Chapter 21 It’s the Victory of Martial Arts!

"I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, please, don't..."

"Bang!"

"Wait, we are from the Razor Gang, you..."

"Bang!"

"Sigh, can we reconcile?"

"Bang!"

On the street, the Razor Gang members who were exhausted and lying on the ground were like golf balls. Xue Jing walked up to them with a metal baseball bat, one after another, and no matter what they said, he hit them in the head with a stick.

Soon, there was only one young man with a crew cut who was still lying on the field.

Xue Jing slowly walked to the young man with a crew cut. The metal baseball bat in his hand had been hit too many times and too hard, and the surface was already dented and covered with blood.

"I'm curious."

He said.

"As a harmless student, it's normal for me to come to my classmate's house to play. There's nothing wrong with that."

"I never cause trouble on weekdays. I won't drive my car onto the wide sidewalk when there's a traffic jam. I'll just pay for food that doesn't taste good enough in a restaurant. I'm even more scared when I meet hooligans like you. I always take a detour with my tail between my legs."

"Not to mention that I've never been to South City District, so there's no way I've ever accidentally provoked you."

"So what do you guys want to do to me when you suddenly rush out?"

Xue Jing's tone was not harsh, as if he was chatting with a friend casually.

But the fear on the face of the crew cut youth deepened with Xue Jing's words. Until the last word, his legs softened and he sat on the ground, waving his hands repeatedly:

"No, it's nothing, brother, we're just passing by...ah!!"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Jing swung a stick and hit him on the ankle.

The sound of bone fracture burst out, and the ankle of the shaved young man was twisted into a twisted arc.

"Just answer the questions honestly, don't make unnecessary excuses, didn't your teacher teach you?"

"Yes... yes."

The shaved young man was sweating with pain, and hurriedly said:

"We are the subordinates of Brother Duan Kaiping of the Razor Gang. Brother Duan just saw you walking alone on the street, wearing the school uniform of the attached middle school, and wanted to kidnap you and blackmail your family..."

Xue Jing shook the baseball bat in his hand and said, "Then where is Brother Duan?"

"Brother Duan thinks that you are a student and don't need him to take action, so let us do it, and he will wait in a warehouse on the next street!"

The shaved young man spoke very quickly, fearing that he would not be satisfied with Xue Jing and hit him with a stick again.

"Is this Brother Duan very powerful?" Xue Jing asked.

"Brother Duan is a core member of the Razor Gang, and he is qualified to have a 'razor' tattooed on his chest... He used his relationship with the gang leader to enter the Golden Wind Dojo to practice martial arts. I have only seen him fight once, and he cut a can of Coke in half with his bare hands, just like holding a razor!"

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes.

Golden Wind Dojo... He had just heard Pei Youguang mention it. The latter entered this dojo to practice martial arts and learned 'strength'.

It seems that this dojo is not a good place to let such a gang member who kidnaps and extorts at every turn to practice martial arts. No wonder it is located in the South City District.

'If you can cut a can of Coke with your bare hands, it is even easier to cut your throat... Your martial arts value is not low. '

Xue Jing's eyes showed thought.

After this incident, he is now facing off against the Razor Gang. He has injured so many of them. Although the reason is 100% due to this group of people who are desperate to attack him, he does not believe that the gang members will reason with him.

Xue Jing first thought about the possibility of silencing him, but immediately realized that this was unrealistic.

Let’s not talk about whether he could do it or not. The noise he made along the way was too loud. It was estimated that many people saw it. If you just ask any witness, you can find him by following the clues.

Then there is no way out.

Xue Jing thought about it and asked, "Give me a detailed introduction to your Razor Gang."

He paused, "How big is your sphere of influence, how powerful are you, and how many core members like 'Brother Duan' are there?"

The young man with a crew cut was stunned, thought about it, and said, "Our Razor Gang is one of the seven gangs outside Nancheng District. Several nearby streets are our gang's territory... There are dozens of core members like Brother Duan."

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes: "What is the relationship between your gang leader and Jinfeng Dojo?"

"The gang leader is the true disciple of the owner of Jinfeng Dojo..."

Hearing this, Xue Jing had a headache.

As he thought, if you pull out a carrot, you will bring out the dirt. This kind of local gang has various relationships, and if you provoke one, a lot of things will be involved.

After beating up the Razor Gang, will he also beat up the Golden Wind Dojo? What will be involved after beating up the Golden Wind Dojo?

Isn't this endless?

Sigh, can we reconcile?

'But... it's not that there is no way out. '

Xue Jing felt that he could take advantage of the situation.

Behind the Razor Gang is the Golden Wind Dojo, but there is more than one dojo in Qingcheng.

Dojos all have to open their doors for business. After paying money, you can become a disciple and practice martial arts.

Xue Jing didn't believe it. He had invincible talents and amazing wisdom. Which dojo would he not be treated seriously?

You have someone behind the Razor Gang, so you are powerful, right? I will be as powerful as you soon!

He even thought of a trick.

He got ahead of others and paid to enter the Golden Wind Dojo!

When the Razor Gang came to trouble him...

I admit that you are very powerful, but if I choose to join directly, how will you deal with it?

However, he now has a very bad impression of the Golden Wind Dojo and the Razor Gang. Unless he has no choice, he doesn't want to do this.

Xue Jing felt a sense of urgency.

He didn't have much pressure before. Although he wanted to practice martial arts, he was not in a hurry. But now he must find a way to raise money to enter the dojo as soon as possible.

"Thank you for the news."

Xue Jing said to the young man with a crew cut.

The latter smiled flatteringly: "You're welcome, brother, this is what I should do... Do you think you can just ignore me?"

Xue Jing nodded.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance."

After saying that, he looked around and picked up a few stones from the ground not far away.

The young man with a buzz cut had PTSD when he saw this scene, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Run, I'll only count to ten."

Xue Jing tossed the stone in his hand.

"One."

"Eh? Brother, look at my foot..."

The young man with a buzz cut had a sad face and pointed at his foot that was broken by Xue Jing's stick.

"Two."

"Wait, wait, can you start counting again?"

"Three."

The young man with a buzz cut gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his ankle, stood up against the wall, and hopped across the street.

"Four."

But he could only move one leg, so he couldn't walk fast.

"Five."

The sound of counting came from behind him, and he hurriedly sped up, but accidentally fell to the ground.

"Six."

He tried to get up, but he was too anxious and touched his injured ankle, and fell again in pain.

"Seven."

He rolled and crawled forward.

"Eight."

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

He screamed in fear.

"Nine."

"Ten."

Xue Jing looked at the young man with a buzz cut who had not run 20 meters, and threw a stone.

"Bang!"

The last headshot of the night sounded.

Xue Jing looked at the "corpses" lying around, looked at the stone in his palm, squeezed it tightly, and said confidently:

"It is the victory of martial arts!"

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