Chapter 863 Do You Want to Gain Power?

"Senior brother, are you an enemy?" Guoguo asked curiously. ㈧㈠中Ω文┡　Ω网ん＊⒈

Song Shuhang smiled and said: "No, at most he has had a relationship with me."

"Then, will they kill Senior Brother Shuhang?" Zhu Loli asked curiously.

"How is it possible? The most I can do is beat me up. Ahem! Are you expecting something? Are you expecting them to beat me seriously and then do what you want to do?" Song Shuhang asked.

Guo Guo said: "How could it be? We were just thinking about whether we should lend a helping hand to Senior Brother Shuhang. Senior Brother, you are trying to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart."

At this time, the porcelain man stared at the three naughty children fiercely: "Shut up, you three little guys, don't keep chirping."

Then, he turned to stare at Song Shuhang: "If you are a man, just go ahead. Which hand do you want me to break? Besides... let these three little guys go alone. I never hurt children."

This porcelain man unexpectedly has a bottom line as a human being.

"Okay, it's not appropriate for children to see violent scenes. You three are waiting here." Song Shuhang said to Guo Guo and the other three.

After saying that, he followed the porcelain man and the men with ferocious faces and turned into a smaller alley nearby.

A human tragedy is about to take place.

Guo Guo: "Will Senior Brother Shuhang kill all these guys?"

Shi: "Definitely not. They are just ordinary people. At most, can you give them a lesson?"

Zhu: "I'm so envious. Why doesn't anyone cause trouble for us like they did with Senior Brother Shuhang? I've never been surrounded by anyone."

When Guo Guo heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she didn't know what was going on in his little mind.

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in alley

Now, Song Shuhang no longer has the interest in slaying these ordinary hooligans... After all, he is now a third-grade monk. Besides, ordinary ruffians can't provide him with experience points, so it's meaningless to farm them.

Of course, if the other party insisted on hitting the gun, it was no wonder that Song Shuhang was there.

"Boy, have you decided which hand you want to keep? Left hand or right hand?" The porcelain man tapped the steel pipe in his hand. The other men around him surrounded Song Shuhang.

"Well... both the left and right hands are useful, so I can't leave either one to you." Then, Song Shuhang said seriously: "In addition, I remind you that I have practiced! I will fight guys like you one by one. One hundred." One hundred is Song Shuhang's modest way of saying it.

"Your uncle!" The porcelain man was angry.

He waved the steel pipe and smashed it towards Song Shuhang's face.

When gangsters fight, apart from experience, the most important thing is momentum.

Overwhelm the enemy with momentum and then defeat him with one blow.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand, and with just a slight hook, he easily grabbed the steel pipe from the porcelain man's hand. Then he turned slightly to the side, stretched out his legs, and the man who touched the porcelain fell to the ground.

Song Shuhang smiled slightly, twisted the steel pipe with both hands, and exerted a slight force - giving these gangsters a demonstration of the technique of twisting the steel pipe with his bare hands.

The man who touched the porcelain opened his eyes wide. He brought the steel pipe himself, and of course he knew that it was a genuine steel pipe with a hardness that was not mixed with water.

This young man was able to twist a steel pipe into a twist. This is a level of arm strength that he would never be able to achieve even if he masturbated for a hundred years.

"Again, I've practiced my voice." Song Shuhang threw aside the twisted steel pipe and thought about how to be gentler later? Or heavier?

While he was thinking...suddenly, Song Shuhang paused slightly.

Then, Song Shuhang stopped talking nonsense and stepped forward like a tiger among sheep. With a few punches and kicks, he knocked the porcelain man and his companions to the ground.

After beating these guys, Song Shuhang turned around and left the alley, leading the three naughty children to Luo Xin Block.

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The porcelain man and his companions lay on the ground, screaming repeatedly.

Song Shuhang controlled the intensity of his strikes to the extent that they would be most painful but would not be seriously injured. It can make them unable to get out of bed for several days,

But it won't leave any hidden damage.

"Damn it, damn it." The porcelain man gritted his teeth and rolled on the ground in pain.

This time they hit the wall. The opponent was really a master of training. It wouldn't be a problem for one of them to beat a hundred of them.

But he hates it. Feeling aggrieved.

Three months ago, this boy took away the only two thousand yuan he had and made him drink northwest wind for a long time. Finally, he found the other party and was ready to take revenge, but he was beaten to pieces.

"If I had strong power, if I could knock this guy to the ground..." This thought appeared in his mind.

At this moment... an illusory voice sounded in the ear of the porcelain man: "Do you long for power?"

This voice was ethereal, near yet far away, male and female, old and young, and it sounded extremely strange. Moreover, there is temptation in this voice, which makes people’s hearts flutter as soon as they hear it.

The porcelain man was still thinking about the meaning of this sentence in his mind, but his mouth subconsciously replied: "No, thanks... I long for ********. This is today's young people, on the Internet The result of suffering from various 'popular terms on the Internet'.

Sometimes, such popular terms and memes have become instinctive in young people’s lives. When you hear the first half of the sentence, your body will be ready to move, and you will instinctively answer the second half of the sentence.

The ethereal voice paused.

For a moment, this ethereal voice really wanted to turn around and walk away, ignoring this stupid fool who only had sex.

Fortunately, he finally calmed down.

After a moment, the ethereal voice continued to ring in the ears of the porcelain man: "Do you long for power? Do you long to be the protagonist of the world? Do you long to avenge your enemies? Do you long to trample your enemies under your feet? Come on, ravage him severely?"

This time, the disembodied voice spoke out all the temptations in one breath, lest this idiot give an answer that would make him vomit blood.

Become the protagonist of this world? This line deeply touched the heart of the porcelain man.

However, he still had some doubts.

"Strength? Can you twist a steel pipe into twists with your bare hands?" the porcelain man asked - influenced by Song Shuhang just now, in his current opinion, twisting steel pipes into twists with bare hands is strength!

"It's far more than that." The disembodied voice said seductively, and at the same time, he felt a little relieved, and the fool took the bait.

The porcelain man asked again: "Can you knock down the guy who just beat me?"

"As long as you gain strength, you can defeat ten of them with one hand." The ethereal voice seduced again.

The porcelain man's eyes lit up, but after thinking about it, he asked again: "Then what price do I have to pay? Do you need me to save the world?"

The disembodied voice paused again.

"You don't need to pay any price, you just need to find a treasure for me one day." The ethereal voice said again.

The porcelain man thought for a moment: "How can I trust you? How can you give me strength?"

"Lower your head and look in front of your eyes. What do you see?" the disembodied voice continued.

The porcelain man followed the instructions and lowered his head to look in front of him.

Then, he saw what seemed to be a small black dot emerging in the void. The small black dot absorbed the power of heaven and earth, and countless black light dots condensed over it.

It was like sand was piling up, and finally...these little black dots condensed into a black crystal ring.

The porcelain man's eyes widened. This was totally not something humans could do.

Am I really going to be the protagonist in the novel?

"Tell me, what did you see?" the disembodied voice continued.

"I saw a... ring." The porcelain man replied.

"Very good, you really have the potential of a king, so you can see it. Then, stretch out your hand and grab this ring. Put it on, you...will become the king of this world!" That nothingness The ethereal voice said seductively.

"Put it on and become the king of the world?" The porcelain man stretched out his hand and grabbed the ring: "This plot is so familiar. Will this ring not control my mind?"

"No." The disembodied voice said.

"So, if I put it on, can I gain the ability to transform into armor or something like that?" the porcelain man asked again.

This time, the disembodied voice stopped answering.

There was no way, there was a real generation gap between him and today's young people, and he felt that he had to make up for the recent youth knowledge.

The porcelain man frowned and waited for a while. When he saw that the voice stopped answering him, he had to carefully put the crystal ring on his hand.

Become the king of the world, be the protagonist, just listen.

But if I can get the power to defeat that guy, that's enough.

At worst, after teaching the guy a lesson, he would seal the ring away—or, like the characters in the movie "The Lord of the Rings" did many years ago, destroy the ring.

The moment the porcelain man put on the ring, he immediately felt powerful power emerging from the ring and entering his body.

In an instant, he was beaten by Song Shuhang and the pain left behind healed without medicine.

Not only did his body no longer hurt, but his originally thin body had grown in size, with faint outlines of muscles.

Power, a steady stream of power, emerges from the body.

This feeling is so wonderful. He felt that he could deal with ten of his previous selves by himself now.

All around, the companions who were still lying on the ground groaning were stunned when they saw the porcelain-touching man suddenly stand up.

"Hahahaha." The porcelain man laughed strangely, then he squatted down and picked up a steel pipe brought by his companion on the ground.

"Yeah!" The porcelain man used all his strength to twist the steel pipe.

It's a pity...the steel pipe was not twisted into a twist, but was twisted and bent a lot.

However, the porcelain man was not disappointed. Because he can feel that as time goes by, his body becomes stronger and stronger!

As long as he is given a little more time to twist the steel pipe with his bare hands, it will definitely not be a problem. (To be continued.)