I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 38 Discipline
  It can be seen that the business of this organization is very good.

It was so good that if Zhang Xing hadn't taken the initiative to speak, no one would have even noticed that he was here - probably because the business was so good that everyone couldn't help it, and they all ran out to work. These people didn't even have a sentry.

But think about it, regardless of whether there are sentries or not, it seems that they have been domineering in this shanty town for a long time. We should have gotten used to the days of no provocation. How dedicated can those sentinels be?
  This made Zhang Xing's original plan of killing a few people to establish his authority come to nothing.

Of course, it’s not too late to kill now.

Although in this case, there would be no one to see him establish his authority over.

After all, the only one who doesn't have to die is probably already very afraid of Zhang Xing.

In this not-so-small yard, except for the black-handed kid who was pinned to the ground and didn't even dare to struggle too hard. There were only various objects surrounded by flies and stained with accumulated blood, with no apparent purpose.

And several villains with deathly signs on their faces.

This is a training ground, and the only person being trained at this point is one person who shouldn't come back.

Zhang Xing plans to make a guest appearance as a brand new instructor, allowing the trainees and those being trained to change their identities, and then——

Make the death signs on their faces real.

The kid who was pinned to the ground looked at Zhang Xing, who was getting closer, and stood there in a daze, completely forgetting about the struggle at this moment.

Then unstoppable trembling began to appear on his body.

It seemed that he was indeed scared, and it was different from the fear of those who were holding him down.

"Did you make him like this?"

The fat man who was about to take off the kid's arm glanced at him, then raised his head to look at Zhang Xing.

The thin black boy, who was trapped in double fear, was now unable to speak even under the torture of his mind and body. He just continued to fidget there.

He let go of his hand and signaled his younger brother to continue holding it down, and the fat man stood up.

As if it was itching, the wild boar swung its belly and touched its body while walking towards Zhang Xing with its eyes and head lowered.

"I'm not going to find you, but you still touched me, right?" He closed his eyes, hunched over and put his hands on his belly, looking Zhang Xing up and down: "What did you mean by changing your career just now? What, you want to Apologize?"

Even a toilet has a toilet philosophy of survival.

These shits who have never left Eris and have seen far away may not understand what the real world is, nor do they know why there are those incomprehensible strong men in stories and legends who can do unimaginable things.

But they knew very well that no one with status would come to such a place in person. After all, there were too many people willing to do things for the master. Whatever you want, there is a better channel, a cleaner way.

The strong ones are even more disdainful to come here, because of the unique environment of Eris, no matter how strong a person is, there is a possibility of overturning here. Therefore, whether they are outsiders or people born here, those with a little bit of ambition will choose to stay away from Xiacheng District.

This is also the reason why the lower city is closed and lacks knowledge - the people who founded Eris are very good, and they try to protect everyone fairly, but as time goes by, no matter how good the vision is, it will eventually turn into something else. .

Therefore, they have inexplicable self-confidence most of the time, especially when they belong to the side with more people, this self-confidence becomes even stronger.

"Looking at your face, you look so handsome, so you look good. I'll give you a chance to speak. If what you say makes me happy, it's not like you can't—"

Zhang Xing no longer wanted to hear any more. He raised his hand, stretched out the head of the wild boar in front of him, and patted it around his neck more than a dozen times.

"Misstep."

He shook his hand and saw that this wild boar was so fat that it was scary. Zhang Xing's powerful slap not only made him perform an unprecedented exercise, but also drew a lot of oil out of the pig's face.

"But since you can't even speak, it seems you are indeed very happy."

Past the body that collapsed suddenly, he continued towards the few bastards who had not yet reacted.

"I hope you guys are cleaner, at least not so oily."

Perhaps because they have never seen such a way of death, the remaining three younger brothers really thought that their boss was just knocked unconscious - after all, his neck has always had many layers, and it would be difficult to twist more than ten layers. It's really not that obvious.     “Damn it, the trouble is here!”

After kicking the thin black boy away, the three people rushed over carrying the teaching aids that were casually placed aside.

It can be seen that they are all those who often fight, and these three people showed great cooperation. It seems that they all have rich experience in beating up the weak or fighting against stronger people together.

The thin black boy lying on the ground just looked at it. The three instructors seemed to be training themselves and others to surround the man who pierced his arm.

This person will be like me!
  No, it's different. He will be injured more seriously than himself, and he will even lose his arm earlier than himself.

Such thoughts flashed through the mind of the thin black boy, making him a little happy, and he even ignored the pain in his arm for a while.

He doesn't think there is anything wrong with his idea. Everyone living here knows that as long as others are worse off than you are, you will be safer.

Don't try to help each other, don't sympathize with others, everyone who is stronger, smarter, and better looking than you may bring back more gains than you - then you will be miserable.

There may not necessarily be a reward for harvesting more, but there will definitely be a penalty for harvesting less than others.

Even if you have exceeded the amount you must bring back, far beyond.

Maybe I won't be punished.

Yes, with this person here, I will definitely not be punished!

The instructors need these little brats to work, so they only punish one person at a time. Now that Zhang Xing is here, the thin black boy feels that he will not be punished.

This made him so happy that he not only forgot the pain, but also lost his fear of the subsequent discipline.

After all, the discipline this time was not directed at him by the instructor.

But Zhang Xing was targeting the instructor.

After experiencing the baptism of those guards, Zhang Xing felt a little bored looking at the moving steps and swaying shoulders of the tall and thin man in front of him.

Not wanting to waste too much time, he took the initiative to step forward and put his hands stained with pig face oil on the tall and thin man's face.

“It’s time to gain weight!”

The oil returned to the face.

The face is embedded in the ground.

The ground here is paved with bluestone, so the sound of the head shell breaking is particularly clear.

"Well, the back of the head can't compare. Next time, try the forehead."

Maybe you don’t have to wait until next time.

Looking back, the suitable target had just circled behind him, and he hadn't even had time to say the harsh words that were customary after surrounding the enemy.

The crisp cracking sound finally made them realize what just happened.

His knees felt weak subconsciously, and his lips trembled as he wanted to say something.

Clap!

The bluestone slab lifted up by Zhang Xing had already been slapped on their foreheads.

Looking at the two bodies that were pressed under the stone slab, twitching slightly. And the blood that slowly flowed out, mixed with an unknown white substance.

"It's still not hard enough."

(End of this chapter)