God Card

"Okay, just here, there is no one now."

In the alley, Tang Jian stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at the little gangster beside him clasping his neck.

"Damn it, do you listen to me or do you listen to me? I have the final say, let me go!"

The little gangster shouted angrily and pushed Tang Jian.

"Be gentle, be gentle, this kid is so delicate and tender." Another gangster looked at Tang Jian with a wicked smile, and was about to take Tang Jian's schoolbag away.

Tang Jian's eyes were slightly cold and he let go of his hand. The moment he let the other party take the schoolbag, he kicked the other party's stomach directly.

With a bang, the other party groaned and sat back on the ground, his face wrinkled together in pain.

"you!"

The little gangster who was holding Tang Jian stared, but before he could draw out the dagger at his waist, Tang Jian's right hand grabbed his wrist on his shoulder.

One click!

The little gangster only felt his whole arm go numb, but before he could react, there was another sharp pain in his chest, and he fell to the ground with an elbow from Tang Jian.

In the blink of an eye, both punks were brought down.

"What!?"

The third gangster was startled, shouted angrily and pulled out his dagger, with the shining blade in his hand, he was about to stab Tang Jian directly.

In 203, social security was extremely chaotic.

Especially near the gate of the school, there are often gangsters fighting, and some people are beaten to death and maimed.

Even in those cities where nuclear radiation is everywhere, evil things happen frequently every day, and human life is worthless at all.

At this time, the little bastard drew out his dagger and stabbed Tang Jian with a face full of shock and anger. It was really merciless in his attack, and a few random strikes would definitely kill him.

However, Tang Jian was even more unambiguous. He took out his left hand from his purse, flipped his five slender fingers gently, and a silver-white card was in his hand like a butterfly piercing flowers.

Whoosh—

The moment the card was thrown out, it turned into a sleeve arrow like a twisted snake.

There was a "jingle".

This sleeve arrow directly hit the dagger in the little gangster's hand, making a metallic trembling sound, and suddenly another sleeve arrow shot out, passing by the little gangster's cheek.

In an instant, the dagger in the gangster's hand was thrown out of his hand by the shock, and blood flowed from his cheeks. He screamed in horror, "Card? You have a battle card?"

Tang Jian didn't talk nonsense during the battle. He sprinted forward, and his knee directly pressed against the opponent's abdomen, knocking his whole body into the air and landing hard.

"Ah!" The little gangster lay on the ground and retched in pain, spitting out a pile of yellow and white sticky matter.

In a blink of an eye, the three punks lost their fighting power and fell to the ground.

At the entrance of the alley, several students who watched the excitement from a distance were all stunned and dazed.

Tang Jian glanced at the entrance of the alley from a distance, his eyes flicked over Xie Dong's terrified cheeks, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and he quickly took out some money and items from the purses of a few gangsters, picked up his schoolbag and went to the other side of the alley. One way left.

No need to ask.

Now that Xie Dong appeared at the entrance of the alley, and these gangsters happened to follow him, Tang Jian naturally knew who was behind it.

But now everyone is a student, and he is not a card master at the moment, so he can only take a few actions to teach him a lesson, and at the same time robbed three little gangsters, but it is impossible for him to kill people.

Even a privileged class like card masters cannot blatantly kill ordinary people at will. If they kill someone, they will still be wanted by the police station, let alone ordinary card players.

"It's really a child's play. I even specially made a sleeve arrow card. It seems that I made a big deal out of a molehill."

Tang Jian walked out from the other exit of the alley, looked through the loot, and felt a little funny while feeling happy and relaxed.

Relying on some basic fighting skills of combat card masters learned in college at that time, it is easy to deal with these little gangsters without any difficulty.

The people who dealt with in the previous life were all card masters, and the worst ones would have a combat or mechanical card with a certain combat power.

Now that he was reborn, it was easy to deal with these ordinary people. On the contrary, Tang Jian was still not used to it. He felt that he regarded these people too highly.

But this time he also gained a lot from the shot.

From the three gangsters, they found about five hundred yuan, two flame cards of the auxiliary series, and one energy card with one star on the white board.

Tang Jian checked it, and the energy card seemed to be half used, and the energy contained in it was only about 50 values, and the value was discounted.

The market price of two flame cards is about 30 yuan. They are the most common one-star auxiliary cards for whiteboards. They are very convenient for lighting cigarettes, and the difficulty of making them is extremely low, even easier than one-star energy cards for whiteboards.

The Huomiao card is not very useful, and it is not easy to sell it. Tang Jian plans to keep it for his family.

When Tang Jian walked out of the alley to have dinner like a normal person.

Xie Dong was feeling uneasy at the moment, quite distraught, and didn't know how he returned to the school classroom.

He still can't forget the scene of Tang Jian sharply attacking the three little gangsters, especially the way Tang Jian stood in the alley and looked at him from a distance.

There was calmness, disdain, and even complete indifference in that gaze, which made him tremble when he thought of it now, and a voice kept echoing in his heart.

"Will he know it's me?"

"Will he know it's me?"

With this thought, Xie Dong became even more panicked.

If you do too many bad things, you will naturally feel guilty. Xie Dong is guilty now, not only guilty, but also worried about being retaliated by Tang Jian.

He kept struggling with one thought after another in his mind, should he continue to make things bigger and act first, or should he take the initiative to show his favor and build a good relationship with Tang Jian?

Just thinking about it one thought after another, Xie Dong was in a trance throughout the evening self-study and had trouble concentrating.

As for Tang Jian, after eating a luxurious wooden bucket meal of beef tripe and green peppers, he went directly to the card shop with more than 500 yuan of "ill-gotten wealth" and bought two bottles of rare energy water. , three whiteboard one-star energy cards, and only kept one hundred and twenty yuan on him.

After getting these things, Tang Jian sighed with emotion, it really was a gold belt for murder and arson.

Xie Dong is really a rich boy.

When he was most short of money, he sent money resources, which is really great.

As for whether the gangsters would retaliate after the incident, Tang Jian didn't bother to care.

There are not many card masters in the entire city of Xi.

As long as the card master didn't seek revenge, Tang Jian thought to himself that with the sleeve arrow stuck in his hand, he still had the ability to protect himself.

When he returned to the school classroom, he heard Yang Mao and others discussing something.

Tang Jian couldn't help being a little surprised when he approached and listened.

"You know? There was another fight outside the school just now. There is a fierce man in our school. He beat three ruffians to the ground by himself."

"I know, I know, I've heard it too. Some people say that he is a student in our third year of high school, and his card ability is at least seventy or eighty. He still has a card in his hand that seems to be a card of the combat series."

"The cards of the combat series are very expensive, should they be of the mechanical series?"

"Hey, Tang Jian, do you know? We have a strong man in the third year of high school, and we still have powerful cards in our hands. I don't know which class it is from."

Seeing Tang Jian approaching, Yang Mao patted Tang Jian on the shoulder and said.

"It's just three punks. It doesn't seem like a big deal to defeat them, right?" Tang Jian hesitated.

Yang Mao and the others all glanced at him sideways.

"It's just three little bastards? It's nothing special? If you meet them, you will be beaten to the ground." Yang Mao said with a look of contempt.

"He has battle cards, don't underestimate that master." Xu Fei followed.

Tang Jian glanced at these people depressedly, sat back in his seat without saying a word, and continued to listen to these people guessing and complimenting the fierce man.

"I think it might be Yang Chao from Class 1, we all have the surname Yang."

"Cut. It is said that the guy is eight feet tall and very strong. He is probably Wang Ba of the second class."

Tang Jian glanced at his not-so-strong arm, and murmured in his heart: "The fierce man is by your side, you still have to guess and guess, guess what."

Ask for a recommendation ticket! On Qixi Festival yesterday, Xiao Ke hadn't sold herself yet, what a failure!