"Chuang Zi? Chuang Zi?"
The hooligans surrounded the leader of the hooligans and gently pushed him a few times, but there was no reaction at all. It was as if he was dead.
"Ah... Die... Dead? No way! you... you... Serves him right. There are surveillance cameras here, right? That bastard was the one who bullied this girl. I was being chivalrous. I…I... Oh right, there's a witness here. He can help me explain…"
In his panic, the man finally remembered the person who slapped him. At least that guy wasn't with these hooligans. Maybe he could help me explain.
However, when he turned around, he saw Mu Xingchen running out of the alley. He had not run far when the man chased after him without saying anything. He had no choice. This guy was his life-saving straw. If he ran away, he would really become a murderer. He could not let him run away.
Mu Xingchen had only run a few steps when the man grabbed her thigh, causing both of them to fall.
"F * ck, what are you doing? Let go of me, you bastard…"
Just as Mu Xingchen was about to get up, he realized that this guy was still grabbing onto his pants and not letting go. He cursed at him and almost kicked his face.
"Big Brother, you can't leave. You have to go to the police station with me to explain the matter of that old hooligan. Otherwise, I'm dead. Big Brother..."
No matter what Mu Xingchen did, this guy just wouldn't let go. He looked like he wanted to live and die with Mu Xingchen's pants. Mu Xingchen looked at him helplessly. At this moment, he wanted to kick his face.
"What are you talking about? Let go, let go. F * ck, do you believe that I'll kick you?”
"If you want to kick me, then kick me. As long as you can explain it to me at the police station, you can kick me as many times as you want.”
That man didn't want to let go even if he died. He was determined to live and die with your pants. That was really a spirit.
At this moment, the gangster leader who was lying on the ground got up from the ground with an unhappy expression.
"Bah…I don't care about the God of War or the glory of love. I want to vent my anger now…"
After saying that, the leader of the hooligans looked at Mu Xingchen. His eyes were as fierce as they could be, as if he wanted to eat someone up.
"What? He didn't die, really... Eh? What were you talking about just now?”
After hearing the commotion, the brother who was tugging at Mu Xingchen's pants let go of it, almost causing Mu Xingchen to fall.
"It's none of your business. I'm not talking to you... Grandpa, I'll cripple you!"
The leader of the hooligans cursed and picked up a beer bottle. He ran towards Mu Xingchen and swung it at the young man who had saved the damsel in distress.
However, the big brother crouched down and dodged it. As he couldn't hold back, the bottle directly hit Mu Xingchen's face.
"Sigh, sigh, sigh? F * ck!"
Mu Xingchen didn't even have the time to dodge before she was knocked down by the bottle. The bottle was smashed into pieces. She didn't know how hard the gangster had used.
Finally, the girl in the alley couldn't stand it anymore. You said you wanted to run, but they were blocking the entrance. You didn't want to run. They had already gotten along well. It was her turn soon. Out of helplessness, the girl called the police. Anyway, their attention wasn't on her.
The old hooligan who bullied the girl wanted to hit her with a beer bottle. Most importantly, he missed and hit the wrong person. Looking at Mu Xingchen's face covered in blood and glass shards, it made her heart palpitate.
Seeing that the man had been knocked down by the bottle, the man pushed the gangster leader away and shouted without any intention of continuing the fight.
"Stop hitting him, stop hitting him. You've beaten this person until his head is bleeding. Did you bring your phone? Hurry up and call 120 to save him!"
Hearing this, the leader of the hooligans stopped. He looked at Mu Xingchen, who was lying on the ground with blood all over his face. He was stunned. How could this guy be so weak? He was crippled by a bottle of wine? It can't be, right?
Although he felt helpless, this big brother was not a fool. He called the other hooligans and prepared to run away, let alone take out his phone to call 120.
If they were to run away after beating him up, how could he explain himself? Would the police misunderstand that he was the one who beat him up? No, absolutely not.
Thinking of this, the big brother left Mu Xingchen behind and chased after the hooligans. However, after running for a few steps, he heard the sound of police sirens. In less than three seconds, a box-shaped police car blocked the entrance of the alley. Three police officers got out of the car, including a policewoman.
"What are you doing? Who called the police?"
A police officer walked over and looked around. Then, he saw Mu Xingchen lying on the ground with blood and glass shards all over her face. The policewoman quickly pulled out her pistol and pointed it at these people.
"Police, police, be careful. He's a murderer!”
The young man did not have time to care about Mu Xingchen. He quickly identified the old hooligan as the murderer and wanted to put the matter aside.
" Don't spout nonsense, fellow police officers. I didn't hit that person. It was this kid who was spouting nonsense…"
Seeing that the guy had sold himself so easily, the gangster leader was very unhappy. If the police were not here, he would probably hit him again.
"Cut the crap. Squat properly and hold your heads with your hands…Qilin, go and check on the injured person."
The police officer obviously did not believe their nonsense. He pointed his pistol at the two of them and assigned the female police officer a small task.
"Yeah," she said.
The policewoman named Qilin hummed softly and walked towards Mu Xingchen who was lying dead. She bent down and saw that it was actually the psychopath who had just reported from the police station that aliens were attacking Earth. He was actually so seriously injured. Damn, he really deserved it.
Although she was not fond of this crazy guy, she was still a police officer. Qilin still called 120 to save him from dying.
At this time, the few hooligans, the brave young man, and the girl in the alley were all taken away by the police.
Since Mu Xingchen, the injured person, was there, the police car could not accommodate so many people. Hence, Qilin was left behind to wait for the ambulance. The two police officers had to watch over this large group of hooligans.
Qilin felt helpless about this arrangement. There was nothing she could do. Although there was something wrong with this guy's brain, he was still a citizen of Huaxia. She couldn't just let him die on his own. She could only endure it for a while.
In a short while, the ambulance arrived and two nurses came down to pick Mu Xingchen up. Qilin was prepared to leave but she felt that it was not good to leave this psychopath alone, so she could only brace herself and follow him.
In a ward of a certain hospital in Juxia City, Mu Xingchen was lying unconscious on a hospital bed. There was a policewoman guarding beside her. In this situation, those who did not know better would think that the injured person was a criminal. There were police officers watching him when he came to the hospital.
At this moment, Mu Xingchen's breathing had stopped. He was as silent as a dead man. However, the hospital had tested that he was still alive and his vital signs were intact.
This confused Qilin. Why didn't a living person have any aura? What was going on? She had no choice but to wait. When this psychopath woke up, she had to ask him clearly.
In another small world created by his spiritual power, which was his sea of consciousness, Mu Xingchen lay motionless on the ground. Carlos had been staring at him for a while. Finally, Carlos couldn't stand Mu Xingchen pretending to be dead anymore and slapped him.
A slap landed on Mu Xingchen's face. Mu Xingchen immediately jumped up and was about to curse when he saw his master. Without thinking, he knew who had slapped him. Mu Xingchen asked Carlos helplessly.
"Master, why did you hit me…Right, where am I? I remember that I was knocked down by that hooligan leader with a wine bottle. Why am I here…"
“... You still have the nerve to say that you were knocked out by those hooligans with a bottle of wine. It's really embarrassing."
Carlos glared at Mu Xingchen with a face full of displeasure. He really couldn't accept that his reincarnation was actually so weak. How could he defeat a hooligan with a bottle of wine? How embarrassing.
"Isn't that all your fault? I already said that I wanted your help, but you just ignored me. Now, look at me. I was almost beaten to death by someone. As a master, you're really..."
"Really what?"
Before Mu Xingchen could finish complaining, Carlos interrupted him with a fierce look on his face.
"How incompetent. Aren't you an alien? You make it sound so mysterious. At least give me some divine power or alien technology. Look at me now. I was beaten up by a hooligan. Don't you think I've embarrassed you?”
Mu Xingchen didn't care about Carlos glaring at him. He continued to talk about his own thoughts. He didn't hide anything at all.
Hearing Mu Xingchen's words, Carlos was silent for a while as if he was thinking about something. After a while, Carlos spoke.
“... What you said is not without reason. Alright, I have decided to help you open the genetic constraint and let you have the physique of a super soldier."
"Although I don't understand what you're saying, it sounds very awesome. Then hurry up and help me open that lock. Disciple thanks master in advance…"
Hearing that Carlos wanted to help him open his gene lock, Mu Xingchen didn't know much about this thing, but he felt that it was very impressive. It must be something good, so he agreed without thinking.
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