Chapter 3203 Doing Good and Doing Evil

Human thoughts are always very contradictory.

I don't want to hurt innocent passers-by, nor do I want to violate the opportunity for promotion.

How is this kind of behavior that wants to do good but has to do evil as a last resort different from the behavior that wants to be a bitch but also wants to build a memorial arch?

Shaking my head with a smile, I kicked away the gangster who was kneeling in front of me, clutching his stomach and groaning, and walked towards the center of the town with the blue witch.

After finding a hotel, the Blue Witch went upstairs to rest, while I went to the surrounding shops to buy ingredients.

After buying vegetables and meat, when I was walking back with them, a group of people armed with iron rods and other weapons suddenly appeared in the quiet corners of the streets.

This group of people is quite novel, both in terms of clothing and appearance.

Back-cut, board-inch, mohawk, punk, texture, caliper head, and colorful, dazzling, just like a worker parade organized by a hair salon!

I was stunned by the scene in front of me!

But obviously, the colorful guys opposite didn’t think that I was stunned because their styles were too unique. On the contrary, a certain young man with a killer afro and a green head was very impressed by the mohawk. , the muscular man holding a mace said flatteringly: "Boss, this guy must be frightened by our momentum!"

The boss was so stupid that he believed it!

I'm really speechless.

It is simply a miracle that such a stupid boss and such a stupid gang are still surviving till now!

Just when I was curious and shocked by their existence, Mohawk put his head on his head, stuck out his tongue, and said to me with a fierce look on his face: "Boy, are you the one who beat me?"

"Huh?" I looked confused: "What subordinate? Can you describe the specific characteristics?"

The mohawk was startled when he heard this, and immediately fell into a state of thinking. He whispered to a few gangsters for a while, and then regained his fierce expression and described the characteristics of the beaten men.

As soon as I heard it, I had a picture in my mind.

"Yes, I did it."

I admitted immediately.

"Boy, don't think that if you insist on denying it, I will"

"Boss, he admitted it."

The green Shamate afro reminded in a low voice.

"Ah? What? Admitted it?" Mohawk looked in disbelief, then looked at me, and I nodded cooperatively.

"Ah, now that you admit it, it's easy to handle." The mohawk stretched out its thick finger and touched my chest, saying: "You don't understand the principle of killing to pay for life and debt to pay for money, right?"

"Understand."

"It's easy to explain if you understand. I'll give you two paths for you to choose."

I looked calm and said with a smile, "Please tell me."

As soon as Mohawk heard the word "please", he became happy. His smile was so ugly that the other boys also laughed so hard. Two of them even laughed so exaggeratedly that they fell to the ground. The scene was like a chaotic dance of demons.

"This first way is also called public. The method is also very simple. You pay for the medical expenses of the brothers, and then kowtow to my brothers who were beaten and apologize, and I will Just pretend nothing happens."

"What's the second way?"

"This second way is not so easy." Mohawk said with a ferocious face: "My brothers and I will make you suffer a little, and after we have taught you a lesson, we will kneel down and apologize to us. and compensation for medical expenses.”

"It turns out there are two paths." I murmured with a sigh.

"Okay, now it's your turn," Mohawk said with a grin, "Hurry up and choose a way!"

"Quickly choose!" The green Shamate afro also said with a grin.

"I don't choose either path."

"Huh?" Mohawk shook his head and face and said angrily: "Aren't you afraid that I will beat your brains out with a stick?"

"Everyone would be afraid of having their brains knocked out," I said, "but I don't think I should be afraid of you."

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

His expression suddenly darkened.

"Yes, I'm not afraid of you, because you are weaker than me."

"Asshole! You know who I am!"

Before he could finish speaking, I kicked him in the face and kicked him out.

Mohawk fell to the ground with his first somersault, rolled a few times, and became motionless.

"Old, boss"

The gangsters all looked confused, staying where they were, at a loss.

"The boss is dead?" A gangster muttered in fear, his voice trembling.

"He's not dead." After standing for a while carrying the vegetables, I said calmly: "He just fainted."

"No, not dead?"

A gangster came forward and checked the mohawk. After discovering that he was indeed not dead, he immediately shouted: "He's not dead! The boss is not dead!"

"Great! The boss is not dead!"

Many gangsters cheered for joy, but just after cheering for a while, they immediately stopped their voices and looked at me with a horrified look on their faces.

After glancing at them, I waved my hand, picked up the dishes with a nonchalant expression, and strolled away.

After I was far away, these gangsters rushed to the mohawk head and tried to save me in various ways.

After returning home, the blue witch gasped and asked me, why am I so late?

He took out his pocket watch and took a look. It was already past dinner time. He smiled apologetically and said, "We encountered an accident on the way."

"Huh?" She immediately became energetic: "What is the accident that can entangle you? Is it the strongest man in the town?"

"How is it possible?" I explained with a smile: "If I am really the strongest man in town, I can't come back intact. At least the bag will be damaged and the clothes will be stained and wrinkled."

"If he is not the strongest person in the town, then who is he?" she asked curiously.

"They are just a group of gangsters," I said, "They are the accomplices of the gangsters I taught a lesson to."

"It's just a group of gangsters, but they can actually hold you back?" The Blue Witch asked in surprise: "Do they have strong special abilities?"

"They are just a group of ordinary people. The leader is an adventurer. He has some strength, but he is also very weak."

"Well, are there any beauties among them that I feel pity for?"

"Do you think it's possible?" I said with shame: "If a beautiful woman really joins that kind of organization, she will definitely be taken away by powerful people in a very short period of time."

"Well, it is possible." She nodded and asked, "Why is that?"

"Because they want to rob me on the road."

"Robbing you?" The blue witch frowned slightly: "With your strength, it shouldn't take long to beat them away, right?"

"Of course," I said, "but I don't want to do that."

"Why?" She asked puzzledly: "Doing good deeds? It's not like that. You are not the kind of person who is good at all. If you don't do evil, you are already very good!"

My eyes twitched and my head was covered with black lines, and I said, "So in your eyes, am I someone who specializes in doing evil?"