I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 114 Surrender

Compared with those who were suppressed by the aftermath, the two people who were pinned to the ground by Zhang Xing must have felt it more clearly.

It can only be said that they are indeed the hall masters who fought in the sea of ​​​​knives and mountains of fire near the sea. Compared with Cecil, they are indeed very courageous. Even now, I'm still trying to resist.

Although it doesn't make any sense - it doesn't matter what the awakened ability is for a person who doesn't even have a name.

In the roar of the sea wind that filled the entire stone castle and echoed constantly, the two offshore members died in real pain.

Worthy of their experiences along the way, and worthy of the name before their death.

"What do you think is the use of following a boss like this?"

Throwing the two corpses in front of Cecil behind him, Zhang Xing didn't care about his reaction and walked straight forward.

Standing in front of the two younger brothers, Zhang Xing raised his hand slightly.

"What are you doing here? Isn't it prestige and money? From the looks of you people, it doesn't look like you have any money, so you can only think about prestige? But I am in front of you. , kill your eldest brother, where has your prestige gone?"

A few people tried to speak, but the intensified oppression made these people even more unable to hold their heads up, and they could only hold on with the strength of the offshore society's signature strength.

"If you can't hold it any longer, just admit it honestly and give up. You can still have a chance to continue eating. Otherwise, you will really have to live and die with your eldest brother."

To have such a reputation for being risk-free and tough-minded in Xiacheng District, there must be a lot of really tough-minded people in the offshore society, such as the few just now.

It is definitely impossible to conquer them with just a few words and make them die.

But Zhang Xing doesn't care at all - Cecil has a lot of people anyway, and even if they are all rubbish, they can still be used if they make do.

Just like he doesn't want to remember the extra names at all, he actually doesn't really want the extra people.

For what he is going to do next, as long as the signboard of the offshore association is still there, it doesn't matter at all what the actual people inside are.

If he really wanted to do something, he would still prefer those who died in Satir's room.

Although it may be a step late...or a few steps? But Zhang Xing always firmly believes that the real masters who have appeared in Eris Port recently are like crucian carp crossing the river, catching one by one.

Compared with these truly valuable people, if a group of gangsters who only intimidate are really unwilling to surrender and insist on making things difficult for Zhang Xing.

It’s better not to do anything!

Therefore, the purpose of this establishment of authority is only for Cecil and his men.

If you just want to keep the name of the offshore association, then these people are enough. At least the leader is still the leader of the previous offshore association, and the personnel are indeed the same as before.

It’s just that there may be more outsiders and fewer old people.

"I'm a kind person, so don't say I didn't give you a chance..." Zhang Xing paced, regardless of which of these people had already been convinced and which of them wanted to continue to be tough for a while, Zhang Xing treated everyone equally: "There are noteworthy things in the offshore association. I remember a name, so I have to give this name some face!"

Snapped!

Lowering his head, Zhang Xing looked at the hands holding his ankles.

Looking away slightly, what caught his eyes was a pair of eyes that seemed to be burning with flames.

At first glance, you can see that he is a man full of stories and will not compromise.

"Then don't compromise!"

With a click of his foot, he crushed this man's throat.

What the hell are you pretending to be? It’s not like I haven’t seen what kind of virtue you have.

After waiting silently for a while and making sure that the system was not going to give any prompts, Zhang Xing couldn't help but spit.

"I'm not even a big shot. You really think I have a good heart, do you?"

His eyes swept over and looked at the strong men who were cowering after he killed the people neatly.

"Anyway, I can remember his name, so I can't touch his little brother at will. So I'll give you a way out. Now lie down on the ground and let yourself go. I'll change the hill and pass the gear. I won't kill more people today. Of course if If you don't want to, I can give you a ride..."

As for which path we took on this journey, there is no need to say more. Zhang Xing slightly relaxed his restraint as he kicked away the body that had stopped twitching.

"After I finish speaking, who agrees?"

No one should dare to object. After all, they have already been beaten by Zhang Xing, so there is no need to take them out to do aerial twists.

And after Zhang Xing trampled a few more people to death during his stroll, there was no one in front of him who dared to hold his head high.

The situation was really similar to what he expected - as long as he wanted to, an organization with a structure like the Offshore Association could only persist for a little longer by spreading the word.

As a group of people who use violence as their banner and do not engage in production or participate in labor.

Facing violence that is more ferocious and manic than theirs, they can only choose to surrender.

Those who are unwilling to surrender cannot get in here.

Then it’s not like there’s only an offshore association in the lower city, right?

"Very well, everyone lie down and let me see your sincerity."

As a reward for polishing his shoes so brightly, Zhang Xing decided to give it to Cecil the power to make these people stand up.

In fact, if this person still looks like a coward after coming out, he definitely does not have this privilege.

But who asked him to overturn the table?

Since Cecil is following Zhang Xing so sincerely, Zhang Xing must show some expression.

Looking back, he looked at Brother Cecil who was still consciously assuming a surrender posture like the other two groups of boys after being relieved of his suppression.

And Cecil, who was half kneeling on the ground in a daze...

This man stared at the corpses of his two old rivals that fell in front of him, but he still hadn't come to his senses.

Just, just die like that?

Before turning over the table, Cecil just wanted to feel good first.

But this is so damn cool, right? !

It feels so good that it feels like a dream.

"No, maybe it's really a dream——"

Cecil, who was thrown away, covered his red and swollen face, raised his head in confusion, and looked at Zhang Xing, who was walking over with his hands raised.

"Look, it's asymmetrical again, isn't it?"

"It's really not a dream..."

With his completely swollen face, Cecil finally came to his senses. He stood next to Zhang Xing, looking at the golden thigh that he held in his arms after he passed away, wishing he could be hit twice more.

At least he could still enjoy this while the other two could only enjoy it once.

Thinking about it this way, it turns out that I still made a lot of money.

After all, Cecil could use his little head to figure out what Zhang Xing's previous actions meant, and what position he had given himself in those words he said.

There will only be one voice in the offshore society now, and there will only be one voice in the future!

And this voice, this voice that makes everyone obey, this voice that can truly be considered a talker in the lower city——

"Now, I urge everyone to stand up for Lao Ji!"

In the excitement, not only his voice but also his face became a little distorted. Cecil's whole body turned red and he stared with a pair of bull's eyes.

"Salute sir!"

(End of this chapter)