Collecting protection money?

After figuring out the intentions of the three young people, Zhang Qitian shook his head at Odin and smiled bitterly, the god king Odin, who used to call for wind and rain in the dark city, stood at the top of the world's dark forces, but now he was oppressed by three unknown gangsters.

And listening to the words of the leader man, this is not the first time they have come to collect Odin's protection money.

"Is this the life you want?" Zhang Qitian stared at Odin, as if the three thugs who broke through the door did not exist.

"It's my own business, you better go. ”

"I found this place from all the way from Huaxia, and you give me such an answer?" Zhang Qitian had a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

Odin said flatly: "I will not make a choice because I will accommodate you, at most I will reimburse your round-trip ticket." ”

"You've let me down, and I'm here by ferry. ”

……

The small talk between the two of them angered the three young men, and the man at the head strode up, pushed Odin away, and shouted: "Dead old man, what are you going to do to pretend to be deaf to Lao Tzu? I warn you, hurry up and hand over these two months' protection money, or you will look good." ”

Looking at Odin, who was pushed and scolded, Zhang Qitian had a feeling of uncertainty, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, feeling sorry for this former and current world-class hero.

However, before the emotions dissipated, the young man led by him had already pointed at Zhang Qitian and scolded: "And where did you come from, an old immortal? Why haven't I seen you before? Are you from Huaxia?"

Zhang Qitian's beard and glare, since he retired, only Gao Fei dared to call him 'old immortal', and before that, the people who shouted such words had disappeared from the world forever.

However, Zhang Qitian still suppressed his anger, he could destroy the three people at the same time with a wave of his hand, but he didn't do that, because he wanted to use these three guys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead to stimulate Odin, maybe it would have an effect.

"I'm just passing through here and coming to visit. Zhang Qitian said lightly.

The young man at the head had a cold face, and looked at Zhang Qitian from head to toe with disgusted eyes: "Hmph! Traveling from China to Norway, it seems that you are a rich man, hand over all the valuable things on your body and get out, otherwise I will never let you go back to China." ”

For Grim Reaper Hades, who dominated the underground of the world twenty years ago, the threat of this young man is completely painless: "But I don't have anything of value on me." ”

"Fart, what's on your back?" the man scolded with a cold face.

Odin's gaze swept to Zhang Qitian's back, a glint flashed in the depths of his old eyes, there was a rectangular object wrapped in cloth on Zhang Qitian's back, the three little thugs didn't know what it was, but Odin couldn't know better......

That's Zhang Qitian's sword!

A sword that terrifies the world's underground!

In fact, even Odin didn't take a closer look at Zhang Qitian's sword, because the latter's sword was extremely fast, and when the cold flashed, the enemy had already separated from the head, and Zhang Qitian had already returned the sword to the sheath.

If you have to say that there is anyone in this world besides Zhang Qitian who has seen his sword clearly, it is only Gao Fei, when he was very young, Gao Fei used the sword of his second master Zhang Qitian to practice martial arts, no one would imagine that Zhang Qitian's sword is actually a very ordinary black sheath sword.

"Do you want to see it?" the corners of Zhang Qitian's mouth curled.

The man's eyes lit up, and he suspected that the cloth was wrapped in a treasure of value.

"Give me what you have on your back now, or I'll keep you out of this broken repair shop. The man shouted viciously.

The smile on Zhang Qitian's face was even stronger, and he was about to take off the long sword, but was stopped by Odin: "He is carrying a broken iron sword, which is worthless, this is a kilogram of Lang, all my belongings, you should get out of here quickly." ”

How could the man at the head believe Odin's words, the more Odin stopped him, the more he felt that there was something wrong with it.

After snatching the money from Odin's hand, the man's eyes fell on Zhang Qitian's back again, and he shouted coldly: "Dead old man, don't you understand what I say? Give me what you have." ”

The man had been speaking Norwegian, a local language that outsiders couldn't understand at all, but Zhang Qitian could hear it clearly, and replied in Norwegian: "Lao Ao is right, I'm carrying a broken sword, if you are really interested in the sword, I can take it down for you to see." ”

Odin hurriedly stopped it, because he knew that once Zhang Qitian pulled out the sword, he would see blood.

"The money has been given to you, hurry up and leave, or you will regret it. ”

"Dead old man! There's nothing to do with you here, if you don't want to be beaten, get out of the way, and then talk nonsense, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will whip you. The man at the head pushed Odin hard, but found that he didn't push the other party, and he almost fell down.

Almost making a fool of himself in front of the two younger brothers, the leader spat viciously at Odin's shabby leather boots, and then said, "Dead old man, you just have to pick up my mouth of spittle and eat it, and I can let you go." ”

A murderous look flashed in Odin's eyes, but he finally regained his composure.

"The money is given to you, why are you still aggressive? Sometimes to give others a way back is to leave a way back for yourself. Odin reasoned.

The man in charge was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Haha! Lao Tzu heard me right? You old immortal is threatening me? Damn, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!"

Syllable!

The man said he would hit it, and slapped Odin in the face hard.

When the crisp slap resounded through the factory, Zhang Qitian showed a complicated look, once upon a time, the god king Odin, who could decide the life and death of a big man with a single sentence, was now slapped by an unknown ant.

"Alas, forget it, old friend, why force you to do this, just because I haven't been here today, I'll think that the glorious Odin is really dead. ”

Zhang Qitian sighed, and then strode out of the factory, of course he understood Odin's thoughts, since he had retired, he would never kill again, so even if Zhang Qitian wanted to slaughter those three little garbage, he would have to go somewhere else to do it.

"Old immortal, what nonsense are you talking about? Who let you go, if you don't stop, Lao Tzu will kill you. The man at the head yelled at Zhang Qitian.

It's just that Zhang Qitian didn't look back, and walked towards the light outside the door step by step, seeing this, the three gangsters all had cold faces, and casually picked up the tools for repairing cars in the factory and chased after them.

The two little brothers ran in front, and the wrench in one of them was about to fall on the back of Zhang Qitian's head, but he saw a cold light flashing, more dazzling than the sunlight outside, the little brother's raised hand never fell again, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, and began to split in half from the center of his eyebrows.

The other younger brother also launched a hammering motion, and the iron rod in his hand fell, and he also looked back at his companion who had suddenly fallen, and when he saw the blood staining the earth, and the companion's body was neatly split from the middle, the younger brother's eyes were full of horror.

Swish!

The second chill protruded.

The angle of this sword is a bevel cut.

When the man fell to the ground, his body split downward at a 30-degree angle from his right shoulder to his left knee.

Although the angle is oblique, the incision is as smooth as a knife cutting tofu.

Then the eldest brother who was chasing after him stopped suddenly, looking at the two subordinates who fell to the ground and were split in two with shocked eyes, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and he kept rubbing his eyes to wake up from this nightmare, only to find out that it was all really happening.

Under two swords.

The sunny snow outside the factory seems to be shrouded in a solemn aura of death, even if it is a sunny day with blue sky and white clouds, it also gives people the illusion of falling into hell, which is the power of Death Hades.

"You, you killed someone? You, what kind of monster are you? You go quickly, I don't want your things, you go quickly!" The man at the head panicked, with a little gangster of his level, where did he really kill people in normal times, and at this time, seeing such a bloody and cruel scene, his stomach was already turning over.

Zhang Qitian turned around, the long sword was still behind his back, as if it had never been unsheathed.

When his gaze fell on the man in chief, the latter had the feeling of being targeted by death, an extremely desperate emotion, as if you would die at the hands of this man wherever you fled to the ends of the earth.

"Death, leave this guy to me. Just as Zhang Qitian was about to swing the third sword, Odin suddenly opened his mouth.

The man at the head looked dazed, he instinctively looked back at the weak old man who had been bullied by himself for several years, but when he met Odin's eyes again, the man felt extremely strange, and the feeling that his life had come to an end became more and more intense, like falling off a cliff, and he had been waiting for death in a panic mood.

"Old, old man, I'll pay you back, I promise that I won't charge you protection money in the future, will you let me go?" the man trembled.

Odin didn't look at the kilogram lang at all, his eyes were focused on the man's face, and he was approaching him step by step: "Do you remember what I just said? ”

"I, I know, I was wrong, I don't dare to bully you anymore. The man apologized.

But it was too late.

When Odin asked Zhang Qitian to leave the man led by him to him, the end was already doomed!

All the way back to the corner of the iron wall of the factory, the man had no way to retreat, he looked at Odin who was getting closer and closer in a panic, suddenly gritted his teeth, grabbed the knife in his hand and stabbed it out.

"Dead old man, what are you, Lao Tzu stabbed you to death!"

Bang!

A loud bang rang out.

Odin punched the man in the heart, and the fist pierced the man's chest, blasted out of the back, and smashed through the tin wall.

The leader man hung on Odin's thin arm like this, and when he looked down, his eyes were full of shock and fear, he couldn't imagine that the bad old man who had been bullied by himself for several years and had not resisted had such terrifying skills.

What an international joke to smash a punch through the chest!