Chapter 779 Even a Waste Dares to Make Me Kneel Down

"Boy, please be a good boy. The world of adults is not for you children to play in. Go home and play in the mud."

Seeing that Wang Tong was frightened, the leader openly took the two hundred taels that Wang Tong had just earned into his arms.

In this way, they are clearly scoundrels who bully good and fear evil.

Heifeng Village expanded too fast. It expanded to this point in one year, and naturally many similar local gangs were recruited into it. This rogue's original Tiger Gang was incorporated into the organization half a month ago.

Although the name has changed, the habits of the people inside have not changed.

It is normal to charge protection fees, stall fees, etc. on the street.

"Isn't there someone setting up a stall over there? Why are you only making trouble for me?" Wang Tong pointed at a few strong men over there who were using stone mills as pumpkins.

He had observed before that none of these rough guys paid the stall fee.

The rogue looked over and happened to see the man performing the show twirling the stone in the air. They could hear the whistling wind even from such a distance. Men like this kind of street performers can't make much money to begin with, and they are all very tough. When there is no money to make, these gangsters basically won't care about them.

"Heifeng Village is working, when will it be my turn to explain to you little brat?"

As he spoke, the leader of the gang knocked over Wang Tong's stall. After that, he stepped hard on those pieces of white rice paper.

A look of anger flashed across Wang Tong's face, and he subconsciously wanted to take action.

But before he could move, a taciturn scribe behind the ruffian looked over.

Knowledge and cultivation!

Wang Tong's heart tightened, and the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.

His art of calligraphy and painting is only at the second level, far inferior to the mainstream knowledge cultivation. At the same level, the art of calligraphy and painting cannot beat knowledge cultivation. This is the difference between the main road and the side door!

‘A local gang actually has a knowledgeable cultivator in charge! No wonder the organization agreed to get them on board. ’

Wang Tong was angry. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing when he went out on a mission for the first time. The most important thing is that someone was robbed in the name of Heifeng Village, which is even more uncomfortable than being robbed by the enemy.

"Weak people should follow the rules set by the strong instead of questioning them!"

A group of scoundrels laughed, and one of them patted Wang Tong's little face with his hand, making him blush with anger.

"Tolerate!"

Wang Tong felt a heavy suffocation in his chest. He wanted to kill all these rogues.

But he's afraid of bad things.

A little impatience will mess up a big plan and spoil the mission of Ma Laomo, and the responsibility will be huge. And he couldn't defeat the consciousness cultivator in front of him. Thinking of this, Wang Tong glanced at the others around him, hoping that a knight who often appeared in the story would appear and help him get justice.

It's a pity that wherever he sees, those people hide.

A group of guys who had previously gathered outside his stall calling for prodigies were now running faster than rabbits, for fear of being implicated.

"See if there is any hidden money, and let me search your body too."

A few scoundrels wearing Black Wind Village costumes were getting more and more proud.

They have been eyeing Wang Tong from a long time ago. How can they tolerate a little brat setting up a stall on their property and not paying him filial piety? What they have to do is to scare the monkeys and tell those who make money to abide by the rules. On this street, their Heifeng Village is the rule!

"you!!"

Wang Tong held the brush, and a trace of power gathered at the tip of the brush.

Everything in the storybook is a lie. What kind of bullshit knight-errant does not exist at all.

"Little kid, if it doesn't work, just pay the protection fee."

An aunt who looked like someone who had been there gave her a heartfelt ‘persuasion’.

This is how the world is. Everyone has paid the protection fee and will naturally live in peace. If you waste time here, it will also affect everyone's business.

"That's right, I don't have much money anyway."

"These uncles also want tea money to protect us."

Seeing this, the other vendors also helped to 'persuade'. Everyone's starting point seemed to be for Wang Tong's good.

Wang Tong stood in the middle of the crowd, silent.

The little magical power that was sought after by others a moment ago was isolated in the blink of an eye.

Some of these people who try to persuade people may be really kind, but most of them are just looking at jokes. Or. Jealousy. They were jealous that Wang Tong made more money than they did if they got up early and worked hard, so they used this "experienced person" tone to persuade him.

"I have no money."

Wang Tong took a deep breath, put the pen on his waist, and was ready to leave.

The mission time should be almost there.

I just don't know these people.

"Want to leave? You really have hidden a lot like this. Hand it over to me quickly, otherwise I will take off your pants." As he spoke, he grabbed Wang Tong's collar in a playful way, and his laughter became even louder. furious.

tread!

A laughing ruffian lost his balance and stepped on the foot of the person behind him.

Before he could react, he felt his shoulders tighten and his eyes were spinning. Then his head buzzed and he came into close contact with the ground.

who I am?

where am I?

Pipi didn't react for a moment, his head was buzzing.

Then he saw a foot stepping on his face, with such force that his skull almost exploded.

The severe pain made the rogue quickly come to his senses, and he felt furious inside.

I was actually stepped on in front of my brothers!

"What the hell are you looking for?"

As soon as the other party's feet moved away, Pipi cursed loudly, but before he could finish his words, he saw five fingers pressing down from above and grabbing his head. The powerful force came down instantly, and he saw a burly figure holding his head and lifting him up.

"What did you say?"

Wu Chong lifted the opponent's entire body to the opposite side. His five fingers were like iron hoops, with blood already flowing down them. All the sounds behind the rogue who had not yet finished shouting turned into screams, and their limbs were struggling and waving in the air. The state was like a chicken that was strangled by the neck.

"Ah! Please spare my life, hero!!"

"Let go, we are from Heifeng Village, do you want to be the enemy of Heifeng Village?!"

Only then did the others around him react, including the consciousness cultivator.

"waste!"

Wu Chong flicked it with one hand, and he threw the screaming rogue out like garbage. He only heard a 'bang' sound, his head hit the granite on the roadside, his legs twitched twice, and he didn't know if he was dead.

"Anyone who dares to touch our people will be destroyed!!"

Upon seeing this, several other gangsters quickly drew out their daggers, preparing to make this blind guy famous.

Bang! !

Before they could take action, they felt their eyes blurred as an iron fist hit the face of the rogue at the front accurately, with such strong force that his face was dented. There was a scream, blood fell out along with several teeth, and the person rolled and was thrown back. After rolling seven or eight times, there was no movement.

"Kneel down!"

The knowledge cultivator finally took action.

Powerful consciousness surrounded him, forming a special stance that instantly blended into his voice the moment he opened his mouth, trying to suppress the murderer through consciousness.

Bang!

The black shadow flashed, and only one leg was seen sweeping over from the left like an iron rod.

Shi Xiu, who was still performing the exercise, was confused. He did a 360-degree spin in the air, and finally landed on his head.

Click!

There was a sound of bones breaking, and the neck and cervical vertebrae were all dislocated.

"A loser dares to make me kneel down."