"If you eat mutant beasts, you will indeed be affected by the killing emotions in those mutant beasts, but generally speaking, the weaker the beast, the less impact it will have on you."

"And as time goes by, this impact will gradually weaken, and it will not have much impact on you personally."

"I have some Chinese medicine here. You can take it back and drink it three times a day. If there is less killing and fighting, the situation will get better."

Chen Ran spent 200 kilograms of food stamps and took some medicine from a traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that his life was not in danger and that he would not turn into a killing machine for the time being.

Chen Ran looked at the sky. It was already around eight o'clock in the evening and it was already dark.

He arranged for his family, Cai Zijia and others to stay in a hotel. The cost was not low, with 500 kilograms of food stamps.

Fortunately, all the furs of the beasts he killed along the way were preserved.

Especially the blood wolves of the two high-level blood beasts. The wolf skins were very valuable, and they were exchanged for 2,500 kilograms of food stamps.

"It's too late today, go join the Kowloon Gang tomorrow!"

Chen Ran returned to the hotel and slept in the same room as his grandfather Chen Zijian.

Grandpa Chen Zijian has fallen into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.

Chen Ran took a bath and fell asleep. As long as there was nothing special, he slept soundly.

Tonight, it was rare that I had nothing to do.

No need to eat meat or practice martial arts.

He slept until dawn.

Early the next morning, Chen Ran got up and went to seek refuge with the Kowloon Gang.

When Chen Ran went to the breakfast stall to buy fried dough sticks, he specifically asked his boss how to join the Kowloon Gang.

The boss pointed out a way for Chen Ran.

"In that alley, you go find a man named Zhao Si, known as the Fourth Master. He is one of the recruiters responsible for recruiting members of the Jiulong Gang."

"But little brother, let me remind you, the Jiulong Gang does not accept just any little shrimp, they must be warriors."

"Also, the treatment of the Kowloon Gang is very low. You might as well join another gang and would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail."

"Just like me, someone paid a lot of money to hire me to work as a criminal master in a shop, but I didn't want to."

"I'd rather push my own cart and sell it. Although it doesn't look very respectable, I actually earn a lot more than going to a store to work for others."

The boss selling steamed buns kindly gave Chen Ran some advice.

Chen Ran smiled and said: "I don't want to make a chicken head or a phoenix tail, I want to make a phoenix head!"

"Young man, you are so ambitious!"

The boss shook his head and sighed.

Chen Ran walked into the alley.

He saw that there were massage, hair salon and other shops on both sides of the alley, and there were women in hot clothes, escorting men with dark circles under their eyes to leave the shop.

Chen Ran didn't expect that the Jiulong Gang would even do this kind of business, but he was quite surprised.

But generally this kind of business has very high profits and a lot of money.

Chen Ran found a young lady. When the young lady saw Chen Ran, her sleepy eyes suddenly lit up. She smiled sweetly and said, "Young handsome boy, you have to come and play so early in the morning!"

Chen Ran said: "I'm looking for Zhao Si."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ran handed over 10 kilograms of food stamps.

"Looking for Fourth Master? Why are you looking for him?"

The slight smile on the young lady's face disappeared completely.

"Join a gang."

"Are you a warrior?"

The lady looked Chen Ran up and down, a little suspicious. Chen Ran looked too young.

Chen Ran nodded and said, "Of course."

"Quasi warrior?"

"Not an accurate, real warrior." Chen Ran emphasized.

"Okay, come with me."

She took Chen Ran to a courtyard in the alleyway and knocked on the door. After a while, a servant opened the door.

The young lady informed her of her intention, and the servant let the two of them in.

There is something special about this courtyard, it covers a large area and even has a pond in it.

At this moment, there was a middle-aged man practicing boxing on the edge of the pond.

His boxing technique is very slow, like the legendary Tai Chi.

"Fourth Master, there is a pretty boy who claims to be a warrior and wants to join the Kowloon Gang."

The lady said to Zhao Si.

Zhao Si did not answer and continued to punch.

After about a minute, Zhao Si withdrew his fist and turned around to look at Chen Ran.

Zhao Si asked casually: "How old is your kid?"

Chen Ran replied: "18 years old."

Zhao Si pointed to the boxing strength testing machine in the practice venue next to him and said, "Go and give it a try."

Chen Ran walked over.

The servant immediately brought Zhao Si a breakfast of soy milk and fried dough sticks.

Chen Ran stepped forward, holding his breath and concentrating, using all his strength, and then hit the boxing strength testing machine with a bang.

drop!

A harsh sound sounded.

I saw the terrifying number "3200KG" popping up on the boxing strength testing machine!

"Pfft!"

Zhao Si glanced at it casually, but when he saw the numbers on the boxing strength test machine, the soy milk in his mouth suddenly spurted out.

Incredulously, he stepped forward and punched himself on the boxing strength testing machine.

drop!

A number "2330KG" appeared on the boxing strength testing machine.

Zhao Si turned around, looked at Chen Ran again, and looked at the boxing strength testing machine with some uncertainty, and said in confusion: "It was repaired just last month, it shouldn't be broken!"

Chen Ran said calmly: "I am a high-level martial arts disciple. There is no need to doubt the machine, let alone your own eyes."

Zhao Si punched Chen Ran fiercely.

Chen Ran reached out to grab the back of his left hand and his right hand.

The palm of his right hand grasped the fist hit by Zhao Si. In an instant, the power of Zhao Si's iron fist was like a mud cow entering the sea.

Chen Ran twisted slightly.

boom!

The terrifying force swept away. Zhao Si was so panicked that he kicked his feet and spun around three times, almost falling into the pond before he was able to resolve the force.

Zhao Si stared at Chen Ran in shock, and the lady next to him was also stunned.

Zhao Si's attitude immediately changed. He cupped his hands and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. I will ask the elders of the gang to come see you right away."

Zhao Si even used "you" in his mouth. After arranging for his servants to serve Chen Ran snacks and tea, he hurriedly left the courtyard.

The young lady also hurriedly retreated.

After leaving the small courtyard, she looked back at Chen Ran, who was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, and secretly said in surprise: "18-year-old senior martial arts disciple? This... is this true?"

"This person will definitely become an extraordinary person if he joins the Kowloon Gang in the future, and he is destined to become a martial artist!"

The young lady thought for a moment, gathered up the courage to return to the courtyard, and introduced herself to Chen Ran: "My subordinate... my name is Qianqian. If you need anything, young gentleman... you can come to me."

Because she was so nervous, Qianqian stuttered when she spoke.

Chen Ran waved his hand and said: "Thank you for leading the way. You can go back! If I need you in the future, I will come to you."

"thanks, thanks!"

Qianqian was overjoyed and hurriedly left the courtyard.

Chen Ran was drinking tea, about 5 minutes later.

A white-haired figure rushed in hurriedly.

"Where? Where are the 18-year-old senior martial arts disciples?"

The old man was full of energy, and the voice arrived before the person arrived.

He glanced around and finally settled on Chen Ran.

Zhao Si also rushed over and immediately introduced the old man: "This is this little brother, who claims to be eighteen years old and has exerted a terrifying power of 3200KG."

The old man looked at Chen Ran suspiciously and asked Zhao Si next to him: "Is there nothing wrong with the machine? An 18-year-old senior martial arts disciple? Zhao Si, don't overindulge, you will be dazzled by it."

Zhao Si hurriedly explained: "No, Elder He, you have to believe me."

Chen Ran stood up and said to Elder He with a smile: "If you are a high-level martial arts disciple, Elder He, won't you know if you play a few tricks with me?"

"good idea!"

Elder He walked through the snow in search of plum blossoms, swooping towards Chen Ran like a wild goose.

His palms were so big that they were like eagle claws, and they could make explosive sounds in the air.

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