Chapter 19 Night Attack

Dark night.

Xue Jing walked on the streets outside the southern city.

The narrow and unprofessional planned blocks, all the buildings were crowded together in a mess. These houses were generally very old, and some could not even be called houses, but just sheds made of a few pieces of iron sheets and wooden boards.

The building materials of these houses were obviously inferior products, lacking basic maintenance for a long time, and some places were already dilapidated.

There were flying cans of garbage on the ground, and the uneven concrete ground was full of puddles. Several stray dogs stared at Xue Jing, as if waiting for something.

"..."

Xue Jing stopped.

There was no one on the street, but he had a very strange feeling.

Just like the calm before the storm, the dark night seemed to be gestating a terrifying beast, and there was a faint inexplicable fetal movement that was expanding and contracting.

That was his heartbeat.

Although he did not use the breathing method, the blood in his body suddenly began to circulate faster, and his body temperature began to rise, almost boiling.

The hair on his back stood up, and his scalp felt numb, as if an extremely sharp knife was placed on his neck, and the blade was slowly rubbing against his flesh.

Without any reason, without the help of any senses, the "fighting" instinct hidden in the deepest part of his body was reminding him that there was danger.

Without any hesitation, Xue Jing chose to trust his instinct.

Run!

On the street, Xue Jing crouched slightly, his thigh muscles tightened, and the leg power brought by "running" instantly burst out, and he rushed out of the street!

Just as he suddenly started to run wildly, shouts and curses came from the gaps between the houses.

"Damn, he found out!"

"If you want to run, catch up!"

"Fuck, this bastard runs so fast!"

In various hidden alleys, more than a dozen figures emerged and chased Xue Jing.

Most people were holding various weapons in their hands, knives, sticks, machetes, baseball bats... The clanging sound of iron weapons being dragged on the ground was endless.

It was obvious that these people were not doing this for the first time. With Xue Jing as the center, everyone's position had almost formed an encirclement.

As long as Xue Jing's action was a dozen seconds later, the encirclement would be completely formed, and there would be absolutely no escape.

And now, there were only two people blocking him in front of him!

"Chengzi, Xiao Li, stop him!"

The people behind him were shouting, and Xue Jing looked at the two people on the road in front of him, a thin boy wearing a red T-shirt and holding a baseball bat, and a young man with a crew cut with empty hands and a sinister look.

The distance between Xue Jing and the two people gradually narrowed. Although he was about to make contact, he did not have any intention of slowing down.

The young man with a crew cut did not move, and the young man with a baseball bat took two steps forward, holding the bat, and posing as if he was going to hit Xue Jing who was rushing towards him as a baseball.

Closer, closer and closer.

Just as the thin boy's eyes focused and he swung the bat, Xue Jing's body suddenly lowered without slowing down.

The whistling bat passed over his head and brushed a few strands of hair. At the same time, Xue Jing, who was squatting, clenched his right hand, and when he stood up, he threw a fierce uppercut and rising dragon punch at the thin boy's chin!

With his aiming skills, he punched with unparalleled accuracy and hit the boy's chin directly.

"Bang!"

At the same time as a loud bang, accompanied by a faint sound of bone cracking, Xue Jing felt a touch of something smashed in his fist.

The strong inertia brought by running all the way, plus his 180 kilograms of punching force, the violent kinetic energy made the thin boy fly nearly one meter in the air by this punch. When he landed, he was already rolling his eyes and motionless. His neck twisted into an exaggerated arc, and the skin on his chin was uneven. Obviously, his mandible had been completely broken.

"Xiao Li!"

"Damn, this guy is a bit prickly, be careful!"

The people chasing behind him exclaimed.

Xue Jing did not stop at all, just paused slightly, and continued to rush forward.

The remaining young man with a buzz cut had a nonchalant expression, but after the scene just now, he obviously understood that Xue Jing was not an ordinary weak chicken student.

His expression became serious, raised his hands, bent his knees slightly, and took a boxing posture.

He was fully prepared and confident that no matter what angle Xue Jing attacked from, he could react.

As long as he blocked this fast-running student for a while, the companions behind him would catch up, and then it would be like catching a turtle in a jar and beating a dog behind the door.

He was ready, with a serious face, looking at Xue Jing who was approaching rapidly.

'Left fist, right fist, or kick? '

And just when he was about to come into contact with Xue Jing, at the most tense moment...

Xue Jing ignored him and ran past him directly.

The young man with a crew cut was stunned.

He seemed to see that Xue Jing, who passed by him, looked at him strangely, as if saying: What are you doing?

"Fuck you!"

The young man with a buzz cut blushed instantly, cursed angrily, and turned to chase Xue Jing.

On the streets outside the South City District, Xue Jing was running in front, and more than a dozen people were chasing behind.

A few minutes later, everyone gradually stopped one after another, looking at Xue Jing's back getting farther and farther away.

"This... this bastard... how, how can he run so fast..."

Some people panted, propped up their tired bodies on the ground with the machete in their hands, and spoke intermittently.

"Fuck, I've been hunting geese all day, but the geese pecked my eyes. This time I'm really in trouble. I didn't catch anyone, and I also hurt a brother."

"What should I do? Brother Duan is still waiting in the warehouse. I haven't even done this little thing. I don't know what will happen to him."

"What else can I do? People..."

A young man with dyed hair stopped talking before he finished speaking.

At the corner at the end of the street, Xue Jing, who was about to run out of their sight, suddenly stopped, turned around slowly and looked at them.

"Hey, that bastard, can't run anymore, right?"

Someone sneered.

"Let's go, this bastard has wasted our efforts, we must give him a good beating later."

"My tweezers for extracting teeth are almost rusty. This kid looks like a dog. He can be liked by girls who like pretty boys. I don't know if he can still be like this without teeth..."

Everyone laughed and walked towards Xue Jing.

...

The shouting and footsteps behind him gradually disappeared, and Xue Jing realized that he had escaped from danger.

The accelerated heartbeat brought by the sense of crisis slowly subsided, but a rage gradually burned in his heart.

Damn, a bunch of people suddenly appeared and chased him like a dog. No matter what the reason was, he remembered this grudge.

Reason told him that he should leave now and not take risks. It would be safer to come back after he becomes stronger. There is a long time to come, and it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Emotion told him, screw reason!

He turned around slowly and looked at the dozen figures across the street.

He opened the panel and confirmed the passive effect of "Twins", and he suddenly felt confident.

He looked around on the ground and saw half a fist-sized red brick not far away.

Xue Jing picked up the half red brick and weighed it with his hand.

In the surprised eyes of the dozen people, he walked towards them slowly with a blank expression and steady steps.

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