"Is this the human world? It's much more lively than heaven."
Xu Jia touched his nose mockingly, but unexpectedly his hand was stained with blood, which was sticky.
"Why am I bleeding? Who dares to hit me! I am the Hunyuan Golden Immortal who has practiced for three thousand years..."
"Xu Jia, have your brain been damaged? If you are a god, I will still be a fairy."
A young and beautiful girl hurried over, hurriedly wiping the blood on his face, and complained faintly: "How can you, with your small body, be Wang Dahu's opponent? He is a villain, he can tear your bones apart with three punches and two kicks.
Hurry up and sneak out the back door and go find the police, this bastard is relying on us."
The girl chirped and pushed Xu Jia out hard.
Xu Jia's soul finally merged with his body, and he recognized his new identity.
"Xu Jia, an orphan who grew up in a welfare home, reluctantly went to a ninth-rate medical college. He lost his job right after graduation and worked as an errand boy at Renxintang."
The beautiful and graceful young girl with rosy lips in front of me is Song Xiaoshu, the daughter of Song Xin, the boss of Renxintang.
Xu Jia had a splitting headache, and when he thought of the aggrieved place, he burst into tears.
"I miss you, Xu Jia, Taishang Laojun's chief alchemy boy, Daoyuan Jinxian who has been practicing for three thousand years, but I was knocked down from the heavenly palace by the Jade Emperor."
"Grandma, didn't I just sleep with Chang'e after drinking? It's none of your business, the Jade Emperor?"
"Old Jade Emperor, just wait, I will never let you go."
Xu Jia vented his anger, touched the blood on his face, and locked his eyes coldly on the arrogant Wang Dahu in front of him.
"This guy's eyes are white, his corners are mottled and broken, and the most terrible thing is that his complexion is so black that it shoots straight into the sky from his chin. This is a sign of evildoing, unfilial piety and no virtue, and a sign of violent death."
"You dare to provoke me even if you're such a bad guy? You're going to die!"
Song Xiaoshu stamped her feet anxiously: "Xu Jia, what are you talking about? Why don't you hide quickly?"
Xu Jia never held grudges, and would avenge them on the spot.
He pushed Song Xiaoshu aside with his backhand: "Xiao Shu, go call the police quickly. Wang Dahu will be dealt with by me. How dare this bastard hit me? Let me see if I don't break his third leg!"
"ah?"
Song Xiaoshu's beautiful eyes stared blankly at Xu Jia, her red lips curled up in a graceful arc.
"This boy has always been as timid as a mouse. Why did he become a man today? He actually called himself young master? Did he get some chicken blood?"
She was afraid that Xu Jia would be beaten, so she called 110 and followed him quickly.
Wang Dahu held a bright butcher's knife and split the table in half. He pointed the blade at Song Xin's head and gestured: "Fuck, Old Man Song, you bastard quack. My dad is still alive and kicking, and you actually killed him!"
If you are put to death, how can you settle the score? Human life is at stake, you must compensate me, otherwise you will be dead."
Song Xin turned pale with fright and hurriedly examined Old Man Wang. He realized that Old Man Wang was so angry and powerless that he was about to die. He felt as cold as death in his heart: "It's impossible. Yesterday, his heart disease was clearly cured.
, why did it suddenly get worse today?"
Wang Dahu yelled fiercely: "What a fart, are you blind? People are dying. I'm not done with you today."
A group of gangsters at the door cursed: "Give me money, or your clinic will be demolished..."
More and more neighbors were watching. When they heard that Song Xin had put people to death, they expressed ridicule and sympathy.
"Old Song's game is over now, Renxintang has come to an end."
"If someone really dies, Lao Song will lose his entire family and not even be able to pay for it."
"Who allowed him to take advantage of him? He deserves it!"
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Song Xin's face turned pale.
"It's over. Not only do we have to lose money this time, but we also smashed the century-old signboard of Renxintang. What should we do?"
Song Xin sat slumped on the ground, lost in thought: "I am willing to take responsibility, you...how do you want to compensate?"
Wang Dahu held his head up proudly: "I am a well-known filial son. Can I show my filial piety if I pay less? Five hundred thousand, no counteroffer! If you dare not give it, I will demolish your clinic and ask for more
I accuse you of taking human lives."
Song Xin's face turned green, and he was bleeding from heartache: "I...I apologize..."
Wang Dahu was extremely happy: "I guess you know the truth!"
"Go and have your spring and autumn dreams!"
Xu Jia was very adaptable and quickly assumed the role of the human being. He jumped up and looked at Wang Dahu with a face full of amusement: "Your father is dying. If you don't rush to a big hospital for examination, you come here to extort money. You bastard."
Dan is really filial."
The neighbors who were watching looked at Wang Dahu with contempt.
"Damn it, what a shabby little guy, he hasn't been beaten enough, he's tired of living."
Wang Dahu choked on Xu Jia's words so much that he blushed and became thick-necked. He raised his kitchen knife and chopped off Xu Jia's head.
"Xu Jia, run quickly. This bastard has killed people before and is very vicious." Song Xiaoshu stamped her feet anxiously.
"court death!"
Xu Jia dodged the blade, grabbed Wang Dahu's arm and twisted it.
Click!
There was a crisp sound.
Wang Dahu's arm was dislocated. He was in pain like a wild dog and howling.
"Kill him!"
Four or five ruffians, also stunned, rushed up and beat Xu Jia.
Xu Jia was holding back his arrogance and vented it all on these blind scoundrels.
The figure flashed, and in the same pattern, there was a burst of rattling.
In less than three seconds, these ruffians were all covered in scars and were knocked down, rolling on the ground in pain.
Xu Jia gasped and was very dissatisfied with his own skills.
"The bones in this body are too weak. It's so sad that after beating so many little bastards, I'm out of breath from exhaustion!"
There was silence!
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that this thin and quiet young man Renxintang could fight so well.
"Xu Jia, did you get chicken blood?"
Song Xiaoshu looked at Wang Dahu and the gangsters grimacing in pain. She was extremely shocked, but also extremely happy. Her face was red with excitement, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Xu Jia, full of admiration.
"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. I didn't expect that Xu Jia looks gentle but fights like a tiger."
"Who called the police?"
Police lights sounded outside.
A dashing female police officer, with plump and charming breasts, rushed in with several police officers. (To be continued)