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Chapter 17 I'm going to hit ten

The show has changed from a monkey show to a show of people.

Ding Zheng plays the famous Monkey King, Monkey King.

Of course it's the low-end version.

The outfits he wears are very simple, highlighting a spiritual resemblance rather than a physical resemblance.

The surrounding audience shouted enthusiastically.

Although this "drama" has no acting skills, and even the lines are only shared by the villain, you must know that this Monkey King is a real monkey!

And he’s still a monkey who only knows kung fu!

After practicing martial arts for more than a month, Ding Zheng became more agile and could do many movements with ease and look good.

After learning about the astonishing price of the prescriptions half a month ago, Ding Zheng discussed with Li Shangen and prepared these things.

After more than ten days, as Ding Zheng's boxing performance lost its novelty, he began to try to introduce it.

As soon as it appeared, it aroused enthusiastic response.

The heat has not abated for several days.

After one performance, the rewards received were several percent more than before.

In the evening, the audience reluctantly went back.

Ding Zheng and Li Shangen bought food and walked back, but they met an acquaintance halfway.

"We, the Pier Gang, want your things. It's your blessing. Why, you can't get a steamed bun for your junk? If you don't let me go, believe it or not, we will beat you to death!" A gangster was holding a wooden stick and yelling, and there were

A few gangsters followed him.

The number of people who wanted to steal money from Ding Zheng and others had increased to six.

But the one they besieged was a scrawny old man.

The old man was surrounded by six gangsters. His hair was disheveled and his face was stained with blood, but his expression was very resolute and he had no intention of retreating. He maintained a posture without saying a word, and his eyes showed a bit of ferocity.

From what the gangster said, it seemed that this old man took the initiative to stop them, which surprised Ding Zheng.

The gangsters were not without their losses.

There are footprints and wrinkles everywhere on the body, and some of them have red and swollen faces.

Ding Zheng couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "This old man has been practicing!"

Li Shangen grabbed Ding Zheng's sleeve and planned to go around.

Ding Zheng did not move. It planned to observe for a while, although it was too early to eliminate the Pier Gang with its current strength.

But it’s still good to know more about your opponents.

If conditions permit, he even wants to help this old man

After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

At this moment, when the gangsters saw that the old man was still refusing to give way, one of them came up fiercely and struck at him again with a wooden stick.

However, the old man rushed forward and carried the stick with his back. He also took the opportunity to hug the gangster's legs, opened his mouth and bit down hard, knocking him into the ground. Then he jumped up and attacked with both hands.

Mixed eyes.

The whole action was not sloppy at all.

Ding Zheng could tell that if this old man were more than ten years younger, he might be able to knock this gangster down directly or even severely injure him without even needing to take that stick.

But after all, he was old and frail, his skills were no longer flexible, and his limbs were becoming stiffer. Before he could poke out the gangster's eyes, another stick followed closely and attacked his neck, forcing him to raise his arms to block it.

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Snapped!

The stick hit the old man's arm hard, and the old man rolled to the side, dodged another stick, and kicked another gangster in the crotch.

The gangster he had knocked down before was now covering his crotch and screaming in pain on the ground.

Ding Zheng could see clearly that when the old man climbed up to attack his eyes, he pressed his knee hard on the opponent's crotch.

The old man's operations were very smooth, and all his moves were aimed at fatal places.

Although every attack is accompanied by injuries, almost most of them are injuries-for-injury play.

But still very powerful.

This desperate old man was like a mad dog in the crowd, biting anyone he caught, and beating up a few strong gangsters in a hurry.

"This old man definitely has skills!" Ding Zheng concluded.

Although he may not be a master, he can undoubtedly be called a good one!

Moreover, Ding Zheng admired this fierce and deadly fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries.

"My brother, can we go another way? Do you have to join in the fun here?" Li Shangen whispered, he just wanted to escape now.

But Ding Zheng had no such idea at all.

The last time it was beaten up by these gangsters, it has never forgotten this incident.

"Brother Monkey, let's run quickly..." Before Li Shangen could finish his words, Ding Zheng had already picked up a stone on the roadside and rushed out. He lifted the stone with one hand and moved with three limbs. He was at the scene of the battle in a blink of an eye.

He aimed at the back of a gangster's head and hit him directly!

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

The gangster who was hit fell directly to the ground and made no sound.

"ah?"

Li Shangen screamed and covered his mouth in time. He looked around and saw that there were no pedestrians around, so he felt relieved.

But he is still a little broken. As a monkey, can you not have such a sense of justice?

These gangsters didn't expect Ding Zheng's appearance at all.

Moreover, Ding Zheng was wearing simple clothes and some makeup, so they didn't recognize him and were all frightened.

One of the gangsters was about to bring up the name of the Pier Gang and wanted Ding Zheng to mind his own business.

But Ding Zheng didn't want to hear him beep at all and rushed forward directly.

Black tiger pounces!

The gangster held up the wooden stick and tried to resist, but as soon as he made contact, he was pinned down by Ding Zheng's huge strength.

In the past half month, Ding Zheng had saved almost no money. Except for tuition and medical expenses, all the rest was used to buy various meats and vegetables to supplement his nutrition.

Although the animals and plants on Skull Island are more nutritious, nothing in this world can compare.

But Ding Zheng was willing to spend money and eat a lot, and his strong digestive system could support it.

In half a month, my height and weight have increased significantly, and my strength, which was not weak at all, has become stronger.

There is no pressure to defeat these unlearned gangsters.

"Help me!" The gangster who was suppressed by Ding Zheng shouted, but Ding Zheng stretched out his right hand and aimed a sharp claw at his chest.

Black Tiger takes out his heart!

Hiss!

The clothes were torn off with some flesh and blood, and the scene suddenly became bloody.

The gangster screamed loudly and fell to the ground.

His ribs were directly broken by Ding Zheng's blow.

This black tiger's heart-piercing Ding Zheng can actually stab his opponent's chest directly, but the risk of killing someone in broad daylight at this time is still too high.

So Ding Zheng used a little more force in each blow.

At this moment, another gangster rushed up from the front and hit him on the head.

Ding Zheng turned his head and the stick fell to his shoulder.

Snapped!

Makes a muffled sound.

But Ding Zheng acted like nothing was wrong and pushed his knee against the gangster's crotch on the ground.

Then he carried the stick and pounced forward, but was dodged by the oncoming gangster.

But Ding Zheng turned around in the air and grabbed the opponent's face with his very flexible feet. His nails tore off a large piece of flesh with great force.

Black Tiger flicks its tail!

Two more gangsters lost their fighting power and screamed on the ground.

Ding Zheng's shoulders were only slightly numb.

Before being hit, it mobilized the inner energy of the boy's skill to prepare a defense.

Almost all the force of the stick blow is borne and digested by the internal energy.

Ding Zheng appeared and killed the two gangsters directly.

Not only did he avenge the last time, he also let Ding Zheng know his worth.

The number of martial arts practitioners today is very small, and a large number of secret books have been destroyed and disappeared during the historical inheritance, and there is no clear grade system.

After all, there are too many factors to consider in a battle between warriors. Victory or defeat may depend on one move, a puddle of mud under your feet, or even a dazzling ray of sunlight.

Therefore, in order to easily distinguish the strength of today's warriors, most of them rely on how many ordinary strong men they can deal with at the same time.

If you fight ten at a time, you are called ten enemies.

One hundred is a hundred enemies.

And so on.

These titles are generally placed in nicknames. Although they are not accurate, they do have some reference value.

Yan Zhendong is undoubtedly the enemy of a hundred people.

Huang Feihong is one point stronger than him.

As for Ding Zheng, he has only been practicing martial arts for a few months now.

But with his extraordinary talent, he now has the strength to be the enemy of ten people, or even higher.

This old man was even worse. He was suppressed by six people and couldn't hold his head up, so he was only an enemy of five.

The other weaker ones are all included in the list of three-legged cats.

Ten enemies are just units of measurement of combat power in the late martial arts era. They mainly highlight a domineering aspect. The protagonist has not yet come into contact with the real level.


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