Destiny is ashes

Chapter 74 I am an Accountant

Bang!
A dull sound of bones breaking was heard.

With just this one punch, the solid plasticized mask was shattered, half of his face was twisted, four or five teeth spurted out along with blood, and the whole person spun like a top, then fell to the ground with a thud.

"Old Knife?!"

When they saw An Jing knock down Lao Dao with one punch, these gang members were stunned for a moment.

From the very beginning, they noticed An Jing, the young man who was sitting at the same table with Huo Qing. But even though the other party knocked the dagger out of Lao Dao's hand, they did not take An Jing too seriously.

After all, he is just a teenage kid. His superb skills are nothing. No matter how powerful he is, can he be more powerful than these gang practitioners who have been through hundreds of battles and just survived a bloody battle?
Now, the answer is out: it is indeed amazing.

But immediately, everyone reacted and immediately entered combat mode, surrounding them silently.

Da Qiang and his escort team consisted of six people. One of them was just knocked down by An Jing's punch. Now five of them surrounded him in a two, one, two formation. The leader Da Qiang even pulled out a long stick from his waist and shook it, which extended into a spear. His movements were extremely skillful.

Such a reaction speed can be said to be elite, and Da Qiang himself is full of energy and vitality. He should be a cultivator without spiritual roots, and the highest he can cultivate is to the level of energy and vitality. However, after so many years of polishing, his energy and vitality have been refined to a very condensed level.

But An Jing is faster and more concise than them.

The moment Da Qiang and others made their move, An Jing had already rehearsed the entire process in his mind - no matter what the reason, the other party would definitely kill Huo Qing, and he, who was sitting at the same table with Huo Qing, would definitely be targeted by them, and would either be humiliated or forced to shut up forever.

An Jing absolutely could not accept that Huo Qing, the person he had just rescued and whom he regarded as a friend, was killed in such an inexplicable way. He also could not accept that his life and death were controlled by those damn bastards, so he simply fast-forwarded the entire process and took action to beat these idiots to death!
Boom!
When the opponent deployed his formation, An Jing exerted great force on his feet, stepped forward to rush to the front of the spear, and punched the opponent in the chest with a right fist.

The armor-piercing force burst out, bringing with it a gust of evil wind that rushed straight into Daqiang's eyes. Daqiang had just grasped the gun, but now he had to drop it and raise his arm to block.

Bang! A dull sound of flesh hitting flesh rang out, and the muscles on Daqiang's face jumped. He felt a burst of armor-piercing force burst out, almost breaking his arms. If the opponent's cultivation was not slightly inferior to his, I'm afraid this punch would knock him down!

This martial arts, this power, is it really just from a teenager?!
But An Jing's martial arts was stronger than he thought. The moment his fist was caught, he continued to move forward, pressed his right arm forward to turn it into an elbow, and used two consecutive elbow strikes to break the spear's posture.

--Oops!
The moment his arms were shaken apart, Daqiang knew something was wrong. He was ready to lean back and kick forward to force An Jing to retreat, but before he could do it, his chin shook and his face suddenly tilted to the right.

An Jing's left jab had already hit him on the chin.

The severe concussion instantly destroyed his consciousness.

After smoothly dealing with the strongest enemy, An Jing stepped forward and stepped on the top of the spear head of the man who was already kneeling unconscious on the ground, preparing to use his head as a fulcrum to leap up and avoid possible fire.

In fact, he had several alternative options. For example, if the guards were afraid to shoot because of the big gun's life, he would kick the man's body towards the fat man on the right, use the man's body as a shield to deal with the third opponent, and then take out his gun to kill the fourth one.

But in fact, when the escort team saw their boss being killed, their movements suddenly froze. Two of them subconsciously wanted to draw their guns from their waists, but they stopped abruptly.

——Are guns not allowed in this place?

When An Jing thought of the spear, he immediately pulled out the iron spear instead of the musket, and he immediately understood.

Without any hesitation, he quickened his pace and rushed towards others.

"Give up!" At this moment, the tall and thin man on the left raised his hands and knelt on the ground like a bachelor: "Master, we are blind and don't know the real you, so just treat us like shit!"

The other three immediately knelt on the ground, their speed and skill were even better than their eldest brother's drawing of his gun: "Sir, we kneel down, please be magnanimous and spare our lives!"

Obviously, since they couldn't use their guns and the strongest spear was subdued in one move, the four of them had already realized that they had hit a wall this time and it was not too late to admit defeat.

But An Jing would not believe the surrender of others. What a joke, typing chat tactics, right? He punched each person in turn at the fastest speed, knocking out all four people who gave up resistance.

After knocking them all out, he finally realized: "Are you really surrendering? And..."

——Is killing people prohibited in towns? Otherwise, there would be no reason for surrendering so easily.

And they dared to kill, or "subdue" Huo Qing... perhaps because of what they called "something happened"?
But it didn't matter. He was cautious and didn't kill him directly.

If these gang guards knew that An Jing didn't know the rules at all, they would probably be sweating profusely: If they had known that this guy was so powerful but didn't know the rules, they would have given in long ago.

An Jing's fight with the Day Tiger Gang members didn't last long, and it was over in just a few moves.
But many ordinary people who saw the fight had already run far away and hid, and the crowd around the soup and noodle stall suddenly emptied out.

The skill with which he ran away was even better than the gang members kneeling and begging for mercy.

At the same time, Huo Qing, who had just pulled out a meat-cutting knife from Master Liu's counter and was ready to fight with An Jing, was also stunned.

"At once?!"

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is it over?!"

Indeed, it's over.

An Jing picked up the telescopic spear that the big gun dropped, shook it back, turned it into a short stick, and hung it around his waist.

The material of this telescopic spear is very good. It is flexible and strong, exquisitely crafted, and contains sharp and thorough spiritual power. It should be a good magical weapon.

Even if you use it as a stick, it's still handy.

"Who are these people? They are quite rich."

He collected a lot of pills and loot from the other party. He raised his head and looked at Huo Qing with a burning gaze, as if he was looking at a lucky cat: "Huo Qing, what have you done? Why are these people so determined to kill you?"

Hearing this question, Huo Qing opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, explain something.

But in the end, he felt there was nothing to say, so he just stated a fact helplessly.

“I’m an accountant.”

(End of this chapter)