"Oh oh oh look who it is! Is this not our neighborhood's newly promoted Martial Artist adult?"
The bald man to his left stroked his head while smiling sinisterly.
What the hell?
He knows me?
And he knows I became a Martial Artist?
That neighborhood's aunties gossip network is such that in one single day, it has spread all over the neighborhood.
Flop~!
The skinny monkey he had just bumped into rolled over, revealing a spinning dagger, and sneered:
"Martial Artist adult, times are tough these days. Lend your brothers some credit points to tide us over."
Haha.
Qin Mu laughed.
In the past,
If he saw the Vicious Wolf Gang, he would definitely take a detour.
These guys knew who in the lower-level tenement buildings had money and who didn't, so they generally wouldn't actively look for trouble with him.
"Since you know I'm a Martial Artist, you still dare to rob me?"
Oh ho?
Those few of them burst into roaring laughter immediately.
"Kid, we call you Martial Artist adult, but you really think you're hot stuff?
"Our Vicious Wolf Gang is afraid of a Martial Artist?"
"You probably don't know my Green-Eyed Wolf's reputation. There're at least eight, if not ten, Martial Artists that have died by my hand!
The others around them guffawed.
"A poor nobody like you probably has no experience."
"See that over there?"
"That's a 98K~! Someone like you, who can't even afford a D-Rank helmet?
The burly man pointed at his head, gesturing, and said:
"Bang!"
"One shot, headshot!"
What the heck?
Thugs can carry these things now?
Qin Mu usually didn't interact with these guys. He knew they were ruthless in their robberies and had taken lives.
But never had he thought that in Jiang City, which was full of Martial Artists, they were still managing to get through with sniper rifles.
Speaking of which,
this wasn't a small-caliber weapon, and indeed was intimidating!!
Qin Mu did not plan to test that large-caliber bullet with his head.
"Speak. What do you want?"
Heh~
Green-Eyed Wolf's lips curled into a grin: "Smart!"
"Judging by your appearance, you just went to the Martial Arts Academy for an assessment, right?
"Tsk tsk~ A young Martial Artist under 20 years old, that's at least 10,000 credit points in rewards~"
Damn!
These dogs have very keen noses.
They know everything~
"Is that all?" Qin Mu asked with a frown.
Hahahaha!
Green-Eyed Wolf laughed raucously: "Of course, not just that!
"Your situation, our brothers know very well. Otherwise, we wouldn't be blocking you downstairs from your home.
"Hand over all that fierce beast meat that allowed you to jump five Ranks!"
The skinny monkey chimed in sharp, "And don't forget to tell us the purchase channel and contact person~"
Speechless~
Qin Mu was truly speechless.
His mother's single sentence yesterday had overnight been spread in who knows how many versions.
Now they were blocking his door, demanding it, as if it were a treasure.
Whew!
Qin Mu took a deep breath.
If it was just random thugs blocking his path, then less trouble would be better.
But now, it was clear they were targeting him, blocking his door, and knew his home address.
What would he do in the future?
Qin Mu's heart tensed, and he didn't intend to sit idly by.
While saying so, the razor blade in his pocket quivered slightly, as if in response.
"Alright!!!"
Qin Mu woke up early today. His mother had brought back scrap razor blades from the factory. He had originally planned to melt them down to make a battle knife for his Cultivation.
But he had taken a piece the size of a fingernail and held it in his hand to practice Mental Power.
The Rank requirements for a Mentalist are the same as for a Martial Artist. 1000KG stands at Rank One.
A Mentalist apprentice is 2000KG at Rank Two.
This would be a punch to someone whose body was strong and protected by steel plates, comparable to scratching an itch through a boot.
But what if it were a 2000KG razor blade?
You should know.
The initial impact force of a regular bullet hitting a target is only about 500KG.
It is formidable in its power because it is a metal bullet head that explodes at that small point.
The 2000KG is absolutely comparable to a sniper rifle.
And this is freely controlled.
Simply put,
This sniper razor blade in Qin Mu's hand can curve and be reused.
To the left rear, the position of the sniper, about six meters away.
The threats from the guys in front weren't as severe.
"Hey, what are you still thinking about?" The burly man roared: "Do you really want a shot to the head?
"Don't~"
Qin Mu quickly waved his hand to indicate no need.
"Let me put down the groceries and get my phone."
Heh heh~
Green-Eyed Wolf burst into laughter immediately: "What era is this, still using a phone? He's really a poor nobody~"
Qin Mu said no more and set down the package.
He slowly reached into his pocket.
Suddenly.
He flicked his right hand sharp.
At 9000 kilograms of force, it moved so fast it left an afterimage.
Crack~
The air was pulled into a crisp snap.
And in that crisp snap lay hidden a subtle dark shadow, carrying a faint sound of cutting through the wind.
"You son of a bitch!?
Green-Eyed Wolf hadn't expected this poor kid in front of him to actually dare to fight back.
"Er Lengzi, shoot!
Facing a Martial Artist,
Wherein deep down, he too had begun to panic. Not getting money annoyed but losing one's life just wasn't worth it.
He shouted.
No response.
Another shout.
"Er Lengzi!?"
Green-Eyed Wolf glowered.
He saw Er Lengzi, the 98K in his grasp, staring vacantly into space with a tiny, almost imperceptible bloodstain half an inch long etched into his brow.
"What's going on?"
.Qin Mu, having succeeded with one strike, took out the sniper then immediately threw a punch.
Bang~
This strike, with 10000KG of force!
Slammed directly into Green-Eyed Wolf's face.
Crunch~ His nasal bone, eye sockets, and his entire face immediately caved in, followed by blood spraying out from around Qin Mu's fist.