I will eventually become a god

Chapter 21 is the victory of martial arts!

"Wrong, brother, I was wrong, please, don't..."

"boom!"

"Wait a minute, we are from the Razor Gang, you..."

"boom!"

"Hey, can we reconcile?"

"boom!"

On the street, the members of the Razor Gang lay scattered and scattered like golf balls. Xue Jing walked up to them with a metal baseball bat, one after another, no matter what they said, They were all shot in the head with one stick.

Not long after, the only person left lying down in the field was a young man with a short body.

Xue Jing slowly walked up to the young man. The metal baseball bat in his hand was hit too many times and too hard. The surface had many dents and was stained with blood.

"I'm curious."

He spoke.

"As a harmless student, it's normal for me to come to my classmates' houses to play. There's nothing wrong with it."

"I never cause trouble on weekdays. When I'm stuck in a traffic jam, I won't drive my car onto the wide sidewalk. If I eat food in a restaurant that doesn't taste good enough for the price, I'll just hold my nose and pay. When I meet little guys like you, The gangsters were so scared that they always took a detour with their tail between their legs."

"Not to mention that I have never been to Nancheng District, so there is no way I would have provoked you unintentionally."

"So what do you want to do to me when you suddenly rush out?"

Xue Jing's tone was not harsh, just as casual as chatting with friends.

But the fear on the flat young man's face deepened with Xue Jing's words, until at the last word, his legs weakened and he sat on the ground, waving his hands and saying:
"No, it's nothing, brother, we were just passing by...ah!!"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Jing swung out a stick and hit him on the ankle.

The sound of bone cracking erupted, and the short young man's ankle twisted into a twisted arc.

"When I ask you questions, answer them honestly and don't make unnecessary excuses. Didn't your teacher teach you?"

"Yes Yes."

The young man's face was covered with cold sweat in pain, and he quickly said:

"We are the subordinates of Brother Duan, Duan Kaiping of the Razor Gang. Brother Duan just saw you walking alone on the street, still wearing the uniform of the high school attached to him. He wanted to kidnap you and blackmail your family..."

Xue Jing shook the baseball bat in his hand and said, "What about this Brother Duan?"

"Brother Duan thinks that you, a student, don't need him to take action, so let us do it. He is waiting in a warehouse in the next street!"

The young man spoke very fast, fearing that Xue Jing would be dissatisfied and hit him with another stick.

"Is this Brother Duan very powerful?" Xue Jing asked.

"Brother Duan is a core member of the Razor Gang, and he is qualified to get the word 'razor' tattooed on his heart... Through the relationship with the gang leader, he entered the Jinfeng Dojo to practice martial arts. I have only seen him take action once, and he killed him with just a wave of his bare hands. Cutting a can of Coke in half is like holding a razor!”

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes.

Jinfeng Dojo... He had just heard Pei Youguang mention that the latter had entered this dojo to practice martial arts and learned 'strength'.

It seems that this dojo is not a good place to allow gang members who are prone to kidnapping and extortion to practice martial arts. No wonder it is opened in Nancheng District.

'If you can cut an aluminum can of Coke with your bare hands, it's even easier to cut your throat... The value of force is not low. '

Xue Jing looked thoughtful.

After this incident, he was now at odds with the Razor Gang, and he had injured so many of them. Although the reason was 100% his fault, he did not believe that the gangsters would reason with him.

Xue Jing first thought about the possibility of silence, but immediately realized that this was unrealistic.

Not to mention whether he was successful or not, there was so much noise along the way that many people probably saw it. If you ask any witness, you can find him by following the clues.

Then there is no way out.

Xue Jing thought for a while and asked, "Tell me a detailed introduction to your Razor Gang."

After a pause, "How big is the scope of influence? How powerful is it? How many core members are there like 'Brother Duan'?"

Bancun youth was stunned for a moment, considered it, and said: "Our Razor Gang is one of the seven peripheral gangs in Nancheng District. The nearby streets are our gang's territory... There are dozens of core members like Brother Duan."

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes: "What is the relationship between your gang leader and Jinfeng Dojo?"

"The gang leader is the true disciple of the master of Jinfeng Dojo..."

Hearing this, Xue Jing had a headache.

Sure enough, it was just as he thought. Pull out the carrot and bring out the mud. This kind of gangster force entrenched in the local area has various relationships criss-crossed. If you offend one, it will involve a lot of them.

After beating up the Razor Gang, is he going to beat up the Golden Wind Dojo? What will happen after beating Jinfeng Dojo?
Isn’t this endless?
Hey, can we reconcile?
'But...it's not like there's no way to break the situation. '

Xue Jing felt that she could take advantage of the situation.

Behind the Razor Gang is the Jinfeng Dojo, but there is more than just his dojo in Qingcheng.

Dojos are open for business. After paying money, you can become a disciple and go in to practice martial arts. Xue Jing didn't believe it. He had invincible talents and amazing wisdom. Which dojo he entered would not be treated seriously?

There is someone behind your Razor Gang, and he is very powerful, right? I'll be as old as you soon!

He even thought of a cool operation.

Be the first to pay and enter the Jinfeng Dojo!

When the Razor Gang comes to trouble him...

I admit that you are very powerful, but if I choose to join directly, how will you respond?

However, he now has a very bad impression of Jinfeng Dojo and the Razor Gang, and he doesn't want to do it unless he has no choice.

Xue Jing felt a sense of urgency in her heart.

He had no pressure before. Although he wanted to practice martial arts, he was not in a hurry, but now he had to find a way to raise money to enter the dojo as soon as possible.

"Thank you for the message."

Xue Jing said to the young man.

The latter quickly smiled flatteringly and said: "You're welcome, brother, this is what I should do... Do you think you can treat me like a fart?"

Xue Jing nodded.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance."

After speaking, he looked around and picked up a few rocks that came to hand from the ground not far away.

Seeing this scene, the young man Bancun felt like he was suffering from PTSD, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Run, I'm only counting to ten."

Xue Jing threw the stone in his hand.

"one."

"Eh? Brother, look at my feet..."

The bancun young man looked mournful and pointed at his foot, which was broken by Xue Jing's stick.

"two."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, can you start counting again?"

"three."

The tough young man gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his ankle. He stood up holding on to the wall and jumped towards the other side of the street.

"Four."

But I can only move with one leg, so I can't walk very fast.

"five."

Several urgent sounds came slowly from behind him. He speeded up in panic, but accidentally fell to the ground.

"six."

He tried his best to get up, but he was too anxious and hit his injured ankle, causing pain and falling again.

"seven."

He rolled and crawled forward.

"Eight."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

He screamed in fear.

"Nine."