God-level Punishment System

The ancestral disciple selection battle continued, but the referee became the Patriarch Wang Yuxiao.

After Wang Haochen left the battle platform, he rushed to the outside of the square without stopping, and then waved down Bai Yu and jumped up.

"You don't care about the injury, you keep coming back for this?" Qing Yan has been sitting on Bai Yu's back. Seeing Wang Haochen coming up, she moved her position slightly and frowned slightly as she watched the blood stained on Wang Haochen's body. .

"That ancestral disciple's quota is extremely important to me!" Wang Haochen nodded, looked at the injuries on his body, and frowned slightly.

"Ancestral disciple?" Qing Yan curled his lips and said: "With your strength, you are enough to sit on the position of the elder of your family. What do you really care about being an Ancestral disciple?"

Wang Haochen shook his head slightly. He knew that this matter could not be explained to Qingyan, and then changed the subject: "There is still some time before the next battle. I will send you to the inn first, settle down temporarily, and wait for me to win. As an ancestral disciple, I will send you back."

Qing Yan nodded indifferently, and said: "Actually, you don't care about me, you should hurry up and deal with your injury."

"My injury really needs to be dealt with, but it won't take much time. I'd better send you to the inn first." Wang Haochen's consciousness swept across the penalty system map, and said.

After just a few breaths, a smile appeared on Wang Haochen's face, and he had already found the goal in his heart.

Let Bai Yu fall at the entrance of an inn, after Qing Yan went down, Wang Haochen immediately put Bai Yu into the riding pet space, then turned around and drilled into an alley in the northwest corner.

In the alley, three men with fierce faces and a sulky aura surrounded a teenager who was about seventeen years old.

"Guy, quickly hand over everything weird to you, we might be able to let you make a living." There was a scarlet scar on the right cheek of the leader, and he led the other two towards the young man towards the dark lane. Forced to the end, and said grimly.

"This guy is an outsider, so why don't you talk to him, just kill the search directly?" The thin man on the left side of Scarface asked.

"That's it, talk to him." The man on the right attached.

The three of them are land ruffians in Hewei City. They have some connections in the city guards, and they have no idea how many times they have done this act of killing and overtaking.

Moreover, they are also quite cautious, not moving the people in Hewei City, and they have been in peace for so many years.

"Three, if you have something to say, don't you just ask for money, we can totally discuss it." The boy who was blocked in the alley by the three of them, facing the three of them, stepped back and laughed.

Although the young man was blocked by the three, with an anxious look between his eyebrows, he did not panic. His bright eyes swept around, holding the three of them constantly with words, and thinking of ways to get out.

"You are asking for money, then you kill me now, but it's useless at all." The young man turned all over his body and took everything in his hands, but there were more than ten yuan stones, "My things All in the inn, not on the body."

"Do you live in that inn?" The scarred man at the head suddenly hesitated.

It's hard to meet a target, if there are only a dozen yuan stones, it is a waste of time.

"Three people, this...I don't remember the name of the inn clearly, but I know how to get there." The boy saw the three people approaching, his face showed a slight urgency.

"He's playing tricks for us, grab him!" The scarred face flashed in his eyes, strode forward, and grabbed the boy with his hand.

"Ah, help!" The boy turned and ran towards the end of the alley, delaying as much as possible while shouting.

"Say what, am I here?" At this moment, at the entrance of the alley, a group of people slowly walked into the alley.

"Ok?"

Hearing Wang Haochen's voice, whether it was the three scumbags or the young man, they all stunned, all turned their heads and looked towards the entrance.

"Bah! I'm dying, I'm still in the mood not to be nosy."

When someone appeared, the three of them were slightly panicked, but they saw that the man was only a young man, and he was covered in blood. A string of blood was cast on the ground along the way, and their hearts suddenly relaxed and a sneer appeared on their faces. The color.

"Second, third, don't let them go, kill both." The scarred face walked toward the blood-stained young man aggressively.

"Die to me!" The scarface walked to the blood-stained young man, stretched out his hand and drew the dagger from his waist, and plunged it into the young man's chest.

The boy was still smiling, but his eyes flashed cold. He grabbed his palm and grabbed the wrist of Scarface and the dagger. The arm shook slightly. The whole arm of Scarface suddenly fell soft. The boy's wrist turned and grabbed. With Scarface's arm, he thrust into his own chest.

"Puff!"

The blood-stained young man loosened his wrist, went around the scarred face, and walked towards the end of the alley one step at a time with blood marks. Seeing him like that, it seemed that he was going to die at any time, but his face always had a faint smile.

"He killed the boss!" After the remaining two were shocked, their faces instantly changed color.

"Fear of a bird, he was so badly wounded that he was dying, we two went together and killed him!" The other man was even more fierce. He reached out his hand and took out the knife he was hiding in his body and took a bite. Strode towards the boy and rushed over.

He rushed to the blood-stained boy and stabbed with a knife.

But the young man only turned his body slightly, avoiding the stab in the chest and wiping his arms. As soon as the young man's palm stretched out, he caught it on his neck.

"Kacha!" The crisp voice made people creepy.

The young man just five fingers and one finger, that is, he squeezed his throat, causing him to crouch down in pain, but he couldn't make any sound. He clutched his neck tightly, but only two or three breaths, namely Died limp.

The face of the thin man who was still alive instantly paled, and his legs trembled slightly. Looking at the two corpses lying on the ground, there was a deep look of panic in his eyes.

"This young man, have pity for me. For the sake of the old and the bad in my family, you will be very compassionate and let me go alive... Please, let me go!" The thin legs Once soft, he couldn't hold it anymore, knocked his head like garlic, crying for mercy.

"Well, it's not impossible to spare your life, but..." The young man walked up to the thin man, looked at the triumphant joy hidden in his eyes, and a sneer appeared on his face. Wait until the next life!"

The palm of the young man's hand that fell on the thin man shook slightly, and the look in the thin man's eyes instantly faded.

After killing the three, the blood-stained boy glanced at the boy at the end of the alley, frowned slightly, and sat down cross-legged.

At the end of the alley, the boy's eyes kept scanning between the blood-stained boy and the three corpses, and there was still a trace of fear on his face.

Seeing the blood-stained young man sitting on the ground quietly, his eyes closed, as if healed his injuries, he also breathed a sigh of relief and finally determined that he was truly safe.

"Clusters shouldn't stay long!" the young man secretly said.

He tiptoed past the blood-stained young man, far away from the area in front of the young man, his eyes kept falling on the young man, his heart made no sound, and he walked out of the alley.

After he walked in front of the blood-stained young man, he immediately dashed towards the alley until he stood at the entrance. He had seen the street where people came and went, and the bright sunshine above his head. He finally had a heart. It was completely put down.

He walked toward the street with a relaxed expression, but after only a few steps, his steps became slightly stiff.

He took out a personal collection of paintings from his arms, opened his heart, and looked at it carefully. This painting seemed extremely important to him, even if he had just been persecuted by the three people, he did not take it out.

"Like, it's really too alike..." The young man stared at the man in his hand, with a faint excitement on his face.

"It doesn't matter, after waiting for so long, I have to ask if it's him. Moreover, judging from his appearance, his temperament is not too bad, there shouldn't be any problems." He made a decision in his heart. Zheng who got into the lane

The boy covered in blood was naturally Wang Haochen.

He came to this alley and killed the three ruffians. Of course, he didn't just come to save the young man. He was just for the penalty on the three ruffians. He urgently needed the penalty to heal his injuries.

After Wang Haochen's cultivation level was improved, the martial arts value he obtained would be greatly reduced if his kill cultivation was lower than his own. Once the target he killed was below the back realm, he could only get a little martial arts value, but he found that, No matter what the strength of the goal, the penalty value of the harvest is not discounted.

These three ruffians have been doing evil in Hewei City for many years, and the scar face has a penalty of 50 or 60 points. As for the other two, there are also 30 or 40 points. They killed three people and gained more than 100 penalty points. It was enough for him to recover from his injury.

In fact, the really serious injuries on his body have been almost recovered by the penalty system, and the rest are those skin injuries that are not fatal, and do not need too much penalty.

After only twenty minutes, Wang Haochen slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the other side.

Although he has been healing his wounds, there is still a part of his mind guarding him. It is natural that he cannot be ignorant of the boy's return.

When the young man saw Wang Haochen wake up, his face flashed with joy. He walked a few steps closer and asked, "Are you Wang Haochen?"

"Huh?" Wang Haochen faintly stunned. Could it be that I'm very famous in Hewei City, anyone knows me?

"If you don't hurry up and run back, what are you doing? Are you not afraid that I will kill you as well?" Wang Haochen slowly got up, not planning to waste time with this boy, he had to hurry back to Wang's house and participate in the second round Selection battle.

Wang Haochen didn't answer directly at all, and the boy was a little uncertain, with a slight hesitation on his face.

Seeing that Wang Haochen was about to leave, the young man gritted his teeth slightly and said loudly at Wang Haochen's back: "The shopkeeper Heng made me come!"

Wang Haochen paused, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the boy.

"Tell me, what's the name of Heng's shopkeeper?" Wang Haochen's figure flashed, and when he reached the boy, his breath stared at the boy in front of him with a little horror.

"He Heng!" There was also a hint of excitement on the young man's face, and he estimated that he was probably betting right.

"Grandpa Heng..." Wang Haochen was slightly shocked.

(End of this chapter)