Daqian, Qinzhou, Baishicheng.

The sun is shining and the sky is clear.

A crow screamed and its wings vibrated as it swooped down between the mountains and farmland, over the walls and towers, and finally came to rest on the window of a dilapidated mud house.

Suddenly, it seemed to be frightened by something and hurriedly flapped its wings and flew high.

"Ahh

In the room, Han Tian sat up suddenly.

Memories poured into his mind like a sword, bringing endless pain.

"I've crossed over!"

After a moment of contemplation, Han Tian, who had accepted these memories, muttered to himself.

In his previous life, Han Tian was a truck driver who was driving his vehicle at night when he collided with a runaway red flag at a certain corner.

Hongqi was knocked beyond recognition, and he fell unconscious because he failed to turn in time and hit the hillside.

When he wakes up again, he finds himself in a whole new world.

This world is similar to ancient China, but it does not belong to any one dynasty.

The dynasty in which he lived was called the Daqian Dynasty, which had a history of more than 1,000 years.

The Daqian Dynasty was founded for more than 1,000 years, but it could not escape the fate of the dynasty, and it had reached the moment of decline.

In the last years of the dynasty, there was frequent turmoil, the people were miserable, and the whole country was thrown into chaos.

Gangs of all kinds have sprung up to oppress the good people and bring disaster to the place.

And where Han Tian was, he was forced to die by a small gang because of the house.

Half a month ago, a gang approached Han Tian and asked him to forcibly sell the house.

Han Tian was unwilling to accept the low price, so he refused their request.

However, on that night, two men in black suddenly appeared, beat Han Tian, and issued a warning.

Han Tian knew that this was the work of the Wild Dog Gang, so he reported the case to the government, but was driven away by the officials and threatened to be severely punished if they came to him again.

This couldn't help but make his heart feel like ashes.

However, to his surprise, the Wild Dog Gang never showed up again, as if the matter had come to an end.

However, three days ago, two men dressed in the costume of the Worship Society stepped into his life again.

It turned out that the Wild Dog Gang had been annexed by the Su Chong Society.

These members of the Worship Society found Han Tian and unceremoniously demanded that he immediately pack his bags and get out of here!

From the other party, he learned that his family's house was blocking the passage of the Su Chonghui, so it had to be demolished.

They gave Han Tian three days, but when the deadline came, Han Tian was still reluctant to move out. So, they beat Han Tian violently and threatened him to move out within a day, otherwise he would bear the consequences.

Han Tian's heart was full of grief and indignation, and when internal and external injuries worked at the same time, he didn't survive being occupied by the current Han Tian.

After receiving the memories of the original body, Han Tian only felt a splitting headache, as if he had personally experienced the unchangeable sense of despair of the original body.

Gang oppression has become commonplace in the city, and ordinary people are being oppressed all the time.

Living in such an era, the people at the bottom not only have to go through the hardships of life, but also have to expend all their energy to resist these injustices.

"Su Chonghui ......" Han Tian muttered in a low voice, his expression solemn. He knew very well that Su Chonghui, who had not obtained the title deed, would never let him go.

These gangs are despicable people, and if coercion and inducement don't work, they will not hesitate to do it.

And the government is even more indifferent, conniving at their unscrupulousness.

Han Tian alone could never be the opponent of the gang.

"Unless...... Practice martial arts! Han Tian pondered deeply, and a crystal clear panel appeared in his mind.

[Name: Han Tian]

[Martial Arts: None]

[Quick Mode: 0] (can be activated after obtaining Martial Arts)

This is his golden finger, which can make him easily master any martial arts he cultivates, and it is extremely fast.

However, at this moment, the cheat has not yet been activated.

As far as Han Tian knew, there were martial artists in this world.

Although he didn't know if they were as powerful as the martial arts novels he had read in his previous life, the status of martial artists in this world was very high.

Behind many industries, there are secretly warriors.

It is said that the leader of the Suchong Society is a warrior who can destroy the Wild Dog Gang in one fell swoop.

"I must practice martial arts!" Han Tian said firmly, his motivation is not only to activate the golden finger, but also to be able to live well.

In the Doomsday Dynasty, money, power, and real estate have become illusory bubbles, and only with their own strength can they survive better!

Knock knock!

"Han Tian, don't pretend to be not at home, open the door for Lao Tzu!" Suddenly there was a sharp knock on the door outside, and an arrogant and rude voice.

"It's someone from the Worship Society!" After Han Tian heard this voice, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't expect that as soon as he woke up, someone from the Su Chonghui would come and knock on the door.

"There are so many of them that if they go out without permission, I'm afraid they will suffer the same fate as the original. But if I don't get out, sooner or later they will break through the door and break in, and when the time comes, I will inevitably be beaten! "

At this moment, Han Tian's body was still aching faintly, and if he was beaten again, I am afraid that he would also follow in the footsteps of his original body.

"Damn, boy, don't force me to break in!"

The knock on the door became more and more urgent, and the sound became louder and louder, as if it were the ringing of a death bell.

"Fight!" Han Tian gritted his teeth, picked up a blunt kitchen knife and a chopping axe, and resolutely walked out.

The door was violently kicked open with a loud and dull thud.

Three members of the Worship Society, with a gloomy face covered with horizontal flesh, walked in.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw Han Tian with an axe and a kitchen knife, approaching them step by step.

"You, what do you want to do?" Han Tian's fierce appearance, coupled with the dim lights in the room, made the hearts of the three of them beat faster, and they felt a burst of fear.

"Don't, don't come here!" One of them shouted loudly, but Han Tian didn't reply. The three of them immediately felt fear in the face of Han Tian's silence.

The three of them were originally full of smirks and were ready to clean up Han Tian, but they didn't expect Han Tian to walk directly towards them without saying a word. They were shocked in their hearts, and their original arrogance faded in an instant.

Han Tian's fierce eyes locked on the three of them, and his pace was steady, approaching step by step, as if he was the god of death who had come to harvest life.

The three of them felt frightened, and they hurriedly retreated, trying to hide their panic with harsh words as they retreated.

Han Tian, you are looking for death! The Worship Society will never let you go! A man threatened loudly, trying to stir up Han Tian's fear of the Cult Society.

However, Han Tian still didn't say a word, his eyes stared at the three of them fiercely, his gaze piercing into their hearts like a sharp sword. Han Tian's actions made them even more frightened, and they hurried away from Han Tian regardless of their image.

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One of them picked up a wooden stick and pointed it at Han Tian, as if he had found confidence, but his trembling body exposed the fear in his heart.

"Get out!" Han Tian let out a low roar, his voice hoarse and cold, full of a cold chill to the bone.

The movements in Han Tian's hand were not slow at all, as if he was about to throw an axe.

The three of them were stunned and frightened, and they ran out in desperation.

"Stinky boy, you wait, today's business is not over yet!" The three of them no longer entangled with Han Tian, left a threatening word, and turned to flee.

However, the eyes in which they looked back from time to time revealed a strong killing intent. Obviously, the three of them had been completely enraged by Han Tian, and the next time they came, even if Han Tian was armed with a weapon, it would be difficult to escape their doom.

With a loud sound, Han Tian let go of the blunt knife and axe, and his whole body gasped, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

However, a huge stone still hung over his heart, and he knew that the departure of the three men was only temporary, and they would return soon.

Han Tian's face kept changing, and he stood in place for a long time before turning around and walking into the room. Not long after, Han Tian walked out with the bulge on the waist of the cloth bag.

"You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime. In that case, let's practice martial arts! Firm faith rose in Han Tian's heart, and he came to the magnificent gate with all his belongings.

There are two tall and mighty stone lions facing each other at the door, showing endless majesty and solemnity. On the door hangs a plaque painted with silver hooks and iron, inlaid with a golden font - "Desolate Martial Arts Hall". The font seemed to exude a sharp sword intent, which made people involuntarily feel awe.

Han Tian stood in front of the door, his gaze wandering over this majestic martial arts hall. He was greeted by an old, thin old man, his eyes as sharp as fire, as if he could see everything.

The old man stared at Han Tian and asked, "Do you want to apprentice?" Han Tian nodded solemnly.

The old man smiled slightly: "The apprentice needs to pay five taels of platinum, and he will only teach for three months." If you have not yet started, you will have to continue to pay the tuition fee. Have you thought about it? ”

Han Tian bowed and said solemnly, "The disciple has already thought about it. The old man did not respond, but added: "You are old, your bones have been shaped, even if you study hard, you may not be able to make achievements."

But since you're so determined, pay your tuition. Han Tian had already prepared the tuition fee, and he resolutely handed it over to the old man.

Soon, the old man summoned a burly strong man: "Si Kou Zhenghao, it's up to you to take him during this time." The strong man nodded, looked at Han Tian, and said cordially, "Senior brother, please come with me." ”

Si Kou Zhenghao took Han Tian to receive the exclusive costume of the martial arts hall, and introduced the identity of the old man by the way. It turned out that the old man's name was Li Daming, and he was one of the stewards of the Desolate Martial Arts Pavilion.

And Si Kou Zhenghao is Li Daming's seventh disciple, responsible for teaching hundreds of students in the outer courtyard.

"Usually we all practice in this courtyard, but you just came, so first learn to stand on the stake and temper your arm strength. After a while, I'll teach you boxing. Si Kou Zhenghao took Han Tian to the courtyard and prepared to teach him to stand on the pile.

However, Han Tian frowned, he didn't come here to practice pile skills, but to be able to practice martial arts directly.

He spoke directly and said, "Senior brother, please teach me boxing directly." Si Kou Zhenghao chuckled: "Senior brother, I understand your feelings, everyone who comes to the martial arts hall is eager to learn martial arts. He paused and continued, "But you have to know that learning martial arts is a long process, and you have to lay a good foundation.

When you finish practicing the piles, I will naturally teach you how to do it. ”

He admonished Han Tian, his tone was gentle but with a hint of worry, hoping that the other party would not be too greedy, so as not to achieve nothing in the end.

However, Han Tian did not answer, he silently took out a silver ingot from his arms and handed it to Si Kou Zhenghao. The voice said sincerely and sincerely: "Can you ask Senior Brother to practice a few times to show me?" ”

"You ......" Si Kou Zhenghao looked at Han Tian in a daze, not knowing what to say for a while.

He stared into Han Tian's eyes, Han Tian did not avoid his gaze, and there were firm eyes flowing between them. Si Kou Zhenghao sighed deeply: "That's it, since you are so persistent, then I'll practice it." ”