Chapter 55: Done in one move!
"Sir, that's a king-level master. There's no way you can beat him. You'd better leave quickly." The landlady looked very anxious.
The boss who was cooking noodles at the side also came over to persuade him, "Yes, sir, you'd better leave quickly. Those people are not easy to mess with."
Zi Han had no choice but to look at the somewhat loyal couple in front of him. He put down his bowls and chopsticks and was about to stand up when the big man led a group of people to the noodle stall.
A group of gangsters who all dressed up and looked alike started smashing the tables and chairs as soon as they entered the noodle shop. The customers were driven away and even the noodle stall was smashed.
The noodle stall owner and his wife begged at this moment, "Sir, please show your respect. We are a small business. You have ruined our jobs. How are we going to survive?"
"Go away. If you don't have eyesight, you will accept anyone!" He punched the noodle stall owner and knocked him to the ground. He vomited blood in his mouth and fainted after a while.
How could the warrior-level cultivation of this stall owner be able to withstand the punch of this sect-level man? He was lucky to not die at this moment.
The lady boss saw her husband fainting, and her big tears immediately flowed out, crying sadly.
After the noodle stall was smashed out of shape, dozens of big men began to surround Zi Han.
One of the leaders pointed at Zihan with a big knife, "You are the one who bullied our Qingkui gang with such a short-sightedness? It seems that you really don't want to live anymore. Brothers, get up here and let him see our Awesome.”
Then he picked up the proprietress who was still crying: "Why are you crying? Go and cook noodles for my brothers, or I will beat you too!"
The landlady got up in a panic, wiped her tears, glanced at her husband who was still breathing on the ground, gritted his teeth, and started making noodles.
Seeing Zihan surrounded, he sighed, Young Master, please wish yourself well, my life is over.
Dozens of big men rushed forward, and the dozens of big swords slashed towards Zi Han.
With cold eyes, he looked at these big men and took out the Star Sword.
Thousands of troops!
Wow, a small blood mark appeared on the necks of dozens of big men. Wow, blood spurted out, and their heads left their bodies and died.
The people next to him stared at Zi Han with wide eyes. It was unbelievable that the average cultivation level of these big men was at the sect level, but they were killed by Zi Han with just one move. How powerful this young man was!
The proprietress was relieved when she saw this, but when she saw the leader sitting with a gloomy look on his face, he was a king, and he didn't know if he could defeat him.
"You... are so bold! How dare you kill so many people from my Qingkui Gang! I want you to pay the price!" He used his big sword and raised the aura of the early monarch level.
Zi Han took a look, put away the Star Sword, and frowned. The blood on the ground smelled so bad!
With a wave of his hand, the ice flames came out!
The king-level leader's right hand was still drawing his sword. At this moment, it became an ice sculpture.
A cold air emanates from the silk threads.
At this moment, everyone still hasn't reacted. Is this king-level master dead?
Just die? One move? No, he died before even a single move was made?
At this moment, the proprietress Lihua knelt down towards Zihan with tears in her eyes, "Thank you so much, sir, for saving my life. Oh, please, please save my poor husband." The proprietress kowtowed to Zihan several times.
Zihan quickly helped the proprietress up, "There's no need for this, ma'am. This happened because of me. Let me see how injured he is."
Although Zi Han has not learned any medical skills, cultivators still understand the situation inside the body. At this moment, when it comes to the boss's body, all the internal organs have been displaced by the punch, and there is heavy bleeding inside. This situation is not very optimistic.
Seeing Zihan's expression, the landlady said worriedly, "What's wrong? Is my husband hopeless?"
"No, don't worry, aunt. There is still help, but it will take a while. Please lead the way. I will go to your house to help him heal." After saying that, Zihan took control of the boss's body and floated ahead.
It was a bit awkward for her to hug or carry a man. . .
The proprietress nodded quickly and started to lead the way. She didn't even clean up the noodle stall. Her husband's life was the most important thing.
Under the guidance of the landlady, I walked through alleys one after another. Finally, at the end of the alley, several dilapidated houses stood there.
Pushing open the door of one of the houses, the landlady said sheepishly, "Sir, the place is simple, please don't dislike it."
"No."
After putting the boss on the bed, Zi Han began to use spiritual power to repair his damaged organs, and also took out healing pills and stuffed them into him.
After a while, he stopped his hand and said to the aunt, "Okay, I will come to heal his injuries every day in the next few days. There is still too much congestion in his body. I have to force the congestion out before his injuries can heal." Recovery means that it will be difficult to improve your cultivation in the future.”
"Then thank you very much, Master. It'll be fine if you can recover. Why is your life important if you practice? Please accept my bow." After saying that, he wanted to kneel on the ground.
Zihan quickly stopped her and said, "Mom, you don't have to be like this. If it weren't for me, this wouldn't have happened. You are all dragged down by me."
"Hey, even if it wasn't the young master, it would be someone else. In short, the Qingkui gang would come to my stall every day to cause trouble. If it hadn't been for you today, I'm afraid there would have been another disaster! You killed the young master today. The boss of the Qingkui Gang can be regarded as You have avenged us, the people of California. Don’t you know that the Qingkui Gang relied on their own cultivation to bully many people in California? Their cultivation is high and they don’t have much. People dare to resist them!”
"Don't you care about those officials in California?"
"Every year, the Qingkui Gang will offer a lot of treasures and spiritual tablets to those officials. Those officials wish they could steal more. Who cares? There was a person in the past who couldn't stand the evil deeds of the Qingkui Gang. , I filed a lawsuit against them, but I didn't expect that they were framed for slandering the Qingkui Gang and were executed on the spot. From now on, no one will dare to report them to the government." He said helplessly.
There are too many such things in a weak place. Zi Han also knows that this is the first time that she felt that she was a powerful party in the past, so naturally she could not feel the suffering of ordinary people.
"What is the cultivation level of the strongest person here?" Zi Han suddenly asked.
The aunt thought for a while and said with some uncertainty, "There should be a few king-level people. I don't know the specific cultivation level. They should only be in the early to mid-term king level. Why do you ask, young master?"
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"Nothing, just asking."
"Is the young master from Longxiao Kingdom?"
Zi Han thought for a moment, where does she belong now? She also didn't know that Longxiao Kingdom also knew Yun Yiyan, even if she was from Longxiao Kingdom. . .
"Yeah."
"Only the Longxiao Kingdom can produce a person like the Young Master. There is no one like the Young Master in our country of California. The top geniuses here in your Longxiao Kingdom are probably not even third-rate."< br>
(End of chapter)