I Have A Monster Synthesis Simulator

Chapter 199 Old God of War

Early the next morning, Lin Shu got up from bed, enjoyed a simple and unpretentious free breakfast downstairs, and followed the directions to his place.

A white-haired old man lived in a thatched house in a slum outside the city gate. The old man was short-handed and punching an unknown boxing technique in the yard.

Although there was no bit of vindictiveness on the body, but the fist was able to make gusts of fist wind, so that the fallen leaves all followed his steps.

"Old God of War, it's time to pay the protection fee for this month. I think you are kind to us. We have allowed you to default on your protection fee for half a year. If you don't pay it today, you should sell the house obediently!"

With half-old machetes pinned to their waists in their hands, several of them kicked open the gate of the yard and rushed in.

"Hmph, many of you have studied here at my 29 when you were young, but now you want to take away my yard, but you can speak it!"

The veteran was so embarrassed that he had to climb them by himself.

"Come on, when I was a kid, I didn't know anything about you and I really thought you were a god of war. I have been deceived by you for so long without looking for you to settle accounts.

The lead gangster yawned and his face was impatient.

"The martial arts you teach us have a fart. When the time comes to fight, you still have to fight with knives and fight magic. Old things, you just accept your fate!"

The old man shook his feet, and then picked up a wooden stick and threw it in the air. With one hand, he grabbed the hand and danced a spear. How awesome!"

After talking about the old man, he rushed up with a stride, and the stick carried the old man's whole body strength towards the bully's chest.

This time the gangster was beaten up, but that was all.

In the next second, the vindictive energy was circulated, and the strength in the body skyrocketed. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the wooden stick that was swung over again.

"You, aren't you called the God of War? Keep moving!"

As the young man ridiculed, a group of people behind him laughed.

The old man flushed and had to loosen the wooden stick to move away.

The young man in front of him had murdered.

One or two poor ghosts died outside the city, how can you expect the officials in the city to waste time upholding justice?

"Hmph, it's just relying on the strength of the fighting spirit, you can clearly show a stronger strength."

The old man's preaching remarks made the bully again unhappy, "Old man, the times have changed, fighting skills are the support of vindictiveness, and your set can only be used on wastes that cannot be cultivated.

"Aren't you claiming to be the God of War? You want to die in battle, right? I will take your life today and let you see the power of fighting skills before you die!"

With that said, all the anger of the gangsters is in his arms, and the old man will be killed here in the next second.

"???"

Lin Shu, who just asked about the way, happened to appear at the door, so puzzled that three question marks appeared on his head inside. When I came to 043, I saw Chang Wei calling for Fu?

"stop!"

At the moment when Lin Shu waved his hand, a huge wind slammed into the bastard, directly engulfing him and knocking over the soil wall.

The other gangsters hurriedly went to change their support, and another gangster looked at Lin Shu and said madly: "Do you know who you were playing just now? You provoke our Tiger Wolf Cult. If you don't give an explanation today, don't think about it. Leave!

"A statement? What do you want to say? I, Master Leehom, can hit whoever he wants. No one has dared to tell me!

Lin Shu stood proudly in the courtyard, choking at a word so that the gangsters were speechless: I have never seen anyone more mad than them.

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