Super God Extraction

"Thank you boss!"

When the two subordinates heard the words, they hurriedly ran over with silver smiles all over their faces.

"Little Niangpi, wait for the brothers, it will definitely make you feel good from head to toe!"

"Hey hey hey..."

The two started working together, holding down Wei Jiajia who was struggling and screaming.

"Press it."

The brawny man with a face full of flesh grinned and began to take off his trousers.

However, it only took off halfway and stopped suddenly.

He turned around quickly, raised his head, and looked behind him.

I saw a man wearing a black cloak in the alley.

With a mask on his face, only a pair of eyes are exposed.

"who are you?"

While putting on his trousers, the sturdy man with a face full of flesh shouted in a deep voice, "I'm a member of the 'Xiaodaohui'. After you have figured it out, consider whether or not to mind your own business!"

Su Jingxing was silent.

Wei Jiajia, who was lying on the ground, heard the sound, turned her head hard to look behind, and was overjoyed when she saw Su Jingxing shrouded under the cloak.

Busy struggled and shouted, "Big brother, thank you for saving..."

"Save your head!"

A sturdy man with a full face stepped on her head, forcing Wei Jiajia to scream, half of her cheeks pressed against the ground, not daring to move.

despair!

Su Jingxing saw it in his eyes and stepped forward.

"stop!"

The sturdy man with a face full of flesh drank lowly, "Stop for me, or I'll kill you... Grass, you two give it to me!"

Seeing that Su Jingxing was indifferent, the sturdy man with a full face could only wave his hand vigorously, and let the two men who were free to intercept Su Jingxing.

The two men roared loudly, each holding two short knives, and rushed towards Su Jingxing.

"Give me to..."

Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by two muffled noises, the two people who rushed towards Su Jingxing, before they could touch each other, flew back screaming and fell to the ground, screaming and moaning incessantly.

"asshole!"

The slender-faced strong man had an ashen face, and in a low voice, he also took out two short knives, dropped Wei Jiajia, and rushed towards Su Jingxing.

Compared with his two subordinates, his strength is much stronger.

Almost eighth rank, he has a sword technique in his practice, and he has a ferocious aura while running.

Su Jingxing stepped forward, his whole body tensed and his footwork spread out.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Five steps in the blink of an eye!

The speed is faster than that of a sturdy man with a face full of flesh.

When he stepped on the foot in five steps, he flexibly avoided the short knife, and the power of the fist burst out, hitting the chest of the sturdy man with a face and flesh that was close at hand.

"Bang Kacha~~"

"Wow!"

Only the sound of broken bones could be heard, clearly resounding through the alley.

A tall and muscular man with a full face and a tall body rose into the air. He was in the air, spitting blood, and passed over Wei Jiajia who was on the ground. He flew out more than ten meters before hitting the ground heavily, unable to utter any screams, and his body was facing the sky. She trembled, blood pouring from the corners of her mouth.

In the chest position, there is a tragic big hole, exposed to the air, the internal bones are completely broken, and the internal organs are cracked. The blood flowed back in large stocks, or spewed outwards.

One punch!

With the strength of three thousand jins, he used two thousand jins of strength under the blessing of "Seven-step Fist".

With just one punch, he hit a sturdy man with a face full of flesh and blood, and was seriously injured and dying.

His two subordinates, who were howling miserably, looked dumbfounded.

He forgot to shout and lay on the ground with a sluggish face, looking at Su Jingxing, terrified and silent.

Wei Jiajia was equally stunned.

Even Su Jingxing himself was shocked by the power of this punch.

Although he has practiced "Seven Step Boxing" in the martial arts space for ten years, it is the first time that he has used it in actual combat, so he does not dare to keep his hands.

This power is enough to deal with a seventh-rank martial artist.

I didn't expect that a sturdy man with a face full of flesh would be able to get it done with just one punch!

"Seven... Seven Step Fist!"

In the silence, Wei Jiajia regained his senses, got up from the ground, looked at Su Jingxing, and exclaimed in surprise, "You used Seven Step Fist just now, are you a student of my Wei Family Martial Arts Academy?"

Su Jingxing was silent.

When withdrawing the fist, turn around and leave.

"Wait." Seeing this, Wei Jiajia hurriedly chased after him.

Su Jingxing sped up.

Saving people, saving people, and having a relationship with the Wei Family Martial Arts Academy is not what he wants.

Ignoring Wei Jiajia, he sprinted and ran at extreme speed.

Soon, Su Jingxing got rid of Wei Jiajia, took off his cloak and mask, stopped taking the bus, and directly found a taxi and returned to the crematorium.

...

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Wei Jiajia chased him all the way, and saw that he was completely lost, so he had to stop, leaning against the street lamp, gasping for breath.

"Who? Who is this man?"

"Is it the "Seven-step Fist" or the five-step "Seven-step Fist", who is he?"

"Is it a disciple that Grandpa once accepted, or a student in the martial arts hall before?"

Wei Jiajia gasped while her brain started working.

Students and disciples are different.

The former can learn martial arts by paying the money, and they can quit at any time.

Of course, such people cannot learn advanced martial arts.

The latter is different. They worship directly under the door. They are real people and can learn real secrets.

A teacher for a day, a teacher for a lifetime.

If the Wei family had no descendants, as a disciple, they could even carry this plaque.

When Grandpa Wei Jiajia was here, he once accepted two disciples.

After a successful boxing, he went outside and didn't come back for more than ten years.

A brave and ruthless man, after the death of Wei Jiajia's grandfather, his hands and feet were broken and he became disabled.

When he arrived at Wei Jiajia's father, he also accepted a disciple.

That is, Wei Jiajia's big brother.

This senior brother is very talented, he was an eighth-rank martial artist at the age of twenty, but when Wei Jiajia was ten years old, he went outside and never came back.

If the uncle and the big brother are still there, even if Wei Zhongting is dead, the Wei family martial arts hall will still be safe and sound.

It's like now, all the students in the martial arts hall are running away, and a group of people are peeping at Wei's family property.

"These wolves, wait for the senior brother to come back..."

"Yes, Senior Brother is back!"

Thinking of Su Jingxing who was seriously injured with a punch, Wei Jiajia's eyes suddenly lit up and he made a decision in his heart.

"Big Brother is back!"

"The one who uses "Seven-step Fist" is definitely the big brother!"

At the time when the Wei family martial arts hall was in danger, the senior brother returned from going out to call the shots for them...

No, support them as a "backer"!

"Seven Step Boxing" can take five steps, how can this talent and ability be achieved by ordinary people?

Only the big brother!

There is a living example of a strong man with a face full of flesh, and Wei Jiajia doesn't believe other people don't believe it.

...

Su Jingxing, who returned to the dormitory, did not know that he became the "eldest brother" of the Wei family martial arts hall, and would "support" the Wei family in the days to come.

With 90,000 Yu coins in his hand, he could not afford to buy a house for the time being, and renting a house was enough.

You don't need a villa, just a small courtyard in the western suburbs.

To this end, after the shift the next afternoon, I went to the real estate agent in the West District and asked if there was a suitable house.

After the intermediary asked for the information, they brought Su Jingxing to investigate in person.

The small courtyards in the western suburbs are basically owned by local people.

A large area with many people living there.

Su Jingxing asked the intermediary to find a corner, and after walking three places, he finally found a suitable one.

It's just that when I asked the owner's name, I suddenly hesitated...

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