The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

Huozi and Hou used the ropes on the roof of the food stall to tie up the seriously injured Qiang.

Brother Qiang pleaded.

"I'm bleeding! I'm bleeding! Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance! I'm going to die!"

Huozi glanced at him and tossed him a few Lv5 small red potions, which he had obtained from killing monsters while leveling up yesterday and hadn't used them all yet.

"I drink it whenever I feel like I'm about to die."

Qiang was shocked.

"This actually works?!"

"We professionals are beings that combine data and life; we won't die as long as our health bar isn't empty. If you don't even understand that, why are you bullying the weak? What a bunch of trash!"

Huozi kicked him as he spoke.

The Monkey King was already at the food stall, eating barbecue with the monkeys he had summoned by plucking their hair—he had lifted the lower half of his hood.

In the middle of the road, Brother Xuezi was still whipping Brother Qiang.

"Big brother! Spare me! Spare me! If you hit me again, I'm going to die!"

Blood Brother glanced at the other party's status; it already had 38 layers of Crimson Mark, exactly twice the level of Strong Brother.

"What percentage of your health do you have left?"

"eleven."

With a "crack," another lash of the whip struck.

"Ouch!! Still hitting me!"

"How much is left now?"

"Ten percent."

That's enough.

"What's enough?"

Suddenly, a ball of red blood light flew out from Qiangdi's stomach and slowly drifted towards Xuezi Ge.

Blood Brother opened his arms and absorbed the blood-red light into his body.

His experience increased.

Monkey King, eating barbecue, and Fire King, stepping on Qiang, both have similar expressions under their masks.

"Ugh... How disgusting."

After Blood Brother finished absorbing the blood, he tossed a few blood vials to Qiang Di.

Qiangdi was covered in injuries and could no longer stand up. He was extremely grateful when he saw the blood vials.

"Thank you so much, sir! Thank you for sparing my life! From now on, you...you're my elder brother!"

After the guy drank the health potion and his health recovered somewhat, Blood Brother said again.

"That's about it."

Qiangdi was puzzled.

"What do you mean, almost done?"

Then the red whip came crashing down again.

"oops!"

Absorbing one level from the opponent will clear half of their markers.

Only attacks have a chance to apply the mark.

Therefore, Blood Bro can only feed this guy until his health is a bit better, and then continue to attack until the number of marks is sufficient again.

When Qiangdi's mark reaches level 36.

Blood Brother absorbed his experience once again.

"Thump!"

A beam of holy light descended from the sky.

Blood Bro is level 12!

Qiangdi stood there, stunned, his face full of question marks. "How did you level up?"

There were no monsters to fight.

His appearance suggests he could not possibly work in a logistics or life skills field.

Where did you get your experience?

Qiangdi realized something.

He looked at his personal information and his vision went black.

"How did I get to level 17?!"

"Snapped!"

A whip lashed his mouth, silencing him.

The tagging continues.

Monkey King shook his head in disbelief.

"What a terrible thing to do."

Huozi Ge commented as follows.

"That's cruel. I never thought a blank slate had such a strong mentality. It really is a blank slate, devoid of any emotion."

At Huozi's feet, Qiang, who had lost an arm, repeatedly agreed.

"Yes, yes, it's too cruel, brother, you can't let that guy treat me like that."

Huo Zi lowered his head and looked at him coldly, "Don't rush, you're next."

"ah???"

As Qiangdi's level continues to decrease, the number of marker layers required to absorb his level also decreases.

The efficiency of deducting his level is getting faster and faster.

"No...no, don't take all my levels!"

A decrease in level means a continuous decline in attributes.

When his level dropped below 15, all of Qiangdi's equipment fell off.

When his level dropped to 0, Qiangdi felt completely powerless.

He was used to having high attribute values, so suddenly being back to having only a few or a dozen attribute values ​​made him feel uncomfortable.

Blood Brother picked up Qiang Di like a chick and threw him in front of the food stall owner.

"He's yours now."

Qiangdi isn't strong anymore.

He was no different from an ordinary person, but with injuries all over his body and an incompatibility with his attributes, he was even worse than an ordinary person.

Looking into the fiery eyes of the food stall owner, he felt like dying.

"Boss Yang, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! My brother and I... no, it wasn't intentional, we were just... joking..."

The boss grabbed the cleaver from the cutting board and chopped it into Qiangdi's groin.

A deep crimson.

"ah!!!"

Boss Yang snorted coldly, "I was just joking with you."

On the other side, Qiang Ge also couldn't escape the punishment of fate, and was soon knocked back to level 0 by Xue Zi Ge.

"This is outrageous! How can someone have the ability to demote others?! Are you even human or a ghost?!"

Brother Qiang has given up entirely.

Blood Brother also handed Qiang Brother over to the boss, leaving him to deal with him as he saw fit.

"Clap clap clap..."

Just then, a round of applause broke out.

At the alley entrance, beside the wall, and behind the car, many people living nearby came out.

There were actually people around, but they didn't dare to come out, fearing they would get into trouble.

Only after confirming that Blood Brother and his two companions were truly righteous people did they dare to step forward.

"Well done!"

"Well done!"

"These thugs who bully us ordinary folks just because they're combat-oriented should have been taught a lesson long ago!"

"Mom, who are they?"

"They are good people."

Why do good people wear hoods?

"In ancient times, they were called knights-errant. Great knights-errant often covered their faces because they didn't want to be recognized."

Qiang Ge's fate was even worse.

When he was level 19, he could swagger around the slums.

But he's level 0 now.

The surrounding residents, who had long harbored resentment towards the two brothers, swarmed them and killed them with stones and spittle.

"The three of you..." The boss's daughter stood in front of Da Sanyuan, seemingly unsure of how to address him, so she said, "Our benefactors, please stay for a late-night snack. My dad's cooking is excellent. You saved me, and we have nothing to repay you with."

Monkey King strode forward, shouting, "Woman, get out of the way!"

Huozi waved his hand casually, "What benefactor or not? We didn't come here specifically to save you. Let's go."

Brother Xue patted the boss's daughter on the shoulder and, seeing that she was wearing the half-robe quite well, couldn't help but say, "Teach me how to wear this next time you have the chance."

The boss's daughter admired her three benefactors even more for their unique personalities.

Just as the three were about to leave.

A sharp shout came from the crowd, "Stop!"

Blood Brother turned his head and looked over. "What, do these two thugs have connections?"

A man wearing a power level detector that looked just like the one from Dragon Ball walked out of the crowd.

"Who are you three? Which guild or organization do you belong to? Take off your hoods and cooperate with an identity check!"

Monkey King hates it when people yell at him, so he immediately retorted.

"Who the hell are you? What right do you have to investigate me?"

The man showed an ID card.

"Wang Miao, leader of the First Action Team, Yunshan City Special Affairs Bureau! I now suspect you have used prohibited powers and you must come back with me to assist in the investigation!"

The three looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Special Affairs Bureau? What does that do?"

"The device on his face looks like something only people from the Special Affairs Bureau would wear."

"None of that matters, this guy... is level 41!"

"Second-job class changer!"

"run!"