Chapter 2: What You Owe Me

Du Shoushou immediately said, "Mr. Liu, Gao Di and Wang Meng and the others killed An Zheng; they were the ones who acted first!"

Peaceful struggle

Although Kou Liu appears as strong as a tiger or leopard, he is unable to cultivate, so he chose to practice body techniques. Not long ago, he just broke through to the third level, delivering over two hundred punches in a second, so fast that it is nearly impossible to catch.

An Zheng once again drew the dagger, elegantly spinning it in the palm of his hand: "Mr. Liu has said that this is the territory of the Nine Great Bandits, and the only rule here is to see who is more ferocious. If the person being bullied does not dare to resist, then no one will pity them. So Mr. Liu has always looked down on me, but now I am acting according to your teachings, Mr. Liu. Why... why do you find it displeasing?"

As he spoke these words, the faint, unreasonable aura of strength emanating from An Zheng made Kou Liu's heart tingle. Is this child really An Zheng? Why does he feel increasingly unfamiliar?

Kou Liudabu stepped forward, reaching out to grab An Zheng. However, just as he took that step, An Zheng had already stabbed him twenty-three times. Not a single one more or less, exactly twenty-three times. This was because Wang Zhuang had previously punched him sixteen times and kicked him seven times.

An Zheng coldly snorted: "Whether he sees it or not is actually not important... I remember Mr. Liu said during his lecture that those who are bullied and do not dare to resist are worthless and looked down upon by everyone. However, it is different for those who bully others; when bullying, one must never reason with them, for if you reason, it is no longer bullying. Therefore, it does not matter whether Mr. Liu saw it or not, because you can consider it as me bullying them, not them bullying me."

It seemed that these twenty-three strikes were delivered with lightning speed, completely without consideration. In such a short span of time, to stab so many times, the speed was so fast that an ordinary person's naked eye could hardly keep up. In an instant, Wang Zhuang transformed into a blood gourd, with twenty-three knife wounds on his body, he screamed, looking down to see that every wound was oozing blood, a kind of fear that was indescribable. He cried out in terror, his hands frantically trying to stem the bleeding from those wounds, but while he managed to stop one, he could not stop another, and soon he became a blood-soaked figure. In an instant, Wang Zhuang transformed into a blood gourd, with twenty-three knife wounds on his body, he screamed, looking down to see that every wound was oozing blood, a kind of fear that was indescribable. He cried out in terror, his hands frantically trying to stem the bleeding from those wounds, but while he managed to stop one, he could not stop another, and soon he became a blood-soaked figure.

Are you just playing around

Kou Liu looked at this different An Zheng, and was momentarily at a loss for words

But I haven't resisted before, have I? But I have always been a coward, haven't I? There is nothing strange about it, because I have had enough. I am an orphan, without any support, and I thought that if I just endured it, it would pass, after all, it was just some physical pain. However, recently these guys have become increasingly excessive; they not only want to beat me, but they want to kill me. I heard that these few have been getting close to some street thugs these days, preparing to join a gang called the Bully Club, like children playing house.

Kou Liudao: "Du Shoushou, you know that I dislike being deceived the most, and you also know the consequences of deceiving me"

Stop!

An Zheng stepped on the wounded thigh of Wang Meng, who was howling in pain, and leaned down, speaking in a calm tone: "When you hit me before, two of your punches struck my vital points. This knife does not count as you having repaid your debt to me, because those two punches could have killed me."

An Zheng sneered: "Your brother hit me twice in a vital area, while you struck me sixteen times and kicked me seven times. I still have some blood pooled inside me, and it hurts a lot. But rest assured, I won't target your vital areas; I don't want to kill you right now... at least not at this moment, because everything you two brothers have done to me over the years, I will slowly reclaim. For now, I will settle the score for today. Don't worry, you will definitely not die."

An Zheng sighed inwardly, finding the slow pace simply intolerable. However, it was fortunate that the blood in this body had resumed flowing, and the stability of his hands had improved significantly. What surprised him the most was that this seemingly frail body was not truly weak. In fact, the original owner of this body had been exercising daily to avoid being bullied. Yet... it was not a physical weakness, but a weakness of the heart; despite practicing continuously, he had never dared to fight back even once. In fact, the original owner of this body had been exercising daily to avoid being bullied. Yet... it was not a physical weakness, but a weakness of the heart; despite practicing continuously, he had never dared to fight back even once

How did Mr. Liu teach us in the past

An Zheng looked at Kou Liu's expression and continued with a smile: "If Mr. Liu does not believe it, you can come to my home to see for yourself. The wooden stakes, wooden dummies, and diagrams are all still there. I practice for two hours every day without interruption, regardless of whether it is windy or rainy"

An Zheng sighed inwardly, ultimately not dead; this body was somewhat lacking, but it would have to do. During the time when his body was stiff, he replayed the brief life of this child in his mind like a movie.

Kou Liu opened his mouth, but found that he did not know what to say at all. The look in An Zheng's eyes contained something that frightened him

He suddenly drew the dagger, and Wang Meng immediately shouted. Just as the shout began, with a soft thud, An Zheng inserted the dagger back in. The dagger accurately pierced the previous wound, not deviating by even a fraction. The blade perfectly matched the wound, as if it had returned to its sheath. Even the best physician would be unable to detect that this area had been stabbed twice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in his hand was thrust out.

An Zheng naturally said: "Mr. Liu mentioned in class that there is no shortcut to being quick; it only comes from persistent training. After I go home, I practice for more than two hours every day. At first, I focused on drawing and sheathing my sword, then I practiced thrusting at a wooden stake, and later at the acupuncture points of a wooden dummy. Mr. Liu also talked about the distribution of those acupuncture points, and I made a diagram to mark them when I got home. However, I no longer need that diagram, as they are all in my mind."

Twenty-three cuts, took about two seconds

When Kou Liu asked this question, he did not notice that his voice was somewhat trembling. Under normal circumstances, the kind of strength displayed by An Zheng would not be considered anything remarkable in Kou Liu's eyes, but he was An Zheng, not someone else. Two seconds and twenty-three strikes; even a newly awakened practitioner would scoff at that. Let alone awakened practitioners, even those who cannot cultivate and resort to physical techniques would find it no difficult task to strike sixty times in one second after reaching the first level.

He turned his head to look at Gaudi, who was hiding to the side, his tone filled with disdain: "It is said that for this insignificant little gang to join the ranks, it is not easy. The first thing they must do is kill someone. These few want to kill but lack the courage to go outside, so they can only use me to practice their courage... Since that is the case, why should I endure any longer? If I endure any longer, I will truly die."

How did you ... ... do it!

How could he still be standing here in good condition after being killed?

He paused for a moment and then said: "That's right, this is what I said. However, I did not see them bullying you; I only saw you take action."

An Zheng's eyelids flipped upwards. Although he was looking up at the tall Kou Liu, there was not a trace of admiration in his gaze. That kind of look even carried a hint of disdain.

Kou Liu is very tall, at least 1.9 meters, and his muscular build makes him look as strong as a human bear. Although he is not the fiercest among the Nine Great Bandits, he is the most ruthless. Seven or eight out of ten of the schemes devised by the Nine Great Bandits originate from his mind. Moreover, this person has a keen interest in studying the human body; it is said that he once perfectly skinned an enemy with six hundred sixty-six cuts and then perfectly removed all the bones with another six hundred sixty-six cuts.

An Zheng

This name is not too common, so let's use this name from now on

Mr. Liu's teachings are excellent

Wang Meng was stabbed in the thigh with a deep wound; the thrust was fierce and casual, yet it precisely avoided the artery. However, the blood in this body had already ceased to flow, so the hand trembled slightly, lacking stability

As Gao Di was about to turn around and sneak away, he heard An Zheng's voice behind him, speaking each word clearly: "Want to leave? Have you repaid what you owe me?"

He looked at Kou Liu and said: "I am an orphan, I have no one to rely on, I have been living a life of survival, I have always been weak and easily bullied, and that is because it is a way to survive. It is precisely because I do not want to die... Now it is the same, I do not want to die, so I can only resist. Since I am to resist, it must be a thorough resistance. From today onwards, whatever anyone does to me, I will return it double. To those who show me kindness, I will repay them double. To those who show me malice, I will repay them double." From today onwards, whatever anyone does to me, I will return it double. To those who show me kindness, I will repay them double. To those who show me malice, I will repay them double.

Wang Zhuang swallowed hard and said: "No... no need, he... he is fine. Today's incident is my fault. An Zheng, you should put down the dagger first. We used to just be joking around."

Wang Meng's face turned as white as paper, and after a single shout, he fainted in fright. Who would have thought that this usually fierce and overbearing individual would actually be scared into unconsciousness by An Zheng

Kou Liu said incredulously: "But you previously ... ... "

After saying this, An Zheng slowly walked up to the trembling Wang Zhuang and cheerfully asked, "Your brother has been stabbed by me twice and is now unconscious. As his younger brother, shouldn't you seek revenge for him?"

An Zheng lowered his head to look at the blood on his hands, then glanced at Wang Meng, who was lying on the ground and wailing. His mind was still somewhat painful and hazy, everything felt a bit illusory. The owner of this body was already dead, a pathetic child who evoked no sympathy even in death. And he had been reborn into this child's body, what a mockery it was. Proud as he was, he found himself reborn into such a weak shell.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by An Zheng

An Zheng was somewhat satisfied, but the opponent, Kou Liu, was already stunned.

Approximately two seconds, twenty-three strokes

Forget it

Such a swift and precise strike. Is this really that weak and detestable An Zheng? This young man appears more like a young beast; although he is still far from being powerful, the inherent coldness within him is already fully manifested. Kou Liu feels that the An Zheng before him is unfamiliar, absolutely not the timid orphan he once knew.

Kou Liu's expression was somewhat unpleasant. As the most useless student in this classroom, he was infuriated that An Zheng completely disregarded his previous orders. In the past, An Zheng had been submissive and humble in front of him, not even daring to speak loudly. But now, An Zheng didn't even glance at him. After shouting, Kou Liu angrily said: "Have you gained some ability? How dare you not listen to my words?"

If it were someone else, they would also be shocked, but Kou Liu's shock is even greater. Because he is familiar with the human body, he sees it particularly clearly. An Zheng's twenty-three stabs are incredibly swift, and they appear to be random thrusts, yet all twenty-three stabs avoided the vital points. Therefore, it seems that this pitiful Wang Zhuang, if treated in time, would not die at all.