Choking smoke spread on the road, and from time to time there was a scream, accompanied by the sound of some brick walls being cracked, which was enough to prove how fierce a fight was taking place inside.
However, the smoke and dust were only for the outsiders to see and confuse their listening. Chen Xingtian had already made the decision to hide it from the outside world. Both the fighting scenes and the sounds were blocked in the smoke and dust, leaving only the faint sound of ping-pong and The blurred figure is to reduce the probability of residents calling the police.
The surging mental power is attached to the hands and feet, which can not only be used as a means of attack, but also as a defense. Even if a ton of mental power is reduced due to the size of the palm, it is enough to knock an adult away. The actual situation is like a pebble with the force of a train. Speed is coming at you.
If Chen Xingtian's previous strength was only able to knock people 10 meters away, then his current strength can push people into the wall and break countless bones. For the specific situation, please refer to Stephen Chow's "Kung Fu", where the protagonist stands The scene of beating the villain minions away one by one on the spot.
Among them, the black man in white shirt is the strongest among all black men. He holds the most lethal mace. Even after seeing Chen Xingtian's terrifying fighting power, he still wanders in the dust like a hyena, trying to hide himself in the dust and wait for an opportunity to attack. , Chen Xingtian sneered, every move you make is under my control.
When Chen Xingtian turned around to face him, the man in white shirt emerged from the dust, prepared a strike, and hit Chen Xingtian on the head with all his strength.
Through the glassless window, Ding Ruomeng watched the looming figure behind Chen Xingtian suddenly rise up and hurt people. Even though he knew that Chen Xingtian could detect the enemy's trajectory, he still couldn't help but exclaim: "Be careful!"
Chen Xingtian's eyes gleamed with lightning, he turned his head slightly away, exposing his shoulders to the attack range, and at the same time concentrated all the telekinesis he could muster on his shoulders.
"boom!"
"Ping!"
The heavy impact sound was mixed with the sound of metal deforming. The air waves bursting out from the shoulder area blew Chen Xingtian's hair to one side, and his shoulders could not help but become shorter. As for why they were shorter, it was because the mud was stepped on. Half a foot was stuck.
The next second, under the horrified eyes of the man in the white shirt, Chen Xingtian stretched his right leg backward and kicked the man in the white shirt on the chest, sending the man flying five meters away.
"Hmph, courtesy reciprocates...hiss, it hurts me to death."
The spirit of a martial arts master withered away before he could hold on for a second. Chen Xingtian rubbed his numb shoulders. The shock of the mace just now made him hurt. He couldn't help but secretly thought that macroscopic power still has limitations. He narrowed his sight to the power of contraction. On the other hand, the strength will also be reduced, especially the spiked part of the mace. There will be less telekinesis attached to this place. Blocking such a thing consumes almost one-fifth of his telekinesis.
As for where the remaining four-fifths went, nonsense, they kicked up dust and sound insulation.
He casually dislocated the arms of the remaining two minions and knocked them unconscious. Chen Xingtian clapped his hands and called it a day.
Seeing Berican's mouth open in an O-shape, Chen Xingtian showed a satisfied smile. It's good to be shocked. This is the effect he wanted. He showed a complicated expression: "You...your ability is to harden the body?"
"That's right."
Berican showed an expression that was true. He was shocked by the scene where he took the mace hard. That blow was enough to make a dent in the steel plate. He knew the fighting power of the man in white shirt.
Seeing that Chen Xingtian was talking nonsense again and showing contempt in his eyes, this guy started to lie again, but this also proved the terrifying disguise of telekinesis.
"Do you believe I can help you now?" Chen Xingtian tilted his head and smiled.
"I believe it." He had to believe that a ruthless man who could effortlessly knock down a thirty-year-old man to the ground and even receive a mace had such physical fitness that he was enough to challenge the gangsters in Durban.
Of course, his preconceived notions and Chen Xingtian's casual remarks made him completely believe that Chen Xingtian's own ability was physical hardening, and he had even forgotten why the ring dust was stirred up. He couldn't help but ask: "Then you took the bullet forcefully? "
The answer is of course no. Only fools would do such a thing as hard-hitting a bullet. Although the force of hard-hitting a mace and a hard-hitting bullet are similar, the force-bearing area of the bullet is small and the speed is still fast. Can it be intercepted? It's all a problem.
"It's a small thing."
"..."
Now Ding Ruomeng couldn't bear it anymore. She always felt that Chen Xingtian was drifting off recently, so she stepped forward and grabbed his ear: "You still want to do it, what should I do if you really get involved in it?"
Chen Xingtian quickly sent a message: "The purpose of everything is to deceive, please don't bring it in subjectively, okay? I'm not a child."
"That's pretty much it."
Berican didn't understand what he was seeing. Chen Xingtian asked before he could react, "Next, I plan to take down the gangsters in Durban at once. Will you go?"
"What are you going to do with these people?" Berican pointed to the minions embedded in the wall and sleeping on the ground. These guys had either broken hands or broken legs, and they were all moaning.
"There are too many. Just bring a guide. As for the others..."
Everyone who fell on the ground felt chills in their hearts when they heard what he said. They looked at Chen Xingtian as if they had seen a ghost. I am afraid that the next order of this big devil is to throw the body into the mountains.
Of course Chen Xingtian knew what these guys were thinking. The gangs dared to go out on a large scale because of the poor public security in the slums. The residents here did not dare to say anything when arresting a person. They did not even dare to call the police for fear of being implicated. So the fact is Even if Chen Xingtian kills them all, there won't be any police visits in a short time.
Suddenly, these bullies were shaking like chaff and begging for mercy. A sense of absurdity swept through the hearts of everyone present.
"It's really shameless." Chen Xingtian sighed and waved his hand: "Forget it, dig them out from the wall and bury them in the haystack. As for when someone discovers them, it only depends on God's will."
…
It was already evening, and three people and one dog were walking on a barren path. Chen Xingtian held a hand-drawn map in his hand, and the end point pointed to a seafood market. For questioning, he did not let anyone lead the way, and passed the screening. In this way, he learned the same path from more than a dozen people, which was probably the gang's stronghold.
In Chen Xingtian's view, in a country dominated by capital, gangsters are an indispensable element. Unlike the Chinese dynasty, which can catch them all in one fell swoop, he does not eliminate evil as he does in the Laka tribe, but adheres to the principle that the enemy will not attack us, and I will not attack others Of course, if there are benefits as a blessing, it doesn't mean that you can't do it.
The current benefit is Berican.
"Tell me about your past." Chen Xingtian went to the food court and bought some local delicacies for Ding Ruomeng and Kong Kong. They wandered around leisurely, not like they were going to fight.
Berican couldn't stand it any longer: "Are you sure we're just going to walk around like this? This doesn't look very reliable." Seeing that Chen Xingtian didn't speak, he had no choice but to answer the question.
"I was born in a slum. My mother died in childbirth. My father was a porter. He made a living by transporting goods for gangs, and he also relied on this to support me. At that time, I didn't know what the concept of gangs was. I only thought that It's a decent job position.
That was in the early 1970s. South Africa had just won its independence. The country was full of vitality and prosperity everywhere. Everyone was working hard to build the country.
However, there is always a group of lazy people who have had enough of being enslaved as prisoners. Perhaps due to their twisted mentality, they always want to pass on the pain they have suffered to others, so they fall in love with bullying the weak. Exploiting others, and this was the precursor to the Durban gang.
My father did this job until I was 20 years old. I had received some superficial education and learned that the job given to him by the gang was illegal. I wanted to persuade him to give up, but I couldn't persuade him. He had already You are used to it, you know, the habits and cognitions developed over the past 20 years have long been ingrained. "
Berican laughed to himself, his father fell into the abyss, and he was also beyond redemption.
"Later in the 21st century, the country's policies continued to improve through the efforts of generations of leaders, and the crackdown on gangs gradually increased. The danger of my father's job became more and more dangerous, until one day, he was transporting He was caught while carrying a batch of drugs.
I regret very much. I regret why I didn’t stop his work and didn’t pull him back before he fell into the abyss completely. But I know that I can’t go back. He was taken into prison, where he will never see the light of day five years ago. He died in the place where he was imprisoned. His death was despised by thousands of people and was worthless. "Berican paused, his eyes fluctuating, but he was already over 40 years old, and it was difficult for him to shed tears anymore.
Chen Xingtian listened silently. This was someone else's life, a different kind of life among thousands of people. The more he listened, the more he felt sad: "What happened later."
"Later, this damn gang actually asked me to take my father's place, otherwise they threatened to kill me. I had no choice but to repeat the same mistakes and follow my father's old path.
However, having witnessed my father being imprisoned, I know how dangerous this road is, and the crackdown on gangs will only get stricter in the future. I don’t want to lose my freedom, so I can only squeeze out all my potential and try not to attract the attention of the patrolmen at the checkpoint. to myself.
I numbly transported the goods of the gang one after another, watching the colleagues around me change batch after batch, and suddenly realized that I seemed to be the only one who had escaped the searches again and again. Finally, in During a trial, I discovered that if I tried my best to hide myself, I would disappear from the senses of those around me, whether it was sight, hearing or smell.
This is why the police dogs couldn't catch me. I don't know when I had this ability. I gradually fell in love with this feeling, but at the same time, I also remembered my father's lessons. "
Chen Xingtian raised his eyebrows and continued: "Then you took advantage of an opportunity to jump out of this endless loop. At the same time, you relied on this ability to fade out of everyone's sight, thinking that you could live a poor but stable life, but as time went by, you The ability gradually disappeared until one time when you went to a bar to be hungover, you met an old acquaintance of yours and was recognized, and then you were beaten up this morning? "
Berican opened his mouth, but he was shocked and speechless. Although it was different from the real situation, it was roughly like this. Are you just imagining it?
With a long sigh, he finally saw the true horror of Chen Xingtian, "How did you know that I have supernatural powers?"
"The person next to me can predict." Chen Xingtian patted Ding Ruomeng, perfectly closing the loophole.
"Well, that makes sense." Bericon didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Based on his experience, probably only the prophet could know his true identity.
Only Kongkong was shocked for the second time. It no longer despised what Chen Xingtian said. For the same incident, with holes in the information and biased perceptions, it was able to come up with a completely different story, which directly concealed Chen Xingtian’s real story. Ability, this is completely controlling the overall situation from another angle.
Chen Xingtian turned his back and made a silent gesture, transmitting the same message, but this time it was to Ding Ruomeng and Kongkong: "An old foreign guy, he looks very smart, I'm afraid he will cause trouble if he is not careful. Even if something goes wrong with his piece of false information, it won't have much impact on us."
Kongkong and Ding Ruomeng nodded slightly, saying that Zhang Qian was also very smart, but after all, he was just a boy and not threatening in himself, while Tamoba was just a muscular man, naturally harmless, so at first glance, only Berry Ken City Mansion is the deepest and must be defended.
"Okay, we should be here." Chen Xingtian pointed to the not-so-busy seafood market in front of him, but there were an unusually large number of high-end seafood. I'm afraid there are more good products hidden secretly, so it's probably a stronghold.
Berican looked at the seafood stall and didn't know what he was thinking. Chen Xingtian glanced at him, walked towards the front, and said with a smile: "The one you want to assassinate should be Buck, right?"
"Um."
"He's watching you from the second window from left to right on the fifth floor of the building in front."
Berican suddenly looked at the position that Chen Xingtian mentioned, and sure enough, there was a familiar person in his memory looking at him. That was the abyss he once was.
Suddenly, he felt relieved and let the past go. He patted Chen Xingtian on the shoulder and smiled brightly, although this smile seemed scary to Chen Xingtian.
"rely on you."
"Um."
