This martial god is too extreme.

Chapter 69: Master Zhou Wuliang

At this time, the night is lonely.

Uncle Gong looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The figure who was high above and had stepped on him was now kneeling on the ground, wailing, looking in a miserable state, like a dead dog.

In the past, the boy who always smiled had a cold face and acted like a devil. But in Uncle Gong's eyes, the boy was still the little hungry child.

However, the child now stands at the door of the store to stop bad customers.
Uncle Gong fainted as his energy dissipated. Seeing this, Su Tu instantly appeared beside Uncle Gong and felt his breath to make sure he was fine.

Only then did Su Tu feel relieved.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"How dare you, how dare you do this to me for a peasant."

"You are dead, you are dead. No matter which noble family you are from or which martial arts school you belong to, you will have to pay the price!"

The man knelt on the ground and screamed crazily. The severe pain in his limbs made him unbearable.

He was shouting like a madman.

But the young man in front of him didn't even look at him.

Su Tu turned around and looked at the small restaurant. The original store was now only a ruin.

Without saying a word, he picked up Uncle Gong and walked straight towards the security car not far away.

The two security guards were now stunned; everything that had just happened happened too fast.

It only took the young man a few minutes from appearing to defeating the other party. Before they could even figure out the situation, they saw Su Tu already holding Uncle Gong in front of the car door.

"Please help me take him to the hospital." Su Tu said softly.

The old security guard quickly opened the car door, and Su Tu put Uncle Gong in the back seat and turned away.

"What are you going to do?"

The younger security guard couldn't help but look at Su Tu's back and spoke.

Su Tu returned to the warrior, held his head with one hand, and then strode away.

"I want to ask, what exactly does privilege mean?"

"If the privileges of a warrior allow him to wantonly set fire and kill people in the North Sea, then can I also do it in front of the martial arts department?"

"kill him!"

As the night deepened and the moonlight became dim, the young man grabbed the warrior's head and walked on the street as if he was dragging a dead dog.

The warrior's wailing sounded in the streets and alleys
It was tragic and horrific. That night, many parents threatened their children that if they didn't obey, there would be a night cry baby coming to find them.
The Martial Arts Department was still bustling at this moment, with many staff members still compiling lists.

All matters related to martial arts, from martial arts certificates to martial arts examinations, are managed by this organization, so the Martial Arts Bureau has a lot of official business.

At this moment, in the upper echelons of the Martial Arts Department.

Chen Yuan sat on the sofa holding a cup of tea: "Don't worry, since the higher-ups think that the martial arts luck is rising too slowly, let's add fuel to the fire."

"People today don't realize what the privileges of a warrior represent."

"As long as they realize that when you become a warrior, all restrictions and laws cannot control them, they will pursue the way to become a warrior like mad beasts."

"And my junior brother has already helped you open the lock."

Chen Yuan took a sip of tea, and there was a hint of teasing in his casual voice.

It was as if he was lamenting how profound what he had just said was.

Opposite him sat a slightly older man, with a few bald spots on the top of his head, a big belly, and looked very official.

"The rise of martial arts luck is not slow. In half a month, the luck has risen by at least 10%. I didn't expect that the higher-ups are still not satisfied."

"Hey, I have no choice but to beg you."

"Hahaha, Director Wang, don't be so modest. You already have a solution."

"The more people are eager for martial arts, the higher their desire for martial arts, the more people practice martial arts, and the more martial arts luck the ancestral star will have."

"The more powerful natives there are on the ancestral star, the more prosperous it will be. But a group of natives still want to breed powerful people? What a dream!"

"So, why not let them pursue martial arts crazily under the stimulation of various privileges, and then ascend. Isn't this what you told me at the beginning?"

Chen Yuan said with a smile.

"Hahahahaha, you, don't call me Director Wang. The directors of the Martial Arts Department are Director Lin and Director Bai. It's just that they appear and disappear like ghosts, which makes me have to worry about them." "Once this matter ferments, our great hero Chen Yuan will make his debut."

As Director Wang spoke, he breathed heavily and his big belly swayed as if he was ten months pregnant.

During this period, the higher-ups were not satisfied with the speed at which the Ancestral Star's fortune was rising, so they issued a notice requiring all localities to increase their fortune as quickly as possible.

The method chosen by Director Wang is to let people see the privileges of warriors, see the tyranny of warriors, and make them feel either fear or desire, so as to arouse people's desire for martial arts in the shortest possible time.

By some coincidence, he found the person who could open the lock.

And that man was Chen Yuan’s junior fellow apprentice.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Now all the cities in the ancestral star are trying to find ways to improve their martial arts luck. The documents for the training camp have not been approved yet. If Beihai is the first to meet the standards, then there will definitely be rewards from above.

Not only will you get promoted and make money, you might even be qualified to explore the ruins.

The two thought happily.

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open and a panicked man ran in.

“No, it’s not good!!”

"Someone came to the Martial Arts Department carrying a warrior."

"You're crazy! How dare you come to the Martial Arts Department to cause trouble!" Director Wang glared, and the fat on his forehead stuck out.

He got up hurriedly and followed the man out.

The Martial Arts Department has just been established, and it absolutely cannot fail in his hands. He is still counting on the Martial Arts Department for promotion and wealth.

"Interesting, they actually come to the Martial Arts Department to cause trouble." Chen Yuan sat in the house without going downstairs, with an expression of watching a show on his face.

The relationship between them is not even that of drinking buddies. They cooperate for the sake of interests, and it is normal for them to watch each other's fun.

Director Wang came to the second-floor lobby panting.

He looked down and saw a young man standing there holding a dying warrior.

The warrior's limbs were limp and his face was covered in blood and dirt, but Director Wang still recognized the warrior's identity at first sight.

"You!! You!! You are so brave that you dare to commit a crime in front of the Martial Arts Department. Do you know who you caught?"

"You are a student of Tingfeng Martial Arts School, a disciple of Master Chang Xiao. How dare you do this? Do you know how big of a mess you have caused? Your family and your master will all suffer a disaster because of you!"

He knew this man very well; he was Chen Yuan's junior fellow apprentice and the one they had chosen to "open the lock".

"Catch him for me, catch him for me!" Director Wang roared.

In an instant, the warriors who had been watching coldly rushed out from all directions and headed straight for Su Tu, wanting to join forces to suppress Su Tu.

At this moment, Su Tu threw the man at his feet.

"It turns out that the warriors of the Martial Arts Department can also enforce the law."

"A student of Master Chang Xiao, a student of Tingfeng Martial Arts School. That's a long title. You want to mention someone, right? I should be able to mention him as well."

Su Tu raised his head and looked at Director Wang, there seemed to be an abyss in his eyes.

"My master is Zhou Wuliang, and my senior brother Li Hu, he has a teacher, and so do I." Su Tu's voice was not loud.

But it sounded like thunder to Director Wang's ears.

There are a total of eight guarding temples in Beihai, eight of which are guarded by the Buddhas, and the remaining seven have made great contributions and exchanged their merits for the opportunity to come to Zuxing to accept disciples and seek opportunities to share their good fortune.

Only Zhou Wuliang came out of nowhere, and his disciple directly became the first captain of the Special Operations Department of the Security Bureau.

The Federation had secret orders for other garrisons, informing the Martial Arts Department of how to treat these garrisons, but when it came to Zhou Wuliang, there was only one sentence.

"Everything is allowed!!"

This sentence is enough to show that Zhou Wuliang's status is superior to other garrisons!
Can his disciples afford to provoke him?
“Stop it! Stop it now!!”

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and he shouted anxiously. He was not paying attention for a moment and his foot slipped. His fat body fell forward and he fell straight down from the second floor.

Thank you all for your support, because I have to put it on the recommendation, so the release time will be delayed for a few days, but the delay will not be in vain. The original 30,000-word burst will be changed to 40,000 words. Thank you all for your support again. Finally, I beg you not to idle away from the book these days, it needs a wave of catch-up reading.

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(End of this chapter)