This is a cultivation game, but the operation is bad

Chapter 21 Please Don’t Die

After Jiang Liu kicked the two villains against the wall, he hurried to his grandfather, looked him up and down, and said worriedly, "Grandpa, Grandma Zhao, they didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Grandpa Jiang was stunned. He saw his eldest grandson kick a grown man with one kick, and the man fell several meters away, shaking the wall.

When the wall trembled, his heart trembled too.

"You naughty kid! We're fine, but look at them! The wall paint is falling off!"

Master Jiang pushed Jiang Liu in panic. He was just an ordinary citizen, what would he do if he got kicked and hurt?

"Yes, yes, Xiaoliu, call 120 quickly."

Grandma Zhao was also panicked. Originally, they were in the right in this matter, but after these two kicks, they could no longer be in the right.

Jiang Liu: “.”

As soon as he entered the room, he saw two ferocious-looking men surrounding two elderly widows and spitting at the mouth. He was furious and started to attack them without saying a word.

Now that he has calmed down, he realizes that he was impulsive.

A kick from an eighth-level Qigong practitioner would kill someone instantly.

Oh, no, it’s the fourth level of Qi training. The eighth level of Qi training has not been synchronized to reality yet.

Even the fourth level of Qi training won’t work!

He has a promising future, but he doesn't want to go to jail!
Jiang Liu hurriedly turned around and squatted next to the two strong men. His face turned pale after taking a look.

Why did he faint?

Why is there blood coming out of the corners of his mouth and nose?

"Wake up, wake up, don't try to scam people!"

Jiang Liu patted their faces, but when he saw no response, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and slapped them twice again.

"Wake up, big brother!"

"Speak back, please don't die!"

Jiang Liu slapped the two strong men several times in a row, and they finally responded. They opened their eyes with a groan, and their eyes were full of confusion, as if they had not yet remembered what had happened.

What about those two old guys?
I remember a little bastard kicked me?
And then I flew?

It hurts so much, it hurts so much, I feel like all the bones in my body are broken
The two men's faces were filled with pain. When they saw Jiang Liu, their expressions changed drastically. They lay on the ground, shrank back, and leaned against the wall, shouting in fear, "Don't come over here!"

He kicked them both half to pieces with one kick. Where did this ruthless person come from?
"It's good that you're not dead. It's good that you're not dead."

Jiang Liu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two men were alive, but he was scared to death. He was secretly glad that their cultivation had not yet been synchronized to reality, otherwise he would be really finished.

Seeing that the two men were fine, Jiang Liu was no longer afraid to call the police. He glared at them and said coldly, "You two were the ones who threw paint on my door?!"

"You little bastard, do you know who I am?"

One of the strong men moved his body and felt that his hip joint was broken. He got angry and started cursing.

But before he could finish his words, a fiery red sword was placed across his neck. The scorching heat burned his skin, and his temper, which had just risen, instantly subsided.

"Ok?"

Jiang Liu held the Chaoyang Sword in his hand, his face darkening.

"Ah, it's not us, it's not us!"

The man's face paled instantly when a magic sword was placed against his neck. He forced a smile and replied, "It was a thug who threw it. My boss ran into him. After a righteous scolding, the thug burst into tears and regretted it so much that he turned himself in."

"Yeah!"

The other person nodded and continued, "My boss couldn't bear to see the lonely old man cleaning the door by himself, so he asked us to come and give him some money to hire a door painter."

"That's right, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

They fell to the ground, their backs against the wall, looking at the magic sword that was emitting a hot breath. They swallowed their saliva secretly, with a flattering smile on their faces. They had completely lost their previous arrogance. What was the point of being arrogant when they couldn't even get up?

法剑
Is this a magic sword?
With one kick, he could half-cripple the two men who were at the first level of Qi training, and he had a magic weapon in his hand. Who would have thought that there was a little white dragon hidden in this small residential building.

They are also working for a salary, why would they risk their lives for a few spirit stones a month?
What if this young man gets carried away and kills them both? There will be no place to cry.

I can't afford to offend you, so I'll just admit my mistake first. "Your boss?"

Jiang Liu frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

"Boss Wang of Brilliant Bathhouse."

The strong man replied.

Why does Huihuang Bath sound so familiar?
"Are you going to change the name to Hehuan Sect?"

Jiang Liu asked.

"It didn't work. The Hehuan Sect's name has already been registered with the Copyright Bureau."

The strong man whispered, "Give me some face. We can't get to know each other without fighting. I'll treat you to a dragon later."

You've already thrown paint on my house and you're still giving me face.

I was wondering where a bathhouse owner would get so many spirit stones to level up, it turns out he's doing such despicable things.

He went door to door to buy spirit stones, and if they refused to sell them, he would throw paint on them. After that, he asked his younger brother to turn himself in. It was really disgusting.

What era is it now and you’re still playing like this? Aren’t you afraid of becoming a hot topic?

He felt ashamed to be close to such a person.

Jiang Liu stood up, pointed his sword at the door, and said expressionlessly, "Tell your boss that I've made a name for myself in front of the principal of No. 3 Middle School, and I'm a good friend of Li Dongze from the Dize Group."

Although he was not afraid of these gangsters, he had an elderly person at home. By using the principal and Li Dongze's skins, he could at least avoid some trouble.

Now he is preparing to break through to the foundation-building stage and has no time to waste on such trivial matters.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The two men didn't care how much pain they were in, they crawled out and didn't even dare to pick up the money that fell on the ground.

"This is a commotion, this is a commotion."

Uncle Jiang bent down to pick up the money while muttering to himself.

"Xiao Liu, will they retaliate against you later?"

Grandma Zhao's face was filled with worry: "Why don't I just sell the stone to them? I can't use it anyway."

Sell ​​it to them for 5 spirit stones a day?

Then what do I use?

"This is not okay."

Jiang Liu shook his head and smiled at Grandma Zhao: "It's okay, I'll tell our principal later, the principal won't sit idly by."

"That's good."

When Grandma Zhao heard that the principal would take care of it, she felt relieved. Looking at the long sword in Jiang Liu's hand, she asked curiously, "Is this the sword used by immortals? Which one is more powerful, or the golden cudgel used by Sun Wukong?"

In the eyes of old people of their age, only gods know Sun Wukong.

"It can't be compared with the golden hoop stick."

Jiang Liu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Grandma Zhao, give me your spirit stone, and I will take you to become a god in the future."

"I'm already this old, why would I want to be a god?"

Grandma Zhao waved her hands repeatedly: "I watched you grow up, too. If you want that stone, just take it and use it. Why are you being so polite to me?"

Jiang Liu: “.”

How could this be possible? He felt embarrassed to cheat an old lady in her seventies out of her spirit stones. If this got out, it would become a black history.

"Becoming a god can recreate youth."

"Hmm? Tell grandma about it?"

　Seeking pursuit!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)