"Can you stop pretending?"
Brother Liang glanced at Xia Fukun. He is such a dignified cultivator, but he can still be threatened by a high school student holding a steel pipe
God! When did you hear that practitioners are afraid of steel pipes? Um
"If you have the ability, come and try."
Brother Liang sneered, "Hey!" and the T-shirt on his upper body was directly shattered by his spiritual power. Immediately afterwards, the lumpy flesh appeared in front of Xia Fukun. On his chest, there is also a dragon crossing the river tattooed by a tattoo artist whose skills are not very good at first glance.
If Brother Liang were an ordinary person, this tattoo would make people laugh to death. However, he is a cultivator! This tattoo, which is not very good, has become his plus point.
At that moment, some workers around began to echo:
"Brother Liang Niuhide!"
"Is Brother Liang's move called explosion on the spot?!"
"Shhh."
Brother Liang pressed his hands, looking proud.
"Let me kill that kid first and then talk about other things."
After saying that, Brother Liang shouted angrily, and then rushed towards Xia Fukun.
Looking at Brother Liang getting closer and closer to him, Xia Fukun's eyes flashed with disgust.
"Idiot."
His lips were slightly opened, and the steel pipe in his hand was quietly raised. Before Brother Liang punched him, there was a sound of "Bang!" and it hit Brother Liang directly on the shoulder.
The huge force coming from the steel pipe directly made Brother Liang's legs weaken and he knelt down...
And under his knees, the ground began to crack at this moment...
He didn't know how hard Xia Fukun used the stick, but he knew that it was impossible for an ordinary person to knock himself to his knees with a stick!
At that moment, before Brother Liang could speak, the workers behind him were dumbfounded.
"Brother Liang! What's going on?! Why did you kneel down?!"
"Shut up!"
Brother Liang glared at them angrily, and after yelling, he stood up with a grin on his face and endured the pain, looking at Xia Fukun with cold eyes.
"Boy, are you a cultivator too?"
Boy... you are also a practitioner.
This sentence reached the ears of the workers, and everyone was dumbfounded.
This child of the old Xia family is actually a cultivator? ?
"Do you think it is necessary for a dead man to know so much?"
Xia Fukun glanced at Brother Liang lightly and said with a grin.
"You idiot, do you really think of yourself as a toy?"
Brother Liang roared angrily, enduring the severe pain and rushed towards Xia Fukun again. However, he had just taken action.
"Bang!"
There was another loud noise.
Xia Fukun swung the steel pipe in his hand down again.
"throat-"
Brother Liang knelt down to Xia Fu again. This time, both of his bottom covers hit the ground hard. In addition to the cracks on the ground, his knees also shattered with a "click" at this moment.
The severe pain of shattering bones came, and Brother Liang couldn't help but grinned and rolled on the ground.
Xia Fukun, on the other hand, had no intention of letting him go and walked to Brother Liang's side with an indifferent expression. The steel pipe in his hand was raised again.
"Xiao Kun! You can't fight! If you fight again, you will kill someone!"
When the workers saw that Xia Fukun was going to hit Brother Liang, they quickly went up and grabbed Xia Fukun.
It was also at this time that a hint of sarcasm appeared on Xia Fukun's face.
"Did you feel the same way when my dad was beaten?"
After hearing Xia Fukun's words, all the workers stopped talking...
Subconsciously, they still regarded Xia Fukun as the high school student and felt that they could persuade Xia Fukun. But they overlooked one thing, that is, the current Xia Fukun, like Brother Liang, is a practitioner they cannot afford to offend...
"But if you do this... you will go to jail."
Hearing the words of the worker in front of him, Xia Fukun chuckled.
"so what?"
As he finished speaking, Xia Fukun waved the steel pipe in his hand again.
But this time, the swipe caused a splash of blood...
When the workers around him saw Brother Liang's miserable state, they all felt sick.
Xia Fukun didn't react at all.
He is different from these workers.
Compared to Earth, Jiuyou Continent is even more cruel. On the Jiuyou Continent, death is a common occurrence. Xia Fukun not only saw death, but also caused death with his own hands.
People like Brother Liang are just a scourge to Xia Fukun. He is not a hero, and he will not promote good and eliminate evil, because those are not what he should do. However, when an evil person like Brother Liang comes to him, he doesn't mind and becomes the executioner.
However, what Xia Fukun didn't expect was...
In the capital of China.
In a splendid building.
"Recently, the number of cultivators on the earth is increasing day by day, and the number of cultivators in China is also growing at a rapid rate. If this continues, it may not be easy to control."
The person who spoke was an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit. This old man was lean and sharp, but his eyes were as bright as the eyes of a tiger. At this moment, he frowned slightly, obviously worried.
"So what, these newly awakened cultivators are just wretches who are not even D-level. Our relevant department is a government unit with four B-level masters. Can an individual still go against the government?"
The person who answered was a young man with flaming red hair. At this moment, he had a disdainful smile on his face, and there were scorching powers flowing around his body.
If Xia Fukun were here, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance that this young man's strength has reached B level, which is the realm of divine power on the Jiuyou Continent!
"That's what it's all about."
As soon as the old man spoke, his body trembled, and immediately, together with the young man, he turned his gaze in the direction of Xia Fukun.
"Tiannan City? Class A?"
Both of them were a little dumbfounded. What were you talking about just now
"It shouldn't be Class A..."
The red-haired young man took a breath.
A-level... He has never seen an A-level practitioner in his life! It is said that an A-level cultivator can break mountains and rivers with a wave of his hand... Isn't this kind of existence already a hero in fantasy novels
"Anyway, you still have to go to Tiannan City and have a look... Suzaku, if the owner of that aura just now is really A-level, we will do everything we can to recruit him into the organization and let him serve the country! Don’t make enemies with him, do you understand?”
"Take orders..."
The red-haired young man called Suzaku took a deep breath, stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, chewed it for a few times, and immediately disappeared on the spot...