The clouds cleared and Huang Shang slowly fell to the ground.

The center of the explosion had turned into the shape of a crater. On the edge of the crater, the old beggar was curled up on the ground in a bloody state, motionless.

Those who didn't know thought he was dead, but Huang Shang discovered from his breath that his condition was not bad. Although there were some skin injuries, there was no danger to his life.

The old beggar hurriedly got up to dodge as the Yang Finger shot at him. As his energy and blood surged, the blood on his body surged: "Asshole! Do you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

Looking at the old beggar who turned into a bloody man, Huang Shang said: "Hand over the Wuxiang Divine Art and I will spare your life."

"Want to have the magic power of Wuxiang? Dreaming!" The old beggar tapped several acupuncture points on his body to stop the bleeding, and then... turned around and ran away.

This little monster is too scary. Leave here and never come back again.

"...still want to run?"

Huang Shang flew high into the sky, a grenade appeared in his hand, and he threw it in the direction of the old beggar's escape.

boom--

The old beggar dodged, but the air waves, gravel, and iron pieces brought up by the explosion hit him, causing him to start bleeding again.

Huang Shang had no intention of stopping, and threw five grenades in succession. The old beggar finally stopped running: "Boy, please be merciful, I will teach you the Wuxiang Magic Kung Fu!"

Huang Shang landed on the ground and took out a charm: "You swear."

"..."

Come again!?

The old beggar swore with great grief and anger, and sat down on the ground: "Ouch! My old arms and legs!"

Huang Shang cast a pain-relieving spell and a bleeding-stopping spell on him, and said, "Where is the phaseless magical skill?"

"How can I write down my unsaid secrets on paper?" The old beggar pointed to his head: "They are all here!"

Huang Shang took out his mobile phone and turned on the video recording function: "Back."

"What is this?" The old beggar looked curious.

"back!"

"……snort!"

The old beggar recited the secret of the Wuxiang Magic Skill word for word, and also explained the details of the practice for half an hour.

The old beggar said: "I have said everything that needs to be said, is that all right?"

"Um."

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the recorded video, Huang Shang put his phone away and asked: "How many masters are there in the world?"

"For you, there is none." The old beggar snorted coldly. Although he didn't want to admit it, Huang Shang was too strong.

He always thought that it was his carelessness that led to his defeat to Huang Shang last time, but now it seems that it was Huang Shang who did not adapt to his style of play for the first time and suffered a hidden loss. After three months of adaptation and preparation,

The result is the other way around.

"It seems you didn't lie."

Huang Shang took out a new piece of clothing and put it on, saying, "I still can't understand why you want to kill me?"

"..." The old beggar pondered for a moment and said, "Can I not say anything?"

"Okay." Huang Shang took out a pistol.

"Hey hey hey!!! I said, I said!"

The old beggar was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and said, "But you have to swear that you won't kill me if I tell you."

Huang Shang took out a talisman: "I swear, as long as you tell the secret of killing me, I will not kill you."

Seeing that the talisman burned and disappeared, the old beggar breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Actually, it's nothing, I just don't want to see anyone stronger than me in the world... You said you wouldn't kill me."

Huang Shang suppressed his anger and put down the gun and said: "You sell secret books everywhere. I thought you were a broad-minded person. It turned out that I was wrong."

"Ahem, after all, they are all second-level martial arts, and even a martial arts prodigy cannot succeed in practicing if he doesn't open up the Ren and Du channels, so I'm being generous."

Huang Shang had sworn not to kill him anyway, so he simply poured out all the secrets. Little did he know that his persona in Huang Shang's heart instantly collapsed.

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person." Huang Shang was disappointed.

"What do you mean by 'I am this kind of person'?" The old beggar disagreed: "No one is better than me, so I can live freely. Otherwise, there is someone stronger than me above me all day long. What if I fall into his hands?"

What to do? In this troubled world, human life is like a piece of grass. I just want to live."

"..."

Huang Shang took a deep look at him and asked: "Is that Yang Xiao also a famous master in the world?"

"Yang Xiao, the envoy of Guangming Zuo, used to be good when the Mingjiao was there. He had thick hair and was suave. Since the decline of the Mingjiao, he has become the ghost he is now." The old beggar said.

"..."

What a great ambassador of light, Yang Xiao. I never expected that Yang Xiao would be gloriously bald when he reached middle age.

"How strong is he?"

"It's just so so!" said the old beggar: "It's almost the same as Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu hiding in the Pig Cage Walled City."

Huang Shang looked at him: "How did you know?"

"I have lived for too long and know a lot." The old beggar clasped his feet and said, "There are few masters in the world that I don't know."

Huang Shang thought for a moment and asked, "How about Fire Cloud Evil God?"

"So-so." The old beggar said: "If the Asing who is with you has access to Ren and Du's second line, it will not be difficult to defeat him."

"Even the invincible ultimate murderer is not taken seriously by you. It seems that your status in the world is very high." Huang Shangyi pointed out.

"That's not true." The old beggar shook his head: "I haven't participated in the affairs of the world for many years. There are very few people in the world who know about me. Even if they do, they are probably in their late teens and 80s, and they don't have a few more years to live."

"You are indeed very old." Huang Shang felt the vitality of his life and said, "Can the martial arts you practice extend your life?"

"Hehe." The old beggar smiled and said nothing.

Huang Shang opened the safety catch.

"Hey, hey, hey! I have something to say, I have something to say!" The old beggar was about to cry but had no tears: "Yes, practicing the formless magic can take over the creation of heaven and earth, and extend your life for thousands of years without dying."

Oh!?

Isn't this similar to cultivating immortals?

Huang Shang pointed his gun at him again: "If you have any other magical secrets, bring them out."

Old beggar: "..."

Diseases enter through the mouth, and disasters come out of the mouth.

The old beggar hadn't met anyone better than him in too many years, so he never knew what to say, and the result was miserable.

After being tortured by Huang Shang for a day and a night, the drained old beggar's eyes were dull and he wandered away into the distance. Since then, he has not been seen in Shanghai again.

…

One year later, Pig Cage Walled City.

This morning, Ah Xing was playing football with the children outside the community when he saw three black cars driving over and parking in the square.

As soon as the car door opened, a dozen adult men in black suits came out.

The fat one in the lead wore a flaxen jazz hat on his head. His suit was open, revealing a white shirt underneath. The top two buttons of the shirt were open, revealing a pair of axes tattooed on his chest.

When Asing saw these people, he immediately thought of the Ax Gang.

Half a year ago, the Ax Gang annexed the Crocodile Gang and unified the underground world, thus becoming the only underground force in Shanghai. Coupled with the current weak government, the Ax Gang has become the controller of order in Shanghai. However, the gang relies on fighting and killing.

What kind of management capabilities do gang members who started out by killing people and collecting protection fees have? As a result, the social order in Shanghai has become increasingly chaotic.

As Huang Shang's life assistant, Ah Xing often went to the city to do business, so he knew how arrogant the Ax Gang was now. But the Ax Gang had been operating in the city and had never been to such a poor community in the suburbs. What happened today?

Could it be that the Ax Gang is finally extending its tentacles here?

Ah Xing felt nervous.

The leading brother ignored Ah Xing and led his men towards the Pig Cage Walled City.

Ah Xing knew something was wrong, so he followed them cautiously, observed the situation after they entered the Pig Cage Walled City, and immediately ran towards Huang Shang's house.

"Mr. Huang, something serious has happened!"

When he ran into Huang Shang's room, he saw Huang Shang sitting in the living room reading a book, and said anxiously: "The Ax Gang is here!"

"..."

Huang Shang closed the book, revealed the words "Tathagata Divine Palm" on the cover, and asked: "What are the people from the Ax Gang doing here?"

Ah Xing was stunned for a moment when he saw the cover of the book. Hearing this, he quickly replied: "I don't know, maybe I want to expand my territory and come here to collect protection money!"

At this moment, the two heard the sound of firecrackers. They looked out the window and saw an axe-shaped firework blooming in the sky, which was quite gorgeous.

"..."

Huang Shang stood up and said, "Go out and have a look."

"Mr. Huang, be careful." Ah Xing became increasingly nervous: "This is the contact signal from the Ax Gang. They are calling someone."

Seeing that he was too nervous, Huang Shang patted him on the shoulder: "Calm down."

Axing smiled bitterly: "I also want to calm down, but the people here are the Ax Gang! They kill without blinking an eye."

"It's just a small gang, but they really think they can cover the sky with one hand." Huang Shang clapped the Tathagata palm in his hand: "Let them know today what it means to cover the sky with one hand."
Chapter completed!