I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 6 Killing (for collection)

"It's done!"

Su Heng stretched his limbs, and heard crackling sounds from the bones.

A feeling of being reborn spontaneously arose.

His eyes are dimmed.

A simple but familiar panel appeared in front of Su Heng.

【Height: 171.5】

[Potential: 3]

[Talent: Copper Skin (moderately increases defense, slightly increases strength)]

[Remarks: When the height reaches 180 cm, the next talent will be unlocked. 】

"How about trying your talent first?"

Su Heng jumped out of the cave, feeling that his body was as light as a bird, as if he could ride the wind.

He found an ancient tree with two people hugging each other.

According to the memory, the force technique of the jab, twisted the waist, and punched forward with a strong punch.

boom!
The shadow of the tree shook and made a rattling sound.

A few slightly yellowed leaves swirled and fell from the air.

On the branch of the ancient tree, an obvious fist mark suddenly appeared, penetrating into the wood three points, and there were still small gaps spreading around it.

"My current strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but compared with a real blood refiner, it seems to be a little weaker..."

Su Heng thought back to the days before, on the ring.

The blood-refining martial artist punched a big hole in the ten-centimeter-thick arena.

That kind of destructive power, he still can't achieve.

However, the main improvement of the copper skin talent is defense rather than strength. Su Heng thought for a while and took out the medicine shovel that he carried with him.

Towards the back of his hand, he swiped hard.

This kind of medicine shovel can easily cut through dirt and wood, and it is quite sharp.

But now, even though Su Heng used five percent of his strength, he only left a shallow scratch on the back of his hand.

"Not bad!"

Su Heng took back the medicine shovel.

I am still very satisfied with the effect brought by the copper skin talent.

"Now, even if I am not an opponent of a blood refiner, it is still very easy to kill a gangster."

……

Wait for Su Heng to leave and return to Deling County.

It was dusk again.

The familiar streets are full of garbage, filled with a rancid smell, and occasionally you can see trampled dog poop in the dark.

When passing Heshui Lane, Su Heng heard the sound of wheels turning.

He stopped silently.

Soon, I saw the yamen servant with a coarse cloth covering his nose, pushing a dilapidated cart, hurrying out of the alley.

On the trolley, two women who looked like mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, their complexions were black and their skin was festered.

Apparently been dead for some time.

It's just that they don't know whether they starved to death or died of illness.

A neighbor on the street corner saw this scene, but the expression on his face was numb. Only those who knew him would sigh: "He's dead again, in this world..."

Su Heng didn't dare to stay here for long, so he hurried home.

Unexpectedly, the person I was going to find appeared at my doorstep.

Xu Biao was still wearing a black blouse, showing his strong and powerful arms, but his face was a little disheveled, and he could smell a faint smell of herbs when he got close.

It seems to be injured.

"Hey, Xiaoheng." Xu Biao said with a smile, "It's time to pay this month's regular money."

Su Heng silently took out eleven copper coins from his pocket and put them in Xu Biao's hands. He was about to leave, but Xu Biao stood sideways in front of Su Heng.

"I heard that you have gained a lot this month, and the money has risen, and you need twenty copper coins." Xu Biao said with a sneer, crossing his hands on his chest.

The two boys beside Xu Biao.

He also turned around at this time, with a playful smile on his face.

only…

To Xu Biao's surprise.

Su Heng wasn't as angry as he expected...he just looked at them coldly.

Xu Biao was a little surprised to find that Su Heng was almost as tall as him at this time, and the eyes of the two were on the same level, and the muscles on his body tightened slowly involuntarily.

It's like facing a beast that is hunting.

"never mind."

Xu Biao suddenly laughed, waved his hands, turned and left with the two bewildered younger brothers.

"I am back."

Su Heng watched Xu Biao and others leave.

Then he pushed open the door and walked into the room.

Su Ping was hiding in the corner of the room, and when he saw Su Heng walking in, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where's Xu Biao? Has he left?"

"Ah."

Su Heng nodded.

He noticed that the corners of Su Ping's eyes were red, and there were tears in his pupils.

It seems that during his absence, Xu Biao did something to scare Su Ping.

"Xu Biao must be killed as soon as possible..." Su Heng made up his mind.

Actually.

When he saw Xu Biao just now, Su Heng already wanted to make a move.

It's a pity that Xu Biao seemed to be aware of it, and he retreated away with a smile, which surprised Su Heng a little.

See the atmosphere became a little dull.

Su Ping wiped the corners of her eyes, and hurriedly said, "I'll cook for you."

Whoa!
There was the sound of broken jars breaking outside.

Immediately afterwards, there were the cries of children, the sound of fighting, and the screaming of women.

"What happened?" Su Ping stopped what he was doing, and said dully, "That voice seems to be coming from the old Zhu's house..."

"I gonna go see."

Su Heng pushed open the door and saw a large group of people surrounded Zhu Wusan's house.

Walk in and have a look.

But he saw Xu Biao standing in the crowd with an ugly face, holding a small bag of wheat seeds in his hand.

Zhu Wusan, who was wearing a shabby mandarin jacket, fell straight on the ground, his face was black and blue, and his skinny hands like chicken feet grabbed Xu Biao's trouser legs, but he didn't move anymore.

in the house.

Zhu Xiaowu was pinned to the ground by two gangsters, his face full of despair.

"unlucky!"

Xu Biao cursed angrily, kicked the little old man's body away, and then called his two younger brothers to leave quickly.

until this time.

The discussion exploded like boiling water.

"Old Zhu's family, it's so pitiful, there is only such a small child left."

"You dare to do anything to the members of the Tiger Head Gang. Is the Tiger Head Gang us ordinary people able to deal with?"

"Poor..."

In the discussion, there was sympathy, indifference, and gloating... Su Heng thought of the old man Zhu holding his arm a few days ago to tell him to be careful.

But now that he was in such a situation, he felt a little uncomfortable.

back home.

Su Heng said to Su Ping: "In the house next door, old man Zhu was beaten to death by Xu Biao."

Su Ping, who was busy cooking, stopped what he was doing and said silently: "Old man Zhu is a good man, it's a pity."

Su Heng watched the sky outside getting darker.

It is estimated that Xu Biao should return home at this time.

"I'm going outside to take a shit, be right back."

Su Ping didn't doubt him, but habitually warned: "It's not safe outside, remember to come back early."

"I know."

Su Heng took the medicine shovel in his hand and hurried on with his head down. The moonlight was cold, but there were no passers-by on the street outside, and the shops were all locked and closed, and the bustle of the past was gone.

Xu Biao's home is on Eucalyptus Street, only five or six lanes away from Nanshan Street where Su Heng's home is located.

Not too far.

A few minutes later, Su Heng stepped across a smelly ditch and came to a dilapidated small yard.

The courtyard door was unlocked, and Su Heng stretched out his hand to push it open.

In the yard, Xu Biao was sitting on the steps, his upper body naked.He was slowly tearing off the bandage wrapped around his chest, and smeared the sores on his chest with dark green concoction.

"Su Heng!?"

Xu Biao's complexion changed slightly: "What are you doing here!?"

He got up suddenly, and slowly moved towards the corner where the hoe was placed.

"I heard that you were injured, so I prepared some good medicine for you." Su Heng stepped forward with a smile.

Xu Biao's expression froze for a moment, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.But in the next instant, Su Heng's face suddenly became distorted and ferocious, and the medicine shovel that had been charged for a long time flew out of his hand.

Intense harsh whistling sound.

The sharp medicine shovel sank directly into the middle of Xu Biao's chest, and blood gushed out from his mouth and nose.

boom! boom! boom!
Su Hengfei stepped forward and kicked him to the ground.

Punch after punch hit Xu Biao's face heavily, until Xu Biao's head turned into a mass of rotten meat, Su Heng panted heavily, and picked up the medicine shovel stuck in Xu Biao's chest.

Su Heng's heart was pounding.

He rushed into the house, stuffed the few taels of silver hidden in the cracks in the corner into his arms.

When he was leaving, he took away the wheat seeds wrapped in a gray cloth on the table, and left in a hurry.

When passing the corner of the street.

On the deserted street, a young figure was wandering with his head down.

After getting closer, Su Heng realized that the figure was the old man Zhu's son, Xiao Wu.

The two passed sideways.

Zhu Xiaowu turned around suddenly, as if he had noticed something.

But Su Heng's figure had already disappeared on the street, and he didn't know which alley he turned into.

Go home quickly.

Su Heng casually threw the blood-stained clothes wrapped with a medicine shovel into the bamboo basket.

In the room, the lights flickered, exuding a faint warmth.

There was a hot dinner on the table that looked as if it had just been prepared.

(End of this chapter)