"Yes! Father!" The little boy continued to swing the knife vigorously. Although his fingers, wrists, arms, and shoulders were very sore, he gritted his teeth and persisted, not wanting to disappoint his father.
The screen jumped, and in the dojo, the little boy's father was dueling with someone.
The bamboo knife in the man's hand was easily knocked away. Another man with extremely muscular muscles stepped on the head of the little boy's father and laughed wantonly.
"Dojos, kendo and all that have long been outdated."
"It's just an injection. Thanks to the care of that adult, I took a genetic enhancement injection and immediately had such power. I can hit a hundred idiots like you with one hand." The muscular man , said arrogantly.
"Take away their signs... No! Just smash them. In times like this, we don't need these things."
In the eyes of the little boy, the father knelt on the ground, huddled up, and trembled silently.
And the signboard that read 'Ming Xin Yi Sword Style' was trampled into pieces.
Early the next morning, the little boy came to the dojo to practice swordsmanship as usual, but he saw his father's body hanging on the beam.
The dojo was taken away.
The little boy was sent to an orphanage.
He secretly hid a bamboo sword and always practiced it secretly alone.
In the blink of an eye, the little boy grew up.
He has grown into an excellent swordsman.
Even with only the bamboo sword, he was able to keep seven or eight big men at bay and became the protector of the orphanage.
Until he met his destined opponent.
The man who once defeated his father and took away the dojo.
This time, as a minion of the Fukada Consortium, he came to take away the land of the orphanage and wanted to transform the orphanage into a square with a large number of lights.
Standing on the Sky Tree, looking down at the orphanage and the surrounding area, you can clearly see the lights on the square.
Rumor has it that this was a romantic proposal prepared by a young master from the Fukada Consortium who wanted to propose to the woman he loved.
Behind this proposal, many orphans and refugees lost their homes and shelter.
The same battle happened again.
With just one blow, Ise Kotaro fell to the ground.
The man who didn't seem to have aged, stepped on his face with his feet, indulged his subordinates, and kidnapped all the girls and good-looking boys in the orphanage. Then, without even looking at Kotaro, he trampled on Kotaro's limbs. .
Like a wild dog without legs, Kotaro struggled in the mud for three days.
Finally, he died unwillingly under the abuse and tricks of a group of bad boys.
Chu Yuanxiao opened his eyes, covered his heart, and kept hammering the ground with his fists in discomfort.
Tears flowed out unsatisfactorily... He was still in Kotaro's grief, anger and despair.
"If it's painful, just give up!"
"If this continues, you will collapse sooner or later." Yingzhu stood up from the corner and said to Chu Yuanxiao.
Chu Yuanxiao shed tears, but his expression gradually became firmer.
"No! I'll stick to it!"
"They may not be innocent, but their pain needs to be seen."
"The scars this world has caused them should not be forgotten or turned a blind eye just because they died or fell." Chu Yuanxiao said through gritted teeth.
Yingzhu said: "What's the point of doing this? This country is like this, polite and polite but cold and cruel. The winner gets everything, and the loser loses everything. What you do will not be remembered or changed by anyone. , it’s just making yourself miserable.”
Chu Yuanxiao said angrily: "No! It shouldn't be like this! Justice may not be upheld, but justice must defend people's hearts. This is... this is... this is mine... mine... ·root!"
Taking a deep breath, Chu Yuanxiao said: "His enemy is dead and there is no need for me to take revenge. But the innocent people he killed and their families are still waiting for me to help. Those orphanages I should at least go and see the people who are living outside and are suffering, and if they want to change their lives, I should do something within my power."
"This is the truth, this is what...a human being should have...responsibility and integrity!"
Yingzhu stood behind Chu Yuanxiao, with a smile on his face in the shadow.
"Hey! Boy! Do you know that you have gone astray?"
"Nowadays, everyone follows the first commandment and is studying the ghost-eating formula. If you eat randomly and do unfinished business for these ghosts, you are evil!" Yingzhu shouted to Chu Yuanxiao.
Chu Yuanxiao paused, then cursed: "Fuck the formula!"
This is a native language curse.
Chu Yuanxiao didn't notice, but under the influence of his personality charm, more and more people began to approach him.
Some ghost eaters began to imitate him.
Don't ignore the ghosts' memories and miserable past, but think of ways to do some unfinished business for these ghosts without violating morality and conscience.
And soon, these people discovered that after doing those things, the ghosts that were eaten, no matter what attributes they were, no matter what level they were, were perfectly digested.
The ghost who was eaten seemed to merge into a whole with the person who ate him without any resentment, becoming his support.
Some people have even seen their spiritual leader, Chu Yuanxiao, summoning murderous ghosts, tram ghosts, amusement park ghosts and other weird creatures to fight for him when facing a B-level monster.
Just like the legendary Onmyoji who controls hundreds of ghosts and shikigami.
In addition to the officially promoted first ring of ghost-eating, a brand new genre is quietly emerging.
In a villa in Sky Tree, in the luxurious reception room, Boss Lu, who had just finished playing golf with several dignitaries, met Mr. Niu.
"I heard that you gave a lecture abroad and gathered 30,000 people in one class. It was really a great sight!" Boss Lu said to Mr. Niu.
Now among them, one of them has the high-status attitude of a superior person more and more intensely, while the other one is full of bookishness and extremely elegant.
"I'm not as good as you. I've already entered the country. You will soon have a good say in this country." Mr. Niu responded.
There was silence for a moment.
It was Mr. Niu who opened the topic first: "I heard... there was a little ghost recently, and he is a real ghost-eating kid. He was accidentally hit, and he has already embarked on the road to redemption."
Boss Lu poured the amber wine into the cup, handed a cup to Mr. Niu, and then said: "That's right! There is indeed such a boy. The Ghost Killing Team has already reported to me that they have several team members who have been Following that kid, we have already penetrated into his side. They said they wanted to see if there were any hidden dangers in this route."
"Old cow! Your first commandment... is not working well! Three squadron-level ghost-killing team captains made mistakes when they advanced to Devour B-level, which turned into a more terrifying and powerful B-level monster. . For such a mistake, if I hadn't helped you cover it up, you would have become a street rat that everyone yelled at. Instead of enjoying flowers and applause like now."
