Chapter 354 353 Sister Pomegranate: This person’s boxing skills are not inferior to mine
Chapter 354 353. Sister Pomegranate: This person’s boxing skills are not inferior to mine!
"Boss Turner, you are so majestic today! You really killed the arrogance of these Transians."
After the boxing match, the mysterious winter wolf monk Turner put on his hood again and was guided by members of the Blood Rat Gang to a secret stronghold in the sewers.
This is the rest place Dorothy specially prepared for him, the "favorite" to win the championship.
Because of Turner's outstanding performance today, Maxim also believed that he had passed the "selection" and could temporarily escape his status as a prisoner and freely choose how to start a new life in Transia.
This can definitely be regarded as a realistic template of "one person can achieve enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven", because of Turner's outstanding performance alone, the small group of rebels and soldiers around him also received preferential treatment from the Blood Rat Gang.
Of course, this is not just the benefit that Turner has earned for his younger brothers.
As a former captain of the Winter Wolves, although Turner has experienced some things that changed his life and destiny, he also has standards for choosing his "little brother".
He doesn't want anyone, and the worst consequences for a real scumbag who dares to approach him casually is to have their bones broken.
Although the guys who were welcoming his victorious return were all "rebels" in name, Turner actually knew that these guys were actually just "victims" of internal fighting among military factions.
They have never betrayed their country.
Just because her superiors failed in the factional struggle, she was implicated and deprived of her military status, and was thrown to a construction site in the wilderness to build the railway that had "swallowed" too many lives. The reforms carried out by the wolf girl in the country will touch her heart.
The interests of many people then led to stronger backlash. Against the background of this changing situation, these brave soldiers who came from civilian backgrounds were simply unable to control their own destiny.
As for the label "soldier", I really can't explain it too much.
Nordtov's domestic military reform is far from complete, and for an old-style army, the measure of military discipline is always quite magical.
Turner was surrounded by people and walked into this sewer stronghold which was not spacious but was very clean. The attentive boys immediately brought chairs and propped up the table, and cut up the steaming hot porridge with dried frozen fish and a few pieces.
He brought some dried meat and fruits to the boss, and then left in a wise manner.
Only one or two people were left to accompany the boss.
They all know that Boss Turner is a capable person and he usually doesn't like to communicate with others.
Turner had become accustomed to the enthusiasm of his younger brothers. The journey from the wilderness to Transia with them also made him no longer resist their pursuit, and he began to eat silently as usual.
The two guys standing next to him, one tall and one short, who were full of rough vibes, were actually the real backbone of this small group.
"How was your discussion with the Blood Rat Gang?"
After Turner took a few mouthfuls of porridge, he picked up the fruit, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and asked casually.
He actually doesn't care about this issue.
But the hard work of these guys along the way made him want to repay this kind of purposeful kindness. Faced with Turner's inquiry, the tall rebel leader Sharif answered with unconcealable joy:
"Thanks to you, boss, the Blood Rat Gang is very polite to us. Their leader, 'Razor' Dorothy, met with Zach and I in person. As you expected, they are short of people now, so I hope we can join
The conditions offered by the Blood Rat Gang are very generous."
"It's not just me."
Turner smiled.
After learning that his partners along the way would have a good future, he was relieved. Although he only used these guys as "props" to hide his identity, after all, they were all men from the army, and he couldn't do it either.
Throw it away when finished.
"You also performed quite well in other games today. When I first came back, I looked at the records. Zach won seven games, and the other brothers also defeated their opponents. Even without me, the Blood Rat Gang can do it.
See your value.
We also asked about it in Bataxin. The Blood Rat Gang is an organization that serves the Blood Vulture Clan. If you join them, it will be equivalent to establishing a foothold in Transia.
A new life is just around the corner.
But what happens after that is up to you."
He finished the fruit in a few mouthfuls and threw the dried meat into the porridge and devoured it.
As a monk, eating meat is not a commandment, and his appetite is also very good, which is fully worthy of his power.
Sharif and Zach looked at each other. After patiently waiting for the boss to finish his meal, the tall Sharif spoke:
"Boss, we don't expect you to stay with us forever. Although you never said much about the reason why you came to Transia along the way, everyone believes that you must be here for business.
Along the way, it was said that we were helping you hide your identity, but in fact you were the one taking care of us.
Without the protection of you and other masters, those of us who are in trouble would not even be able to get out of the wilderness. Although we have no ability and cannot be of great help to you, if you need it again in the future, just say a word.
, Brothers are absolutely willing to follow you up mountains of swords and seas of fire."
"right."
Zach, who is not very good at language arts, also chimed in:
"Actually, our original intention was not to join the Blood Rat Gang. If you are willing to continue to lead us, we don't have to bow to the Transians."
Upon hearing this, Turner, who was taking the last mouthful of porridge, suddenly stopped.
A trace of pain and helplessness flashed through his weathered eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he took out a badge with knife marks from his arms and placed it in front of Sharif and Zach.
The two former sergeants were in awe when they saw this thing. They both recognized it as the badge of the elite reconnaissance force of the Winter Wolf Legion.
"Someone said the same thing to me last time."
Turner stretched out his hand and touched the scarred military emblem, and said hoarsely:
"I made a promise to those good men who were willing to follow me. I declared that I would lead them to do a real career, to devote themselves to the motherland and gain glory. However, less than seven days after I swore the oath,
All my brothers died there.
Ah, I still can't forget the scene when I was carried out of the pile of dead people by Master Yuri.
I still can't forget how important that shameful failure cost us.
Sharif, and Zach.
I cannot respond to your expectations because I have not yet paid off the heavy responsibility entrusted to me by those who once trusted me. Until that burden is lifted, I am just a person burdened with debt and must go on the road alone.
The god of the north wind guided me to Transia. What I seek is here. I can't involve other people.
This is a terrible death vortex!
I have to do this alone.
If you believe me, then stay as far away from me as possible from now on, and live your hard-earned second life.
Never participate in those high-level games again. You may not be able to return to your hometown, but the future of Transia is not yet determined.
This place full of threats may also become a place of hope and a pure land."
Turner smiled bitterly.
He put away the military emblem, patted Sharif and Zach on the shoulders, and said:
"If fate is kind to you, we will meet again eventually."
Turner's words have reached this point. Even though Sharif and Zach are both rough men, they can tell from the boss's bitter face and his vicissitudes of tone that their boss must have encountered something unspeakable in the past.
Horrible experience.
Those heavy pasts were so terrible that Turner, who had escaped from death and had strange beliefs, still had a terrible hole in his soul.
Faced with this situation, they were unable to say any words of comfort. They could only pat the boss on the shoulder and leave in silence.
In the deep room of this sewer stronghold, in the darkness with only one person, Turner took out the Wolf Fang Holy Emblem that he had carried since childhood, put it in his hand, and silently recited the instructions of the God of the North Wind.
In his mind, he was calmly reviewing his current situation.
He knew he had to be ready.
Because his goal is here.
He wants to get close to Murphy
As long as you get close enough to him, you can find those thieves!
dusk!
Damn the Twilight Cultists, they're here!
I can even smell the rotten stench of the doomsdayists. What I have lost because of them, I must get back with my own hands and fists!
The God of the North Wind has given a warning, and the enemies of the country and the family dare not forget it, and those thieves must pay with their blood!——
"I asked you, why are you so useless? You were knocked down without even a few moves?"
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Niu Niu was still in the dormitory, feeling uncomfortable and unable to sleep, and was being comforted by three roommates by drinking wine. His sister's phone call came to him.
"Why aren't you online? Are you crying offline?"
Sister Pomegranate sometimes speaks in a very venomous manner, which caused Niu Niu, who was a little tipsy, to immediately retort:
"Who cries? Dogs cry!
My character's "coma" shows that it won't go out, and it will take twenty minutes to reconnect. That bastard must have used some secret monk technique to lock the character's spiritual energy flow. It should be an advanced
control skills.
Anyway, I asked Brother Fa on the forum, and this is what he explained."
"Oh, that's good. I thought you were psychologically traumatized by others. The children of our Lao Niu family cannot be so fragile."
Sister Pomegranate said over there:
"Come to me once you're online and I'll take you to find a venue!"
"???"
Niu Niu asked with wide eyes:
"What the hell are you going to do? Can't the boxing match continue until tomorrow? And with so many people participating, it's not difficult for you to meet him during the match. Are you planning to block the door? Isn't this against the rules?"
"Stop talking nonsense, come if you are asked."
Sister Shiliu hung up the phone after saying a few words. The other three brothers in the dormitory, Khaki, Laoyou and Daxihu, all stared at each other when they heard the voice on the phone.
Kachitoni took a sip of wine and whispered:
"Sister Pomegranate usually abuses you in all kinds of ways, but she is always the first to stand up for you when something happens. Your brother-sister relationship is so good, right? It's really enviable."
"fart!"
Niu Niu sat back at the table unhappily, curled his lips and said:
"She is domineering!
I have been used to being domineering since I was a child. She is only allowed to bully me and no one else is allowed to find trouble.
When I was in high school, I was bullied by gangsters from outside the school. She was an official athlete and she even brought me to wear that guy's sack. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have almost maimed that guy in the alley.
Let me tell you, it will hurt you to have such a sister who is like a demon king.
I'm scared to think about what she did when she went crazy.
But grandpa still always spoils her, saying that in the future, the family will have to rely on my sister’s momentum to carry the flag, and I will give her a kick, old feudalism, what era is this?"
"Well, every time I hear you talk about your family's affairs, it's like listening to a martial arts novel."
The shrimp catcher raised a glass and walked away with Niu Niu. After a long breath, he complained:
"This means entering the game and seeing with your own eyes that both your siblings are skilled in martial arts. Otherwise, who would believe it? Niu Niu, tell me honestly, if you fight with a teacher in school who specializes in teaching this, what are your chances of winning?
"
"Are you playing for real or just for fun?"
Niu Niu, who was already seventy percent drunk, had no words left in his mouth and asked with a smile. Laoyou came over holding the wine glass and said:
"How do you say it's true? What do you mean it's just for fun?"
"If you really want to knock him down with one move, if you are just playing, you can go through more than ten rounds."
Niu Niu snorted, casually grabbed three walnuts on the table and put them in his hands. There was no sound of clicking with his fingers, and the three walnuts shattered in his hands at the same time.
"I'm not bragging to you. My grandfather is over seventy this year. It's not a problem to hit four or five of us with a white wax pole. A flick on my hand tendon can make me paralyzed for most of the day. We in Cangzhou
There are still a lot of things passed down.
But, I don’t know if my sister is really good or not. After the sacking, my grandfather kicked her out of the house and held her until she won the championship for the first time when she was 25 years old and then let her go home for the New Year.
Since then, she hasn't really had sex with anyone for many years, and her temper has become much softer.
Alas, my sister is actually very stubborn. She loves this damn game. You haven't seen how happy she is when she opens the head of a jackal with her bare hands.
That is a natural tigress.
It's a pity that they are trapped in a cage here, just like a tiger lying on a barren hill."
Niu Niu gave himself another sip, breathed a sigh of relief, grinned a strange smile and said:
"The same goes for that cat guy from the Soldier Group. He looks very civilized, but if you have seen his aura with a sword, you will know that people like them are born to go to Transia to make a living. They are born in this era.
It's a pity for them.
Forget it, stop bragging.
Walk!
Brothers, please enter the game to see if my sister can avenge me. Bah, I didn’t show any of my abilities, so I was knocked unconscious by that piece of shit.
This time it was really embarrassing.
If my grandpa found out about this, he would be so angry that he would faint. How could the Niu family and others have suffered such injustice?"
On the other side, the sewer base.
Sister Pomegranate stood in the dim room and raised her fists forward, then moved her shoulders and stabilized her stance while her body was drooping. Turner on the opposite side blinked.
He had never seen such a strange martial art, but based on the feeling that it should be a Sanda sect technique, he simply used the basic Swift Wind Fist to deal with it again, but the feelings of both sides as soon as they got started made Lord "Iron Fist" frown.
The pressure this lady gave him was different from that of the novice before. She had the aura of a tiger in front, baring its teeth and claws.
He commented that Niuniu's fists had no faith.
However, the girl in front of him had obviously reached another level in terms of skills, which Turner had to take seriously, so he dodged away from Pomegranate's wide-opening and closing attacks, and after taking a breath, his clenched fists clasped into animal claws, and the whole body
A cold spiritual entanglement emerges.
The hunting aura belonging to the classic style of the Winter Wolf Monk was activated, and then he stepped forward and completely interrupted Sister Pomegranate's attack momentum with only five attacks, and was suppressed throughout the process.
The perfect coordination of psychic energy and monk's energy made every punch and kick carry a huge amount of power. In the end, Sister Shiliu couldn't even defend herself. One punch broke her defense, leaving her middle door wide open, and she was hit again by another punch.
The door in the middle collapsed to the ground.
Fortunately, monks who keep the precepts do not hurt anyone.
The punch had lost 90% of its force before it hit.
Turner stood up with his fists closed, looking at Sister Pomegranate gasping for breath at his feet with a look of regret on his face, he said hoarsely:
"The muscles and bones have been opened, and the aura has begun to take shape. Unfortunately, I have not yet understood the 'qi' that is very important to a monk. I can still teach you before you receive the midnight blessing. But you have escaped into the night, and the winter wolf
The Tao no longer serves you.
Go find the inheritance of the Shadow Sect.
You will definitely become the best shadow warrior in Transia, I am sure of this."
"Where is the Shadow Sect?"
Sister Pomegranate lost the fight.
But she was not disappointed. Instead, her eyes lit up because she saw the true inheritance of warrior monks in this continent. She struggled to get up and asked.
Turner shook his head and said:
"I don't know. The Church of the Winter Wolf belongs to the inheritance of the Four Symbols Sect and the Sanda Sect. We and the Shadow Sect have always been on the same page, but the Thieves Guild may have a way. In fact, the Sword Saint Sect is also very suitable for you, raising a family to protect the country and run the family.
Sharpness, cultivate the courage to kill without any return.
It is a pity that the essence of that kind of inheritance is currently only available in the ancient kingdom of Kalum, and their state-holding monks never leave the eastern border."
"Can you demonstrate to me the power characteristics of the Shadow Sect?"
Sister Pomegranate asked in a weak tone:
"I want to see in advance the path I will take in the future."
"I'm not a Kagemusha or a ninja master."
Turner was a little confused by this request.
But seeing the bright eyes of the girl in front of him, he shrugged, took a deep breath, and simulated the skills of a shadow warrior, sneaking in and out of the way, and landed behind the pomegranate. The female player immediately hit her with her elbow and was killed by Tenager.
The moment he blocked it, his other hand struck forward like lightning.
"boom"
Sister Pomegranate immediately passed out.
Turner retracted his finger and said softly:
"Shadow Step, Ingenuity Slash and Throat Cutting Hand, I only know these three. I hope you can learn them, young monk."
