The two bandits didn't take Jiang Chanji's explanation as a joke at all, and treated him as a young lady with a brain problem.

The tall man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Our two brothers have been wandering around the country for several years, and we can't count the number of times we have pulled the road and robbed the color, most of them have succeeded, and many have failed. Some women would rather die than obey, but the time the car overturned turned out to be a policewoman fishing for law enforcement......"

The short man answered, "That's right, it's because of that two of us that we went to prison." ”

The tall man smiled self-deprecatingly, "Quite a few women will try to beg us, so we have heard a lot of tricks, and a witty woman who decisively and quickly pulled a bubble of in her crotch......"

"My cultivation is still not enough, that time I admitted defeat and gave up, but the second child actually caught the and insisted on doing ...... woman"

Short man: "Blame me, how can you throw away the meat you have in your hand?"

Tall man: "Don't get me wrong, I'm admiring you, you are really a good young man in the new era, and you can be hard in that situation......"

"But......" the tall man glanced at Jiang Chanji deeply, "your words are really fresh and refined...... Man, haha......"

The short monkey hurriedly began to take off his pants, "Hurry up, hurry! I'm about to explode, even if it's a man, I'm going to give it a shot!"

The tall man's eyes lit up, "The second child is self-respecting! Some things can't be said nonsense! The-stirring stick is already the bottom limit, if you really have sexual interest in men, let's break off the relationship!"

The roads before and after are blocked, they can't listen to good words, and Jiang Chanji can't let them slaughter, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, so they can only fight hard.

Probably sensing the meaning of rebellion in his eyes, the tall man smiled: "I'm telling you it's useless, Lao Tzu has killed people, you'd better not resist - no, it's not good if you don't resist at all, it's better to resist a little to increase the fun." But don't bite with your teeth if you still want to keep your teeth...... Just show me that you want to bite the slightest, and I'll knock out all your teeth with this casserole-sized fist!"

As he spoke, he raised his fingerless glove fist, which, if not as big as a casserole, was at least a few circles thicker than an ordinary person's fist.

The short man scratched his fingers and lost no time in patting his ass: "When our boss was in prison, he was known as invincible with an iron fist! Before his hand was swollen, such a thick red brick could split thirteen pieces in a row. I advise you to get acquainted with each other, and don't try to call people or run away, otherwise you will be the one who suffers!"

The tall man glared at him, meaning that it was enough to split thirteen red bricks in a row, so why did he have to emphasize what his hand was swollen before?

The short man had already jumped off his pants, bared his hairy legs, and pounced on Jiang Chanji with his arms outstretched in a hungry tiger pounce.

When the tall man looked at it, he was anxious, "I'll take the lead first!"

"I know, boss, I'm going to rub it off, don't go in!" the short man continued.

Jiang Chanji turned around, stood firm with both feet lunge, raised his hands, tightened his upper body with his arms, and according to Li Muqin's training methods these days, he drew a gourd and punched out.

His punch is inferior to ordinary people with a little formal training, but at least it is much stronger than him before.

The short man is happy, this thin arm and thin leg, a punch is just like a tickle.

The tall man touches his chin and nods, and it's better to resist a little more than to be like a puddle of rotten meat, which tastes dull to dry.

So, the short man almost met it with his chest.

Then with a muffled sound, he flew up.

However, he was short and had a low center of gravity, and he didn't fly far before he landed, and he didn't stop until he hit the wall, and the whole person was motionless.

"Old ...... Dick?"

The tall man was stunned, shouted a few short ones, and did not respond.

He stared at Jiang Chanji in disbelief, "You...... You ......"

In the one-on-one situation, Jiang Chanji relaxed a lot, and the power of this punch exceeded his expectations, and it directly beat the short man to death, which made him more confident.

Since he was sensible in elementary school, Jiang Chanji has never fought, because of his strange power, his parents strictly forbade him to fight with his classmates or children, for fear of beating others up.

He looked down at his fist, his knuckles still showing the touch he had just made.

The deformation of muscles, the denting of bones, the concussion of internal organs, and even the sudden arrest of blood flow caused by the compression of blood vessels were all transmitted to his fists with precision.

It was a very novel feeling, which he had never experienced before, like a myopic eye with glasses on, and the world suddenly became clear.

But since he hadn't been in a fight since he was sensible, he wasn't sure if everyone felt that way when they fought.

After the short man fell to the ground, he didn't move, and Jiang Chanji wondered if the punch would be too heavy.

He doesn't want to cause trouble, he can hide if he can, he can avoid it, he just wants to get through his three-year high school career in peace.

"Don't blame me, I gave you a chance. He said, "You forced me to do it." ”

He has not forgotten the iron law that Li Muqin told him, unless the personal safety of himself or others is unjustly threatened, the transcendent must not use his ability to harm ordinary people.

These two guys are clearly not good birds, and they are intent on hurting him, and counterattacks in this case should not be limited by iron laws.

"You...... Are you transcendent?" the tall man finally understood.

He secretly complained that the few transcendents in the Red Leaf Academy had actually let them run into it.

Think about it, if you are not a transcendent person, how dare you walk alone in the desolate ruins at night?

What else do you say about being a man...... As we all know, how can a transcendent be a man?

So far, the tall man really regrets it, and he can only blame them for being in the brain, and he was fascinated for a while and wanted to taste the taste of the female students of the Red Leaf Academy, but he didn't expect to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Run?

He glanced around secretly, "she" would let herself run away?

Unlikely.

This must be "her" fishing for law enforcement, using her example as bait, going into the ruins alone, attracting ill-intentioned guys, just like the policewoman who arrested them last time.

Since he was caught by "her", "she" will definitely not let him escape.

Thinking of this, the tall man turned his heart and gave up the idea of running away.

"The Transcendent...... Hehe!" He clenched his fists and said calmly, "I have long heard of you transcendentals, to be honest, I don't believe how powerful you are, no matter how good you are, you are just a woman, otherwise why didn't you rule the world?"

He understands the thoughts of young girls according to the thinking of men, which is obviously wrong.

Tens of thousands of years of patriarchal society have had a far-reaching impact, and throughout the history of the world, most of the princely generals who shouted out were men, and most of the girls in the mood for love were more peace-loving and tranquil lives.

Due to the existence of the iron law, there are very few ordinary people who have actually seen the transcendent person make a move.

There are many people who think that the strength of the extraordinary is exaggerated, just like some people swear that they can single out the tiger with a dagger, or that they can defend against Messi after a few years of football.

They don't know how terrifying tigers are until one day, when they actually stand in front of an adult wild tiger, instead of watching the chubby balls of tigers raised in zoos through cages or glass...... But by then they had no chance to regret it.

The tall man can indeed split red bricks with his bare hands, but at most nine pieces instead of thirteen, and then his hands are so swollen that he can't even hold chopsticks the next day, and he is fined and confined for damaging public property, but he has also become the number one person in the prison.

He tied up his horse, his forehead was bruised, and he used the three-legged cat hard qigong that he learned from street performers when he was a child, and his arm muscles were knotted, and he was thick in the blink of an eye.

"Stinky girl, I'll let you taste the taste of a man's fist today!" he sneered, "Don't worry, I won't slap your face, I will only twist your arm and make you cool to heaven!"

His time in prison had clearly been very rewarding, and his boxing stance alone showed how good it was. I saw him bend his back and suck his abdomen and waist, two fists one to protect his cheeks and one to protect his chest, his knees slightly bent, his feet alternately jumping in small steps, his head swaying slightly from side to side to observe the enemy and dodge possible attacks, and he also tentatively struck out a jab, and dubbed with his lips: "Xiu Xiu Xiu-"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chanji knew that his jab was a tentative trick, thinking that he was about to be flattened.

Tall people are much stronger than short people, Jiang Chanji has no bottom in his heart, but now he can only bite the bullet.

His stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and he was even more anxious when he thought that Zixuan's family might be about to finish dinner.

He punched again according to the movements of daily practice, his posture was stiff and deliberate, after all, he was only practicing static movements at present, and he had not really been coherent, even if the static movements were not completely up to standard, he often had to be poked by Li Muqin with a branch.

The tall man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he roared loudly, and he also threw his fist.

In prison, it is not stronger than anyone, but cruel to others, and cruel to oneself.

The tall man fought viciously, but he didn't have any formal training, and his posture could only scare ordinary people, and this punch was thrown, but he watched Jiang Chanji's obviously not very fast fist hit him in the chest first.

He was still wondering in his heart, and then his chest seemed to be hit by a hammer, his eyes went black, and his body turned upside down with his back facing the sky.

He was stronger than the shorter man, and after he fell to the ground, he struggled a few times like a fish out of water, straightened up, and tried to get up, but eventually collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

In the quiet ruins of the unfinished building, only Jiang Chanji was still standing.

He was uneasy, but he didn't feel guilty, these two guys were not good things, and they deserved to be beaten, but if they killed someone, they might be in trouble.

Theoretically, this is considered legitimate defense, even if they die, they can't blame others, the problem is that Jiang Chanji doesn't want to get involved in trouble.

He hesitated for a few seconds, he should call the police at this time, but he didn't have a mobile phone, there were no residents nearby, and the police would definitely have a lot of trouble when they came, which would definitely alarm the school.

So he decided to smear the soles of his feet with oil and slip away first, anyway, there was no monitoring around, if they died like this, it could only mean that they were full of evil, and Lord Yama was going to take them in.