While he was playing mahjong, he heard someone rushing in from outside. Chen Zishen was sitting with his back to the door. He only heard the rapid footsteps but didn't pay attention. After all, it was broad daylight and he didn't need to worry.
What.
Dalong was sitting facing the door, and at a glance he saw four or five guys with steel pipes rushing in from outside.
"What are you doing?... Be careful, Brother Shen!..." Dalong shouted.
As soon as Chen Zishen turned around, he saw a guy at the front hitting him with a steel pipe. He couldn't dodge, so he had to risk his life, even after nearly twenty days of hard training in qigong and martial arts.
Do you know if it has any effect?
He raised his hands, his left arm stretched horizontally to hold the steel pipe, and the five fingers of his right hand were stretched out to grab the steel pipe. He used both hands to exert force, and both hands had to be strong.
It should be said that he was still very scared. After all, this was the first time he used the magical skills taught by the old beggar. If the old beggar was a liar, then he would be in trouble, and his left arm would definitely be broken.
He tried to concentrate as much as possible and concentrated all his strength on his left arm to block the impact and damage of the steel pipe on his bones and tendons.
Maybe it was because the speed of laying down the steel pipe was too fast. Although he was able to stay calm in the face of danger, after all, the only skill in the world is fast. The opponent was too fast and there was nothing he could do. His right hand missed.
The steel pipe suddenly hit his left arm, and he felt a faint panic in his heart. He hoped that the magical skills taught by the old beggar were real and that his arm would not be broken.
To be honest, if he hadn't learned the old beggar's magical skills, he wouldn't have caught the thief alone in the middle of the night, nor would he have gotten into trouble. He might still be the good student who had to endure everything before.
It is said that strong strength makes people bold and dare to do something.
Chen Zishen's pupils widened. He seemed to be sure that his arm was going to be disabled. Although he had learned the so-called magical skills and his self-confidence was much higher than before, he had always been a clear-headed child and knew that a steel pipe would come down.
, everyone was going to be crippled, and he began to doubt the so-called magical power.
Except for the burning pain of skin abrasion, Chen Zishen didn't feel any other pain. He looked intently at the beating place and realized that it was winter. He couldn't see anything on his arm, only that his clothes were scratched.
There is a little bit of fur, but there seems to be no problem with the bones.
He moved his arm, and it still felt intact. He was extremely happy in his heart. He was convinced that the old beggar's magic power was indeed real. His self-confidence began to expand infinitely. The people around him also opened their eyes wide and couldn't believe it.
With all this happening in front of me, could it be that the steel pipe is made of plastic, or that guy is powerless?
"Fuck you..." Chen Zishen yelled and punched the guy's head hard. The guy was stunned by Chen Zishen's magical power at this time. He was beaten with an iron rod and was still unharmed.
,Can that guy not be shocked?
Chen Zishen then gave the guy a few more angry Scud missiles.
"Ah!...Ah..." The guy finally fell to the ground in pain after being ravaged by Qigong.
Fortunately, Chen Zishen had no interest in whipping corpses, otherwise that guy would have turned into human flesh. At that time, he was holding a bench, trampling on the enemy's corpse, and rushed towards the demos holding steel pipes in front of him.
Although Chen Zishen used Qigong to block the strong attack of the steel pipe, he is a normal person after all. He knows that people are made of flesh and blood, and he cannot just use his body to fight against steel. Even if Qigong is really that powerful, he can withstand many people's attacks.
He couldn't use beating easily. What if he was accidentally beaten and crippled? So, at that time, he was still clear-headed and launched a counterattack against the enemy with a strong bench.
The four or five young men holding steel pipes who looked like gangsters had been stunned for a long time. They were even useless people who had lost their fighting ability. Now they were nothing more than fish, and Chen Zishen thought that Daozu was useless.
Several buddies who were playing mahjong were so impressed when they saw how good Chen Zishen was. They immediately followed Chen Zishen and held the bench. One of them even picked up the steel pipe of the crippled guy, kicked him by the way, and then followed Chen Zishen.
He killed some gangsters.
Although the thugs were coming with great force, they had already abandoned their armor and were completely defeated. Chen Zishen chased him all the way, with a large army chasing him. The thugs were not mentally strong, so naturally they couldn't hold on for long. In the end, the thugs couldn't run anymore.
They all lay limp on the ground like dead dogs, waiting to be slaughtered by Chen Zishen's group of people.
"Spare your life...spare your life, uncle...I really won't dare to do it next time." Several gangsters lay on the ground and begged.
"That's almost enough, let's go..." Chen Zishen said to everyone.
He was not a vengeful person to begin with, not to mention that he had to pay with his life after beating someone to death. Although he is becoming more and more like a social person now, because his nature is not bad, and he still has a bit of a scholar's complex in his heart,
So it can't be cruel.
"Hey, I need to ask them who sent them and why they beat you." Dalong reminded kindly from the side.
"No need, I know. I have always been a good student before. There is no way I could mess with anyone. It must be him. I know it without asking." Chen Zishen said calmly.
"Oh, it's good to know that, but don't let others trick you. You have to be more careful in the future." Dalong reminded kindly.
"Haha... It's not so easy to get punished. I'm not a gangster who harms people every day. I don't harm others, so why should others plot against me every day? I'm almost the one who refuses to repent. If I had known, I would have beaten him that night.
He has become a cripple." Chen Zishen said angrily.
"Who is that person?" the mahjong player asked curiously.
Chen Zishen lit a cigarette and threw one to each of the others. He waved his hand and said: "It has nothing to do with you. It's useless to say it. It's better to do less than to do more. Let's continue playing cards for a while. Who wins today?"
Anyway, who’s treating me?"
"Haha... Of course, I didn't expect Brother Shen to be so secretive. I used to treat you like a book..." A mahjong friend said with a smile.
"Hey, Brother Shen, how did you block that steel pipe just now? Let me take a look and your arm was fine. Then I didn't believe it anymore. I picked up the steel pipe and found that it was made of genuine steel."
As the mahjong player said, he came up and touched Chen Zishen's arm.
Chen Zishen pulled up his sleeves and took a closer look, only to find that there were only purple-red traces of skin abrasions and no other problems.
He thought: The magic skill taught by the old beggar is indeed effective, but he should do it less in fights. How can a flesh and blood body always fight against hard things, not to mention the skin is always bruised, so in the end, it will be completely bruised.
.Be calm, calm, and don't have unlimited self-confidence and think that you can do anything. The old beggar reminded you not to be too arrogant, otherwise you will be hacked to death with a kitchen knife no matter how good your skills are.
"Awesome, awesome..." the mahjong players and spectators on the side said in admiration.
"You have to worship your eldest brother. You will all be called Brother Shen from now on. We will just follow Brother Shen all the time. Hey, Brother Shen, there is no need to read or write books. With your ability, you can lead us
These brothers, if they go to the county town and hang out for a few years, they will naturally be able to make a name for themselves in the world. Then they will have whatever they want, so why do they still play mahjong every day? Haha..." several guys cheered together.
After all, Chen Zishen is an educated person. His values, outlook on life, and world view are completely different from theirs. How many years ago did he talk about being a mixed society and conquering the world? Can he still solve anything with his fists now?
No matter how cruel you are, others can kill you with one shot.
Besides, Chen Zishen has no interest in mixed society now, and he has no idea about the life he wants. The life of subsistence and clothing is actually pretty good now. In this society, if you don't want to be a peaceful and kind citizen, at least you can't do anything harmful to society.
Chen Zishen smiled and said: "No, no, no, I have to go to school to go to college, so don't lead me astray. You can go and have fun on your own."
A few guys joked: "Brother Shen looks down on us illiterate people who don't study! Haha..."
"If you look down on me, I will still be sick and play cards with you every day. It's just that there are many ways to 'hang out'. You can have a good time, or you can have a mess. All I want to do now is study, so don't drag me into trouble."
After playing cards, Chen Zishen, because his skills are getting better and better, and his momentum is getting stronger, he didn't lose money today, but he didn't win either. In the end, everyone went to a restaurant to eat and drink while talking and laughing.
If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the breakdown next time.