Being an otaku in the world of American comics

"What a coincidence? I was just looking for someone to test my moves on, and someone runs over to rob me?"

Hearing this, Liang Yue turned sideways to look behind him.

He saw that the people barging into the Buddhist hall were just three ordinary men, wearing thick cotton-padded clothes and hats, with their hands tucked into their sleeves.

They stood together in a slovenly, slouching manner, looking at him with a fierce expression on their faces.

"These should just be local thugs, seeing that I'm new here and trying to extort some money to spend? But since they were able to find this place, it means this temple shouldn't be far from town, right?"

"That's right, according to the plot, the system couldn't have sent me to when Hong Xiguan's family was just raided, after all, it's still several years before the plot officially starts."

"So, am I near the Ma Family Village now?"

Looking at the three bare-handed men with unkind faces, Liang Yue only glanced at them before determining their identities, and then the guy started daydreaming again.

"Damn it! I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me!"

"Big brother! This kid doesn't seem to take us seriously at all?"

"What's up, brothers! Shall we give him a lesson?"

Amidst a flurry of exasperated noise, the leader of the three thugs, a fat man with a face full of橫肉, was enraged by the other party's absent-minded appearance.

He rushed forward in a few big steps, raising a flying kick towards Liang Yue's handsome face!

Unfortunately, the fat man's attack was too obvious and lacked any skill.

This flying kick was easily caught in his palm.

Then, he gently twisted his wrist, while his thumb quietly pressed against the other party's ankle.

With a muffled "噗!" sound, the thug spun half a circle in the air, then fell to the ground in a dog-eat-mud posture, his ankle still held in his hand.

After getting up lightly, Liang Yue originally subconsciously raised a foot to kick the fat man's kneecap.

If this kick landed firmly, the other party's calf would at least suffer a bone fracture and dislocation.

However, when it came to making a move, Liang Yue finally restrained the impulse to strike hard, and the raised foot temporarily changed direction, stepping on the fat man's other ankle.

"Ah!!!"

A miserable howl echoed in the Buddhist hall, and the thug leader immediately started thrashing on the ground like a slaughtered domestic pig.

But despite the fat man's earth-shattering screams, the injury was, at most, equivalent to a normal person accidentally spraining their ankle while walking. It hurt a bit, but it wasn't serious.

At most, in ten days or half a month, he would be back to normal~

"Damn it!? This little Taoist priest is actually a martial arts expert!"

"He's a tough customer! Don't be polite with him!"

Seeing that their boss had been knocked down and was howling on the ground almost instantly, the two thugs who had been so aggressive were a little daunted.

Although they shouted loudly, they subconsciously began to retreat when facing Liang Yue, who was walking over with a calm expression, and their throats involuntarily swallowed saliva.

For a time, the two men's moods took a sharp turn for the worse, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Finally, a skinny thug couldn't stand it any longer, glaring with a pair of bull's eyes, and punched towards Liang Yue's head.

"I'll fight you!"

Unfortunately, a street thug who hasn't received proper training is ultimately just relying on recklessness, and the strength in his hands is somewhat lacking.

The remaining third person, although a little shorter, seemed to be very quick-witted. Seeing that he couldn't win head-on, he was about to resort to dirty tricks.

Taking advantage of the skinny thug's rush, this guy grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it at Liang Yue's face.

"刷~"

For a time, dust flew and gravel splashed.

Unfortunately, Liang Yue had already been prepared for this. With a light spin and flexible footwork, he drew a semicircle on the ground, letting the handful of dirt pass by.

Looking at the shorty again, he now had a gleaming dagger in his hand, squinting his eyes and looking at him.

"Hmm! This one's a ruthless one~"

Seeing that the eye-sealing sand had been dodged, the thug was immediately flustered.

Liang Yue didn't stop at this time, continuing to walk towards the other party unhurriedly.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, the thug's heart hardened, and he waved the dagger in his hand a couple of times, then stabbed it fiercely towards his chest!

However, ruthless as he was, he had no method at all.

The stabbing dagger was dodged with a slight sideways movement by Liang Yue, and his wrist fell into his fingers at the same time.

This time, he didn't bother to be polite with the other party.

With a gentle pull, a shake, and at the same time, the other hand pressed against the thug's elbow in the opposite direction!

"咔嚓!" "嘣!"

With two consecutive crisp sounds, the thug's elbow and shoulder were immediately broken into firewood by Liang Yue.

The tightly held dagger also fell to the ground with a clang.

"嗷~!"

A miserable wail resounded through the Buddhist hall again, but compared to the previous fat man, the shorty was really miserable at this time.

It is said that it takes a hundred days to heal from a bone injury, but Liang Yue felt that, even with timely treatment, it would take at least half a year for the injury he had inflicted to recover!

Then, he stood calmly in the messy Buddhist hall, looking at the three people wailing and rolling at his feet.

After experiencing the rolling tide of zombies in the Apocalypse world, the little scene in front of him couldn't affect him in the slightest.

Finally, after about five or six minutes, the three people on the ground not only hoarsened their voices, but also slowly calmed down their minds.

The fat man, who had been prostrating himself from the beginning, finally raised his head, with a bruised forehead and a face full of mud, looking pitifully at Liang Yue, who seemed unwilling to let them go.

Then he stammered and begged for mercy.

"This time, it's all three of us who had eyes but couldn't see Mount Tai, disturbing the Taoist priest's quiet cultivation. We admit defeat, and we beg the Taoist priest to spare our lives!"

In fact, according to the thug leader's experience, they had encountered martial arts experts who had made a name for themselves when they were wreaking havoc in the town, but most of those people had face.

Faced with their collision, in most cases, they would only teach them a few lessons with their fists and feet, and then let them go.

Now it's good, I didn't expect that the little Taoist priest in front of me, who looks harmless to humans and animals, would be so heavy-handed.

Look, my little brother's arms are broken into three sections...

"It's easy to spare you, but in exchange, you have to answer a few questions for me."

Liang Yue was waiting for his words at this time, so naturally he wouldn't be polite with them.

"Please ask, Taoist priest! Just ask whatever you want!"

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