Every cell of the human race is engraved with the factor of violence.

Shakespeare's plays, war movies, action movies, games of all kinds, athletic competitions, ..... These blood-pumping scenes are all made of violence, even though they show human love and cowardice or the preciousness of peace in violence.

However, there is no doubt that everyone must have experienced a situation in which the violent factor is stimulated, and whether to return the favor with violence or choose civilization depends to a large extent on individual ability, and not all by blood or reason.

The superiority of civilization lies in the fact that the contract society allows the vast majority of people to be adequately protected from exploitation, so both the vested interest in maintaining the balance of the social contract and the social Darwinists who are heading to the top of the food chain for profiteering technology (Note 1) should pay more attention to the roughness of the world and ponder how to correct it. - Li Jiting

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This was the first time Cheng Mo had fought in nearly 17 years.

He originally thought that fighting was a technical job, but in fact, the only thing that was considered in the fight was the ability to strike and the ability to resist blows, and the skill was not as important as he thought.

For example, the elbow blow he knocked the knife into the air, which is a move in Bajiquan and Taijiquan that pushes the opponent out of the ground with his legs and kicks the ground through the waist and straddles to the shoulders, called Tieshan, he carefully recalled it, although this move is more powerful than ordinary kicks and punches, but in fact, it is difficult to use in actual combat, unless the opponent has obvious flaws or a huge difference in strength to succeed, otherwise it is difficult.

In contrast, knocking out the leg of the greyhound, which comes from the kick of Muay Thai, is more practical.

However, Cheng Mo felt that it should be a waste of time to watch those various fighting teaching videos, and these moves were meaningless to ordinary people, because they were crushing, and they could fight no matter how they were, and the way of fighting between carriers might be completely different from what he imagined, and for the time being, he had too little information about this kind of thing, and there was really no way to imagine it.

But this experiment is completely necessary for Cheng Mo, although the process can be said to be tedious.

The gap between carriers and ordinary people is probably the gap between adults with weapons and three- or four-year-old children, and it may be even greater, and it is difficult for Cheng Mo to find a more appropriate reference for a while.

In fact, Cheng Mo has long hoped to be able to do such an experiment, he has always done some basic tests on the ability of the carrier, and he has long understood it, and it is not surprising that he will crush ordinary people.

And in this experiment, his biggest gain was not the five points of physical strength consumed, but - degrees.

It is not a strange thing for a master of martial arts to kill someone with one blow, let alone a "superman" like a carrier. Cheng Mo's most rewarding thing in this fight was to understand how much force he might use, so that ordinary people would lose their combat effectiveness, and the injuries would not be too serious.

The reason why I chose to be beaten at the beginning was not all based on the consideration of testing the ability to resist blows, but also to find some psychological balance in case the next person missed, so that people were seriously injured or even died.

Although Cheng Mo sees life and death more thoroughly than ordinary people, after all, he is only 16 or 7 years old, and he is not an antisocial personality, although he can control the life and death of others, he still respects life, because he himself is a person who strives to survive.

As for the latter paragraph, it's not so much for a group of unintelligible gangsters as for yourself.

Because he realized that he had completely become an ordinary person who had jumped out of the constraints of the existing social contract, wandered outside the pyramid of human society, and became a super human with a very high degree of freedom.

Perhaps, the only thing that can restrain him is the other people who have the carrier.

Of course, this complicated feeling can only be experienced by himself, and no one can share it with him.

At this moment, this originally quiet and slightly deserted alley has long lost the silence of its independence, it is full of weak moans and wails, there are six people kneeling under the twenty-four red paint words such as "prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony", only two people are not kneeling, a gray dog with a broken tibia, is leaning against the wall with a gray face and sobbing in a low voice, and the other is "Xiong Er", he is still lying and pretending to faint to death.

As for Gao Yuemei, she was moved to the bottom of the street lamp by Cheng Mo, sleeping against the lamppost and sleeping sweetly, unaware of all this that happened in the outside world.

Cheng Mo put Gao Yuemei away and returned to the back of a group of social brothers who were still kneeling, their bodies trembled slightly in the somewhat humid and warm air, Cheng Mo picked up a steel pipe on the ground again, fighting with weapons and fighting without weapons are purely two concepts, according to the destructive power of weapons, people's combat effectiveness will also be multiplied.

"Big brother, can you call an ambulance for me, I feel like I'm dying of pain, and it's hard to breathe....." kneeling on the ground, wearing a cheap black long-sleeved shirt and a knife with a thick gold chain around his neck, looked back at Cheng Mo and pleaded.

Cheng Mo glanced at the knife and said lightly: "Take off your shirt ....."

"This ....." The knife raised his face was full of sweat, and his painful and distorted face was waiting to be questioned, seeing that the steel pipe in Cheng Mo's hand seemed to move, he immediately didn't say a word, and struggled to take off the long-sleeved T-shirt with pain, revealing a tiger tattooed on the back, but the tattooist's artistic attainments were not high enough, and the tiger stripes were somewhat out of proportion, like a simple and bad engraving, blurred, without deterrence, and it only made people laugh when they saw it.

Of course, Cheng Mo, a person with a high laughing point, didn't think it was funny, he just waited for the knife to take off his clothes, and then said, "Turn around." ”

The knife immediately turned around honestly, and he didn't dare to do any extra movements, and the end of the dareness was beside him, Xiao Mao, with his burgundy hair, was a vivid example, two teeth were missing, and both arms were all abrasions on the ground, and his mouth was full of blood and sobbing.

Cheng Mo bent down and reached out to poke the bruise under his left chest, and the knife immediately howled like a pig, seeing that Cheng Mo was expressionless and cold, the knife immediately covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a louder noise.

Cheng Mo didn't pay attention to him, but carefully felt the subtle sensations coming from his fingers, the flow of blood, the contraction of skin, and the coagulated tissues could draw a clear image in his mind.

Soon Cheng Mo straightened up and said: "It's just two broken ribs, the problem is not serious, there is no need to do surgery, go to the hospital and use the rib fixation belt to fix the rib fracture, there should be nothing to do after two months .....of rest."

"Damn, if it's not serious, it's not serious! You say it's like a doctor....." Xiaodaoxin said, but he didn't dare to say so, he could only have tears in his eyes, and said with tears in his eyes: "Big brother, you have already fought people, and we have also memorized the 24-character socialist core values, when can we let us go?"

Cheng Mo took the steel pipe and knocked on the ground rhythmically, making a metallic sound that made a group of social brothers creepy in the damp and dark alley, and after a while, he said softly: "You haven't explained yet, who called you here." ”

The voice is not loud, and there is no threatening tone, like talking to someone who is not very familiar, but a few social buddies feel scared in their hearts, as for escaping, they don't dare to think about it, Xiao Mao is a lesson from the past, and he wanted to escape but was hit by this monster with a high force value, casually picked up the steel pipe and smashed it to the ground, and then dragged it back with one foot, as if dragging a corpse, and looked carefully at the blood marks on the ground like brake marks.

Xiaodao's face had shrunk into a bitter gourd, and he said with difficulty: "Big brother, we really don't know, it's arranged by our boss, we just take money to do things....."

Cheng Mo knew that the knife was lying, and his flashing eyes had betrayed him, but he didn't plan to care, he just asked, "Who is your boss...."

Xiaodao didn't speak, just looked at Xiong Er, who was lying on the opposite wall and leaning against Ge You.

Cheng Mo is also insidious, of course he knows that the leader is the short man Scarface, but he just wants to let the knife say it, after getting the knife's answer, Cheng Mo said "thank you" very politely and gently, and then walked towards the big bear on the other side, at this time everyone turned their heads and quietly looked at Cheng Mo's back, even the gray dog leaning against the wall, the cry was quieter, and he looked at Cheng Mo intently.

The noise in the alley was a little quieter.

Cheng Mo is quite satisfied with this experiment, in general, it is a good result if no one is killed, as for vomiting blood after being beaten, breaking the shin of the calf, breaking the ribs and so on, they are all innocious minor injuries, and what they want to do: "break their hands" is roughly the same level.

In the dim light, most of the flat-headed dwarf bear two bodies were hiding in the shadows, only one foot wearing cottage GUCCI leather shoes was shrouded in the street lamp light, although his eyes were closed, but he could clearly hear the conversation between Cheng Mo and the knife, and he could also hear the sound of the demon dragging the steel pipe rubbing underground, the sound was not harsh at all, but a little pleasant, and the irritating bear even boiled cold blood.

Like the frog boiled in warm water.

Xiong Er belongs to the bastard who has been naughty and mischievous since he was a child, his parents are working in other places, his grandparents can't control him at all, junior high school is entangled with a group of people in the school in the small county town of his hometown to collect protection money, after graduation he was not admitted to high school, his parents want to arrange for him to study secondary school, he also does not read, he feels that it is useless to read secondary school, he can only do small work, his parents asked him to work, he is tired of working and the salary is small, he watched a few B social novels and movies of the old boy, and he dreamed of becoming the boss, so he came to the big city with his good brothers in junior high school to work hard。

The people of their county are very powerful at the railway station in the provincial capital, and they naturally rely on their fellow villagers when they go out.....

In fact, there are not many opportunities for them to really fight, they are generally based on intimidation, and if they really want to fight, they only dare to get a minor injury, not at all like the movie in the book, after all, in these years, society B also has to run according to economic theory, and no one wants to really go to jail, unless the price is right.

But Xiong Er has been in the industry for seven or eight years, and he never thought that he would encounter today's situation, eight people are surrounded by one person, which simply subverts his perception of "fighting".

He originally thought that martial arts were all deceptive, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and no matter how high the martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives, but today he completely believes that there are still mysterious things like "qigong" and "martial arts" in the world, otherwise he can't explain how this kid in front of him can fight eight at a time, and he can also beat himself away with one punch.

If only he could have it..... However, now is obviously not the time for him to consider whether to go to Shaolin Martial Arts School to learn art in the future, but how not to lose face in front of the younger brothers, but also not to be beaten.

Xiong Er heard the sound of the steel pipe rubbing against the cement floor getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, making him a little strange that although he could hear the sound of the steel pipe, he couldn't hear the footsteps.

At this moment, Xiong Er felt that he was still relatively calm, and he had been on the road for so long, what kind of big wind and waves had he not seen?

Cheng Mo naturally easily saw Xiong Er's eyes rolling under his eyelids, he walked up to Xiong Er, and said lightly: "Don't pretend to be dead, give you three minutes, explain the ins and outs, if you can't tell me, I'll break your right hand....."

Xiong Erxin, who was still pretending to be dead, said: How can you say that if you don't pretend, you won't pretend? Betraying Kevin will offend the boss of the boss, Master Jing, and he can't confess Kevin..... Who should be planted on this? Kevin didn't say who he was going to plant it for, and it seemed like he was sending a message to ask him now.....

However, before Xiong Er could figure out how to answer, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his left arm, as if something was moving in the flesh, and the severe pain made him immediately open his eyes involuntarily, grab his arm with his right hand, and look at Cheng Mo and howl: "cnmb! Didn't you say three minutes?"

Cheng Mo looked at Xiong Er, who was sweating like pulp in an instant, and said slowly: "What I said was that I would hit my right hand in three minutes, and now it is your left hand that is interrupted.... So, you still have two minutes to think about whether or not I want to break your right hand as well....."

Xiong Er looked at Cheng Mo's cold gaze, not cruel, no mercy, no emotion at all, as if he had done something inconsequential, he shuddered, his mind was racing, "hehe" sneered: "It's a rich boy, I don't know who it is, our boss arranged it, and I also collect money to do things." ”

Just now I heard the knife fool Cheng Mo over, Xiong Er still thought that Cheng Mo was easy to deceive, but after he finished speaking, Cheng Mo just stood in front of him and looked at him coldly, and after a while, he said lightly: "There is still one minute to ....."

Xiong Er endured the pain in his arm, no matter how he betrayed Kevin, he had come to Star City for so many years, and he had dozens of fights, big and small, and he had never been so face-broken, and it was the boss's business to beat the big one, and the small ones were generally bullied by more, but no matter how they were mixed up, the most important thing was face, everyone had been beaten, the key was that they could hold on after being beaten, especially in front of a group of younger brothers.

Seeing that such a rhetoric failed to have any effect, Xiong Er scolded with a vicious face: "Lao Tzu, let me tell you, everything you have done today, Lao Tzu will definitely return it tenfold.... Silly B, sooner or later you will fall into the hands of Lao Tzu...."

“CNMB.... You little.... If you don't kill me today, Lao Tzu will hack you to death, hack your whole family, and prepare the coffin....."

Xiong Er scolded with a hideous face, but Cheng Mo in front of him was always indifferent.

When the time was almost three minutes, the group of social brothers behind them couldn't bear to look at it, and they all turned their heads, and sure enough, there was another terrible howl, and it was obvious that Xiong Er's right hand was also broken.

At this moment, Xiong Er's face was pale and covered with black sweat, his hands were hanging down on his sides, and he could only repeat meaninglessly with a trembling mouth: "CNMB, Lao Tzu will kill you sooner or later....."

Cheng Mo carried the steel pipe and said, "Do you know why I beat you?"

Xiong Er, who had reversed the situation, spit out to Cheng Mo with a mouthful of bloody saliva, but as soon as he made a move, Cheng Mo was slapped in the face with a steel pipe and sprayed to the side, flying out not only blood, saliva, but also teeth.....

Suddenly, the right side of Xiong Er's face was swollen.

Cheng Mo said: "Because I annoy you the most, you are a troll who can only CNMB and CNMB..... It seems to be very uneducated, unqualified, and uncultivated..... I ask you if you can write the B word in MB?"

"You can't write, you still call MB, SB, NB, and 2B all day long?" said Cheng Mo and pumped a steel pipe on the left side of Xiong Er's face, the force was just right, and the swelling was exactly the same high.

Cheng Mo carved a character composed of "corpse" and "hole" on the concrete floor with a steel pipe, and said: "Remember, this is the word B, open page 23 of the Xinhua Dictionary, under the syllable "bī" in Chinese pinyin, the first big character is ..... Don't use this word to scold people all your life, you don't even know this word on the day you die....."

Xiong Er's heart was full of anger, how to retaliate, but when he looked down at the words that Cheng Mo used a steel pipe to dig deep on the concrete floor, his legs couldn't help but tremble a little, how much strength does this TM have to do.....

Cheng Mo looked at Xiong Er's expression and said, "Actually, if you don't say it, I also know that Kevin called you here....."

"But do you know who the girl I just hugged and you won't let me put down?"

"That's the sister-in-law of our proprietress White Lady..... So I guess you won't have a chance to come and cut me....."

"Now I say that you are mentally retarded and imbecile, are you convinced?"

Hearing the name of the White Lady, Xiong Er, who has always been very hard and strong, couldn't help but start trembling, his eyes that were originally full of anger and resentment instantly became lifeless, and he subconsciously couldn't believe it and said: "You lied to me......"

Cheng Mo didn't answer, and determined that the culprit was Kevin through Xiong Er's expression, and after getting a definite answer, he turned around and walked to Gao Yuemei, who was still sleeping peacefully under the street lamp, bowed down and picked her up, and then walked towards the shining neon at the mouth of the alley.

There was a low cry of pain behind Cheng Mo, which made everything even more silent, and the shadows of the high walls, the red handwriting, and the dim sky made this side street seem more deep and mysterious.

The dark sky narrowed in the alleys, the street lamps were faint and spread a pale yellow glow, a clear moon hung high in the long sky, and a flock of black crows swept through the rooftops.

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