Chapter 22 Stone-Throwing Immortal, I, Ning Fengwan, the Leader of the Dragon Cult, Will Make the Decision for You!

[You have experienced a battle, fitness experience +225]

[You have experienced a battle, aiming experience +267]

[You have experienced a battle and feel very comfortable, health experience +69]

[You have experienced a battle, fighting experience +128]

[You have made full use of your leg strength in the battle, running experience +336]

[Fitness increased to Lv3 (188/800)]

[Aiming increased to Lv2 (169/500)]

[Health increased to Lv2 (38/500)]

[Running increased to Lv4 (38/1200)]

Prompts popped up on the panel one after another.

Xue Jing closed his eyes, and a tingling and itchy feeling came from all parts of his body.

He could feel that his physical quality was increasing rapidly, wildly, and vigorously!

The muscles under his skin were wriggling like living things, and his bones were becoming harder than before. The muscles in his abdomen, chest, shoulders, arms, thighs... all began to bulge and grow, and then slowly compressed, returning to their original smooth and tight appearance, as perfect as a sculpture by a god.

His height increased by two or three centimeters, reaching 1.86 meters. Although his figure did not change, his weight increased by ten kilograms.

Xue Jing looked down at his clenched fists. His momentum at this moment was stronger than ever before, with an extremely domineering and crazy attitude. Who in the world could resist such a Xue Jing? Damn it, who in the world could resist him! ?

"Awesome!"

If he had to work hard for several days to get the harvest from this fight, it would take him several days to get it alone.

If he could do this several times every day, morning, noon and evening, he would become a superman in a few months.

Xue Jing looked into the distance. Even in the dark night, with just a little dim light, he could see the tiny mottled scratches on the old wall dozens of meters away, as well as the small flying insects moving on it.

Lv2 aiming, the vision enhancement is even more exaggerated.

He picked up a small stone and aimed at the small flying insects on the distant wall.

Whoosh--pop!

After the crisp sound, a pool of flat insect cakes was left on the wall, and the yellow insect blood squeezed out by the impact and sprayed on the wall.

Xue Jing said to himself: "Is it okay for me to call myself a 'stone-throwing immortal' now?"

Throwing stones to ask for directions?

Immortal pointing the way!

...

When I got home, it was already half past nine.

Xue Jing finally did not go to trouble Duan Kaiping for two reasons.

First, it is unknown how high Duan Kaiping's martial arts value is, but it is definitely not low. It is a bit risky to rashly go to trouble him.

Secondly, if he beat up Duan Kaiping, a core member of the Razor Gang, then the Razor Gang would definitely come to trouble him next, and the lineup that would come to trouble him would definitely be stronger than Duan Kaiping.

As long as he didn't go to Duan Kaiping, the current situation would be limited to the conflict between him and Duan Kaiping, or even between him and Duan Kaiping's younger brother, and would not directly escalate into a conflict with the Razor Gang.

In this way, he would have more time to develop.

"Meow~"

The cat stared at the late-coming boy in front of him with dissatisfaction.

Xue Jing smiled, gently picked it up, and said while touching its cheek:

"Sorry, sorry, I'm back late, are you hungry?"

"Meow~" The cat called softly.

'I'm worried about you, idiot. '

Feeling the warm touch of the boy's hand on his cheek, the cat squinted his eyes and enjoyed it a little.

It sniffed the boy's reassuring scent, but suddenly frowned, and its pink nose twitched slightly.

'Blood smell...? '

"Wait a minute, I'll make something for you right away."

Xue Jing put the cat on the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.

He had already eaten at Pei Youguang's house and ordered takeout.

The cat looked at his back and felt worried.

'Did they fight? Or did something else happen? '

'Yes, he wanted to learn martial arts so much, could he be bullied outside? '

Thinking of this, the cat couldn't sit still.

This kind-hearted boy picked it up knowing that it was a talking 'demon cat', and he would cook delicious meals for it. He was so good at petting cats, and he looked so good...

How could he be bullied?

Damn it, who can bully him, who dares to bully him! ?

The cat was so angry that he imagined it.

Its cat face was very anthropomorphic and uncertain, and the claws on its white gloves kept popping out, retracting, popping out, and retracting...

"Ahahaha, chicken soup is here."

Xue Jing came out of the kitchen with a pot of chicken soup.

Because of the gains on the skill panel, he was in a very happy mood and couldn't help but play a joke.

But Maomao, who had imagined a lot of things, felt that the smile on his face was a forced one.

"Huh? What's wrong? Don't you like chicken soup?"

Xue Jing looked at Maomao with a strange look on his face.

Wouldn't that be a pity... He ate too much at Pei Youguang's house. If Maomao didn't eat, wouldn't the chicken soup be wasted?

A trace of 'sadness' flashed across his face.

Maomao couldn't hold it anymore.

"Young man, tell me what happened."

A sweet and tender girl's voice came from Maomao's mouth.

Xue Jing was stunned.

"Don't worry, just tell me. No matter what it is, I, the leader of the Dragon Cult, Ning Fengwan, will definitely make the decision for you!"

Maomao squatted on the dining table, the cat's tail with a tail ring behind it swayed gently, and the cat's face with narrow and charming eyeliner was full of majesty.

...

At the same time, in a warehouse on a street in Nancheng District.

"So, you were wiped out by that kid?"

Duan Kaiping sat on a cement pipe, looking at the dozen wounded brothers in front of him, and felt it was absurd.

"Just an underage student, throwing a few stones and bottles, and you were wiped out?"

"You are still in the gang like this? Huh?"

One of the brothers couldn't help but said: "Brother Duan, that kid is too fast, you can't catch up with him, and you can't run away. He throws things accurately and fiercely, there is no way to deal with it!"

"Yes, Brother Duan, it's really not exaggerating, the brothers are really weird, not an ordinary student!"

"We really can't deal with him, Brother Duan, you have to do it yourself..."

Duan Kaiping waved his hand and said impatiently: "Shut up, don't you think it's not embarrassing enough?"

"Let's talk about that kid later. I don't have time for now, all of you get out."

The brothers looked at each other and could only agree, supporting each other and walked out of the warehouse.

As soon as they left, a figure walked out from the shadow of several boxes of goods in the corner of the warehouse.

Duan Kaiping smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Mr. Yunye."

The young man named Yunye was wearing a black windbreaker and a black glove covering his left hand. No skin could be seen. He was unshaven, with dark skin and a frosted face. The pupil of his right eye flashed with a green light, which seemed to be an artificial eye.

"Stop talking nonsense. Where is Jiao Hongyuan? Hurry up and ask him to come over and hand over the goods to him. We will complete the commission of Kant Company."

His voice was hoarse and difficult, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Hearing this, Duan Kaiping said carefully, "The owner accompanied the junior brother to Fengcheng to participate in the U19 selection a few days ago. He is now rushing back. Do you think you should wait a little longer..."

He couldn't help but be careful. The person in front of him was a tough guy who could enter the border area and walk out alive. He couldn't afford to offend him at all.

Yun Ye snorted coldly: "Still waiting? The Sixth Agency has already set its sights on us. The 'White Crow' may have already entered the city. If we are caught, Kant will not be able to escape unscathed."

"Don't think I don't know what Kant wants this 'Tianxu Insect Mother' for. If this matter is exposed, those who live in Cang Ting will be furious. You can think about it yourself."

Duan Kaiping didn't understand most of what Yun Ye said, and he didn't dare to understand it. He just smiled flatteringly and apologized.

"In the last three days, if you don't come to get it, I will hand it over to the country. Maybe I will say something by the way."

After Yun Ye finished speaking, he chuckled twice, walked out of the warehouse door, and then his figure suddenly disappeared.

Duan Kaiping was covered in cold sweat. He always felt that he had heard too many things that he shouldn't hear, but there was no way. He could only tremble and take out his mobile phone and dial the number of Jiao Hongyuan, the owner of the field.

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