Ten consecutive draws in the movie world

With a radius of [-] meters, there are ruins.

Chapter 90 The character design has collapsed

The clouds dispersed, and Huang Shang slowly landed on the ground.

The center of the explosion has turned into the shape of a crater. On the edge of the crater, the old beggar curled up on the ground in a bloody mess, motionless.

Those who didn't know thought he was dead, but Huang Shang found out from his breath that his condition was not bad. Although there were some skin trauma, there was no danger of his life.

One yang finger shot at the other, and the old beggar hurriedly got up to dodge, his blood was surging, "Bastard! Do you know how to respect the old and love the young!"

Looking at the old beggar who had turned into a blood man, Huang Shang said: "Hand over the Wuxiang magic skill, and I will spare you from dying."

"Want the Formless Magic Art? Dreaming!" The old beggar tapped a few acupuncture points on his body to stop the bleeding, and then... turned around and ran.

This little monster is too scary, leave here and never come back again.

"... still want to run?"

Huang Shang flew high into the sky, and a grenade appeared in his hand. He gave an advance measure in the direction where the old beggar was escaping, and threw it away.

boom--

The old beggar dodged, but the air waves, gravel, and iron pieces from the explosion hit him, causing him to bleed again.

Huang Shang didn't intend to stop, he threw five grenades in a row, and the old beggar finally stopped running: "Boy, show mercy, I'll teach you Wuxiang magic!"

Huang Shang landed on the ground and took out a talisman: "You swear."

"..."

again! ?

The old beggar swore in great grief and sat down on the ground: "Ouch! My old arms and legs!"

Huang Shang cast an analgesic spell and a hemostatic spell on him, and said, "Where's Wuxiang Shengong?"

"My untold secret, how can I write it on paper?" The old beggar pointed to his head: "It's all here!"

Huang Shang took out his phone and turned on the recording function: "Back."

"What is this?" The old beggar looked curious.

"back!"

"……Humph!"

The old beggar recited the secret of Wuxiang Shengong word by word, and told the details of the practice along the way. It took half an hour before and after.

The old beggar said: "I've said everything that needs to be said, is that all right?"

"Ah."

Seeing that there was no problem with the recorded video, Huang Shang put away his phone and asked, "How many masters are there in the Jianghu?"

"For you, there is none." The old beggar snorted coldly. Although he didn't want to admit it, Huang Shang was too strong.

He always thought that he lost to Huang Shang because of his carelessness last time, but now it seems that it was the first time that Huang Shang didn't adapt to his style of play, and suffered a dark loss. After three months of adaptation and preparation, The result is reversed.

"It seems that you are not lying."

Huang Shang took out a new dress and put it on, and said, "I've always wondered why you wanted to kill me?"

"..." The old beggar pondered for a moment, then said, "Can I not say anything?"

"Yes." Huang Shang took out a pistol.

"Hey hey!!! I said, I said!"

The old beggar broke out in cold sweat and said, "But you have to swear, you can't kill me if I tell you."

Huang Shang took out a talisman: "I swear, as long as you tell the secret of killing me, I will not kill you."

Seeing that the talisman burned and disappeared, the old beggar breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, it's nothing, I just don't want to see someone in the world stronger than me...you said you wouldn't kill me."

Huang Shang suppressed his anger and put down the gun, saying: "You sell cheat books everywhere, I thought you were a broad-minded person, so I was wrong."

"Hey, after all, they are all second-level martial arts, and even if you are a martial arts prodigy, if you don't get through the two veins of Ren and Du, you can't practice successfully, so I'm just being generous."

Anyway, Huang Shang swore not to kill him, so he simply revealed all the secrets.But he didn't know that his persona in Huang Shang's heart collapsed in an instant.

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person." Huang Shang was very disappointed.

"What do you mean 'I am this kind of person'?" The old beggar didn't take it seriously: "No one is better than me, so I can live freely, otherwise there is someone who is better than me all day long, what if I fall into his hands?" What to do? Life in troubled times is worthless, I just want to live."

"..."

Huang Shang took a deep look at him and asked, "That Yang Xiao is also a famous master in the world?"

"Yang Xiao, the Left Envoy of Brightness, used to be fine when Mingjiao was here, with thick hair and suave style. Since Mingjiao fell behind, he has become the ghost he is now." said the old beggar.

"..."

What a bright left envoy, Yang Xiao, I never expected that Yang Xiao would also be honored to die in middle age.

"How is his strength?"

"It's so-so!" said the old beggar, "It's similar to Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv who are hiding in the Pig Cage Walled City."

Huang Shang looked at him: "How do you know?"

"I've lived too long and know a lot." The old beggar clasped his feet and said, "There are few masters in the world that I don't know."

Huang Shang thought for a while, and asked, "How about the Fire Cloud Cthulhu?"

"So-so." The old beggar said: "If the Ah Xing who is with you has opened up the second line of Ren and Du, it will not be difficult to defeat him."

"Even the invincible ultimate murderer is not in your eyes, it seems that you have a high status in the world." Huang Shang pointed out.

"That's not true." The old beggar shook his head: "I haven't participated in the affairs of the Jianghu for many years. There are very few people in the Jianghu who know me. Even if they know, they are probably in their seventies and eighties. They will live a good life in a few years."

"You really are very old." Feeling the exuberance of his life, Huang Shang said, "The martial arts you practice can prolong your life?"

"Hey." The old beggar smiled and said nothing.

Huang Shang opened the safety catch.

"Hey! I have something to say, I have something to say!" The old beggar wanted to cry but had no tears: "Yes, practicing Wuxiang magic can take away the good fortune of the world and prolong your life for thousands of years without dying."

Oh! ?

Isn't this similar to cultivating immortals?

Huang Shang pointed his gun at him again: "If you have any magic tricks, take them out."

The old beggar: "..."

Illness comes in from the mouth, and disaster comes out of the mouth.

The old beggar hadn't met anyone stronger than him for too many years, and he always had no way of speaking, and the result was miserable.

After being tortured by Huang Shang for a day and a night, the drained old beggar disappeared into the distance with his eyes blank and unsteady. Since then, he has never appeared in Shanghai again.

……

A year later, Pigpen Walled City.

This morning, Ah Xing was playing football with the children outside the community when he saw three black cars driving over and parked in the square.

As soon as the car door opened, a dozen grown men in black suits stepped out.

The fat one in the lead wore a flaxen jazz hat on his head, his suit was open to reveal a white shirt inside, and the two buttons on the top of the shirt were undone, revealing a pair of axes tattooed on his chest.

When Ah Xing saw these people, he immediately thought of the Ax Gang.

Half a year ago, the Ax Gang annexed the Crocodile Gang and unified the underground world, thus becoming the only underground force in Shanghai. Coupled with the current weak government, the Ax Gang has become the controller of order in Shanghai Beach. What kind of management ability does a gang member who started from killing and collecting protection money have?As a result, the social order in Shanghai became increasingly chaotic.

As Huang Shang's life assistant, Ah Xing often goes to the urban area to do business, so he knows how arrogant the Ax Gang is now.But the Ax Gang has always been active in the urban area, and has never been to such a poor community in the suburbs. What happened today?Could it be that the Ax Gang is finally going to extend their tentacles here?

Ah Xing's heart tightened.

The elder brother who took the lead ignored Ah Xing, and led his men towards the Pigpen Walled City.

Ah Xing knew something was wrong, so he followed them cautiously, and while they entered the Pigpen Walled City to observe the situation, he immediately ran towards Huang Shang's house.

"Mr. Huang, something is wrong!"

When he ran into Huang Shang's room and saw Huang Shang sitting in the living room reading a book, he said anxiously: "The ax gang is here!"

"..."

Huang Shang closed the book, revealing the words "God's Palm of Tathagata" on the cover, and asked, "What are the people from the Ax Gang doing here?"

Seeing the cover of the book, Ah Xing was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "I don't know, maybe I want to expand the territory, so I came here to collect protection fees!"

At this moment, the two heard the sound of firecrackers, looked out of the window, and saw an ax-shaped firework blooming in the air, which was quite gorgeous.

"..."

Huang Shang got up: "Go out and have a look."

"Mr. Huang, be careful." Ah Xing became more and more nervous: "This is the contact signal of the Ax Gang, they are calling for someone."

Seeing that he was too nervous, Huang Shang patted him on the shoulder: "Calm down."

Ah Xing smiled wryly: "I also want to calm down, but the people who came here are from the Ax Gang! They kill people without blinking an eye."

"It's just a small gang, and I really think I can cover the sky with one hand." Huang Shang clapped the Tathagata palm in his hand: "Let them know what it means to cover the sky with one hand."

A Xing: "..."

Chapter 91

"Mr. Huang."

"Mr. Huang."

"Mr. Huang, they..."

Facing the tenants who came around, Huang Shang waved his hand, watching the ax help Erdang who was kicked into the wooden barrel, broke his lumbar spine, and started to foam at the mouth, knew that this matter could not be resolved today.

But that's fine.

Huang Shang looked at the dozen or so members of the Ax Gang surrounding the barrel, and said to everyone present: "If you have the guts, beat these people up and get a month's rent free."

hula-la-

Everyone rushed up, some with poles, some with rolling pins, some with bricks, and some with flowerpots.

"Ah-"

"Eat me a monkey stealing a peach!"

"Look at me for a blow!"

"Give you a flower pot!"

"Electric Poison Dragon Drill—"

"Get out of the way—!"

The chubby Fat Zaicong rushed forward, everyone hurriedly moved out of the way, and Fat Zaicong leaped into the air: "Thousand catties!"

puff--

……

Getting up from the members of the Ax Gang who had been smashed into cakes, Fat Boy Cong smiled flatteringly: "Boss, it's settled, my rent..."

Ah Xing covered his face with one hand.

Huang Shang chuckled: "A Cong, have you forgotten that you don't have rent?"

"what!?"

Fat Zaicong was dumbfounded, and then he remembered that Huang Shang paid for his board and lodging.

A face suddenly became bitter.

"In view of your courage, I will give you an extra five yuan bonus this month." Huang Shang said.