"Huh?"

"A first-class gangster in Jiangcheng District, and you have also heard of my grandfather's prestige?"

"But you remember!"

"In the next few decades, the entire human race, including the Demon Domain, will only leave my legend!"

"My name is Monkey King, Monkey King..."

Before he finished his words, he was greeted by a punching bag-sized fist, so fast!

Don't even give him time to react at all.

In the next second, his eye sockets instantly swollen, and he subconsciously screamed, squatted on the ground, and covered his eyes.

The fierce aura just now disappeared in an instant.

Forced... Nope.

"Monkey King..."

"I've seen that name on a bookstall before."

"But do you know who I am, lad?"

Zhao Zicheng squatted in front of Qi Tian with a sunny smile, and said with a smile.

Qi Tian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Who?" ”

"Listen up."

"My name is Zhao Zicheng, the bloody Zhao Zicheng!"

After speaking, Zhao Zicheng was like a little chicken, and lifted Qi Tian with one hand, dragged him to his stall, and pointed to the plaque.

"One punch and ten thousand, Tong Su is not bullied!"

"Hit!"

Although he was smiling, Qi Tian just felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"I... I..."

"Hit!"

Zhao Zicheng didn't give Qi Tian any room to react at all, and even directly threw his sandbag in front of Qi Tian.

There was a threat in his eyes.

Qi Tian swallowed his saliva, still holding his neck, even if his eye sockets were already blue.

"For decades to come, I'll be a Terran..."

"If you don't fight again, believe it or not, I stripped you naked and hung you on a tree at the gate of the Ink Academy, so that you, a freshman, will be famous all over the world before you take the assessment."

"If memory serves, the reporters around here... Not a lot. ”

Zhao Zicheng's voice was not loud, but it could clearly reach Qi Tian's ears.

It's like a demon's whisper.

As if he had imagined that picture, Qi Tian shuddered violently, looking at Zhao Zicheng's eyes like looking at the devil!

Swallowing the rest of the words back, Qi Tian cautiously stretched out his fist and punched the sandbag in front of him.

His eyes instantly turned a little red.

There were faint tears streaming down their faces.

"Ten thousand!"

Zhao Zicheng took out a QR code, looked at Qi Tian and said with some expectation.

"My grandfather is Qi Changshan..."

"The headmaster of the Spiritual Academy..."

Qi Tian was still trying to struggle.

But Zhao Zicheng nodded lightly: "Oh, I know, if you weren't Qi Changshan's grandson, I wouldn't dare to beat you." ”

...

Looking at Zhao Zicheng's fearless appearance, Qi Tian felt a strong malice towards this Xinjiang city for a while.

Before I even entered the city, I met this kind of bully...

Sure enough, the place where the Ink Academy is located is worthy of its name.

One day, I will become a student of the Ink Academy and stand at the top of this sin city!

Become an enforcer in the city!

Invincible in the world!

I have to say that Qi Tian has a strong ability to adjust his mentality.

In just a few seconds, he regained his high fighting spirit, looked at Zhao Zicheng unyieldingly, scanned the code, and turned 10,000 over.

"Try it again, trust me, there's a surprise."

"Feel it carefully."

Zhao Zicheng continued to be seductive step by step.

Qi Tian no longer had the previous fear at this time, but took a deep breath and glanced at Zhao Zicheng deeply, as if he wanted to remember this face.

Then a punch was struck.

This time...

Qi Tian's eyes lit up, as if he felt something.

He didn't hesitate to punch again.

In this way, both fists were about to swing out of the afterimage, and the awakened thing behind him seemed to have condensed a trace at this moment.

Including the hedron on the remnant's body, the second groove gradually brightened.

It's like...

It's time to advance.

Zhao Zicheng looked at this scene, and the smile on his face became more and more vigorous.

In the end, looking at Qi Tian, who was panting and sitting on the ground: "A total of one hundred and twenty-seven punches, may I ask whether it is a transfer, or cash, or is it ready to repay the account?" ”

Qi Tian raised his head a little dazedly, and he looked at Zhao Zicheng like this, who was already in tears: "I want to become a man of Monkey King in the future, and I will pay the bills?" ”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone directly, aimed at the QR code and scanned it.

After a few minutes of operation, the transfer was made directly.

Zhao Zicheng was really amazed this time.

Seriously examining Qi Tian, he asked with some curiosity: "Your family... Is it so rich? ”

"Or did your grandfather fill his pockets and use his power for personal gain?"

"I think you could actually report him..."

For a while, Zhao Zicheng had some expectations.

Qi Tian sneered: "Qi Tian, the fifth group of the Dark Pavilion, the team leader!" ”

"Perennial occupy the first place in the performance list!"

"Countless thieves have been caught!"

"This money is all the bonus I caught little by little!"

"Wait for me to rest, 100 more punches!"

"I feel like I'll be able to awaken a second time today!"

Qi Tian seemed to have finally found a little bit of ground, so he stood up proudly, walked to the corner of the city gate, sat cross-legged, and continued to absorb the energy transmitted back from the sandbag just now.

And the group of reporters around took a big picture of this scene and talked about it.

"Qi Tian has just entered the city, domineering to challenge Zhao Zicheng, the senior of the Ink Academy!"

"Another headline!"

"I remember when I entered the city last year, Zhao Zicheng and the rest of his life were too low-key and didn't give us a chance."

"This year..."

"How do you feel Zhao Zicheng... It's a little different! ”

One of the reporters raised his camera and said with some emotion, while several other people around him nodded in agreement.

Zhao Zicheng listened to the voices around him, and his face did not change.

Instead, he looked at the double-ponytailed girl on the ground who gradually stopped crying: "This little sister, do you still fight?" ”

"I... I don't have any money. ”

The girl looked at Zhao Zicheng with some weakness and said.

But Zhao Zicheng shook his head very understandingly: "It's not important!" ”

"We can sign an agreement!"

"If you enter the Ink Academy, give me 20 credits, if you don't... This money is considered to be my admission. ”

"Well, that's reasonable."

"20 credits..."

"Sweep the floor and earn it!"

Looking at Zhao Zicheng's handsome, sunny, and not fake face at all, the girl's face became a little blushing.

Finally, he pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

"I... Can I add you a WeChat? ”

Her voice was soft, like a mosquito, and her face turned redder.

Zhao Zicheng still maintains the character of a handsome senior, and looks more kind: "Of course it's no problem... I can't ask for it..."

"We students of the Ink Academy are most willing to help others."

"Especially... Help new students! ”