Chapter 21: The victory of martial arts!

"I was wrong brother, I was wrong, please, don't..."

"Bang!"

"Wait, we are from the Razor Gang, you ca..."

"Crack!"

"Sigh, can we reconcile this situation?"

"Swish!"

On the street, the scattered members of the Razor Gang who were exhausted and lying on the ground were like lambs to be slaughtered. Xue Jing would walk up to them with the metal baseball bat, and one after the other, no matter what they said, he would strike them on the head with the bat.

Soon, only one young man with a crew cut was still lying on the ground conscious.

Xue Jing slowly walked to the man. The metal baseball bat in his hand was dented and covered in blood.

"I'm curious," Xue Jing said.

"As a harmless student, it's normal for me to come to my classmate's house to play. There's nothing wrong with that."

"I never cause trouble for anyone. I won't drive my car onto the sidewalk when there's a traffic jam, what am I talking about? I don't even have a car in the first place. I pay for food that doesn't even taste good when I'm in a restaurant. I'm even more scared when I meet hooligans like you. I always take a detour with my tail between my legs."

"Not to mention that I've never been to South City District, so there's no way I've ever accidentally provoked you. So what did you guys want to do to me when you suddenly rushed out?" Xue Jing's tone was not harsh, as if he were chatting with a friend casually.

But the fear on the face of the man deepened as Xue Jing spoke. Until the last word, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground, waving his hands repeatedly and saying, "No, that's not what happened, brother. We were just passing by... Ahhh!!"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Jing swung the bat and hit him on the ankle.

The sound of bone cracking was heard, and the man's ankle twisted into a contorted arc.

"Just answer the questions honestly, don't make unnecessary excuses. Didn't your teacher teach you that?"

"Yes... yes."

The man was sweating with pain and hurriedly said, "We are the subordinates of Brother Duan Kaiping from the Razor Gang. Brother Duan just saw you walking alone on the street, wearing the school uniform of Qing affiliated high school, and wanted to kidnap you and blackmail your family..."

Xue Jing shook the baseball bat in his hand and said, "Then where is this Brother Duan?"

"Brother Duan thinks that you are a student, so he doesn't need to take action. He let us do it, and said he will wait in a warehouse on the next street!"

The young man with a crew cut spoke very quickly, fearing that he would displease Xue Jing and be hit with the bat again.

"Is this Brother Duan very powerful?" Xue Jing asked.

"Brother Duan is a core member of the Razor Gang, and he is qualified to have the word 'razor' tattooed on his chest. He used his relationship with the gang leader to enter the Golden Wind Dojo to practice martial arts. Even though I have only seen him do it once, he cut a can of Coke in half with his bare hands, just like using a super sharp razor!"

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes.

Golden Wind Dojo... He had just heard Pei Youguang mention it, with the latter entering this dojo to practice martial arts and learning "strength."

It seems that this dojo is not a good place, letting such a gang who kidnaps and exports people practice martial arts. No wonder it is located in the South City District.

'If he can cut a can of Coke with his bare hands, it is even easier for him to cut one's own throat... his martial arts skill level is not low.'

Xue Jing's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

After this incident, he is now facing off against the Razor Gang. He has injured so many of them. Although the reason is 100% due to this group of people who are desperate to attack him, he does not believe that the gang will reason with him.

Xue Jing first thought about the possibility of silencing them but immediately realized that it was unrealistic.

Regardless of whether he could do it or not, the noise he made along the way was too loud. It was estimated that many people had seen him. If you just ask any witnesses, they can find him by following the clues.

Then there is no way out.

Xue Jing thought about it and asked, "Give me a detailed introduction to your Razor Gang."

He paused, "How big is your sphere of influence, how powerful is it, and how many core members like 'Brother Duan' are there?"

The young man with a crew cut was stunned, pondered for a while, and said, "Our Razor Gang is one of the seven gangs outside Nancheng District. Several nearby streets are our gang's territory... There are dozens of core members like Brother Duan."

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes and said, "What is the relationship between your gang leader and the Golden Wind Dojo?"

"The gang leader is the true disciple of the owner of the Golden Wind Dojo..."

Hearing this, Xue Jing felt a headache coming on.

As he thought, pulling out the radish brings out the mud. This kind of local gang has various relationships intertwined, and if you provoke one, you'll involve a lot of people.

After beating up the Razor Gang, will he also have to beat up the Golden Wind Dojo? What will come out after beating up the Golden Wind Dojo? Isn't this just an endless cycle of problems?

Sigh, can we even reconcile anymore?

'But... it's not that there's no way out.' Xue Jing thought he could take advantage of the situation.

The Golden Wind Dojo is behind the Razor Gang, but there is more than one dojo in Qingcheng.

Dojos all have to open their doors for business. After paying money, you can become a disciple and practice martial arts. Xue Jing didn't believe that with his invincible talent and amazing wisdom (His Cheat), which dojo wouldn't treat him well?

You have someone behind the Razor Gang, so you are powerful, right? I will be as powerful as you soon!

He even thought of a trick, get ahead of others and pay to enter the Golden Wind Dojo!

When the Razor Gang came to trouble him... he would admit that they were very powerful, but if he chose to join the dojo, how would they deal with him?

However, he now has a very bad impression of the Golden Wind Dojo and the Razor Gang. Unless he has no choice, he doesn't want to do this.

Xue Jing felt a sense of urgency.

He didn't have much pressure before. Although he wanted to practice martial arts, he was not in a hurry. But now he must find a way to raise money to enter the dojo as soon as possible.

"Thank you for the news," Xue Jing said to the young man with a crew cut.

The latter smiled flatteringly and said, "You're welcome, brother, this is what I should do... Brother, do you think you can let me off?"

Xue Jing nodded.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance."

After saying that, he looked around and picked up a few stones from the ground not far away.

The man had PTSD when he saw this scene, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Run, I'll only count to ten."

Xue Jing tossing the stone in his hand into the air.

"One."

"Eh? Brother, look at my foot..."

The young man with a crew cut had a sad face and pointed at his foot which was broken by Xue Jing's bat.

"Two."

"Wait, wait, can you start counting again?"

"Three."

The young man with a crew cut gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up against the wall despite the severe pain in his ankle, and hopped across the street.

"Four."

But he could only move one foot, so he couldn't walk fast.

"Five."

The sound of counting came from behind him like a death sentence, and he hurriedly accelerated but accidentally fell to the ground.

"Six."

He tried to get up, but he was too anxious and bent his injured ankle, falling again in pain.

"Seven."

He rolled and crawled forward.

"Eight."

"Ahhhhhhh!"

He screamed in fear.

"Nine."

"Ten."

Xue Jing looked at the young man with a buzz cut who had not yet run 20 meters and threw the stone.

"Bang!"

The last headshot of the night rang out.

Xue Jing looked at the "corpses" lying around, then looked at the dented up baseball bat in his hand, squeezed it tightly, and said confidently

"This is the victory of martial arts!" (TN: I don't know the fk he talking about, he was using guerrilla tactics)

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