I am in the reincarnation of the heavens

Chapter 17 Waste
Outside Fuller Restaurant.

Yang Sheng walked out of the gate, sat on the doorstep and lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it.

The younger brothers of Hong Shenglian inside were still noisily fighting for wine, but the cold wind outside made Yang Sheng's mind clearer.

Ever since his parents had an accident, Yang Sheng never smoked or drank alcohol.

Because he is afraid.

He was afraid that alcohol and nicotine would erode his will, let him indulge in it, and forget his hatred.

Those chicken soup masters always said that it is better to put it down. After hearing it, Yang Sheng only commented on four words: Let your mother fuck off!
Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

Yang Sheng couldn't let go of this hatred.

Even the hatred that had been simmering in his heart for five years didn't vent out after he killed Lin's family for revenge. Instead, it turned into a raging hostility and stirred up in his heart.

After entering the world of reincarnation, fierce battles in the arena and club fights, these seemingly cruel and bloody things to others made Yang Sheng feel extremely comfortable, as if the hostility in his heart also had a place to vent.

Otherwise, if it goes on like this for a long time, Yang Sheng feels that he will become a lunatic and pervert sooner or later.

It can be said that Fatty Wang actually saved Yang Sheng twice by sending Yang Sheng to the world of reincarnation.

"Brother Cheng, why are you blowing the cold wind here if you don't go to drink?"

Guilowen walked out unsteadily.

This guy competed with others for wine, one person put seven or eight, until no one dared to continue to compete with him.

Yang Sheng shook his head lightly and said, "If you want to learn Kung Fu well, you'd better quit drinking.

Long-term drinking will paralyze your nerves and make your perception and movement become sluggish.

The master you worshiped when you were young didn't lay a good foundation for you. Although you have good talent, it is difficult to step into the realm of a master.

Haven't you always wanted to learn Kung Fu? This is the manual of Xingyiquan, you can practice according to it.

The southern school boxing is exquisite and compact, with short bridges and inches of strength, and is good at changing attacks between square inches.

The northern school boxing is open and close, hard bridge and hard horse, and is good at frontal attack.

It's not that I don't teach you more, but that I can't chew more.

If you can integrate the characteristics of northern and southern boxing, your strength will definitely go further. "

The reason why Yang Sheng didn't teach Guilowen before was because he didn't know what the ghostwen was, and he didn't want to cause trouble or waste time on the mission to get entangled with him.

Now Guilaowen is following him, he can be said to be his leader, Yang Sheng naturally has to be more generous to him.

Fatty Wang raised Yang Sheng's Guoshu specialization to 90%. This is a temporary increase in experience and strength, etc., which cannot be passed on.

But what he learned from his teacher before is also real kung fu, which can also be taught to Guilaowen.

"Thank you Brother Sheng!"

Guilaowen's mouth almost reached his ears, not to mention how excited he was.

At this moment, two younger brothers of Hong Shenglian stopped at the entrance of the restaurant in Dewey's Mazda, rolled down the car window with a cigarette in their mouths and said, "Yang Sheng, Brother Wei needs to see you."

Dewey wants to see himself?

Yang Sheng narrowed his eyes, and his thoughts turned.

He could always feel Di Wei's malice towards him, but Yang Sheng didn't care too much.

His goal has always been the main quest, and he has to find an opportunity to get the Yulin Saber first.

Now that Di Wei took the initiative to see him, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a good thing.

Yang Sheng turned his head and handed Gui Laowen a stack of Hong Kong dollars, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to see Brother Wei, you go and pay the bill first, and let the brothers wait for me in the restaurant."

Guilao Wen turned his head and left thoughtfully, while Yang Sheng got on the Mazda to meet Di Wei.

In the bar room.

The ear-piercing music has been turned off, but the head of the person whose lights are still flashing hurts.

"Ah Cheng, sit down."

Yang Sheng naturally sat across from Di Wei, and asked, "What is Brother Wei looking for from me?"

Dewey put a black bag on the tea table in front of him, which contained stacks of Hong Kong dollars.

"I do things very directly. You take the money and do something for me."

"whats the matter?"

Di Wei lit a cigarette, took a long puff and said calmly: "Your ranking in the Dragon City Contest is good enough, and it should be over.

No matter who your opponent is in the next group arena, just fight for a few symbolic rounds and then take the initiative to admit defeat. "

Di Wei is still smart, he didn't tell Yang Sheng about Wu Tianhao.

Of course, the less people know about Brother Hao's arrangements in the ring, the better.

Otherwise, everyone will know, and I'm afraid I won't get Brother Hao's favor, but I will offend Brother Hao instead.

Yang Sheng had no expression on his face, and asked in a very flat tone: "Fake match, what if I don't agree?"

Di Wei suddenly changed, and said coldly: "Yang Sheng, don't be shameless!
If you don't agree, I will tie you up to see Lao Ding now, saying that you colluded with Helian to rebel against the society and usurp the seat of the sitting hall.

At that time, it will be dealt with according to gang rules, three knives and six holes will send you to swim! "

Faced with Di Wei's threat, Yang Sheng's expression remained unchanged:
"Fuck, the old man will believe such an outrageous reason? I colluded with Helian just after killing Helian's red stick? Am I crazy or Helian's one-eyed leopard is crazy?"

Di Wei sneered and said: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, Helian's Cyclops will cooperate with me and hand over a younger brother to identify you.

There are all the witnesses and material evidence, do you think Lao Ding will believe you, a rootless forty-nine boy, or me, Dewey?
Young people, clubs are not so easy to mess with, do you think you can handle everything if you can fight?ridiculous! "

Yang Sheng stared at Diwei, and after a while, he spat out two words: "Trash!"

Dewey was taken aback for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say!?"

"I said you trash!

That old man He Wenchang took your seat in the restaurant and hanged you for almost ten years, and you foolishly believed it for almost ten years!
Hong Shenglian's only red stick wants to have territory and strength, but in the end he was suppressed by an old man for ten years. You are not a waste, who is a waste? "

The prefix society is not only about fighting and killing, but also a small political circle.

The leader of the sitting hall is old and can no longer fight, so he has to use the rules to suppress the people below, use the seat of the sitting hall to hang the people below, give them hope, and let them believe that one day they can also sit in this position.

There are rules in the association, and only the old people in the association can guarantee their own interests.

And newcomers also have to consider their own interests when they are in power and when they get old, so it is natural to maintain this set of rules.

But the problem is that He Wenchang is about to evacuate Hong Shenglian. He has suppressed Di Wei for almost ten years and has not given him a chance to be in the top position. He can still bear it. Isn't this trash?
"Pounce on your mother! Court death!"

Di Wei was enraged instantly, and just as he stood up, Yang Sheng had already moved.

With half a step of strength, the punch is like a collapse!
Di Wei hastily resisted, but was still thrown down on the sofa by Yang Sheng's half-step punch.

As the only red stick in Hongshenglian, Dewey still has some real skills, and his position as the red stick was also won by fights.

It's just that since he became a red stick, he has been pampered and pampered, and he seldom even does it himself. His kung fu has been weakened for a long time, so he didn't dare to fight Ruan Feng at the beginning.

Diwei was quick to wit, and touched the machete next to the sofa with his left hand.

But at the next moment, Yang Sheng kicked his left arm away with a whip kick, and the machete was pulled out, and it was placed on Di Wei's neck instead.

Dewey's complexion turned pale in an instant, and he was sweating coldly.

"Yang Sheng! What are you going to do!? If you dare to touch me, you will be guilty of the next crime. The club will never let you go!"

Then Dewey slowed down his tone again: "If you don't want to play a match-fixing match, don't play it. We are all brothers in the club. Why do you have to be so tense?"

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Yang Sheng's mouth, and his tone was extremely calm: "Tell me, why do you suddenly have to lose in the next Dragon City Tournament?"

Di Wei just wanted to make up a reason to fool him, but the next moment, the machete in Yang Sheng's hand was already pressing down on his neck, and he felt a tingling pain immediately.

"Stop! I say! I say!"

In horror, Dewey told all about the one-eyed leopard's coming to him just now.

Yang Sheng frowned.

He had previously felt that something was wrong with Feng Le and Helian's reaction, but it turned out that it was because of such a secret.

It's also his bad luck, not to mention Ruan Feng was drawn in the first round, and a stepping stone arranged by Li Hao was also drawn in the second round.

Of course, it is impossible to fight fake matches, and the side mission rewards for each round of advancement are very greedy for Yang Sheng.

As long as he can win the first place in the Dragon City Tournament, he will be able to bring the martial arts specialization given to him by Fatty Wang out of the world of reincarnation.

Having already felt this force, Yang Sheng didn't want to give up.

But now that something happened like this, Yang Sheng's previous plan will be cancelled.

Originally, Yang Sheng, Hong Shenglian's Yulin Saber, was planning to take it slowly, but now it seems that he has to be more aggressive and change his method.

Seeing that Yang Sheng hadn't moved for a while, Di Wei asked cautiously, "Can you let me go now?"

Yang Sheng showed a bright smile at Di Wei, which made Di Wei's tense emotions loosen.

"Brother Wei, I'm sorry, if you don't die, that old guy He Wenchang won't let me be a red stick."

In Dewey's horrified eyes, the machete directly wiped his neck.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and some of Dewey's confidantes also looked at this scene with horror on their faces.

Throwing away the machete in his hand, Yang Sheng took a step forward, and Di Wei's younger brothers also took a step back.

Some people moved their mouths and wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't dare to say it. They just watched Yang Sheng, who killed their boss, walk out of the private room.

It's not that they are timid and cowardly, but that Yang Sheng's record in the past few days is too appalling.

Killed Ruan Feng and Feng Le with two red sticks, dared to break into the Fulong Building with six people, and hacked Yaohui and Luo Rong to death.

In the past few days, the number of human lives in Yang Sheng's hands has exceeded double digits.

Now Yang Sheng even dared to disregard the rules of the association and commit a crime, just like that, killing Di Wei, in their eyes Yang Sheng was simply a lunatic!
Whoever dares to stand up and stop such a murderous lunatic will simply die.

(End of this chapter)