What attacked Xiang Wentian was none other than the two wolfhounds that Old Xin was deeply afraid of. One on the left and the other on the right, they seemed to have a tacit understanding as they attacked. In the darkness, coupled with the fact that he was falling from the sky, Xiang Wentian didn't even see what was attacking him. He only felt that danger was approaching him. Before the black shadows could get close, his feet that had just touched the ground pushed hard on the ground and his entire body leaned back. When his body was about to touch the ground, his hands supported the ground and his feet twisted. He kicked at the two black shadows from two different angles.
The two black shadows seemed to know how powerful his two kicks were. The figure in the air turned and actually fell down with him. His body paused and fell down, causing his feet to kick into the air. Then, the two shadows continued to attack his throat, still in a manner that wanted to kill him.
At this moment, under the light, Xiang Wentian could see that these two black shadows were nothing but two wolfhounds. He cursed in his heart. They were actually forced into such a dangerous situation by two beasts. He was angry, so he naturally didn't need to be polite. Beasts were beasts. Even if they were killed, they wouldn't have to bear the responsibility of a life lawsuit.
With this idea in mind, Xiang Wentian fell to the ground and rolled. At the same time, he grabbed two handfuls of soil from the garden and threw them at the two wolfhounds. Although it was just two handfuls of soil, these two handfuls of soil were not something that ordinary people could withstand. The two wolfhounds tilted their heads and fell to the ground. They rolled on the ground and immediately rolled up, staring at him like a tiger eyeing its prey. The eyes of the four wolves shone with a green light in the night, a pair of green lights that wanted to devour people.
At this moment, the people in the villa who had already woken up rushed over. They all knew that someone had run over here and was shouting," Bite him to death, bite him to death!”As if they had heard their master's order, the two wolfhounds jumped up from the left and right, pouncing on his head with the pressure of Mount Tai.
Xiang Wentian had already stood up, sneering in his heart. If he didn't teach you a lesson, you wouldn't know that you're a beast. He didn't retreat, but followed up with a black tiger. He dashed forward, passing through the gap between the two wolfhounds at lightning speed. He returned his hands and punched the backs of the two wolfhounds. The two wolfhounds couldn't turn around in time, and they were hit by this force. They were originally moving forward, and with this force, the two forces combined. In an instant, The two wolfhounds flew toward another flower garden like two black lines.
After sending off the two wolfhounds, Xiang Wentian didn't even turn around and dashed towards the courtyard wall without stopping. The miserable cries of the wolfhounds behind him didn't affect his speed at all. He took two steps against the courtyard wall and with a push, his body soared into the air. He leaped onto the top of the courtyard wall. Before he could land, his right hand gently pressed on the edge of the courtyard wall and his entire body flipped outside the courtyard wall. He disappeared from the sight of Third Brother Qian and the others who had rushed over. They only saw his final move that was like a roc spreading its wings. They were terrified. Those who had the courage to chase after him could not help but slow down by half a step.
Not only did this matter make Qian Laosan more cautious, but the number of bodyguards in the villa had also increased by a lot. When Xiang Wentian came back from the courtyard, he felt that the security in the house of a famous person like Old Third Qian was only so-so. It was not as unattainable as the villa on the surface. Although it was not free to come and go, it was not easy to restrain him. Perhaps it was like the old saying, a paper tiger might look scary, but it could not be beaten.
After hearing that he had visited Third Brother Qian's villa, Old Xin and the others were extremely convinced. No one doubted that his words were not true at all. The next day, he and Goldie stayed in the temple until dusk. When the sky darkened, the two of them slowly walked toward Jinhe District and Hongan District.
Before they set off, they discussed his attire. Some of them thought that the gang leader was just going to meet Old Ge and the others. It was night time, so it was fine if he didn't wear tattered clothes. Some felt that since the gang leader was the leader of Beggar's Sect, he should lead the group like a beggar. If he didn't make his brothers feel a little dejected, it was obvious that he was looking down on himself.
Xiang Wentian was stung by the words that said he looked down on himself. He also felt that he was not really going to beg for food. What was so great about dressing like a beggar? Besides, he was no different from a beggar in Shenzhou. It was not that he had no food or a place to stay. When a person was reduced to such a state, there was no need to care about his face.
In the end, Xiang Wentian came out with the cover. On the surface, he really looked like a beggar. He was wearing a tattered shirt that Old Xin and the others had picked up from somewhere. It looked like a long trench coat, but there was not a single part of the shirt that was intact. It was either torn here, hung there, or patched up by Old Xin and the others. The color of the clothes could not be seen until now. It was black, and the elbows and chest were greasy, emitting a rancid smell.
When Old Xin and the others took out the clothes, Goldie covered his nose and shouted," What is this?" When he saw that his boss wanted to put it on, he was the first to object. Xiang Wentian stopped him, saying that since he wanted to dress like a beggar, he had to put on a beggar's outfit to avoid being laughed at. Moreover, he was meeting them tonight. As the leader, he had to act like a leader.
The nightlife in the city had just begun. The streets were full of traffic and people came and went. The two beggars walking on the streets did not attract much attention. Following Tao Zi, the two of them came to a bridge hole under the flyover. The space inside was not very big, and there were more than twenty people. Tao Zi told him softly that there were more beggars here. Some people did not return here at night and found another place to spend the night. Only people who usually followed Old Ge came here.
These people were somewhat indifferent to their arrival. They did not even look over. Only a few people at the innermost heard the sound and stared over. Among the few people sitting in the back, Tao Zi told him in a low voice that the one sitting on the quilt jacket was Lao Ge. It was actually a tattered quilt that was thrown away by someone. The cotton wool inside was leaking everywhere. It was so black and yellow that there was no white at all. It was curled up by Old Gar and sat under his butt. It was not an exaggeration to say that Old Ge was old. His face was filled with the vicissitudes of time like Old Xin.
Under the illumination of Old Ge's cigarette, his face that had shown the vicissitudes of life flickered like the weather in spring. It seemed to have some tacit understanding with the atmosphere here, which was indifferent and gloomy.
Tao Zi felt it, and Xiang Wentian felt it even more. However, this was not the first time he had experienced such an atmosphere. He did not mind it and continued to walk calmly. He stepped over the feet that stretched out in the middle of the road and came inside. He smiled at Old Ge and said,"Everyone, let's get to know each other. I'm Xiang Wentian, your future Sect Master.”
Hearing his words, there seemed to be some movement. The people here could not help but look over. Old Ge also clearly felt that this young man who came with the cover was not an ordinary person. He did not have the lightness of his age. Without waiting for the cover to introduce him, he stood up and said,"You are the young man that Big Luo mentioned, Xiang Wentian? Very good, very good."
As he spoke, he reached out his dirty right hand to shake hands with him. Xiang Wentian did not hesitate to reach out his hand. The two of them shook hands and realized that Old Gar wanted to compete with him in strength. It turned out that Old Gar's hands had brute force. This was already famous among their group, and no one could compare to it.
When he saw Old Gar reach out to shake his hand, he became a little nervous. He blamed himself for forgetting to remind Gang Leader that Old Gar's hand strength was not ordinary. He had to pay attention to this point. But it was too late now. It seemed that he was deliberately scheming against Gang Leader. He was nervous for nothing. Xiang Wentian didn't expect that Old Ge would try to show him his power, or to test whether he had the ability to be the leader of Beggar's Sect. He didn't try to test his hand. He was just trying to shake hands with him as a brother.
As soon as they held hands, Xiang Wentian knew that he had been careless. The strength of the other party's hand was not ordinary. He could not help but frown. Lao Ge saw it and laughed in his heart. This was the gang leader that Big Luo had mentioned. The gang leader with martial arts? Before he could finish laughing, he immediately felt that something was wrong. The other party did not cry out in pain or admit defeat as he had expected. Instead, he felt an indescribable warm strength in his hand, which made the force he had exerted disappear. No matter how hard he tried, the other party was still smiling as if he could not feel it. His hand was held by the other party, and it was soft as if there was no force.
Slowly, Old Ka, who had used all his strength, had no choice but to admit defeat. His forehead was sweating, but the other party looked calm and relaxed. Compared to him, it was like an adult watching a child compete. What kind of thing was this? Fine, if he didn't admit defeat, he would lose his face. The other party was indeed capable. He could only blame himself for being wrong.
Xiang Wentian felt that the other party was testing him. He wanted to teach the other party a lesson and let him know that he was not someone to be trifled with. However, he thought about it and realized that this was the first time he had met the other party. As a gang leader, he had already put on a show of strength at the first meeting. It seemed that he did not give him any face. Moreover, he was such a big person, but he did not use much internal energy. He only used a needle hidden in cotton wool to slowly extract the true qi he had cultivated from his dantian. Through his palm, he transferred the energy to his opponent bit by bit. No matter how much strength his opponent exerted, this internal energy would change accordingly, slowly dissolving his opponent's strength. Of course, this was because Xiang Wentian knew that his opponent's strength was far inferior to his own, so he could control the situation very politely. Otherwise, if he was not confident that his own strength could easily dissolve his opponent's strength, he would not dare to use this internal energy so casually. If his opponent's internal energy surpassed his, then…It was possible that the other party would counterattack on him instead. At that time, he would only be injured.
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