C94

After a few days of recuperation, Zhang Fei's injuries were almost healed. His [Deathgod Tactic] and his physique, which had been specially trained since he was young, were very severe, but he had almost fully recovered. Just as Zhang Fei was preparing to bring Li Ao Xue home, he received a call from Zhang Jun.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fei smiled at Li Ao Xue and said: "Wife, we can finally move in."

Hearing that, Li Ao Xue was elated: "Really? Is that the place you told me about last time? "

Zhang Fei nodded. "That's right, but there was a person last time who refused to admit that he was my wife. Actually, only my wife could live in there. Are you going?"

Hearing this, Li Ao Xue's face reddened. Looking at the man looking at her with an evil smile, he coldly snorted and said: "I won't be your wife. I still want to stay in your house, what's wrong?"

Hearing that, Zhang Fei chuckled and looked at her, "Oh? "Is it?"

Hearing this, Li Ao Xue couldn't help but feel his face heat up. She glared at him and said: "You wish! Don't think that I will marry you!"

Zhang Fei held her soft hand and walked outside, saying, "Okay, being a lover is also very good."

"Pfft, who became your lover? "Keep dreaming …"

The moon was hazy, the clouds were scattered, life was like a play, dreams were like songs, songs were like people dispersing, everything was within.

When the day was over, the night quietly arrived. An unfamiliar yet mysterious young man was walking aimlessly on the street. He seemed to feel a little hungry, so he came to the small platoon to have some supper.

When they arrived at the stall, the young man found an empty seat and sat down to order a few side dishes and beer. Not long later, the beer and dishes were delivered to them at the same time. He gulped down the beer as he ate his street snacks, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart. Originally, they were in a good mood, but there were always some people who liked to stir up trouble, and it was unknown where a dozen little rascals came from. Their faces and hair were all unrecognizable, and when they arrived at the stall, they loudly shouted, "Boss, today's brothers are here to collect protection fees, hurry up and bring them out, we're still waiting to go to the next one." That look was extremely arrogant and despicable.

The stall owner explained in a submissive manner, "Little brothers, look, there aren't many people eating dinner here tonight. I haven't earned much money, so I'll give it to you when I receive the money from these guests. Is that alright?"

At this moment, a young man with white hair walked up to the owner and gave him a clear slap, "Stop pretending to be poor with us, you're poor, we're poorer than you are now, otherwise we would come to your crappy place to collect protection fees. Take it out quickly, we've all been waiting anxiously …"

"Little brother, we are all doing some small business here. You come here every day to collect protection fees, how are we going to live our lives? We only rely on the money we earned to support our families. Please let me off this time. I really don't have any money this time …"

"Hmph, no money. Fine, then don't set up your stall here from now on. Brothers, break this stall down for me."

Just then, the guests eating at the side could not take it anymore. He stood up, pointed at the bunch of rascals and asked angrily, "Do you all still have any humanity left? Why should I hand over the hard-earned money to you? What right do you have to charge protection fees? Do you have any laws left … "

"Laws? "On this street, I'm talking about the laws of the world. Boy, you want to be a hero, but you are in the wrong place here. Haha, haha, hahaha …" The white-haired man shouted arrogantly.

"Who do you think you are? The Emperor? "Even a headless little hoodlum like you dares to come out and call me that." The customer was truly angry. At this moment, he was so angry that he had long since forgotten that he was the only one here with over a dozen people.

"F * ck, I think you're tired of living. Bro, don't be so polite, just beat him up. Why are the flowers from our class so red today?" With that, he waved his hand and went forward to seal the guest's collar before viciously punching him in the face. At this moment, their comrades also surrounded the guest and started beating him up. That person dodged this one, but was kicked by the other, causing him to dodge left and right in a sorry manner.

The mysterious youth on the other side watched them coldly from the start. When he saw the seemingly twenty-something guests being ravaged by them, he secretly shook his head and said: "Leave here in a minute, or else you will have to bear the consequences." He was so calm and indifferent that there was no emotion in his voice. Perhaps it was because he was so conceited about his skills that he was so arrogant.

"Yoh, another self-righteous guy. It seems that you want to be like him, a pig who loses its teeth, and look for its teeth all over the ground." As the white-haired man spoke, he beckoned for the others to come over to the mysterious youth.

The mysterious youth didn't even bat an eyelid as he faced these people that were approaching him. He calmly repeated what he had said, "Leave here in a minute, or else you will have to bear the consequences."

"Brat, it seems like you don't have any eyes." The youth was still sitting in his seat, motionless. When the fist was about to reach his face, he lightly tilted his head, neutralizing the earlier attack. Before the white-haired man could withdraw his attack, the youth raised his leg and slammed it into his abdomen. The white-haired man flew up into the air like a broken kite and then fell back.

At this moment, the youth moved. He stood up, struck out with his palm, punched out with his foot, and in one go, his movements were smooth like flowing water. Wherever he went, everyone would be lying on the ground, moaning in pain. After he finished off all his opponents in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the white-haired man and coldly said, "As a loser, leave this hand behind as your spoils of war and warn you not to come and collect protection fees. Otherwise, the consequences will be more than just this arm today." He then raised the white-haired man's right hand, forming a knife in his palm. He then pulled it back, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard. Blood splattered everywhere, and bright red blood dripped to the ground. The white-haired man's left hand held onto his shoulder, which was already dripping with blood, as he rolled on the ground, screaming in pain.

Everyone was shocked by this scene. In their eyes, the mysterious youth was undoubtedly a bloodthirsty Berserk Demon. Even though they were often in this fish trap, they were usually only scared by this ordinary person. The scene that had happened today had deeply shocked them; by the time they had reacted to it, they were all fleeing in a sorry state, as if they had met an evil spirit that was about to devour humans. The young man who was beaten up just stared at this mysterious young man in a daze. He had never thought that this young man who looked so handsome and extraordinary was actually so bloodthirsty, and so capable of hitting and knocking down so many people in the blink of an eye. If it wasn't for the fact that others had personally witnessed this scene, they wouldn't have believed it. Today, he was completely shocked by this scene.

The crowd had already dispersed. The mysterious youth casually shook off the broken arm in his hand and returned to his usual cold expression. He came to the youth's side and asked, "Are you alright?"

The young man came back to his senses and revealed a knowing smile, "It's just some superficial wounds. It can't hurt anything. Can you tell me where you learned it from? I also want to learn it …"

He tactfully remained silent in the face of the young man's questions. He walked up to the still frightened boss and took out two old heads from his pocket and handed them over to him. "The more the compensation, the more I'll compensate for tonight's losses." Having done all this, he walked forward alone. At this moment, the young man reacted and immediately followed him.

"He suddenly felt that killing someone was such a wondrous feeling, to the point where he was infatuated with this strange, bloodthirsty feeling." Is this desire? Is this the sorrow of human nature or of society? Who was the one who created so many desires, and who was responsible for the transformation of the heart of desire into greed? "

"You bunch of useless bums, didn't I tell you not to go out and cause trouble during this period? "But now, after getting beaten up like this and losing an arm, you guys still have the face to come back and beg for my help …" A middle-aged man shouted angrily to the group of people that had been injured by the mysterious youth.

He was extremely angry and shouted, "Fuck, he dares to touch the head of my Axe Gang, I think he is sick of living. You guys go back and rest first, I will inform the leader of this matter and see how he handles it." After that, he continued to walk towards the door to discuss with the Sect Leader. He could not stand idly by and watch his subordinates get beaten up.

"Sect Master, please judge me. Tonight, I will go down and collect protection fees from a few men. A strange man around the age of seventeen or eighteen has crippled one of his arms. You, if I don't ask about this, how am I going to manage my subordinates in the future …" The man came to the Sect Leader's house and complained angrily. If the mysterious young man was here, he would have definitely recognized that the middle-aged man sitting on the armchair, sipping tea, was the famous Axe Gang leader. Similarly, if the mysterious young man had appeared at this moment, the gang leader would have definitely guessed who the young man was.

Slowly moving his lips, he said, "Knife, after all these years, you're still as protective as ever, and you can't allow your brother to be bullied. But I hope that before you make any decision, you must investigate the other party thoroughly, and don't end up in a situation where you can't even deal with yourself."

Knife smiled and said, "Big Brother, I know. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first to deal with that kid."

After a day of inquiry, he finally found out where the mysterious youth was. Previously, his elder brother had told him not to cause trouble during the day, or else he wouldn't be able to protect himself. That was why he had brought no less than fifty people to sit in a row and drink while waiting for the youngster to arrive. This was because he had already asked around and found out that this road was the place that the youth visited every day. He wasn't worried that he wouldn't come. Just like this, they waited for at least two hours before they saw a figure walking towards them.