A wanted order? A million yuan reward?
Zuo Hao was dumbfounded. Instead of the Wang family's revenge, he received a wanted order from the police. Of course, that was not what shocked him. He had already broken the law, and he deserved it. What broke his heart was his feet.
He wasn't a god. Old Chu had shot him in the foot without warning. Moreover, because he was running for his life, he didn't get timely treatment, so his foot was crippled. To be precise, walking was fine, but he couldn't use force.
Strength was the foundation of martial arts, and his feet were the source of strength. His strength had decreased by 70 - 80%. Zuo Hao was stunned by the successive blows…
He didn't die. Life had to continue. This was his belief that he could live so long. However, in the next few days, his belief was about to collapse.
Being wanted, he couldn't stay in a hotel or take a train or plane. His bank cards were frozen, his income was cut off, and his feet could not receive further medical treatment. After offending the local gangs, the dark side could not use their resources. They were even afraid of being recognized on the road. Not to mention the ubiquitous cameras…
Drinking with the remaining money, he walked in the most chaotic part of the city. Although the road was long, there was nothing he wanted to go.
He knew the other party's goal. They wanted him to live, to live a life worse than death. He admitted that their goal was achieved…He cursed the person who came up with this stupid idea, and the more he drank, the more Old Chu coughed for no reason in the distance. He looked into the distance and muttered,
"I'm sorry! This is the only way to keep you alive.”
Zuo Hao was laughing and cursing. No one cared about this drunkard at all. When others saw him, they would even hide far away.
"Little brother, you are destined for this calamity. As long as you get through it, your life will be smooth sailing.“
An expert! Zuo Hao was mostly sober. He looked at the hand on his shoulder and suddenly kicked sideways. Unfortunately, his leg was easily caught by the other party and he even touched it.
"So it's because your hamstring is broken. If you don't get treatment, you'll only be a cripple for the rest of your life. It's a pity that you have such good aptitude.”
The man was wearing a white Taoist robe with a large Eight Trigrams symbol. He had a youthful face, white hair, and a white beard. He looked like an immortal. However, the coarse hair on his thighs revealed his indecent behavior.
"Let go!"
Zuo Hao shouted coldly. Just as he was about to attack, the other party let go of his leg and raised his hands.
"I have no ill intentions. Instead, I'm here to help you.”
After saying that, he reached into his pocket and finally took out a black meatball and handed it to Zuo Hao. A strong and strange aura was emitted from the meatball. Zuo Hao was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He didn't manage to hit the meatball. He said angrily,
"Do you think you are Ji Gong? Tell me, are you sent by the Wang family?”
As he spoke, he prepared to attack with small steps. However, the pain in his left leg reminded him that it was different from before. However, he held back and continued to attack with rapid punches. His opponent easily retreated a few steps and dodged them.
"Young people are impatient, so I just bought medicine. If the deal doesn't work out, why bother? Why?"
Zuo Hao became even angrier. He followed and continued to attack. However, his feet were not affected and he almost fell.
"Sigh, your foot is already injured. If you use more strength, you'll really be crippled. At that time, even the Great Immortal won't be able to save you.”
"Great Immortal? Haha, I, Zuo Hao, have never expected any immortals in my life. If there really are immortals, they must be blind.”
When the old Daoist heard this, he hurriedly hissed,"
"There is a god within three feet of you, so young people should be in awe.”
"Hehe, who knows? If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."
As soon as the alcohol kicked in, Zuo Hao suddenly understood. He did not care about the other party. No matter what the other party's purpose was, he did not want to care. If he wanted revenge, then so be it.
"Sigh, young man, you and I are fated. This is for you!”
Zuo Hao took it without turning his head. It was actually a jade token with the word "Wu" engraved on it. The jade was crystal clear and flawless. It was transparent and white, smooth and warm to the touch.
Good stuff! Looking back, the old Taoist priest was long gone from the bustling street. Perhaps this old Daoist was really an expert, or perhaps he was thinking too much.
He tied a rope around his chest and gulped down the bottle of wine he had just bought. He was once again confident about the future. Perhaps it was as the old Daoist had said. This was his calamity. After it was over, the bitterness would come.
Perhaps he was too careless, he didn't notice that a few kids in strange clothes were staring at him from a corner not far away. One of them was holding a cell phone. It was a wanted poster for Zuo Hao.
A million-dollar bounty was tempting.
Zuo Hao limped to an empty alley. There was no shortage of such places in this chaotic area.
He threw the bottle away and sneered,"
"Everyone! You've been following me all the way, and you even showed yourself.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a few guys walked out with the head. Zuo Hao smiled. They were a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-olds with colorful dyed hair and were shockingly thin.
"What the f * ck are you laughing at? You're still so arrogant after killing someone? I'm telling you, we've already called the police. Surrender now!”
"Murder? Perhaps, he had used a killing move earlier and had not paid much attention to it. Perhaps they had framed him! You have to change sooner or later."
He didn't know if he was talking about himself or the thugs from before. The group of young people looked at Zuo Hao's mysterious appearance and felt a little embarrassed. They discussed carefully. Suddenly, the leader of the blondie said loudly,
"Why are you afraid of him? There are so many of us, why should we be afraid of him? How are we going to survive in the future?"
With that, he walked out arrogantly with a brick in his hand and said,
"Brother, I don't care where you used to hang out. Since you've fallen into our hands, it's your bad luck…"
Zuo Hao looked at him like he was a clown. He sent him flying back into the crowd with a flying kick, but he staggered a few steps when he landed…Unfortunately, these hooligans did not know. They only looked at the brick in the hand of the leader of the yellow hair in surprise. It had already been broken into four or five pieces…
It turned out that this guy reacted quickly and blocked the brick at the last minute. The few of them looked at each other and immediately dragged the blonde back a few steps.
"Hmph, a few young brats dare to attack me. Do you know that the person who attacked me earlier is already dead? I don't want to kill anymore. Get lost!”
"Wu…Di…Wu…Wu…Di…"
Zuo Hao looked at them coldly. The air was relatively quiet, but the sound of police sirens slowly approached from afar. Suddenly, these hooligans became confident, as if they had already received the million-dollar reward.
Zuo Hao took off his clothes as he walked fiercely, revealing the wounds all over his body.
"You're really courting death!"
The hellish voice once again made them realize the identity of the murderer, the deterrence of a kick, and the wounds on their bodies. They came to their senses again and quickly escaped…Looking at the disappearing hooligans, Zuo Hao heaved a sigh of relief. Choosing this alley was his failure, and kicking a brick with a crippled foot was even more of a failure. He limped and prepared to leave…
"Sure enough, he was scaring us. He's crippled. We didn't watch so many episodes of Detective Conan for nothing. We'll smash him to death with bricks!"
The hooligan's voice sounded again…
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