Chapter 13: The Killer Star (Second Update!)

  On the way home, Wang Ke finally understood why every time he went to a stall, the boss would look at him like an enemy. It turned out that he was too famous, so every time he asked about the price, the other party thought that the thing he picked up from their stall was actually a genuine antique or a ritual vessel.

  So they were afraid, fearing that they would get into trouble themselves.

  In stunned silence, Wang Ke secretly sighed: No wonder those people's quotes were so outrageous, it was because of this reason!

  Forget it!

  I've found enough things here, being content is a blessing, what more could I be dissatisfied with? Even if I leave now, there's no regret.

  From yesterday until now, if you subtract the 50,000 yuan given to parents and add the 50,000 yuan prepared to return to the landlord, there will still be 250,000 yuan left in your bank account.

  2.5 million!

  Enough for oneself to use as capital, in the antique and Buddhist utensils industry, they made a big show of their skills.

  As Wang Ke pushed open the gate, he had just stepped into the yard when he saw the middle-aged man who was beaten by himself yesterday, sitting in a chair in the yard with a resentful face. Beside him were four bare-backed men covered in tattoos, staring at him coldly.

  The five of them were holding watermelon knives and iron bars in their hands, and when they saw me, it was as if they had seen prey, and the color of their faces changed, revealing a ferocious expression.

  That garrulous woman, at this moment with a arrogant and overbearing face, as if she had forgotten the pain of being beaten yesterday.

  While his own house door was wide open, it was clear that everything in the house should have been smashed.

  Suddenly, a figure rushed into the yard quickly, and the middle-aged landlord's face was full of urgency, shouting at Wang Ke: "Xiao Wang, hurry up and run, they are here to take revenge on you."

  The middle-aged man who was beaten by Wang Ke suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open like a bronze bell, and viciously raised the watermelon knife in his hand, cursing at the middle-aged landlord: "You damn bastard, are you going to be a hero? Wait till I'm done with that bastard Wang Ke, and then you'll see."

  Wang Ke's expression turned cold, and when the landlord rushed out shouting for him to escape, he felt a warmth in his heart. After all, at this time, Wang Ke was clear about his fate. If he ran away, he feared that these people's resentment would be vented on the landlord, and later, a beating would be inevitable.

  He touched his nose bridge with his hand, and a cold light flashed in Wang Ke's eyes. He closed the courtyard door from inside, then walked into the yard with big strides, looking at the middle-aged man he had beaten up yesterday with a cold smile, and said sarcastically: "Yesterday, I gave you two a chance to reform, but I didn't expect you to dare find someone to come. Want to take revenge on me?"

  A middle-aged big man with a ferocious expression on his face, menacingly shouted: "You're looking for someone to take revenge on you, you little kid? You think you can fight, but I'm not afraid of you. We five people, one punch and one kick each, can disable you. Come quietly to my face, kowtow eighty times, and let me beat you up for a while, this matter will be settled. Otherwise, I'll make your legs break and arms fracture, and you'll be bedridden for several months."

  Wang Ke smiled coldly and looked towards his own door before asking in a low voice, "Was it you who smashed the things in my room?"

  The loud-mouthed woman took a step forward, proudly shouting: "It was me and my man who did it! What are you going to do about it? Your broken stuff is worthless, that second-hand computer I smashed is the only thing worth any money. The rest of your things are all trash, smashing them was a waste of energy!"

  "Big brother, let's not waste our breath on this kid. Let's just beat him up and we can still have a drink, the few of us!" A burly man with a tiger tattoo on his chest glared at Wang Ke with a sinister gaze and sneered coldly.

  "Get moving!"

  The middle-aged man nodded and shouted loudly.

  A sharp watermelon knife came slashing down from the front, accompanied by the sound of a iron rod whipping through the air, also striking towards Wang Ke's waist.

  "Dragon Elephant" cultivation method matching moves, Wang Ke can now only use two moves.

  "Shuāi quán!" -> "Fist of fury!"

  A low and muffled voice burst forth from Wang Ke's mouth, a sound that seemed to be both suppressed and explosive at the same time, shaking the courtyard.

  One by one, the fist shadows flashed and instantly filled the surroundings of Wang Ke's body in all directions. The attack routes of those fist shadows were cunning and ruthless, skillfully avoiding the incoming watermelon knife and iron rod. Wang Ke's feet seemed to have taken root, while his body was swaying like a willow in the wind. The dull sound of fists hitting flesh echoed through the courtyard.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Two burly men, their bodies closest to Wang Ke, were surrounded by the flurry of fists, with most of them landing on their bodies.

  The crisp sound of the nasal bone fracture, the cracking sound of the fist hitting the cheekbone, the dull sound of the fist hitting the chest, and the two men's shrill cries of pain, all blended together into a peculiar melody.

  Nosebleed sprayed wildly, and a bloody mist spewed out of his mouth. The two sturdy bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings, heavily crashing to the ground six or seven meters away, just like two dead dogs that had been smashed to the ground, without any movement.

  "Clang......"

  The sound of metal objects colliding with each other. After Wang Ke snatched an iron rod, he blocked the two watermelon knives that were chopping down.

  "Long legs!"

  As Wang Ke let out a low shout, the second attack was like a poisonous snake, leaving behind a residual shadow. In almost one second, two big men were kicked out six or seven meters away due to their heart-wrenching pain. Their robust bodies curled up on the ground like shrimp, constantly convulsing, with fresh blood flowing from the corners of their mouths and even staining their lips.

  Both sides started fighting and four big men were knocked down in just two or three seconds, the speed was so fast that it changed the complexion of all who still had thoughts.

  The middle-aged Han's face showed a look of horror, his eyes flashing with an unbelievable light, and he retreated in shock while also wanting to turn around to look at the four brothers he had invited.

  Bang...

  A crisp sound echoed through Wang Ke's whip leg as he drew it back.

  The middle-aged man's cheek was instantly paralyzed by the whip kick, and the sound of his cheekbone breaking was heard. His white front teeth mixed with blood were sprayed out, and the middle-aged man's body was directly knocked to the ground.

  The battle is over.

  The cold light flickering in Wang Ke's eyes did not dissipate in the slightest.

  He stepped on the middle-aged man's leg with one foot, and a huge force accompanied by the sound of bone fracture. The right leg bone of the middle-aged man was clearly broken by Wang Ke's ruthless kick.

  Immediately, Wang Ke stretched out his hand and pinched the middle-aged man's neck, lifting him high up. A killing intent appeared on his face as he coldly stared at him and sneered: "You think you can take revenge on me with your three-inch cat skills? It's simply a foolish dream."

  The complexion of a middle-aged man changes from green to white, and then from white to purple.

  His neck was pinched by Wang Ke, the scorching pain on his cheek and the heart-wrenching pain in his bare legs were no longer important. The iron-like hand that pinched his neck made him feel suffocated, and his brain was dizzy due to lack of oxygen.

  He wanted to beg for mercy, but his throat was pinched and he couldn't say a word.

  Wang Ke looked at the middle-aged man's purplish face with a cold expression. He didn't intend to kill anyone, so he stretched out his hand and slammed the middle-aged man to the ground again. With a cold and cruel expression, he walked briskly to the two men who were curled up like shrimp, picked them up, and quickly twisted off one of their arms.

  Heart-wrenching pain caused the two people's faces to instantly lose all color, and they let out a mournful scream like a pig being slaughtered.

  He slammed the two men to the ground, and Wang Ke grabbed the two men who had been knocked unconscious by his fists. He twisted each of their arms, and the two men, who were originally unconscious, were suddenly awakened by the intense pain.

  "You want to capture me and then rush to drink? Today, I'll let you experience something even more refreshing than drinking." The cold words made the five people who were struggling on the ground feel a chill run down their spines.

  A huge fear was born in their hearts, and at this moment, Wang Ke, in their eyes, was no longer a weak-looking young man, but a living killing god, an evil demon.

  They regretted it so much that their intestines turned green.

  They feel like their brain has turned into mush, why bother with this jinx?

  This is not a young man who knows kung fu, on my side there are five men who often fight and brawl, they can be considered as seasoned fighters, but how long did it take for them to be defeated?

  Three seconds?

  Five seconds?

  Five brothers who claimed to be strong in combat were knocked down by this jinx?

  What's his background? Why does he have such formidable skills? Even if it were the world kickboxing champion and my five brothers fighting together, they wouldn't be able to beat me that quickly.

  Their teeth chattered in the fight, the creaking friction sound was due to the cold. Even now that the sun was overhead, the terror emanating from their souls made them feel a chill spreading through their spine.

  Wang Ke looked at the five burly men he had beaten with a cold expression, a hint of mockery appearing on his lips before turning to look at the long-tongued woman.

  The woman who had previously been so arrogant and overbearing now stood there, stunned by what was in front of her. The wet crotch made Wang Qi's eyes fill with disgust.

  "Shut your own mouth! If I don't tell you to stop, you can't stop me. Otherwise, I'll beat you up like them!" Wang Ke shouted at the garrulous woman.

  Her whole body shook, the garrulous woman took two steps back in terror, nodded hastily under Wang Qi's cold gaze, and then slapped her own face with a trembling palm.

  At this time, there was another person in the yard, that is, the middle-aged landlord who was stunned by the scene in front of him and completely confused.

  The middle-aged landlord's hand held a iron shovel that had been grabbed from somewhere, still slightly trembling.

  He was worried that Wang Ke would be beaten up, so he grabbed an iron shovel from the corner of the wall to help Wang Ke deal with these five big men. Although he knew that even if he risked his own life, he wouldn't be a match for these five big men, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate Wang Ke being beaten in front of him.

  However, just as he grabbed the iron shovel and turned around, he saw that four big men were already lying on the ground. Two of them had fainted, while the other two were convulsing and wailing in agony, which made his honest and simple mind go blank.

  Am I just dreaming?

  Xiao Wang single-handedly knocked them all down?

  Was he a retired special forces soldier?

  Or is he a martial arts master who has been practicing since childhood?

  One man beats five, and in a few seconds he knocks down all five of the burly thugs.