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Chapter 65: The world oppresses people? No, it is people who oppress people! If you don't want to be bullied, you have to punch the world to make it clear!
Old streets and Zhang family’s mourning shed.

"Ah Qing, listen to me, I have no choice. A Yuan is too stubborn. If she could be softer, this wouldn't have happened."

It was freezing cold, and in the simple, leaky mourning shed, the braziers were spewing out burnt ash sporadically.

Zhang Qing stepped on the chest of the commoner whom he used to call 'brother-in-law', put a knife to his neck, his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth, his eyes were terrifyingly creepy.

Finally, the man trembled and told the truth.

When she heard that her own sister was "sold" to Yang Yan, the leader of the Tiger and Leopard Hall, by her husband because of a gambling debt, she hanged herself because she could not bear the humiliation.

His eyelids trembled, he gritted his teeth, and held the knife tightly. With a "swish" sound, he fell with a scream. The skinny boy shouted coldly:

"Let me see how you can gamble in the future!"

After saying this, he walked towards the cold wind, wrapped his clothes tightly around him, picked up the bloody blade, turned around and walked away.

Zhang Liuzi's father, Zhang Laoshuan, and his sisters and relatives came forward tremblingly:

"Little Six, you."

"That's the Tiger and Leopard Pavilion. Even our neighbor Ji Ye is far inferior to the young leader. You can't..."

From Ji Xiu to Ji Ye.

Even though the people have gone away, the fences and yards are covered with dust.

But his growing reputation made the old neighbors in the old streets and alleys afraid to yell at him even if they couldn't see him.

Zhang Qing frowned and forced a smile:

"Dad, don't worry."

"I am nothing, and so are they."

"The rich and powerful are so arrogant and powerful that we can't afford to offend them."

"It's just that there's work waiting for me at the pharmacy, and I'm so busy that I can't spare the time."

"I'll burn paper for you when I come back later."

He sniffed and strode across the dry, cracked yellow earth. The autumn wind was bleak, and the lonely, thin figure leaving, coupled with the blood gushing out, and the man lying on the ground twitching and unconscious.
The people who were kneeling and standing around the mourning shed looked at his departing shadow and shuddered with fear.

The common people living in these old streets and alleys can’t help but have an illusion.

That is. From his back, I saw a glimpse of the shadow of the black-robed hall master.

It turns out that you become like the people you are with.

Zhang Qing clenched the knife tightly, his rough face expressionless. Upon closer inspection, his whole body was tense, like a soaring eagle, ready to pounce and kill.

Just as he was about to turn and walk out of the old street.

In front of him, a hooded man in black stood silently, as if he had been waiting for a long time:
"You are seeking death."

He suddenly spoke, and took off his hood, revealing a young man with a complicated expression on his face:
"Yang Yan is the young leader of the Tiger and Leopard Hall. He has strength in his bones and is a man who has worked hard to forge his bones. You have only entered the state of strength and have only just begun to nourish your blood and strengthen your tendons. Although you have some talent and can understand the secret of 'entering strength' in a month or so, but..."

Zhang Qing stopped, his face tense when he heard this, and suddenly a hint of pleading appeared:
"Then Master Han, can you help me?"

The young man named 'Master Han' was silent after hearing this:
"Yang Daohan is one of ours. Yang Yan is his legitimate son. If I kill him, he will go crazy and the consequences will be there."

"But she's my biological sister! Did he tell my family about this?"

Zhang Qing flicked his sleeves and took two steps back:

"Master Han, you always say that the world oppresses people, the world oppresses people, and it is not easy for poor people to practice martial arts, so you have to give us peasants a way to heaven."

"When we open the door to martial arts in the future, we can go to the prefecture and the state and tell those wealthy families from the thirty-six trades and the aristocratic families that one day we will be able to chop them down with a single blow, but what?"

His rough and honest face suddenly became ferocious as he was filled with anger.

When he mentioned this, his muscles tensed up and he gasped:

"You don't even need to say that you have made great achievements in martial arts. Just look at the present moment. You said that I have a talent for martial arts and wanted to recommend me to the Tiger and Leopard Pavilion. But if I didn't follow Brother Ji and actually went to the Tiger and Leopard Pavilion, "Then if my sister was forced to death by Yang Yan, should I also watch silently and smile at the side? Say that the bastard did a great job?"

Master Han's face gradually became stiff.

“I used to think that this was the way my life would be.”

"But, it wasn't until I met you, Master Han, and Brother Ji after he practiced martial arts that I realized that my life was more than just this."

"Since I followed Brother Ji, I finally understood, Master Han."

"There is no such thing as the world oppressing people. It's all people oppressing people!"

"I don't know why you, Master Han, are so resentful of the nobles and powerful families."

"But you run rampant in Anning County, and the three major gangs treat you with respect. The son of the leader of the Tiger and Leopard Hall killed my family. Is this oppression against me? Is this oppression by the world!?"

“But you’re all on the same path.”

The smile on Zhang Qing's face was uglier than crying:
"I'm not Brother Ji, and I don't want to cause trouble to you, Master Han, let alone to him. I didn't intend to ask you to do justice."

"Everyone has his own path and his own life. You shouldn't involve others. Just live your own life. This is what my father taught me."

"And all I have is this knife and my life."

"I know that you, Master Han, have great strategies in mind. You are willing to teach us peasants martial arts for no reason and give us a way to go."

"But not everyone in this world is a good person like you who can still have some compassion after having 'fists' like you."

"Why does the world oppress people? It's because you are weak, so those who are stronger than you oppress you. You are born without any way to do anything about it!"

"If you want to change, you can only use a pair of iron fists to smash the world, call yourself the 'Martial Saint of the World', and ask everyone to follow your rules. Otherwise, it's all empty talk!"

"This is what Brother Ji taught me, and I think he is right."

"And what you taught, Master Han, is that martial arts can be spread all over the world and everyone can be like a dragon."

Zhang Qing lowered his head, bowed to the person in front of him, and walked away with the sword in hand:

"The man became a dragon."

"I'm still a bug."

"If he wants to suppress me while we live under the same roof, what can I do?"

"When a common man gets angry, blood splatters five steps away!"

The figure went away, leaving only a young man named "Han Ying". He took out the "Zhonghuang Taiyi" jade token, frowned and said nothing.

If the room is full of ambitious people, then what does the so-called "God" sitting at the top want?

Is it really to 'clear away corruption and bring peace to the world'?

In fact, when the young man ran from Jiangyin Prefecture to Anning County, which was 500 miles away from the "Earth Dragon Cave", he had already felt a little shaken in his heart.

It was as if no matter which way he went, it was always wrong.

"Master, I stole the 'Jade Scroll of Immortals' that you collected with so much difficulty and intended to give to that nobleman. I joined the Zhonghuang Sect and planned to have the 'General Summoning the Spirits' come to the world in the form of incense and offerings."

"Really? Is that so?"

Even though they all worship the "Zhonghuang Sect".

Why can the young leader of the Tiger and Leopard Hall kill the people he has pointed out at will?

But he has to take into account the overall situation of the arrival of the foreign gods and be cautious?
Han Ying's eyes flickered, unable to bear the thought.

I couldn't help but move.

(End of this chapter)