Demon Recovery: Sacrifice, Hundreds of Millions of Returns

The taxi driver was a talkative middle-aged man. When he heard that Jiang Feng was going to the Warrior Association, he was really surprised.

The main reason is that Jiang Feng is too young, probably not yet an adult.

In his cognition, at least he has to wait until his 20s to become a martial artist.

"Yeah, I heard that certified warriors can receive several thousand subsidies every month."

Jiang Feng nodded, but he didn't hide anything.

"Then you have to be certified successfully, but you can try it, even if you can't pass the certification, it's good to see the world."

The taxi driver obviously didn't believe that Jiang Feng could be authenticated successfully, and only thought he was there for fun.

Jiang Feng didn't explain too much, he didn't care at all how insignificant people thought of him.

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Chapter 28 Do You Have Hair?

The taxi driver chattered a lot with Jiang Feng along the way, and Jiang Feng only replied a few words, which made the always-long-winded taxi driver feel like he didn't want to talk now.

Jiang Feng's character is like this, he is not good at words.

In his opinion, it is better to say more than to do more.

Soon, a huge oval building appeared in front of Jiang Feng in the distance.

This building is similar to the gymnasium in the previous life, but here it is the Martial Artists Association.

At this time, when it was about a hundred meters away from the Martial Artists Association, the car stopped, and the whole street was full of traffic.

Obviously, there is a traffic jam!

"Young man, you can walk there for the rest of the journey, and I will charge you less money."

The taxi driver seemed very natural, as if he had known for a long time that there would be a traffic jam, so he was very calm.

"it is good."

Jiang Feng looked at the traffic jam in front of him, and knew that if he didn't go by himself, it would probably be stuck in an hour.

So I paid the money and got out of the car immediately.

Jiang Feng's speed was very fast. Even if he was not in a hurry, he could only walk at a normal pace of 1 meters for [-] minute.

"Damn it, there are so many people here!"

As soon as Jiang Feng came outside the gate of the Warrior Association, he was shocked.

It is estimated that there are hundreds of nearly a thousand people lined up in a long line, directly from the building to the outside of the building.

He suddenly remembered that when the taxi driver chatted with him in the car, he seemed to have said that there is no need to pay for the certification of the Warrior Association, so many people try it almost every day.

But Jiang Feng didn't listen to him at all at the time, so he ignored it at the time, and only remembered it now.

"Well, if there are as many people as there are, there will be more. Now that you're here, you can't go back without doing anything."

Jiang Feng shook his head, but still lined up in this long queue.

Fortunately, the speed of authenticating warriors is still very fast. Almost every ten seconds, someone walks out of it.

After queuing for almost half an hour, Jiang Feng finally entered the building, and there were not many people left in front of him.

He looked inside, and saw that there was an instrument for testing strength at the very front. The tester only needed to hit the instrument with a punch, and the power coefficient of his punch would appear after a few seconds.

Jiang Feng's eyesight is so good, he can clearly see that most of the people's strength is only three or four hundred catties.

They can't even reach the level of third-rate warriors.

This world is full of dangers because of demons and monsters, so even a normal adult can have two to three hundred catties of strength.

But this is far from the level of a warrior.

The staff didn't even bother to shout, and directly showed the red card for failure, and most of the testers were not depressed and left calmly.

Obviously they had expected that they would not be able to survive, but anyway, they don't need money, and if they don't come, they won't come for nothing.

There were fewer and fewer people in front, and it was almost Jiang Feng's turn.

However, at this moment, a rough voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Hey, little brat, get out of here and let my uncle test it first!"

Jiang Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a strong man who looked as rough as that voice was standing behind him, looking menacing.

The brawny man looked to be close to two meters tall, with a fleshy face and a bald head. He fully satisfied the identity of that kind of street fighter, and he was not a good stubble at first glance.

The people who were originally in line behind Jiang Feng were all scared away by Street Bully's ferocious aura, only Jiang Feng was still staring at him without changing his face.

But in the eyes of everyone, Jiang Feng was scared stupid like this.

Street Bully thought so too, with a disdainful sneer on his face, he was about to get in front of Jiang Feng.

"Queue up and go to the back."

Jiang Feng just said something lightly, one step forward, and the test was about to start.

Street Fighter was taken aback when he saw this, but then a ruthless look burst out in his eyes.

He has been around for so long, and this is the first time someone dared to disobey his orders, let alone a kid who looked underage.

He directly blocked Jiang Feng with his hand, and said in a cold voice at the same time.

"The little kid's hair hasn't even grown yet, so he came to take the test, wasting my time, get out of here, my patience has a limit, don't be ashamed!"

Jiang Feng frowned. He is not a person who likes to cause trouble.

But by no means a person who is afraid of trouble.

This guy provoked him repeatedly, and Jiang Feng was a little angry at this time.

He looked at the empty top of Street Fighter's head, and couldn't help a sarcasm from the corner of his mouth.

"You said that my hair is not fully grown. Please take a pee and take a picture yourself. Who doesn't have a hair on their head?"

As soon as Jiang Feng said this, the people watching the fun almost couldn't help laughing.

But when they saw Street Bully's increasingly gloomy face, they immediately covered their mouths consciously.

This Street Fighter is not easy to mess with at first glance, they dare not offend him.

Street Fighter had a gloomy face at this moment, as if water was about to drip out, and his fists were clenched so tightly that they made a cracking sound of bones rubbing against each other.

He has been around for so many years, and he has never been provoked like this before, and it was still in front of so many people, which made him feel ashamed.

The lack of hair on his head has always been his heart disease. It's not that he shaved it off himself, but that he hasn't grown hair since he was a child.

For this reason, he was ridiculed as a child.

He couldn't remember how many years no one dared to talk about his bald head.

"Boy, you really want to die. Today, I will teach you how to behave for your parents!"

Street Fighter roared loudly, his voice was like a firecracker.

A punch hit Jiang Feng's head.

Some people around were frightened and quickly covered their eyes, Street Fighter's fist was more than half the size of that boy's head.

With one punch, the boy's head would probably explode.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Jiang Feng raised his hand unhurriedly, seemingly very slowly, but when Street Fighter's sandbag-sized fist was only a few centimeters away from his head, he actually stopped.

Snapped!

A crisp sound.

Jiang Feng held Street Bully's wrist with one hand, with a very calm expression on his face.

On the contrary, it was Street Fighter, who had a shocked expression on his face.

His face was blushing, but the fist remained motionless in mid-air.

"Mist grass, he actually blocked it!"

"This... this is too unbelievable, this boy looks too thin, how did he do it?"

This scene also stunned the crowd watching the excitement around.

They all exclaimed.

Even the lazy-looking staff next to the force measuring instrument couldn't help but feel moved.

That Street Fighter looked so strong, even if he hadn't reached the level of a third-rate fighter, it shouldn't be much worse.

But the boy who looked so young actually received his attack without any pressure, so he definitely reached the level of a warrior.

It's normal to meet a warrior. After all, this is the place to register for the identity of a warrior. It's just that Jiang Feng is such a young warrior, which makes him look sideways.

Of course, it was just a little surprised.

Although there are not many such young warriors, there are definitely many. Those children from rich families have used those heavenly materials and earthly treasures to temper their bodies since they were young.

It is not difficult to step into the level of warrior before adulthood.

"Educate me for my parents? Are you worthy?"

Jiang Feng said in a cold voice, and at the same time grabbed Street Bully's hand more vigorously.

The latter couldn't help screaming immediately.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, Jiang Feng lacked the love of his father and mother, so he would never allow others to talk about his parents.

Jiang Feng's strength was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a crackling sound of bones breaking in Street Fighter's hands.

"Ah! It hurts..."

Street Bully's screams grew louder, and he clenched his other hand into a fist and slammed hard at Jiang Feng.

However, as soon as his fist rushed out, Jiang Feng kicked him hard in the abdomen.

Biu!

How powerful is Jiang Feng?