Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 21 Killing to protect life, killing business is not killing people!

The moon is dark and the wind is high, Lin's escort agency.

"Who are you?!"

puff!

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and all the internal Qi rushed into the meridians. Cui Jichang felt a sweetness in his throat, and he couldn't help spit out a big mouthful of blood, his expression extremely listless.

Just now when the knife was slashed out, he channeled all his inner energy, but he was pierced by the young monk's finger, and the remaining half of the move was too late to take back, and the inner energy was released for thousands of miles, which made Cui Jichang feel dizzy and dizzy at this moment. Can't find North.

Now his bones are sore all over his body, his whole body seems to be crippled, lying on the ground unable to get up, so he can only look at Ji Qiu with hatred, and ask angrily.

However, Ji Qiu did not respond to this.

At this time, a burst of footsteps sounded quickly.

"It's like a master!"

Lin Qinghai put on a coat, his hair was scattered and he was holding a sword. It seemed that he had just got up when he heard the movement.

He walked out of the door, started running with lightness kung fu, and saw two figures not far from his door, one standing and the other lying on the ground.

The one lying on the ground was twitching non-stop and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up no matter what. It looked like he had suffered serious injuries.

When Lin Qinghai approached, he saw that the standing person was Ji Qiu, so he hurriedly asked:

"Master, who is this person?"

Withdrawing his palms and calming his aura for a moment, Ji Qiu inspected Cui Jichang who was lying on the ground in front of him, and after confirming that this person had been invaded by his aura and had no ability to resist, he nodded slightly to Lin Qinghai:
"This person led a lot of people to your Lin's Escort Bureau today, and I bumped into him when I went out. I saw that he was of first-class quality, so I shot and intercepted him."

"Right now, he has been crippled by me, and he has no power to resist. How to deal with him, please benefactor Lin."

"The battle in the front yard is still going on. Those gangsters are not friendly. The number of them is about the same as that of the bodyguards of the escort agency. Some people have died because of this. The little monk has to go forward and stop this battle."

After all, Ji Qiu didn't waste time, tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and in an instant, he covered a distance of several feet.

The sound of killing was getting closer, and the sound of chaos mixed with the smell of blood was disgusting.

After a short breath, Ji Qiu, who came quickly, looked at the messy appearance of the front yard, took a deep breath, and then softly drank:
"quiet!"

The coercion that belonged to the realm of condensing qi radiated out, and the two spacious sleeves moved automatically without wind.

Afterwards, Ji Qiu stepped into the void and practiced the Xuankong Temple's superior martial arts Great Sumeru Fist for several years.

Martial art boxing, with the help of spiritual energy, is more than ten times more powerful!
I saw that martial art, which was originally ordinary but exquisite, with the help of spiritual energy, transformed into a dozen shadows of fists, rolling with vigor, and smashed at those gangsters who were carrying weapons and looked fierce. Chest!

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Originally it was inseparable, and even the bodyguards of Lin's Bodyguard Agency were secretly at a disadvantage, but as soon as Ji Qiu made a move, it became clear at that time.

A shadow of a fist was formed, and a figure flew upside down. The gangsters who caused trouble in the front yard were only dozens of people, how could they withstand Ji Qiu's attack?
The screams came and went, resounding in this boundless night.

The bodyguards were panting heavily, and they were raising their hands, but they found that all the people who were facing the enemy had turned into kites with broken strings, no longer able to fight.

"What kind of kung fu is this?!"

"It was Master Zhenru who is said to be in the first-class realm who made the move!"

"It's not first-class, it's definitely not first-class. I have seen first-class masters when I was playing darts. Although they are strong, they can never play with such vigor!"

"Three strikes, five divisions and two divisions, all the troubles of dozens of bandits have been quelled. Could it be that this master is a martial arts innate?"

"My God, how is it possible for such a young master!"

The bodyguards watched Ji Qiu fall to the ground like a dragonfly on water, his breath was steady as if he hadn't made a move, many people showed admiration, and the pot exploded in an instant.

First-class masters are known as the enemy of a hundred people. Although they are strong, they are not unheard of.

These bodyguards are all people who have traveled far and wide, so they naturally have knowledge, so they showed such shocked expressions.

Because just now when Ji Qiu made a move, the strength he displayed was not first-rate at all who cultivated his true energy!

The strong wind produced by the fist move directly leveled dozens of masters in the rivers and lakes with a snap of the fingers. This kind of strength can only be achieved by martial arts masters!

Martial arts innate, a school of foundation!
That is the generation of grand masters who are dubbed the masters of martial arts in the Jianghu!

How can a mere Linjiang county make a master master submit to it?
When the chaos subsided, many bodyguards, who were already a bit cautious, looked at Ji Qiu with even more awe.

If it is said that first-class masters can still give them some thoughts that they can replace them.

Then the Martial Dao Grandmaster is a realm that they dare not expect in this life.

"senior!"

"Senior, these thieves have been executed, I don't know how to deal with them?"

The gangsters who were completely defeated by Ji Qiu's Great Sumeru Fist had no power to fight at this time.

The bodyguards who had recovered their breath swarmed forward, and within a moment, all of them broke their tendons and hamstrings.

Because Ji Qiu was a member of the Buddhist sect, they were afraid that he would not like him, so the bodyguards did not take the lead directly, but escorted the bandits and asked Ji Qiu.

Regarding this, Ji Qiu said quietly:

"Kill it."

"When the little monk realizes the way of Zen, what he cultivates is not the Buddha, but the appearance of the king of enlightenment. These people in front of them are entangled in all kinds of sins. It can be said that the fire of karma is torrential. People, how innocent are you?"

"I met the little monk today and bumped into the little monk's hand, that's their fate."

"Therefore, it is necessary to measure it to the fullest, so as not to live up to the fate of this encounter."

With a glance just now, the trajectories of these bandits and thieves manifested in front of his eyes, none of them are good and innocent people.

Those who can be brought down by Cui Jichang are all gangsters who have been in the green forest for many years. For them, petty theft is a charity.

Murder for goods, fish and meat neighbors, oppression of the common people, burning and looting
There are countless such behaviors, but they are just commonplace.

False compassion will only make this chaotic world more difficult, and the law of King Xingming's suppression of the world, to save all of them, is the real great wisdom!

Some words can be described as iron and blood, and the firm belief in them is simply moving.

Especially the bodyguards couldn't help swallowing when they saw the young monk in front of them.

They have never heard of such Buddhist teachings.

However, the truth contained in it is many times more real than those eminent monks who practice Zen meditation all day long and stand by Buddha statues.
"Master, you have a great opinion, no wonder you can achieve such strength at this age, I admire you!"

A bodyguard said with emotion, raising his knife and dropping it, it was a gangster who gave him the head.

In the massacre just now, I don't know how many escort brothers died, all of them were life-threatening friends who licked blood from the edge of a knife. Now it is best to avenge their hatred.

As for reporting to the government.
If the government can really be as arbitrary as it was a hundred years ago, and countless masters of the inner circle suppressed the martial arts world, how can there be today's chaos in this world?

Thinking about what happened today, if the county government knew about it, it wouldn't make much difference to them whether the Escort Bureau won or the gangsters were wiped out.

When the order can only maintain the surface, the law of the jungle is the only hard truth.

This truth has not changed through the ages, which is really embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)