Superman's Journey

Chapter 27 The Rule I Don't Want to Follow Is the Paper in the Toilet

"Too much deception, too much deception!"

In the martial arts hall, a master of the gymnasium slammed the table with a sullen look on his face.Under the chief seat, a group of disciples watched their noses and noses, and none of them dared to speak out.

After a while, it seemed that the anger in his heart had dissipated a little, and the owner of the hall glanced dissatisfiedly at the apprentices in the hall, got up and walked out: "I'll go out for a while, you guys, practice martial arts, I don't want to have a similar attack next time." things happen."

Looking at the master's back gradually going away, all the apprentices were also full of resentment.

Martial arts apprentices come to learn martial arts with a lot of money. Everyone wants to learn something useful, not just a show.

In the past, because all the martial arts in Tianjin taught ostentatious things, there was no way to compare them, and they couldn't compare them, but now Lincoln came.

It was just an exchange meeting, and the comparison came out immediately.

Naturally, the apprentices would not think that Sirin was more talented than themselves, but it was a fact that they could not fight for three months in three years. In this way, the resentment in their hearts was transferred to the martial arts master.

They spent money to learn martial arts, and they handed over the real money, but what they learned in the end was a fake show, which made them feel calm.

If they don't speak now, it's just because their tuition fees are still in the hands of the martial arts school, and they don't want to tear up their faces and don't even leave the last leeway, but if this resentment continues to accumulate, there is no guarantee what will happen later.

On the other side, the owners of a group of martial arts gyms have gathered together again.

"Brother Zheng, we can't go on like this!"

A gym owner looked at Zheng Shanao, who was in the main seat, and said: "That Lin man broke the rules. If he continues to move like this, all nineteen martial arts gyms in Tianjin will have to be closed. This is not acceptable!"

Zheng Shan'ao didn't speak, but just looked out the door. All the hall owners were puzzled and looked together, and then they saw Lincoln walking in from the door with ashen complexions.

"Rules? What rules? Come and talk to me."

"You!" The faces of the museum owners changed drastically: "Why are you here!?"

"Why can't I be here?" Lincoln chuckled. "Speaking of which, I'm also a museum owner in Tianjin. Why can't I attend a meeting with you group?"

All the museum owners looked at each other, and then looked at Zheng Shanao in unison.

No one among them would disclose the news, so it could only be Zheng Shanao. Thinking of this, the eyes of the museum owners looking at Zheng Shanao were a bit wrong.

They were angry with Zheng Shanao in their hearts, but they didn't show it on their faces. They just stood up and flicked their sleeves: "It's not speculative, we have nothing to talk to you about!"

"Really." Lincoln didn't care. He sat on the chair, took a sip of tea, and then chuckled: "But I have something to talk to you about."

"It's still free! I have nothing to talk to you about!" The host of the first hall snorted coldly, and then slightly cupped his fists at Zheng Shanao: "Brother Zheng, we respect your character, but you did not behave properly in this matter! "

After finishing speaking, a group of 18 people took the lead and walked out of the gate, not paying attention to Lincoln at all.

The so-called law does not blame the crowd, what they thought in their hearts was that there were 18 people on their side, and Lincoln would not dare to do anything if he had eight guts.

If it were anyone else, their ideas would be correct, except that they met Lincoln this time.

Just as the group of people were about to step out of the gate, they heard a thud behind them, followed by Lincoln's unhurried voice: "Guys, I told you, I want to chat with you."

"Let's talk? Are you the one who deserves it?" The leader, Zhou, sneered, but when he turned around, he was horrified to see a ray of golden light appearing in Lincoln's pupils.

The humming sound echoed in the room, and in an instant, golden chains came out from the void behind Lincoln, completely sealing off the entire room in just a moment.

An inexplicable breath reverberated in the room, like the divine descendant that only existed in legends.

Looking at the golden light that enveloped the entire room, Zheng Shan'ao's eyes showed a trace of eagerness and longing, but in the eyes of the 18 people in the group, this golden light was not sacred, but fearful.

They looked at Lincoln with horror in their eyes, and their fingers pointing at Lincoln trembled, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Okay, now we can't have a good chat." Lincoln casually put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at the group of 18 people in front of him with a half-smile: "You have two choices now."

"First: Kneel on the ground and listen to me; second, have some backbone, and I'll send you to meet your patriarch. Choose."

A series of golden chains shuttled around the body, and everyone was shocked and angry. An old bearded owner looked at Lincoln angrily: "You! You don't follow the rules!"

"Rules?" Lincoln sneered: "I was going to tell you about the rules, but unfortunately, you broke the rules yourself. Who can blame this?"

"If you want to be the first grader, no wonder I'm the fifteenth grader."

As he spoke, he tapped his finger lightly, and the chains incarnated by magic power instantly moved, blocking the old owner from all directions.

Hands, feet, and lute bones, he could only hear the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart. The seemingly illusory chain was sharper than the sharpest knife, piercing through him in an instant.

Then Lincoln showed a cold look on his face, and shook his palm.

wow~
The chain was tightened, and there was only a tearing sound. In front of the other seventeen pavilion owners, the pavilion owner who dared to speak out because of his age was torn apart.

Blood flowed across the expensive floor, causing Zheng Shanao's face to twitch, and he thought of the astronomical cost of repairing the yard.

Kill in public!Moreover, he still killed people in a way that no one could understand, and everyone was stunned.

There are many reasons why people are fearless, but one of the most common is that they think the other person is afraid.

Eighteen martial arts masters thought that Lincoln would not dare to kill people here and now, but Lincoln did it, and when the first person died, everyone calmed down.

They looked at the corpse on the ground without speaking, and drops of cold sweat rolled down their foreheads.

"Okay, this unknown gym owner has a lot of backbone. I will help him and send him to meet his ancestor. In addition, Mr. Zheng, please announce after you go out that the inheritance of this martial arts gym must be break!"

"Next, let me see how hard your bones can be as martial arts practitioners."

"I'll give you time, just count to three, 32"

Boom!
Before Lincoln could finish speaking, there was a bang, and a curator in the crowd knelt down, with tears streaming down his face: "My family has inherited two or three people from one generation to another, and they can't end with me."

(End of this chapter)