"Hey, are you so cool? Brother, have you ever heard of the name 'Xiao Zhiguo'?"
The third son of the Xie family turned to look at the eldest son of the Xie family, pretending to be asking for advice humbly.
"No, I haven't heard of it."
The boss of the Xie family was also very considerate and looked at "Xiao Zhiguo" with an honest face.
"Have you heard of it?"
The third son of the Xie family continued to look at Zhao Jin and others. They were quite cooperative and shook their heads. Of course, they had never heard of the Eighteen Thieves of West City, let alone any nonsense like Xiao Zhiguo. Son.
"No...never heard of..."
Xiao Zhiguo looked at the other party with hopeful eyes, but the answer he received was that he had never heard of his name before, and he couldn't help but become angry from embarrassment.
"You...you...you...you go too far!"
What does it mean to go too far? Is it too much to call someone a bully if I haven't heard your name? Isn't it too much to call it bullying if I don't give you face? What are you? Why should others give you face?
But Xiao Zhiguo didn't care about this. He took out a bottle of white wine from his arms like a child who didn't get his beloved toy and drank it all. The people behind him did the same, each taking out a bottle of wine. , raised his head and drank heavily.
"Good guy, drunken and cowardly, this is a bunch of cowards!"
Seeing this scene, the second son of the Xie family sighed in admiration.
"Everyone, after sitting for so long, it's time to stretch your muscles. Does anyone want to come?"
The boss of the Xie family turned to look at everyone. Zhao Jin and Mu Qianshan stood with their arms folded and looked on coldly.
"No, I'll come, I'll come, don't try to fight against me!"
The third son of the Xie family, as if he had been given a shot of blood, took the lead and looked like he was leaving me alone.
At this moment, the group of people on the opposite side drank all the wine in the bottles and slammed the bottles in their hands to the ground.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Why are you still littering? Do you have any sense of justice?"
At this time, it became the stage for the third son of the Xie family to continue his showmanship.
"Uh-huh!!!"
The other party all took out their machetes and wanted to rush forward.
"Stop, stop, stop, wait a minute!"
Xie Zhishan, the third son of the Xie family, stretched out his hand to tell the other party to stop. Unexpectedly, the other party actually stopped.
"what!?"
Xiao Zhiguo looked at Xie Zhishan with a puzzled face. Unexpectedly, Xie Zhishan ignored him at all, but was counting something on his own.
"One, two, three...fourteen, fifteen, that's not right, aren't you the Eighteen Thieves of West City? Why are there only fifteen of you?"
"The boss and two others went to the trading area to purchase new equipment, leaving fifteen of us here to wander around. After the chaos, we got separated."
Xiao Zhiguo is like an idiot, he answers whatever people ask him.
"Oh oh oh, so that's it."
Xie Zhishan looked thoughtful, then turned his head to look at Zhao Jin and the others, grinning.
"I'm going to hit fifteen!"
Upon hearing this, evil arose in his heart and anger grew in his guts. Xiao Zhiguo and his party all moved forward and slashed forward.
"Arrogant!"
"court death!"
Facing the charge of the other party, Xie Zhishan, the third son of the Xie family, didn't care at all.
"Haha, let's go!"
He was much faster than Xiao Zhiguo and the others. He took a step forward and punched the big man in the front. He didn't stop until he hit the wall, and then fell to the ground with a "bang". , after spitting out a mouthful of blood, there was no sound again.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhiguo was obviously a little frightened, but he was already drunk, his face was red, and his brain, which was not very bright, was even more confused. He didn't know who was bigger. After shouting "Come on!", they all rushed forward regardless.
"Haha, I guess it's you who are looking for death!"
Xie Zhishan chuckled lightly and walked among them at a fast speed. Every time his fist came into contact with someone, one of them was blown away.
After this period of intensive training, Xie Zhishan has already entered the ninth rank and is moving towards the eighth rank.
These "life-threatening" idiots in front of them don't even have any spiritual power. How can they fight with them?
They are not on the same level at all. It is like a baby who has not even learned to walk and wants to compete with the world champion of long-distance running. He will only be completely crushed.
"You...you...you...how are you so powerful!?"
Xiao Zhiguo, who was so arrogant just now, had unknowingly hid at the end of the team. He thought he would be a tough opponent, but turned out to be a coward.
"What are you, it's your turn now!"
Xie Zhishan's eyes narrowed and he pretended to be fierce.
"No, no, no, don't come here, don't come here! Devil... devil... no... you are not a human, you are a devil..."
Seeing Xie Zhishan, who had eliminated all fourteen of his companions in three moves, five divided by two, Xiao Zhiguo was so frightened that he finally came to his senses.
Xie Zhishan deliberately and slowly approached him. Xiao Zhiguo shouted louder and louder, and finally started crying hysterically. He threw the machete in his hand towards Xie Zhishan. As a result, his body became weak due to fright. His movements were like Like a sissy eunuch, he threw it less than half a meter and landed on the ground.
"Bang~~~"
"Haha, if you can't even hold your own weapon, what use are you!"
Looking at this scene, Xie Zhishan, the third son of the Xie family, glanced at the other party with disdain, then frowned. An unpleasant smell of urine came from the front. After a closer look, it turned out that Xiao Zhiguo's crotch was somewhere. Already wet.
"You're such a piece of rubbish. You've peed your pants. How dare you still imitate others and commit robberies? What the hell are you doing here?"
Xie Zhishan has not encountered this kind of rubbish for many years. Ordinary people who can deal with spiritual masters are at least at the level of big brothers in the Black Society. How can there be such a coward.
Not far away, Zhao Jin and others laughed disdainfully, while the second son of the Xie family began to help his brother touch the corpse.
"Yes, yes, yes, brother, I am just a little piece of trash. Please let me go. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a child who is waiting to be fed. Please, brother, don't remember the faults of the villain. Spare my life, please, I deserve to die, I really deserve to die, I shouldn’t have offended you..."
The little Zhiguo quickly knelt on the ground and prayed for his life.
Xie Zhishan knelt down and patted the other party's face.
"A coward like you still has an old mother? I thought you, a turtle bastard, jumped out of some cesspool, and you have children? How can you find someone like you? Do you deserve to be a parent? Come on, kneel down Okay, sing Conquer for me!"
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll be conquered by you and cut off all escape routes..."
Upon hearing what Xie Zhishan said, Xiao Zhiguo thought he had a chance to survive and quickly knelt down happily.
"Stop, it's too unpleasant to listen to. Let's change it to something more joyful."
"Hey, okay, Pleasant Goat, Beautiful Goat, Warm Goat, Boiling Goat... Don't look at me as just a sheep..."
At this time, Xiao Zhiguo was glad that he had watched this cartoon when he was a child, otherwise he would not be able to sing this song today.
"Stop, stop singing, your singing is really ugly."
"Hey, okay, brother, as long as you are willing to let me go, I can do anything! Please!"
While saying this, Xiao Zhiguo wanted to step forward and hug Xie Zhishan's thigh, but was forced back by the other party's eyes.
"Yes, yes, I don't rely on you. I am dirty and will never touch you."
Xiao Zhiguo took a few steps back. The grandson looked like he had no shame at all.
"Hey, don't yell at me, I don't have a coward like you."
"Yes Yes Yes Yes."
Xiao Zhiguo nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, fearing that Xie Zhishan would be dissatisfied and send him back to the west.
"Once upon a time, when you were robbing others, did you ever think about what happened today? When the people you killed begged you for mercy, did you ever let them go?"
"Uh...ugh!"
Hearing this, Xiao Zhiguo was stunned. Xie Zhishan kicked the machete that Xiao Zhiguo had dropped before. The machete shot out from the ground and pierced Xiao Zhiguo's throat.
I don’t know if he was thinking of the people he had killed at the moment he died, or was he regretting that he shouldn’t have gone out today?
Zhao Jin watched this scene quietly without saying anything. This world is just like the jungle. When one party is powerful enough to dominate others, ordinary laws will find it difficult to restrain the other party, especially in a world with the extraordinary power of a spiritual master. among.
The struggles of ordinary people in this world alone are enough to make people feel frightened, let alone the inherently unfair world of spiritual masters.
Absolutely fair, but absolutely unfair.
The reason for all fights lies in human desires. If desires persist, fights will continue. Everyone is climbing up, and everyone wants to be superior to others.
Either you are being stepped on by others, or you are stepping on others. Everyone is fighting for power and gain, how can there be any talk of peace?
What's more, how can we repay kindness with kindness?
If the people they met today were not Zhao Jin and others, but ordinary people from the other side who were far inferior to them, then their fate might not be as good as that of Xiao Zhiguo and others.
The evil in the human heart is unimaginable.
"Bah, poor guy!"
The second son of the Xie family searched the bodies of all the fifteen people in Xiao Zhiguo's group, who had all died. Except for the broken machete, which they all despised, the fifteen people in total did not have more than one hundred yuan in their pockets. The second and third sons of the Xie family were so angry.
"Ma De, if I had known that I was so poor, I wouldn't have touched the corpse. It's not enough trouble for me!"
Xie Zhitie, the second eldest son of the Xie family, walked over with a hand full of change, while Xie Zhihong, the eldest son of the Xie family next to him, felt a little like an afterthought.
"You can tell at a glance that these people are not rich people. They don't even have spiritual power, let alone using such backward ordinary machetes."
Xie Zhihong glanced at a few broken machetes on the ground in the distance, his eyes full of disdain. He couldn't believe how such things entered the Nanshan black market. Are they worthy?
This time, the Xie brothers had unjustly accused them of being part of the Xicheng Eighteen Thieves, because they had managed to save some money after being around for so many years, and today they came to the Nanshan Temple black market to exchange for a wave of equipment for them, along with what they wanted. Find a way to become a spiritual master.
All the money was on their boss, and the fifteen of them had nothing to do, so they came to the auction to open their eyes. However, due to the sudden attack of the Three Ghost Association, they and the bosses in the market area After getting separated, they bumped into Zhao Jin and others while stumbling around.
His head suddenly twitched, and he forgot his boss's instructions not to cause trouble. When he thought about the poor life he would have to live for a while after purchasing at the Nanshanhui black market today, he immediately became unhappy and had evil intentions.
Who knew that he would be so unlucky that he would hit the iron plate when he came up?
