C3 Hit My Bro You're Courting Death?

"Yuan Tao?"

Tightening his eyebrows, the chubby and silly image from his memories appeared in his mind. This man was Zhong Ming's childhood friend, an ironclad brother who wore the same pants.

He was 1.8 meters tall, and tall and sturdy. He had a lot of strength in his body, and normally, two or three people would not be his match. As for the original Zhong Ming, whose body was weak and well-behaved, he was often bullied by his peers. Every time, Yuan Tao would come out to help him drive away those grandsons.

When he was young, Yuan Tao was his bodyguard.

Of course, in order to protect Zhong Ming, he didn't sustain any injuries; his body was always bruised and bruised. For this, Zhong Ming was very grateful to him, but he continued to smile foolishly: "My skin is thick, I don't feel any pain at all. A beating from someone might cause you to lie in bed for half a month. "

In his heart, Zhong Ming had already recognized Yuan Tao as his brother. Once he had the ability, he would definitely repay him well.

The people in the alleyway were pushing and shoving each other. The noise was getting louder and louder. It seemed like there was going to be a fight soon. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhong Ming immediately rushed towards the crowd.

Under the dim light of the dusk, Zhong Ming saw Yuan Tao being surrounded by four or five people, and some of them even had bricks in their hands. Although Yuan Tao was robust and sturdy, he could not hold on to his manpower. Furthermore, they still had their weapons.

The four men shouted loudly, their eyes were round and angry, as though they wanted to blow Yuan Tao away.

"Hey, what are you guys doing!?" "Release the claws." Zhong Ming rushed in and shouted, wanting to scare them off. At the same time, he asked Yuan Tao in a low voice: "Brother, what's going on?"

Yuan Tao couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw Zhong Ming, and then replied: "That cowardly Zheng Guandong, lost his game and couldn't accept it. He found a bunch of people to beat me up. Hmph, if you want to touch me, it won't be that easy! Zhong Ming, hide by the side first.

Then he rolled his eyes at them and laughed: "Those who have the ability will go up. What kind of man are you calling out to?"

Although Yuan Tao's fighting skills were average, he had never lost in terms of momentum. Even if he met many people, he would still dare to shout loudly.

This Zheng Guandong was a sports committee member of Class 8 of the Songshan City School of Medicine. It was said that his family had opened a dojo, which was influenced by his family and was quite skilled. Because of this, he relied on his little bit of skill and was very arrogant in school. He colluded with the bunch of hoodlums outside the school to bully the students of the school.

A lot of people were wary of him, so they immediately distanced themselves from him.

"Yuan Tao, I've learned two moves recently. Today, let me help you teach them a lesson." Zhong Ming patted Yuan Tao confidently, and said seriously.

Yuan Tao looked at Zhong Ming in shock, as if he could see an aura that could not be defied.

In Zhong Ming's previous life, he relied on his own strength to forge the title Immortal Emperor. He had experienced countless life and death battles, and he was already obsessed with battles.

Zheng Guandong swept a glance at Zhong Ming who had a frail body and was a head shorter than him, and said with eyes full of contempt: "You little rascal, you want to fight me? "Your father beat you up until your mother didn't even know you …"

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Ming's hand was as fast as lightning, and actually slapped him, and her voice was loud and clear.

Due to the sheer force of the blow, Zheng Guandong's 1.8 meter height twisted in the air before falling to the ground. With this slap, Zheng Guandong was stunned. He covered his burning cheeks and looked at Zhong Ming with a dull expression. He still didn't understand what had happened just now.

The other three or four people looked at each other, swallowed, and couldn't help but take a step back.

After consuming the pill, his body was completely refined. Now that he already had the strength of a primary Immortal Cultivator, wouldn't it be easy for him to deal with an ordinary mortal like Zheng Guandong?

"F * ck, you dare to slap me! I'll take your life!" The furious Zheng Guandong hurriedly grabbed a large iron rod from the ground, and fiercely smashed it towards Zhong Ming's head.

"Zhong Ming, quickly dodge it!" Yuan Tao shouted anxiously from behind, he did not want to see his brother's blood splatter on the spot just to help him.

Zhong Ming's eyes suddenly opened wide, and a bright light burst out: "Die!"

In his eyes, Zheng Guandong's actions were too slow, lacking in confidence, and his footsteps were also unstable. He was just a piece of trash without a single person.

"Bam!"

With a kick on the door, Zheng Guandong's body flew out several meters like a sandbag, landing on the ground and stirring up a cloud of dust.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face had turned purple, his hands were clutching his aching chest, and his body was curled up like a fried fish. The gaze he used to look at Zhong Ming was filled with fear.

Ah? The tall and sturdy Zheng Guandong was actually sent flying with a kick by the thin and frail Zhong Ming?

Something didn't seem right!

Zhong Ming, you are so awesome! You've really learnt real martial arts? " Yuan Tao was dumbstruck, seeing his brother win, he laughed and patted Zhong Ming's shoulder.

"Yuan Tao, let's go home." Zhong Ming no longer paid any attention to Zheng Guandong, who was lying on the ground and crying for his father and mother. Instead, he pulled Yuan Tao and walked out of the alley.

"Yes." "It's here." Yuan Tao regained his senses and chased after Zhong Ming. He asked curiously: "Zhong Ming, how did you become so strong in just one night? Did we really meet an expert? "

"That's only natural, otherwise I would have sent that idiot flying with a kick!" Zhong Ming nodded and smiled.

"Hehe, then help me introduce him. I also want to learn your awesome kung fu."

"This …" Zhong Ming coughed twice, then immediately found an excuse: "Unfortunately, that expert's movements were erratic, after secretly teaching me three times at night, I did not see him again, and I do not know when he will return."

"I... "Go …"

"It doesn't matter. If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Really? Can you teach me? "

"How could I lie to you? I have learned the essence... Teaching you is not an easy thing to do. "Why, you don't want to learn?"

"Of course I do. Wait until I learn some mystical arts and beat those bastards to death. "

The two of them laughed as they walked home.

They lived in the western suburbs of Songshan City, which was a filthy, chaotic area. Zhong Ming's home was no longer as lively as it was in the past, and he could not live in a good place, so he had to save money for the two siblings to go to school.

Outside the western suburbs was a rolling mountain range. The mountain range was not bad. When Zhong Ming observed the place, he discovered that this was a precious land filled with feng shui, which must contain a lot of heaven and earth origin energy. If he could cultivate here, it would definitely be very helpful in his cultivation, so he could not help but rejoice in his heart, "Oh my god, you've finally given me some hope.

Wouldn't it be even better if he could find some rare medicinal ingredients deep in the mountains?

The two of them separated at a fork in the road, and Zhong Ming relied on his memories to find his home. Pushing open the broken door that had been there for some time, he saw a small, dirty and messy courtyard.

There was a locust tree in the middle of the yard, three red brick houses to the north, and a low house to the west. There were also two small rooms on the east side, which were supposed to be used for holding miscellaneous items. On the left side of the door was an open space with some vegetables growing on it …

This was Zhong Ming's home, a somewhat run-down house!

Although he was defeated, this place gave Zhong Ming a warm and tranquil feeling, as if he was slowly merging with it. The Sky Dragon Continent that Zhong Ming resided in was a world of cultivation, where people paid particular attention to the unfeeling and without desire, and cultivated it with all their hearts! However, he believed that this was not the right path of cultivation. Humans were creatures with feelings, so they shouldn't suppress their emotions. Sometimes, human emotions can bring limitless power to the main body.

"Xiao Ming, why are you standing there like an idiot. Hurry up and enter the house. Are you hungry? I'll cook for you immediately." An unfamiliar yet familiar voice rang out. She was Zhong Ming's mother.

Looking at the middle-aged woman's emaciated and haggard back, Zhong Ming did not know why, but his eyes were slightly moist.

"Mom, let me help you." Zhong Ming shouted with his trembling voice.

"Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you? It can't be that you're sick, right? " Fang Orchid heard that her son was acting weird, so she walked over and touched his forehead while asking with concern.

"Mom, I'm not sick. I'm still healthy." Zhong Ming smiled.

Looking at his mother who was only in her forties, whose hair was already somewhat white, Zhong Ming felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Ever since his father was injured, it was his mother who was struggling to support the family. Two children in school, a paralyzed husband, you can imagine how hard it was for her.

Under the heavy pressure of life, her body had developed many problems. Especially the recent exhaustion and suffering of her spirit, it had almost squeezed him dry. She had aged a lot.

Her mother was a very strong person. She put all kinds of hardships in her heart and would never show them off in front of others.

"I'll go home early in the future and worry about others. Wash your hands quickly and take the plate of fried green beans inside. "Let's eat …" Fang Orchid ordered, and then returned to the kitchen to bring another bowl of tofu.

"Alright." Zhong Ming nodded obediently and carried the dishes to the north side of the room as instructed by his mother. Then he pushed his father out of the wheelchair.

After the accident, although some compensation was received, but the follow-up treatment plus other expenses, the money spent quickly, the family's financial situation is deteriorating.

Although the doctor said that Zhong Tao would never be able to stand up again, the filial Zhong Ming firmly believed that her father's legs could still be cured. For this reason, every night, he would take out the lamp to study the medicinal formula, hoping to find a good treatment method to help his father stand up again.

At this moment, Zhong Ming, the Immortal Emperor from her previous life, was even more confident that she could cure Zhong Tao.

After the meal, the father and son were having dinner in the yard. Fang Orchid cleaned up the dishes and then pushed the snack bar out to peddle.

Every night, she would go to the surrounding small night market to set up a stall. She would sell some kebabs and crumbs. Although she didn't earn much, she could still barely maintain her family's life.

"In the future, I will definitely make money for them and share it with them. Otherwise, my promise to the host will become a bullshit! " Looking at Fang Lan's frail back, Zhong Ming sighed.