The cultivator is reborn in another world

Chapter 4 East Street Belongs to Me
Under Old John's tearful confession, Chen Han finally understood what he was worried about.

Although a declining nobleman does not have much power, it is not something that common people can offend.The gangsters who came here today are ruffians from East Foromun Street, and their leader is a third-tier fighter.Even the most ferocious beast can be beaten to death by him.

"Leave quickly, you injured their subordinates, and they will probably come here soon." Old John sighed heavily.It can be regarded as a lot of debts, so the old man simply took out his pipe and sat on the threshold to smoke it.

Chen Han did not expect such a result.

After contemplating for a moment, he naturally chose to stay.

Leaving aside the fact that Old John's son saved him who was unconscious, just taking the matter of Raffles as his trouble, so he has to solve this trouble himself.It's just a third-tier fighter...Chen Han still doesn't quite understand what kind of strength this title will have.

After holding his breath for a while, Chen Han sighed regretfully.

True Yuan still showed no signs of recovery.If there is a huge spiritual sense in the sky, but without the assistance of true energy, it is actually equivalent to a useless person.However, in terms of physical strength, Chen Han far surpassed ordinary people.For cultivators in Kyushu, martial cultivation is the orthodoxy.

Every beginner cultivator has powerful and impressive martial arts.

"What?" At the same time, angry reprimands sounded from a casino on East Street.

Duke patted the round table made of pine wood heavily, and beside him was the magic weapon made by Chen Han.But now Duke's attention is all on his subordinates, swollen nose, bruised face, and bruises are nothing.A few more had broken arms and legs...

As the leader of the gangsters on the East Street, except for the people in the other three blocks, this is the first time today.

"Break that guy's arms and legs, and drag him here!" Duke growled.

Thirty or so individuals rushed out of the casino in mighty force.

The four major blocks of Fromon City have always been fighting openly and secretly. Now that this incident happened, the other three blocks will not be laughed to death.If they see the opportunity again and seize their own territory, it will be terrible.The more Duke thought about it, the more angry he became, his eyes fell on the long sword on the table.

"Damn it, it's something you can bear!" Duke pulled out his long sword with a bang...

Passers-by on the East Street looked sideways at this group of aggressive gangsters.

They were all guessing which shop was going to be unlucky again, and then they saw these people flocking into Old John's blacksmith shop.The leader was Raffles, a fallen nobleman who had degenerated into the company of gangsters.With so many people to rely on, Raffles was naturally no longer afraid.The guy scolded as soon as he entered the door. "Little bastard, get the hell out of here!"

Thirty or so big men with wide waists and fat bodies stood guard at the door of the blacksmith shop, with their arms akimbo, their eyes fierce, and the passers-by who were stared at by them subconsciously shrank their heads.

"Who gave you the courage to threaten the nobles!" Raffles shouted triumphantly. "Kneel down and crawl out, or I'll break both legs!"

Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bright red slap mark on Raffles' face.

Chen Han stood outside the door, his eyes swept over the group of people.Long before, he had enveloped these people with his divine sense... Unexpectedly, the strength of these gangsters was only a little bit stronger than ordinary people.

"Damn it!" Raffles blushed immediately, and he yelled at the people behind him like crazy. "What are you still doing, beat him to death!"

Old John stood up quickly, he wanted to drag Chen Han into the room.In any case, this young man is innocent.But there is no time to do all this, because Chen Han has already met these gangsters.

So far, what Chen Han has experienced the most is fighting.Any opponent can understand the seven sevens and eighty-eights just by looking at them.The middle-aged man in front of him is a veteran with good strength, but he is only limited to punks.The scars all over his body made the best advantage for his fact that he has experienced many battles.

Charlie...the second-in-command of the gangsters on East Street.The strength is second only to Duke.

Seeing Charlie make a move, Raffles immediately became proud.He once saw Charlie slap another person until he vomited blood with his fist, and now he can finally avenge the slap just now.

Charlie raised his fists, his feet began to jump, and the two fists kept alternating positions back and forth in front of his head following the jumping feet.Chen Han narrowed his eyes, he saw Charlie's fist swinging out at an extremely fast speed, and then retracted quickly.

If Chen Han guessed correctly, this should be some kind of boxing technique.

Block with the left hand, attack with the right hand, and then use the jump of your feet to quickly approach or move away from the opponent.Flexible and changeable...

'call'!
The fist stopped at the tip of Chen Han's nose with a sharp sound of wind.

"Boom!" The gangsters around suddenly laughed loudly.

This is a common method used by underground fighters to provoke opponents. They will stop their fists only an inch in front of their opponents instead of hitting them.Then he looked at the opponent's gesture of dodging in embarrassment because he couldn't hit his fist at all.

Although Chen Han didn't understand these reasons, he could also see that although the previous punch was fierce, it was powerless in the second half.So he wouldn't waste any effort to dodge at all.

"Look, the kid is scared out of his wits. He even forgot to hide!"

"He must have been wearing a diaper, or his pants would have been wet."

Charlie giggled, he withdrew his fist, and made a provocative gesture towards Chen Han - he hooked his fingers, and then made a gesture on his chest.But soon, Charlie found that there was no anger at all in the eyes of the other party, but was as calm and indifferent as ever.

The look made Charlie angry.

He decided to teach this little boy a lesson.

Amidst the applause around, Charlie jumped violently, his fists mixed with the sound of breaking wind, and attacked Chen Han viciously.Here Charlie even pulls off a little trick, turning the trajectory of a straight punch into a right hook in no time.Because Charlie wants to see Chen Han's frightened and flustered appearance...

It's just a pity that Charlie couldn't see it at all.

When the fist was still an inch away from Chen Han, Charlie felt a huge force coming from his abdomen.The huge force caused Charlie, who was running fast, to even pause, and his body suddenly rose.It was like a scene where a fast-running carriage hit a hill and had to stop.

Everyone was stunned.

They never thought that Charlie would fail, let alone be knocked down so easily.

Just one kick!
It's just that these people don't know how terrifying the cultivators who practice martial arts in another world are.They have a body as hard as a rock, and a speed faster than a cheetah... Martial arts are beyond everyone's imagination.

In Chen Han's eyes, these people were even more ridiculous than clowns.

Charlie, who was given great respect by Rovers, was holding his stomach, his eyes were white, and he was lying on the ground twitching uncontrollably.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, all swallowed their saliva, and looked at Chen Han who was walking towards him, but no one dared to take a step forward.I don't know who shouted: "The boss is here!"

This group of ruffians came back to their senses.

Raffles, who was as frightened as a quail just now, straightened up again, and hurried to Duke's side.

"Duke is here!" Old John gasped when he saw the person coming. "Young man, run quickly...you are no match for this guy."

go?
I'm afraid it's not that easy anymore!

Chen Han glanced at the group of gangsters in front of him, they almost surrounded the entire blacksmith shop.As for the Tier [-] fighter, he has come over now.

Rufus followed behind Duke respectfully, while he looked up at Chen Han secretly.This clean face always makes him feel a little uncomfortable, but soon he will become bruised and swollen.Duke is not like other people who are soft persimmons, and the strength of Tier [-] fighters is not comparable to that of ordinary people!
"You...you untouchable, quickly crawl over here!" Raffles shouted loudly.

'Snapped'!
Before the words fell, another bright red palm print appeared on Luo Fushi's face.

Rovers looked at Duke puzzled.He found that Duke, whom he relied on as his backer, put on a flattering smile, nodded and bowed and came to the door of the blacksmith shop.Holding a long sword in his hand, he stood respectfully in front of Old John.

"Master... I am deeply sorry."

From Duke's words, the gangsters knew what they had done—they almost demolished the blacksmith shop of a senior blacksmith who could forge magic weapons!

In the Amber Continent, a senior blacksmith is always a target that forces must win over.

The gap between magic weapons and ordinary weapons can be described as iron and wood. Warriors, magicians, mercenaries... these people, they will buy magic weapons at all costs.Therefore, as long as a family or a power has a high-level blacksmith, it is equivalent to mastering huge wealth.

At the same time, the weapons made by senior blacksmiths can also attract a group of people with good strength.

And the entire city of Foremont, a city with a population of over 10, only has one senior blacksmith.This senior blacksmith, it took him only 20 years to make an unknown nobleman become the most dazzling and powerful force in the city of Veromund!
Now there is a second high-level blacksmith who can create magic weapons in the city of Vermont, which makes Duke have no time to curry favor...

But Duke flattered the wrong person.

Old John looked at Duke helplessly, and he realized that the leader of the East Street gangster seemed to have admitted the wrong person.

"You are Duke?"

Just as Duke was waiting to bear the anger that the senior blacksmith was about to vent, a question rang in his ear.Duke raised his head, and he saw Chen Han.The thin, unremarkable young man was talking to himself in a condescending tone.

"Yes, yes!" Duke nodded repeatedly.

Although he was 1 unhappy, seeing that the young man was so close to the master blacksmith, he was either an apprentice or probably related by blood, so Duke naturally included Chen Han as a group of people who could not be offended.

Although he could see that the other party was perfunctory, Chen Han still nodded.

When he first arrived in this world, he didn't know much about everything here, and he even really lost it.Chen Han would not choose to live a mediocre life... So after he saw Duke, he suddenly had another idea in his mind.It might be a good choice to build a team of their own in this small town.

"First release Old John's son...Secondly, from now on, East Street will belong to me!"

(End of this chapter)