Immortal Heroes: Pushing Through Two Realms From Reality Section 33

Old Man Li was someone who genuinely didn't want anything from him and was good to him.

Now that he had become an official disciple of the Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School, he would receive household registration and move into the inner city tomorrow.

No matter what, he had to go and say hello to Old Man Li.

It was just that he could now travel between two worlds, and the secret couldn't be leaked. Furthermore, he had only just become an official disciple, and he had already asked Elder Qiu to resolve his household registration issues, so he felt embarrassed to make any further requests.

If he had the chance to become a martial artist in the future, he wouldn't mind arranging a small house in the inner city for Old Man Li to live in.

The rain fell on Jiang Shu, and his brow furrowed.

As a practitioner of the Full Body Vital Energy Circulation, he could naturally hear more than one set of breathing sounds from inside the house when he quieted his mind and concentrated.

Moreover, even though the lights were on, no one had come to open the door after he had knocked several times.

Could something have happened?

Just as Jiang Shu was contemplating whether to break down the door, the door creaked open, and Old Man Li's face appeared. He winked and said, "What kid is this, knocking on the door for no reason. This old man was about to sleep!"

"Uncle Li, what are you saying."

If it were anyone else, Jiang Shu would have left immediately upon sensing something was wrong.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

But with Old Man Li acting like this, he pretended not to understand anything, pushed the door open, walked past Old Man Li, and entered the room.

A single oil lamp glowed faintly.

A faint smell of blood permeated the room.

A strange, burly man he had never seen before lay on Old Man Li's bed. His exposed arms were covered in scars, and blood was flowing from them.

He had a full beard and his muscles under his short shirt were extremely developed. Although he was lying down, his gaze was fixed fiercely on the doorway. Only after seeing Jiang Shu come out did he relax and slowly sit up from the bed.

"Old Man Li, what's this young man's name? He's quite handsome. Come forward and speak."

The lamplight shone on Jiang Shu's handsome face. After relaxing, the burly man looked at him more and more intently, and couldn't help but speak.

"Hall Master... Hall Master Zheng..."

Old Man Li's legs were shaking. He couldn't help but feel scared again.

He wasn't afraid for himself.

He was afraid that young master Jiang would be reckless and accidentally offend this truly dangerous person.

Zheng Kun! Hall Master of the Poison Fang Hall of the Green Snake Gang!

He had been injured in today's battle with the Black Water Gang.

He said that his hall was not safe, and the gang was not safe either, so he came directly to his place.

He served him with all his heart and soul, not daring to slack off even a little.

He thought that it would be fine after nightfall and waking up from sleep.

He didn't expect young master Jiang to come.

This...

Having swept the floor at the Poison Fang Hall for so long, how could he not know what kind of person Hall Master Zheng was.

Young master Jiang...

He gritted his teeth and was about to say something.

But he saw young master Jiang standing at the doorway, his gaze fixed on Zheng Kun: "Hall Master Zheng? Hall Master Zheng of the Poison Fang Hall of the Green Snake Gang?"

"Oh, you recognize me?"

Zheng Kun said with a smile, his body becoming more and more relaxed.

This time, to avoid pursuit, he had not stayed at his hall, nor gone to the gang, nor sought out his lover. He burrowed into the home of the usually unnoticed sweeping old man Li, quietly recuperating.

As long as the people from the Black Water Gang couldn't find him, he would be able to recover in a few days and no longer fear anyone.

He thought he would have to endure boredom for a while longer, but he didn't expect fate to be so kind to him.

Knowing he was bored, fate had sent him a beautiful young man.

"I do."

Jiang Shu's tone was calm. He gently pushed Old Man Li aside, nudging him towards the door, and walked towards Zheng Kun.

Although Zheng Kun was puzzled by Jiang Shu's actions, seeing Jiang Shu walk slowly towards him, he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

He suddenly remembered that about two months ago, a gang member had told him about a good-looking young man in Coiling Snake Alley.

He had initially thought that those gang members had made it up to please him.

He hadn't expected it to be true.

What a pity. If he had known, he would have come earlier and could have enjoyed himself sooner.

"Come, come closer, let Grandpa have a good look."

Zheng Kun's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but start fantasizing about the scene that would unfold next.

Just as his mind was about to sink in, a clear, cold voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

"I didn't come looking for you, but you've come looking for death yourself?"

As the words fell, Blood Essence surged within him. Jiang Shu, possessing a strength of 900 jin, unleashed a punch with a piercing gale.

Zheng Kun, lying on the bed, had no way to dodge. He hastily raised a hand to block, and Jiang Shu's punch struck him fiercely.

"Bang!"

"Crack."

His arm bone fractured, the wounds on his arm immediately split open, and blood flowed like a rushing stream.

Jiang Shu's fist was stained with blood. His first punch failed, and a second one followed.

"You... Are you from the Black Water Gang?"

As a Hall Master of a gang, his combat experience was incredibly rich.

Zheng Kun suddenly rolled off the bed, creating a few steps of distance between himself and Jiang Shu within the small room. He managed to narrowly dodge a punch. He was soaked in cold sweat, never having expected that this seemingly handsome young man was also a martial artist with Full Body Vital Energy Circulation, just like him!

No.

Such a young martial artist absolutely wouldn't be from the Black Water Gang.

He knew all the Hall Masters of the Black Water Gang; none of them possessed such sharp, killing moves.

Could he be a formal disciple from an inner city martial arts school?

But which of those formal disciples would come to the outer city?

And who would want to kill him on sight?

Zheng Kun was inwardly terrified. He wanted to escape, but Jiang Shu blocked his path. Behind him, there was only a dirt wall.

Facing Zheng Kun's question, Jiang Shu offered no reply. He instinctively moved his limbs, channeling all his strength into one punch.

This was a small technique he had learned from Roaring Tiger Mountain Strength.

Now was the perfect time to try it!

This punch was like a tiger leaping out!

A thick smell of blood permeated the room. Jiang Shu's heart harbored killing intent, his Blood Essence surging ceaselessly.

"Bang! Bang!"

Zheng Kun, already injured, couldn't withstand Jiang Shu's onslaught.

One punch hit his nose, causing blood to gush out, his nose askew and eyes skewed.

One punch hit his teeth, knocking out his front teeth, rendering him unable to speak.

Zheng Kun fell to the ground, struggling to get up. He could only watch as the final punch aimed directly at his forehead!

"Bang!"

For a moment, the world went dark.

Jiang Shu retracted his fist and stood.

At his feet, Zheng Kun lay with blood flowing everywhere, looking like a dead dog, no longer breathing.

"Little Brother Jiang... You... You killed someone..."

Old Man Li's voice trembled. He never imagined that the young Jiang Shu, whom he had known for so long and who always seemed like a gentle scholar, could actually kill Zheng Kun with three punches!

Wasn't Zheng Kun a martial artist with Full Body Vital Energy Circulation?

Even the escorts at the escort agency would treat Zheng Kun with great respect.

How could he be so easily defeated by Little Brother Jiang?

He didn't even put up much of a fight?