He felt that the frail-looking young man in front of him had probably read too many novels.
Return my seat?
But, it doesn't matter anymore.
He winked at the two men who had circled behind the young man: "Take it!"
The two men immediately took action, one on the left and the other on the right, crushing them like two iron towers.
The two calloused hands were about to grab the young man's shoulders like iron pliers and completely control him.
Then……
You can stuff it into the van and leave here quickly.
Wait until he arrives in front of the boss.
What cannot be extracted under coercion or inducement?
In this business...their boss is an expert!
Not to mention far-reaching fame, at least it is also notorious!
However……
What was imagined did not happen.
I can only see it, illuminated by the street lights at the alley.
The young man shook his head, and his eyes, as deep as the night, showed a compassionate look at this moment.
Yes!
mercy!
I could only hear him sighing: "Obstacle!"
Then he gently raised his hand and didn't look back.
He just casually stretched out two fingers and pointed at the two people who were about to capture them firmly with standard grappling methods.
The whole process is extremely slow.
Like a sloth.
So that everyone could clearly see his actions.
but……
But surprisingly fast.
There was no time to react at all.
With one finger, he hit the person on the left on the back of his hand.
It was just a light tap. To be precise, it should be a flick of the skin between your fingers.
There was no sound, no bones breaking, and no screams.
But the man who claimed to have worked as a mercenary abroad, had served for three years in the famous "Whitewater Security Company", and had experienced hundreds of battles.
But he stood straight on the spot.
His face turned red, and large drops of sweat dripped from his forehead.
He seemed to want to talk.
But not a single word came out.
Fear emerged from my heart.
The right finger is also used in the same way, with the same gentle tap.
Like a dragonfly touching the water.
Clicked on another person's finger.
The man suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his hair stood up one by one.
The whole person collapsed backwards.
The young man raised his hand slightly, as if removing dirt from his hand.
It was as if he had been insulted by doing such a thing just now.
Then he started moving forward.
The strong man swallowed.
"what you up to?"
He finally realized that he was afraid, and finally understood that he seemed to have bumped into a great big shot!
A thing that was only spread in legends emerged in his heart.
Legend has it that if a warrior can penetrate the two meridians of Ren and Du, he can condense 365 acupoints all over his body.
Then you can open the treasure house of the physical body and witness the holiness!
You can cross the river with a reed and release your true energy.
Kill people invisible, control the enemy from a hundred steps away, and even conquer the army with one horse, and destroy the country with one man. Even in modern times, you can not be afraid of ordinary modern firearms, catch bullets with your body, and smash cannons with your iron fist.
This is called - Grandmaster!
But, this is just a legend!
No one has ever actually seen it.
Only those figures in history who once conquered an army with one cavalry and destroyed a country with one man had such power!
Then I heard the young man say: "You are mortals with naked eyes, trapped in the world of mortals. You don't know the numbers of heaven and cause and effect. I shouldn't care about you!"
Don't call him a saint anymore.
Even the immortals who have better food and appearance and have deeper cultivation will no longer care about mortals.
A true dragon doesn't care about insects.
The strong man and his men retreated step by step and began to beg for mercy.
"Hero... no... uncle... no... senior..."
"It was because we were ignorant that we collided with you..."
"Your Majesty has a lot, just treat us like farts and let us go..."
"We promise that we will apologize and make you satisfied..."
But the young man looked at them with half a smile.
Step by step, they were forced into the alley. Those dark eyes, as dark as the middle of the night, exuded a look that made people feel palpitated and frightened at this moment.
"But..." The young man in front of him said calmly, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.
"You rely on force and bully the weak. If I can't punish you with small punishments, how can I be worthy of the innocent people who have been harmed by your force?"
"Let's do this!" He raised his head.
"Then abolish your force!"
"I hope you will never be able to use strength beyond the level of ordinary people for the rest of your life!"
Then he stretched out his hand.
Grab it like a chicken.
Pity these people, they are all ruthless people who have been trained for a long time and have even licked blood from the blade of the knife.
But now, under the fear, I can't even muster the courage to resist.
This is normal.
How can a true warrior treat others like a dog?
How can a true warrior sacrifice his life for others just for a little money?
They bully the weak, so they are naturally fearless.
But once encountered, irresistible force or invincible power.
He immediately lost all ferocity and became gentler than a lamb.
To put it simply, this is just a bunch of insects.
Except swinging the knife at the weak.
In front of the strong, they are worse than insects.
……………………
After a few breaths, the leader of Tongtian Cult walked out of the alley.
He looked back and saw those people slumped in the alley.
He shook his head slightly.
"From now on, you will learn how to survive as a weakling!" he said.
The human body has no secrets for saints.
What's more, the leader of Tongtian Cult also stood by to protect the Dharma when Nuwa created humans.
Therefore, the leader knows that despite the fact that the human race has multiplied and multiplied for so many years.
But in fact, it still did not break away from the barriers of the Holy Emperor Wa when he created human beings.
The human body, the essence, is still clay.
Water and earth merged together under the supreme magical power of Saint Wahuang, under the pull of heaven, and driven by the rolling waves of the general trend of heaven and earth.
Turn into flesh and blood, give birth to a soul, and open up spiritual wisdom.
He is also a supreme saint, enlightening morality and opening up the wisdom of civilization.
This is how we become a human race!
But its flesh, bones, and organs are still soil.
The saint knows this, so he can easily subdue the human race even if he does not use any Taoist or magical powers, even if he is just a human being.
And set restrictions on his body.
Just like what the leader did just now.
With a single click, you can block the power-generating apertures in his physical body.
And it can be just right so that they can still have the ability to take care of themselves.
It won't become a disability.
However, from now on, their strength has an upper limit.
If it exceeds the upper limit, it can no longer be used.
Unless they can set foot on the road and see their true nature clearly, or unless an immortal takes action, they will never be able to break free from this shackles.
They are limited to the level of the weak.
And this level is determined by the leader based on the situation of mortals in this world.
Generally speaking, the strength of these people in the future will only be equivalent to the strength of a normal old man in his sixties.
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I recommend the lonely swordsman's new book "I'm Showing My Sword and Becoming a Wolf Warrior"
He is a veteran author of military history, and his quality is guaranteed! However, under the general environment, writing anti-Japanese articles is really difficult. It is like dancing in shackles, and you can't dance very well!
