"Wang Tao?"
Looking at the arrogant young man in front of him, Zhang Ziling's expression also changed slightly.
Immediately, he pushed Xia Fukun and Zhang Ziyou aside.
"Xia Fukun, take Zhang Ziyou away first."
"Haha, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Before Xia Fukun could figure out the situation, the young man named Wang Tao had already led his men to surround Xia Fukun and Zhang Ziyou.
"Wang Tao! This is between the two of us and has nothing to do with them. Let them go."
After seeing Wang Tao, Zhang Ziling had already sobered up a lot. He looked at Wang Tao and said through gritted teeth.
"That's not okay, Zhang Ziling, I told you the same thing last time, but did you let the brothers around me leave? Haha, you are a little brat with a second grade, how dare you go against me?"
It was also during the conversation between Zhang Ziling and Wang Tao that Xia Fukun learned about the situation. It seems that there was a dispute between Zhang Ziling and Wang Tao before, and now Wang Tao and his younger brother happened to be caught.
"Xia Fukun, I'll hold on to you later, and you take Zhang Ziyou away."
Zhang Ziling's expression turned gloomy when he heard Wang Tao's words.
"Is it so troublesome?"
Xia Fukun was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, he passed by Zhang Ziling and walked in front of Wang Tao and others.
"I'm talking about you guys, do you want to act like a fool, or do you want to rush over here and let's have a fight?"
Wang Tao and others were confused when they heard Xia Fukun's ridicule.
"You little bitch, do what you can!"
A boy next to Wang Tao cursed and rushed towards Xia Fukun.
"Oh, too slow."
Xia Fukun watched Wang Tao's younger brother running towards him, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Then, the fingers behind his back suddenly pointed at Wang Tao's younger brother.
"Desolation... three fingers."
With a sharp shout, Xia Fukun stabbed Wang Tao's little brother directly with his finger.
However…
What Xia Fukun didn't expect was.
Wang Tao's little brother didn't react at all after being poked by him? ?
"Three Fingers of Desolation?"
The younger brother Wang Tao laughed at that time.
He grabbed Xia Fukun's collar and slapped him with a big mouth.
"I'm going to let you have three fingers of desolation, three fingers of desolation, right?"
"This is your grandfather's Tathagata Palm!"
"Bah bang bang!"
Several consecutive slaps stunned Xia Fukun.
It was only at this time that Xia Fukun realized that there was no spiritual power left in his body. Regardless of whether Jiuyou Continent was a dream before, I am now an ordinary person.
Xia Fukun's face felt a burning pain after being slapped several times by Wang Tao's younger brother.
He looked at Wang Tao's younger brother with cold eyes, but found that he was not as strong as the other person. He was grabbed by the collar and couldn't get away at all!
really…
In the world of ordinary people, being big is indeed the biggest advantage in fighting...
"Wang Tao, let go of my brother!"
At this time, Zhang Ziling gritted his teeth and picked up a brick from somewhere.
Looking at the brick in Zhang Ziling's hand, Wang Tao hesitated a little.
Zhang Ziling knows this better than him. This guy really doesn't want his life in a fight!
"Haha, Zhang Ziling, look, I'm not going to embarrass your brother. You're the one who wants to poke me because of your bad brains, right? What did he say just now? Three Fingers of Desolation? I see that your brother Have you read too many martial arts novels?"
Listening to Wang Tao's ridicule and looking at Xia Fukun's swollen cheeks, Zhang Ziling cursed, "Fuck!" Then, the brick in his hand flew directly towards Wang Tao.
"Fuck!"
Wang Tao didn't expect that Zhang Ziling could do this, so he quickly dodged.
However-
Zhang Ziling was very fast. When the brick was thrown, his body had already moved. When he came to Wang Tao, he directly grabbed the brick in the air, and then hit Wang Tao's forehead with a "bang" son!
Wang Tao had never practiced Iron Tou Kung Fu before. When Zhang Ziling hit him with a brick, blood spurted out from his forehead!
"Brother Tao!"
Wang Tao's younger brothers were also dumbfounded.
That’s the truth…
There are no loyal younger brothers. After seeing Wang Tao's tragic situation, Wang Tao's younger brothers were all very scared and hid from a distance looking at Zhang Ziling with red eyes.
The big guy who was holding Xia Fukun earlier also let Xia Fukun go.
"Are you okay?"
Zhang Ziling came to Xia Fukun's side and asked Xia Fukun.
"fine… "
Xia Fukun shook his head, but he was a little confused after drinking some wine and being slapped by Wang Tao's younger brother.
It was precisely because of this that he realized a reality...
Here is the earth.
He, Xia Fukun, is really back.
He is no longer the all-powerful Saint Transformation Realm expert on the Nine Nether Continent.
He is just an ordinary person...
Seeing that Xia Fukun was fine, Zhang Ziling nodded and immediately turned his attention to Wang Tao's gang.
"Get the hell out of here! Next time I see you, I will take off one of your legs!"
Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Wang Tao's gang of boys all swallowed their saliva.
There are many types of gangsters... Like Wang Tao, they are the lowest-level gangsters. They hang out in Internet cafes every day, do nothing but bully the weak and fear the strong. So when facing such gangsters, even if they are student gang members, there is no need to be too afraid.
It was also after seeing Zhang Ziling driving Wang Tao and others away that Xia Fukun looked at Zhang Ziling curiously:
"Zi Ling, but speaking of which, how did your skills become so powerful? I remember you weren't..."
"Shhh."
Zhang Ziling shook his head at Xia Fukun, and then said to Zhang Ziyou:
"Ziyou, please go back first. Xia Fukun and I still have something to talk about. Send me a WeChat message when you get home."
"All right."
Zhang Ziyou is the kind of good girl. Although she also has a lot to say to Zhang Ziling, but the other party asked her to go back, then she should go back first.
"Let's find a barbecue stall and chat while making skewers."
"OK."
Soon, outside an open-air barbecue restaurant, Zhang Ziling and Xia Fukun each held a bottle of beer in their hands.
After drinking beer, Zhang Ziling said to Xia Fukun slightly drunk:
"Xia Fukun, do you know the practitioners?"
"ha?"
Xia Fukun was dumbfounded when he heard Zhang Ziling's words.
what's going on? Are there really practitioners? Does that mean that what happened in Jiuyou Continent was not actually a dream?
Thinking of this, Xia Fukun quickly said to Zhang Ziling:
"What's the meaning?"