"Iron Turtle, your Grandpa Wang is here and you still haven't come out to kneel down!"
He was as light as a swallow. He stepped on the railing and jumped down into the field. Several people who were relatively close were knocked away by him.
"The Raging Lion King Pass?!"
The leader of the Tiehe Gang who spoke before looked ugly.
"Since you refuse to come out, then your Grandpa Wang will kill you until you come out."
The rugged man was obviously not a reasonable person, and he didn't make any moves. He reached the stage with a slight flicker of his figure, and several small bosses on the stage were approached by him before they could react.
"you dare!"
A roar came from behind, the sound was as loud as thunder, and Wu Chong was so shocked that stars appeared in his eyes. However, the Furious Lion King Tong was obviously not a simple thing, and it was not affected at all, and the movements under his hands were even more decisive and ruthless.
Hot. I saw him punching through the chest of the little leader who was talking before. He exerted force with both hands and heard a "tear" sound. A living person was torn in half by him.
Bang!
Half of the corpse flew over from the stage and landed at Wu Chong's feet.
Wu Chong was stunned when he saw this scene.
Dead...dead?
Justifiable killing?
No one cares?
Where are the yamen? Where are the six gates? Where is the court!
Wu Chong's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he suddenly felt that leaving was not a good idea. It was clear that this world was not as easy to mess with as written in time-travel novels. Killings were done openly and internally, and the aftermath was flying around. It obviously had nothing to do with the dynasties in history.
It was too dangerous to live in such a world where people were killed casually. Looking at the few people injured by the aftermath, he quickly gave up the idea of leaving. At the very least, he had the ability to protect himself.
I had no plans to leave the Tiehe Gang before.
"court death!"
The person who made the sound before flew out from inside and struck out with a palm.
"Haha, good time!"
Wang Tong was not afraid and raised his palms to meet him. The two palms collided hard together, making a muffled sound.
The remaining members of the Tiehe Gang who were still unconscious fled for their lives. Wu Chong was among the crowd and quickly left the center of the battle...
Three days later.
After Wu Chong figured out this world, he completely gave up the idea of escaping from the Tiehe Gang. This world was not from any dynasty he knew, and it might even no longer exist on Earth. The environment here was also very chaotic, and the court
Weak, gangs have grown, and various martial arts masters are constantly fighting for rankings. The battle that took place in the Tiehe Gang three days ago is a microcosm of the fighting in the world. This was even in a large and powerful gang like the Tiehe Gang.
Inside, other places are even more chaotic than here. Every three days there is a small fight, every five days there is a big fight, and people die every day.
With Wu Chong's current strength, he would never survive more than three days after leaving the Tiehe Gang.
Unless he can kneel down when he sees someone and kowtow when he sees someone.
Live as humble as the people at the bottom of this world, otherwise, it is better to just stay in the Iron River Gang.
"What are the people in the court doing?"
Wu Chong squatted at the door of the house. He looked at the moon outside and couldn't figure out what was going on in the world. What about the administrative agencies? What about the violent agencies? Why were they suppressed by gangs? This result made Ben
Wu Chong, who planned to become a prince of Xiaoyao Dangdang, was greatly disappointed. He really didn't like the days of swords and swords, it was too dangerous, and he would be chopped up accidentally.
"The imperial court? Their supreme emperor was killed by the city lord of Baiyun City last month. The emperor didn't even dare to fart." Xu Daniu looked contemptuous. This guy was a member of the gang who was assigned to the same room as Wu Chong.
He is a little stronger than Wu Chong. He has practiced the Crop Hand Style for two years and has some strength, but he is a bit confused and has a one-sided mind.
"Where's the army?"
"The army is nothing. The bigger gangs, if they don't number more than 100,000, just a few of them will be more numerous than the imperial army. Moreover, all of them are good at martial arts. The imperial court is the younger brother to the gangs!"
Although I knew that the imperial court was weak, I didn't expect it to be so weak. It is estimated that for those martial arts masters, the palace is just like the public vegetable garden. They can go and leave whenever they want.
"So joining a gang is the right thing to do. Only in a gang can we have enough to eat!"
Daniel's biggest ideal is to have enough food, and he joined the gang for this purpose. In his opinion, the best place is where he can have enough food.
Wu Chong sighed and gave up chatting with this guy. His IQ was too far behind.
The job assigned to Wu Chong and Daniu by the Tiehe Gang was to chop firewood. There was endless firewood to chop. This job was not easy, but it was better than cleaning toilets. There were hundreds of people walking up and down the mountain, and there were many people in the big pit.
You can imagine how miserable the cleaning task was. The few outer disciples who were assigned to clean the toilets were smelly from head to toe.
After the initial uneasiness, Wu Chong slowly calmed down.
He began to adapt to life in this world, and slowly his heart sank. He chopped firewood diligently like other Tiehe Gang members, and no longer thought about escaping. This is the same in any unfamiliar environment, and the environment will never change.
To adapt to people, only people have to adapt to the environment. If they cannot, they will be eliminated by the environment.
At night.
Wu Chong was lying on the bed, and Daniel next to him was already snoring.
"Finally something has changed!"
The virtual interface emerged. The previously empty panel finally changed after he had been chopping firewood for three months, and there was an extra horizontal bar on it.
Splitting wood (not yet started).
This place is the skill bar he designed before.
Since this split material appears here, it means that this thing has been recognized by the panel as a skill.
After saving experience points for three months, I finally have a place to use them.
strengthen!
Like many online games, experience is used to upgrade, and skill upgrades also use experience!
Wu Chong thought, and the plus sign on the interface flickered slightly, and most of the experience points accumulated in three months of breathing were instantly drained. Without the skill of breathing, the energy accumulated is really pitiful.
Chopping wood (not yet started) has been changed to chopping wood (beginner).
A miscellaneous memory appeared in his mind.
Wu Chong had never imagined that a simple chopping of firewood could hide so much knowledge about the techniques of chopping firewood, force exertion techniques, breathing rate, etc. It was just like killing a cow, Cook Ding, butchering a cow.
Killing is an art, it is quick and clear, but other butchers are much slower. It takes a lot of effort to kill a cow. This is the difference in skills.
Thinking of this, Wu Chong walked to a black wooden pier. This was the firewood that he had not chopped during the day. He stopped in front of the wooden pier and raised the ax with his left hand. In an instant, the firewood in Wu Chong's eyes became extremely clear, and every grain of the wood became clear.
Everything appeared clearly in his mind, and his breathing rate became more stable.
Click!
During the day, he split the wooden block that had not been moved by more than a dozen axes. He easily split it open with one hand. When the ax fell, it did not encounter any resistance. It was as if it had been hit on tofu.
Extremely easy.
"Chopping firewood at night, Angkor is more honest than me."
Daniel was awakened by the sound of chopping firewood, muttered something, turned over and went back to sleep.
Wu Chong ignored him, his eyes became extremely bright.
Just chopping wood can enhance this effect, but what about martial arts?
Does this mean that he can use Iron Cloth Shirt to become a mighty dragon? Can he use the breathing skills to become an ascending Taoist method?
Thinking of this, his heart that had calmed down began to beat wildly again. He would never be willing to stay in a small gang and chop firewood for the rest of his life. After a few more tests, Wu Chong did not continue after confirming the strengthening effect.