C33 Blood Stain

Hearing Hsiao Hee's words, the bald man's face instantly changed.

"Boss Li, don't listen to this brat sow discord."

Li Hai looked at Hsiao Hee before his gaze landed on the group of men with thin faces. His face was full of uncertainty and was obviously filled with suspicion.

After a while, Li Hai let out a long sigh of relief and stared at Hsiao Hee gloomily.

"Brat, I advise you to put away this small trick of yours this morning."

He sneered, then shouted in a deep voice, "Hand over the jade!"

"It's here. Come and fetch it yourself."

Hsiao Hee's gaze met Li Hai's without any intention of retreating.

"Kid, I advise you not to play any tricks."

Li Hai became alert and turned around to signal to the thin faced man beside him.

"Go and get the gem."

The bald, thin-faced man was still hesitating about whether he should snatch the gem and run away.

However, Li Hai just stared at them, "What are you guys standing there in a daze for? Go, trash! Otherwise, don't even think about getting a single cent!"

Hearing this, the bald, thin faced man's face stiffened and became a bit gloomy. He turned around and looked at his little brother.

The group of people immediately reacted. A black mass of people rushed towards Li Hai.

The two bodyguards who were originally guarding Li Hai were instantly scared out of their wits, rolling and crawling as they ran.

"What do you want? This is going against the will of the heavens! "

Li Hai saw that these people were actually going to turn on him. He was furious and cursed loudly.

"I said Fatty Li."

The bald man walked forward and punched Li Hai hard on the stomach, causing him to vomit blood.

"Who do you think you are to dare to point fingers at us brothers?"

"You, you, you beat up the employers, you guys can forget about staying in Jiangxia City anymore!"

At this moment, Li Hai's stomach was in a mess. His eyes were bulging from the impact, but he still continued to curse relentlessly.

"Set it up for me!"

Li Hai's curse made the bald man's face turn completely black. He punched Li Hai more than ten times in the stomach before he was able to vent his anger.

Then, he turned around and walked directly towards Hsiao Hee.

"Kid, give me that thing."

The bald man stared at Hsiao Hee's every move. Was this kid really that confident? He didn't seem scared at all?

The moment he was distracted, Hsiao Hee's hand had already landed on the man's wrist.

"What are you doing?"

The man was obviously frightened. He instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but he found that his hand seemed to be tightly gripped by an iron pincer and was unable to move.

"You …"

Without waiting for him to do anything, Hsiao Hee directly twisted his hand.

Crack!

The wrist bone snapped.

"Ah!

The bald, skinny faced man screamed out in pain all his life as he struck Hsiao Hee's face with his free hand.

Hsiao Hee's left hand was still pinching his wrist. With a "sou" sound, he raised his right hand and directly hit the man's shoulder.

With a muffled sound, the skin and flesh behind the man's shoulder instantly exploded, and some broken bones and flesh actually flew out.

Hsiao Hee dragged the bald man up from the ground as he walked towards the crowd.

Seeing Hsiao Hee walk over, everyone swallowed their saliva at the same time. No one dared to be the head bird. They immediately let go of Li Hai and went to the side.

"Brat, don't be too arrogant!"

A man holding a machete shouted loudly.

Hsiao Hee acted as if he didn't hear the warning. He slowly walked in front of Li Hai and threw the skinny faced man onto the ground.

"I heard that you want to kill someone for their goods?"

With that, he stepped forward and landed on Li Hai's left knee. His leg was bent to a terrifying degree of 90 degrees.

This was too damn ruthless!

Everyone saw how extraordinary Hsiao Hee's skill was, and how ruthless his attacks were as well.

They looked at each other and immediately ran away. They didn't even look back as the minivan was gone. They just disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

Looking at the two of them who had fainted due to the pain on the ground, Hsiao Hee did not plan to attack anymore. All kinds of ants would dirty his hands if they were killed now.

Hsiao Hee kicked the two of them to the telephone poles on the side of the road, then turned around and got into the car.

"Let's go."

Hsiao Hee looked at the clock in the car. It was already three o'clock, one hour away from the time Sun Yanran and him agreed to leave the car.

"You …"

Sun Yanran asked as she drove the car out of the intersection skillfully. She couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart as she turned her head.

"Are you really not from a special forces background?"

"There are many strong people in this world, why do they have to be born in the army?"

Sun Yanran was slightly surprised by Hsiao Hee's expressionless face. She had heard the seniors at home talk about it more than once.

In Hua Xia, there were many underworld clans that were very mysterious, and the so-called strongest ancient martial cultivators there were only ordinary people.

What kind of feeling would that be?

Sun Yanran nodded, as if she understood something. For a moment, she looked forward to it.

After seeing Hsiao Hee make a move, she had become completely infatuated with ancient Chinese martial arts and this cold and violent man.

However, Hsiao Hee didn't know any of this.

As the day of the underground boxing competition drew nearer and nearer, his own cultivation had gradually reached the peak of the Refinement Stage. Perhaps, this would be a good opportunity for him to break through.

After a martial artist breaks through the limits of the human body, he can enter the state of Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, absorb the essence of the world, and become a transcendent being. This is the Qi Refining stage Hsiao Hee is currently in.

However, this was only the first step in the path of cultivation.

Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Innate, Nascent Soul …

Cultivation was a heaven-defying struggle.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

When Hsiao Hee opened his eyes again and closed his eyes in the car, the car had already turned into the familiar underground parking lot.

"Didn't they say to go somewhere? Why are you back? "

"It's not time yet. Go up and comb through it carefully. Look at your body covered in blood."

Sun Yanran frowned as she looked at Hsiao Hee for a long time. It was totally a waste of her handsome clothes.

Hearing that, Hsiao Hee was slightly stunned. As expected, blood was stained his pants.

It seems that ever since this emperor returned to Earth, his mentality had gradually blended into this world, and he was actually so careless that blood sprayed on his clothes.

Hsiao Hee's formal attire was specially "custom-made by a private person".

Before he left, the boss kept nodding and bowing, looking forward to Hsiao Hee's next visit.

"However... This outfit is pretty good. "

Hsiao Hee looked at his tall and straight, harmonious body in the mirror. Due to the circulation of the mantra, he had an indescribable amount of immortals with him right now.

Even though this suit was far from the sky-upholding armor that he wore when the Immortal Emperor descended, he was still as radiant as ever.

When she came out of the room, Sun Yanran stared at Hsiao Hee with her mouth wide open. She couldn't utter a word for a long time.