This martial god is too extreme.

Chapter 68 Kneel down and apologize!

The flames leaped and rose, burning the entire restaurant.

The man's shrill laughter sounded very harsh in the sunset.

"Hahahahahaha! Old man, are you going to sue me in the fucking Martial Arts Department?"

"Is it useful? What the hell is the use!"

"Do you know what the word privilege means? I am a warrior, a privileged class, and do you understand the words political exemption?"

"Don't even mention not paying for a meal. Even if I burn down your store now, the Martial Arts Department won't do anything."

The man's voice was sharp and piercing, and the force of his footsteps became stronger and stronger, pressing Uncle Gong, who was trying to stand up, to the ground.

The mud and sand mixed with dirty water stuck to Uncle Gong's wrinkled face.

There were many people hiding in their homes and watching, but no one dared to stand up.

Someone was secretly recording a video with a cell phone. Instead of dodging, the man even tried to become more arrogant, like an actor who was performing hard.

Times have changed, and no one knows what the privileges of warriors actually represent.

But there is a saying circulating in the market, that is, a warrior does not have to pay with his life if he kills an ordinary person!

Of course, this privileged rule has never been recognized anywhere, but it has spread strangely.

And now, when a warrior whose power makes people despair, vents his anger in the name of privilege...
The word "privilege" is like a mountain, bringing heavy pressure.

The Sheriff's Department's car was parked not far away, but the security officer in the car watched everything happen without daring to make the slightest move.

It was not until this moment that the changes that the warrior privileges would bring to the ancestral star finally appeared in the eyes of the world.

"Old man, don't even think about burning down your store. Even if I crush your head right now, I will be detained for a few days at most and then released. Do you believe it?"

The man's voice became increasingly gloomy and cold, but his tone was very strange.

"Damn it!! I'm wearing only this layer of leather on my body and all I can do is watch!" A young security guard in the car couldn't stand it anymore. He cursed angrily, picked up his gun and was ready to rush out.

But the old security guard in the driver's seat grabbed his wrist.

"do not go!"

"The Public Security Bureau is not qualified to manage warrior incidents!"

"The law and order of warriors is controlled by the Martial Arts Department. This is a privilege!"

The old security guard said word for word: "The fire he set was in front of him, but the fire set from above is a privilege!!"

"If you try to take care of it now, you will just become a piece of firewood in the fire!"

The young security guard didn't quite understand the deep meaning of his master's words, but he knew one thing, that is, if he took care of this matter now, he might die.
"Aren't warriors protectors born to protect the Federation?"

"Aren't warriors the cornerstones of the Federation after their life levels have been sublimated to the extreme?"

The security guard weakly banged his head against the table in front of him. He still remembered the Federation's introduction to martial arts and warriors when the martial arts exam was announced and the martial arts training began.

Warriors should be the long spear of the Federation against all races, but why is the first fire of the gun now aimed at ordinary people on the ancestral planet?
Is this what a warrior is like?
The security guard thought so.

next moment! !

boom! !

Boom! ! !
The arrogant figure was blown away by some terrifying force in an instant.

Amid the smoke, a young man appeared there at some point. He squatted on the ground and helped Uncle Gong up, not caring about the mud on his body.

"Xiaotu, it's Xiaotu."

Uncle Gong's mouth was a little pale and his complexion was not very good. He looked at the child in front of him, whom he had watched grow up, with an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

Su Tu's parents were often on business trips. One time, they forgot to leave living expenses for Su Tu. Su Tu was very hungry. When he passed by a restaurant, Uncle Gong, who was still young at the time, called Su Tu.

Uncle Gong stammered at the time that he had developed a new dish and wanted to ask his little guest Su Tu to try it.

Now that I think about it, Uncle Gong is really not a good liar. When did he say that pig stomach and chicken was a new dish? It was clearly a clumsy lie made up by the man who just couldn't bear to see the children go hungry.

In the first semester of senior year, Su Tu was busy with his studies. After class, it was often past 11 o'clock. The restaurant, which should have closed early, always had a light on.
"Uncle, I'm hungry. I want to eat pork belly and chicken." Su Tu supported Uncle Gong, his voice gentle, just like before.

Uncle Gong tried to force a smile, but in the end his smile was uglier than crying.

"I can't eat it anymore. Uncle's shop is gone." Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Uncle Gong's eyes.

Su Tu wanted to say something.

But then that noisy and annoying voice rang out. "Pah, pah, pah, damn, you made me mouth full of dirt."

"Boy, are you a warrior too?" The man got up from the ground, his neck tilted, and his aura burst out without any concealment.

Qi is like a strong wind, enveloping the whole body.

A warrior of a hundred orifices!
Su Tu ignored him and helped Uncle Gong sit on a rock nearby.

"Xiao Tu, that man is a warrior, you..."

"Uncle Gong, he is not a warrior, he is not worthy." Su Tu said softly.

When the man heard this, he curled his lips, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Damn, where did this fool come from, to go against me for a piece of dirt?"

"Look at what I have on me, a warrior of a hundred orifices, understand? A hundred orifices!!"

The man spoke arrogantly, his aura surging around him.

"Why do you want to burn down the restaurant?" Su Tu stood up and walked towards the man, asking word by word.

The man came over and said, "Ask that old man, I came to his place for dinner, and he asked me for money?"

"I thought, isn't Zuxing a privilege for warriors? So how can I be considered a privilege if I give money? Of course I didn't give it to him, but this old man actually reported me to the Martial Arts Department."

"Can I let him go?"

The man spoke in a very loud voice, as if he was speaking on purpose for everyone to hear.

"Boy, you are a native warrior of Zuxing, right? Which family do you come from? Stop pretending, I am also following orders to cause trouble."

"Go play, so I won't get blood on you later."

Although his words were tough, they actually contained a hint of submission, giving Su Tu a chance to step down.

Su Tu understood what he meant by 'causing trouble on orders'.

I also saw that this person's behavior was very wrong.

But at this moment, Su Tu was more concerned about another sentence from the other party.

"You didn't pay me, and you burned down Uncle Gong's store. Now you want to kill Uncle Gong?"

"Is that the truth?"

He looked at the man seriously.

"Reason? Bullshit reason. If it were reasonable, I wouldn't want this privilege!" said the man.

"This is the privilege granted to me by the Martial Arts Department!"

Afterwards, he actually bypassed Su Tu and went straight to Uncle Gong.

Su Tu's intuition at this moment told him that the other party would really kill someone!
"It turns out that privileges allow people to kill people at will."

As the man was walking, he suddenly heard Su Tu's voice in his ears.

An inexplicable sense of crisis arose in my heart.

"Not good!" he thought to himself and turned around quickly, but he did not see the young man in front of him, only a fleeting shadow.

The third level of body movement, virtual leap!
next moment!
He felt an unimaginable pain and his two arms were pinched by Su Tu, who appeared in front of him at some point.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

He let out a wail and there was a crisp sound from his arm, which was the sound of bones being broken.

The intense pain consumed his mind, but before he could utter another howl.

Click~
He only felt his body shorten, and before he could even see the movements of the young man in front of him, his knees were crushed in an instant.

"Kneel down and apologize."

The boy's voice sounded cold and emotionless, like a gust of cold wind passing through his mind.

It made his whole body tremble. He didn't understand why a young warrior who had not yet opened his mind could have such terrifying killing power.

At this time, the sun had set and a crescent moon was hanging in the sky. Su Tu stood against the moonlight with a cold look in his eyes.

The high-ranking warrior had his limbs crippled and was lying on the ground, as if...
a dog.

(End of this chapter)