The gangsters who were kneeling on the ground kowtowed even more when they saw me walking over.
Everyone cried bitterly and expressed that they wanted to change their past mistakes and would never dare to do anything harmful to nature again.
I unzipped my backpack, took out a notebook and pen, and threw them to the ground.
"Want to live? Yes! Everyone should honestly write down the sins and evils they have committed. Then sign and make a fingerprint with blood."
When the gangsters heard this, they crawled over and tried to grab notebooks and pens, but I scolded them again. Only then did they come in order one by one.
The first gangster picked up a pen and paper and asked carefully.
"Brother, as long as we plead guilty, can you let us go?"
My eyes widened.
"Nonsense! Of course not. If you plead guilty, I won't kill you. Just leave it to Yang Cha to be sentenced according to the laws of the world. Otherwise..."
Ahhhh!
Later, Beimu screamed in a very "cooperative" manner.
"Kill me, you kill me! Stop torturing me."
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I frowned and looked back. The usually ferocious and cruel "Black Panther" was now paralyzed on the ground, screaming miserably, with blood on his face.
"I know, brother! I, I just beg you to really hand us over to Yozashi."
Although this gangster didn't know what "yang difference" was, he roughly knew what it meant when he heard it according to the law. He didn't dare to bargain and quickly wrote down his charges.
I frowned and said to Hu Xiaoyue.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's almost done. Don't make it so bloody, it's scary. I'm a soft-hearted person and I can't bear to see this."
Hu Xiaoyue chuckled.
"Do you think I believe it? Master, you have already spoken, so there is no more fun. Originally, he killed three people, and I wanted to use three different methods."
As she spoke, she stabbed Beimu's chest with her sharp nails...
I turned my head and stopped looking.
Amidst a burst of gnawing sounds, the group of gangsters in front of them were sweating coldly as they wrote down their charges quickly, not daring to hide anything.
About half an hour later, they finished writing and pressed their fingerprints with the blood from their foreheads.
The last gangster cautiously closed his notebook, put down his pen, and continued to kneel on the ground, looking at me and asking.
"Brother, is it okay?"
Another gangster who seemed to have a higher status than him in the original gang cursed.
"Idiot, how is this possible? We must have my eldest brother tie us up with ropes, so that I can leave with peace of mind!"
After saying this, the man smiled flatteringly at me, stretched out his hands and made a gesture for me to tie him up.
"You say so, brother!"
Yo!
I was slightly startled and nodded.
"Okay! You are very aware."
I put my hand into my backpack and dug out...
Hu Xiaoyue had just finished eating Bei Mu's heart and walked over slowly licking the remaining blood on her fingertips.
"Master, what are you looking for?"
"Where's the rope? You didn't bring it?"
Hu Xiaoyue slapped her forehead.
"Oops, I forgot!"
I glared at her helplessly.
"We can't handle such a small thing. So what should we do now? We can't just wait here for the sun to come."
"Master, don't worry, let me think about it... I have it! Break all their legs, so they won't be able to run away. We can only wait here for the sun to come."
I:"……"
The gangsters: "..."
I rubbed my chin.
"Actually, it's not impossible. They are all a group of gangsters anyway. As long as they don't cause comminuted fractures, it can be normal and can be connected with steel nails in the future."
"Okay master! Leave it to me."
Hu Xiaoyue rolled up her sleeves and geared up, eager to give it a try.
I quickly stopped her.
"Forget it, it's not a big deal for you. My boxing skills are deep in Anjin, and my control of the force is very precise. It's better for me to do it myself."
In fact, this kind of good opportunity to use people to "boost" is too rare.
When boxing reaches a relatively advanced level, it must be improved through a lot of actual combat and force feedback from the human body. Therefore, in ancient times, many wealthy families would raise "boxing servants" to encourage young men who were practicing boxing.
In modern society, where everyone is equal, there are no such "fist slaves".
Therefore, if you want to experience the opportunity to use people to increase your strength, there are not many opportunities.
Now the opportunity is before us, and the other party is still a gangster with many crimes, so there is no psychological burden in the experiment.
Hu Xiaoyue didn't know these things, so she still shook her head and sighed, saying that I was too kind.
…
Two minutes later, Hu Xiaoyue and I walked out of the abandoned building.
Then he went to a public phone booth and put in coins to make an anonymous call to the gangsters. Tell them about the abandoned building where the Black Panthers meet and let them go check it out.
I have to say that today's operation to annihilate gangs made me feel very happy and at ease.
Not only did they conduct actual combat training, but they also eliminated harm for the people.
Uh... Although this actual combat training is not very useful, after all, the opponent is too weak. Hu Xiaoyue and I teamed up to completely crush him all the way.
But it’s also good to use gangsters to build up your energy and learn boxing skills!
Hu Xiaoyue suddenly spoke.
"Master, are you happy?"
"What?"
I'm baffled.
she said with a smile.
"It's the feeling of mercilessly teaching bad people a lesson and doing justice for heaven. According to the opinions of many decent monks, although I am an evil cultivator, my skills are also very sinister and sinister. But I feel that I am not bad, and the people I kill are all worthy of death. of."
I nodded.
"Well, you are indeed not a bad person. As for the technique... I have no idea for the time being. I will think about it later and see if there is any way to improve it. You need to eat people's hearts to improve your realm and strength. This is too sinister and terrifying after all."
Hu Xiaoyue sighed.
"Yeah, when I don't find the bad guys, I can only buy chicken hearts, duck hearts, etc., and go home and make cumin chicken hearts to eat. But the effect is really too weak. I haven't seen much improvement in my cultivation even after I vomited. a little."
Hearing what she said, I couldn't help but laugh.
After parting ways with Hu Xiaoyue, I took a taxi directly to Niu Bi’s home in Ciqikou Ancient Town.
As soon as I walked in, I smelled the smell of alcohol.
I saw Niu Bi and Xiao Yuan, both of them were slumped on the sofa.
Madoka also held a beer bottle with her wings, and made a "goo" sound from her mouth from time to time...
? ? ?
I looked at the fat ghost Niu Deheng who was floating around the room cleaning up, and his head was filled with questions.
When he saw me coming back, he quickly explained.
"Brother Wu is back? My brother and Brother Yuan had a late-night snack, ate and drank, and then chatted and got drunk... Brother Yuan said that when he was in the Northeast, he fought against the three-headed monster of tiger, bear and python alone. King, in the end both sides suffered losses, and it was considered a draw. My brother and I were filled with excitement and admiration."
I looked at the fat bird holding a beer bottle with some speechless eyes and drooling from the edge of its beak.
That's it?
One versus three, fight against the Demon King? It was a tie in the end?
"Do you two brothers believe what this stupid bird says? I guess he just deceived honest people like you."
I said with a smile.
