Li Qi stopped the trembling of his legs, stiffened his head, clenched his teeth, and put his hands in front of his chest, and plunged into the noisy crowd.

The noisy people were momentarily frightened by his crazy actions, and those who could not avoid being rushed into the screams again and again, and quickly retreated to the side, rubbing his feet and grabbing his clothes and hair with their hands, like a thick bear breaking into the flock of chickens, tickling it with chicken feet and chicken pecks that thought it was highly harmful.

"Damn, this dog grabbed my ass!" a woman in heavy makeup screamed angrily as she couldn't escape being knocked to the ground by the frightened crowd.

"Grass, this pig stole my wallet. A drunk simply blamed Richie for losing his wallet.

"Catch him, this pervert is still a thief!" said such a voice from nowhere, and the hall was instantly surging, and almost all of them joined the team to defeat Li Qi.

In this way, Richie's attacks as he shuttled through the crowd increased considerably, from scratching his hair and clothes to punching and kicking. The scratches on his body continued to increase, his nose and face were swollen, his hair was booming, his clothes were torn, and his clothes were not covered, revealing shocking scars, I don't know whether they were new wounds or old wounds that had healed, like a homeless man who had fled and was extremely embarrassed, but he endured it silently and still struggled to rush forward.

For he saw the gate, and the dawn of salvation was shining on his face. He is about to escape from hell, and he can finally escape from the palm of Hades' hand, dodge the black and white impermanence of the bull and horse, and dodge the pull and obstruction of the demons.

"Wind Cone!"

Li Qi suddenly heard a cold wind behind him.

Just as he turned his head, a force like a motorcycle crashed into his buttocks, and the next moment, Li Qi lost his balance and gravitational control, and his fat body flew forward like a cannonball, and then fell hard on the tiles, dragging on the ground for several meters like a fast grapefruit peel, and finally stopped by the cushion of smashing several vases in a row.

It hurts! It hurts so much that he grins his teeth, and it hurts so much that he can't move! Not to mention the broken porcelain pieces stuck in his body, just the bursts of punctures like icicles in his buttocks, and the pain of this nerve spasm make him break out in a cold sweat and doubt his life.

Richie lay motionless on the ground, no different from a bear that tried his best to flee and finally fell to the ground after not being able to escape the shotgun.

"Leopard, your wind cone is really fierce enough! One kick will kick this dog to death!" the flat-headed jackal patted the leopard's shoulder and gave a thumbs up.

The leopard smiled and didn't speak, slowly raised his right foot, arched into an awl, and a faint cold aura condensed in his right foot.

"Yin Wind Treading ......" The leopard looked at Li Qi indifferently, ready to kill with one blow.

"Slow down!" The jackal smiled and hurriedly stopped the leopard's killing move, "Brother Leopard, it's rare to get a sandbag, kill him so quickly, how boring, it's better to let us practice our hands, I just learned a martial art, and I haven't had time to practice it a few times!"

"Yes, Brother Leopard, use this dog to practice your hands!" said the madman.

"Okay, but listen to what Hong Shao said, let him live rather than die!" the leopard nodded indifferently, looking down at Li Qi, who was still breathing, like an ant.

The jackal and the madman excitedly dragged Richie, who was lying on the ground, to the back alley of the entertainment hall.

..................

"Burning Palm!" the madman shouted excitedly, and slammed a palm on Richie's back.

Li Qi only felt a burning sensation like coal coming from his back, and blood from his mouth was pushed several meters away.

The jackal grabbed Li Qi's neck like a sandbag puppet, raised his arm, stood Li Qi on his feet, smiled on his face, put on the appearance of teaching students, and said: "Crazy, your martial arts skills are good, but you won't gather the Wu Yuan in your body in your palm, Wu Yuan is scattered, and it can't fully exert its original power." ”

"Like this!" As he spoke, the jackal's right fist glowed with a faint earthy yellow aura, and he slapped Li Qi in the abdomen again, and shouted in a low voice: "Breaking the stone!"

Suddenly there was a pain in the abdomen of being beaten with an iron rod, thick and stocky, several times stronger than the strength just now, Li Qi spat blood from his mouth, was beaten again, and flew in the direction of the leopard.

"Cut! You yourself are not a martial artist, so don't preach to me. You just have a better control over Wu Yuan than I do!" Seeing the jackal's arrogant appearance, the madman said disdainfully.

"Wind Cone!"

The leopard had already condensed Wu Yuan with his right foot bowed into an ice pick, and stabbed Li Qi who flew in again, blasting him into the air.

"Hey, you've kicked this punching bag away, how can I take it?" grumbled the madman as he ran.

"Crazy, the jackal is right, you have poor control over Wu Yuan. But you must know that if you want to be promoted to the martial arts class, you need to have a very high degree of control over Wu Yuan, and aggregate the scattered Wu Yuan in your body into a martial core. Otherwise, even if you are an innate martial artist, you will always be able to stay in the ordinary martial arts class. The leopard said lightly, with a sense of majesty between his eyebrows.

"Oh!" the madman nodded obediently, he didn't dare to make a mistake with the leopard, not only because of the leopard's indifferent and serious character, but also because of his terrifying strength, the advanced triple sect of the martial apprentice stage, and the spiritual qualification second only to Hong Shao.

In this way, they used martial arts skills on Li Qi while discussing the topic of martial arts, and Li Qi, who was reduced to a human flesh punching bag, was like a leather ball, flying around in mid-air, busy.

"This dog's skin is very thick, and I have never seen such a durable sandbag. Hey, Hyo-in, why are you standing there stupidly, don't you come and rub a few feet?" the madman yelled at Zeng Hyo-in, who was in a daze.

"I'll forget it! My strength is poor, and my martial arts skills are even worse!" Zeng Xiaoren hurriedly waved his hand.

"Come, I'll show you!" said the leopard lightly.

"Oh...... Leopard Brother ...... Okay, then the little brother will be smiling!" Xiaoren saw that the leopard opened his mouth to ask, and he didn't dare to shirk it anymore, sighed, and slapped Li Qi who flew over.

"Cold Rain Palm!"

This palm was soft and weak, like a light rain hitting the skin, which made Li Qi, who had already been numb to the waterfall of the rainstorm, stunned, this palm was still a little comfortable, and the qi and blood that had just been beaten were a little smooth.

"Haha!Hyoren, your palm is too soft, isn't it?!How did you practice a woman's martial arts!Hahaha!" The madman sneered unscrupulously when he saw that this palm was so powerful.

This palm technique seems to be harmless on the surface, but the Wu Yuan that is struck out will invade the enemy's body silently like cold rain, and when it gathers to a certain extent, the invading Wu Yuan will erupt in the enemy's body like a volcano and a torrential rain. The leopard groaned, with admiration in his tone.

"Wow!Hyoren, your palm is so awesome?!" After the leopard said this, the madman's gaze at Hyoren immediately became different, and he admired and admired.

Zeng Xiaoren smiled and didn't speak, silently condensed in his palm, flashed a little green light, and hit dozens of palms at various parts of Li Qi's body, the palm style was ever-changing, palm splitting, fingering, palm, like a machine gun.

After sixty-four palms, Zeng Xiaoren stopped, and sat on the ground tiredly, his face pale, constantly panting.

Li Qi, on the other hand, was in a big posture, lying on the cold ground with his face facing the sky, motionless, like a dead corpse.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! I have heard for a long time that the cold rain of the Zeng family is very powerful! When I see it today, it is worthy of its name!" the leopard nodded, clapped his palms, and gave a very high comment.

"No matter how thick the skin of this guy on the ground is, he will definitely not be able to withstand the torrential rain of sixty-four palms, and those Wu Yuan, who have been gathered for a long time, will soon torture him to death like a volcanic eruption in his body. The leopard glanced at Li Qi, who was lying on the ground, and turned to leave.

"Hehe, then you say you're not dead yet?" the madman heard this, and ran to Richie's side excitedly, raising his foot, as if trying to make up for it.

"Hey, madman......" Zeng Xiaoren wanted to stop him, but he was so weak that he couldn't stand up for a while, and he didn't have time to stop him.

The madman stomped on Richie's chest like a mad dog, and just as he was about to revel in the fantasy of crushing the ants, he couldn't feel the pleasure of breaking a bone in his foot, and he couldn't hear the crisp sound of a broken bone in his ears, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

I only felt that the right foot that I stepped on was now sealed by the weathering of the cement, and I couldn't move.

In the dark cold night, the madman lowered his head and saw a pair of eyes flashing with flames staring at him fiercely, those wolf-like eyes, fierce and cruel, so frightened that the madman couldn't help but shiver, and cold sweat kept coming out of his back.

"You...... Think...... What are you doing......" The madman asked in a panic, desperately trying to break free of his right foot, which was clasped by Richie's hand, only to find that he couldn't pull it out anyway.

The next moment, the madman finally felt the pleasure of broken bones, and the crisp sound of broken bones continued to echo in the dark and quiet alleys.

"Ah!!!!!h

The madman fell to the ground, wailing in pain, a sharp pain coming from his leg, and he cried out feebly in the night as he pressed the broken leg bone to stop the rushing blood.

"This ...... What's going on?" the jackal froze at the strange scene.

And the leopard, despite his great surprise in his heart, calmly rushed to the madman's side to check on his injuries.

"The right calf bone is completely broken, and the blood vessels are almost all ruptured......," the leopard muttered with a shocked face, "I can break the leg of a madman from the Martial Apprentice Junior Fivefold Gate with one punch...... The strength of this power...... Reaching the intermediate level of the martial apprentice stage?!Could it be that he has awakened?"

Richie struggled to get up from the ground, shrugged his shoulders, hung his head down, and staggered to his feet.

Seeing Li Qi suddenly stand up, thinking back to his outburst just now, the leopard and the others didn't dare to rush forward rashly.

In fact, he was in a lot of pain, and there was a sharp pain in every scar and nerve on his body. He was so tired that he wanted to lie on the cold ground and sleep for a long time.

But he can't, once he lies on the ground and pretends to be dead, those high-ranking warriors will come over and torture him frantically, ravaging him like a child stepping on an ant, no matter whether you live or die, as long as they are happy enough.

Therefore, he knew that he must not fall, and that he must die standing and die with dignity, otherwise he will be insulted by others until he dies.

"Boom!" Suddenly, thunder rolled in the clouds, and a miserable white lightning bolt slashed rapidly, piercing the dark night sky, breaking the silence of the night, and breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Didi Da Da"

The sound of raindrops came from the iron shed, and it began to rain in the dark night.

At the end of August, there was a lot of rain, and in a short time the small rain turned into a downpour, and it fell like bullets, washing the land blackened by the night.

Compared to the torture that very human beings could bear just now, the sudden rain was simply a sudden gift from heaven.

Richie looked up and felt the rain as it slid down his head, washing the bloody wounds and dirt on his body.

This comfortable feeling is similar to the feeling of Zeng Xiaoren's palm hitting him, maybe it has something to do with the name of his palm technique, a trace of doubt flashed in Li Qi's mind.

"Haha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Li Qi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, letting the rain wash away, laughing unscrupulously in the face of the wind under the thunder and lightning, and the arrogant laughter had a faint hint of sadness.

The jackal and the leopard silently gathered Wu Yuan, ready to wait for the opportunity to move, but they were shocked by Li Qi's sudden wild laughter, and under the background of lightning, the crazy Li Qi looked more and more miserable, like a ghost screaming for his life under the thunderous and rainy night.

After laughing wildly in the rain for a while, the jackal and leopard began to notice that Li Qi was just bluffing to scare them and delay time, so they condensed and approached Li Qi step by step.

Li Qi didn't know what was going on in their hearts, he laughed wildly only to release the humiliation and anger he had suffered for many years, and the sadness and pain contained in tears slid silently down the rain in the wild laughter.

The blow just now was Richie's dying fight, and now he is already exhausted, and he has no intention of dying and struggling, exchanging his life for his life.

Because of the torrential rain in the sky, he heard the sound of the rushing river under the cliff behind him, and a crazy thought sprouted in his heart.

"Hmph!" Looking at the approaching warrior, Li Qi sneered and slowly moved backwards.

Li Qi's eyes were fixed on them, his gaze strong and unyielding, and in their exclamation, he retreated to the edge of the cliff, and slowly fell backwards to the cliff behind him, falling down.

With lightning and thunder, listening to the whispering of the wind, the memories of a lifetime kept flashing through Richie's mind.

A harmonious and friendly family, a fearless childhood, a bullied middle school period, a lifetime of regretful high school years, a crush on her......

Tears continue to pour out, floating in the air, like crystal clear pearls, each inhabited by the people they have met, and each string tells a story......

In fact, he was unwilling to die in obscurity like a wild dog, but he hated being bullied like a water dog, being spurned by others, being ravaged by others, and lying on the streets to die in the wind and rain.

He loves life very much, but he loves dignity even more, although the painful blow of the past made him learn to survive, learn to forbear, and learn to pick up his dog's tail in front of the tiger, but the unyielding dignity in his heart is still burning in his heart.

Even years of showing weakness and forbearance cannot be exchanged for the respect of the strong. He only now realizes that dignity is not given or given by others, but is earned by his own strength.

There was a sadness and helplessness in my heart, hating myself for being just an ordinary person but with an unyielding heroic heart, and pitying my brother who was affected by myself.

Falling off a cliff with the only remaining dignity can be regarded as a relief, or an explanation to the brothers who have been affected.

Or ...... It is the weak who make the last resistance against the strong for the sake of dignity.

Defeated dogs like me, not afraid of death, what about you so-called strong people?