“A good thing.”

Ning Chun returned to school and lay on the table. A property panel appeared in front of him. The number of good things on it had become one. Obviously, it was Ning Chun who saved the fat Li Fei.

"Picking up garbage before was not included in good things. It was a real good thing to save Li Fei and beat members of the White Dragon Society away. So, is it actually a criterion for whether it is a good thing?"

Many thoughts flashed through Ning Chun's mind.

Ning Chun has to explore the "standard" of this good thing carefully.

"However, there is really something wrong with the shock fist, and my arm seems to hurt even more..."

Ning Chun raised his hand.

He could clearly feel that the bones and muscles in his arms seemed to have a slight pain, and it was even more severe than before. This was not a normal phenomenon, and it must be related to his technique of using the shock box.

"Brother Chun, are you okay?"

Li Fei, the little fat Li Fei frowned when he saw Ning Chun frowning and asked hurriedly.

Until now, Li Fei still doesn't believe it. Ning Chun drove away the three members of the White Dragon Society. You know, those three young people are members of the White Dragon Society, and most people dare not provoke them, let alone kill the three of them away.

"I'm fine, by the way, Xiaopang, what happened to Li Chong before?"

"Li Chong is my cousin. He knows how much money I have, but that bastard borrowed money from me before, but I didn't. Unexpectedly, he told the people from the Bailong Society. Damn Li Chong, see how I deal with him when I go back."

Li Fei gritted his teeth.

Since he was Li Fei's cousin, Ning Chun would not get involved. He just hoped to get off school early and then go to the Xiping Fighting Hall to ask Wu Damu about his faint pain in his arm.

If it is really a hidden danger of the Shake Fist, see if there is a solution.

...

In the hospital, the injured member of the White Dragon will be lying on the hospital bed.

"Damn Li Fei and that bastard, I must make him look good when he hurt me! Summon your brother immediately. That kid is very strong, but how many people can he beat? Summon your man, I must break the kid's legs!"

The injured White Dragon Association member said viciously.

He hated Ning Chun very much.

But the other two members of the White Dragon Society were a little hesitant. They thought that Ning Chun was red like a soldering iron before, and they couldn't help but shivered.

"Third brother, that kid is a bit weird. Otherwise, I'd better report this to the boss."

"Report to the boss? No, there is no need to do it at all. That kid has only one person. Could it be that we can't even handle one person? You go and gather people and find that kid today. You must break the kid's legs."

At this moment, the door of the ward opened.

A middle-aged man wearing a black leather jacket walked into.

"Boss."

"Big...Brother, why are you here?"

The three members of the White Dragon Society felt a little nervous, and they looked at the middle-aged man, and seemed a little scared.

"Last brother, Bailong is not suitable for you, you should study hard."

The middle-aged man said calmly in a hoarse voice.

"No, brother, I can make a fortune in the White Dragon! Besides, I am not a material for studying. Don't worry, brother, I can handle this matter well."

"No, you can't handle it!"

The middle-aged man came directly to the third brother. He reached out and grabbed the third brother's arm.

"It hurts, brother, it hurts..."

The middle-aged man's expression gradually became solemn.

"Haha, now I know it hurts? If it weren't for the opponent to stop, your arm would be ruined. From now on, you will be disabled."

"What? Disable... Disabled? Brother, have you read it wrong? My arm was just accidentally broken."

"Fracture? The opponent is using a secret fighting technique, which is a murderous technique! If you just have a fracture, you are already extremely lucky. It should be that the opponent did not want to kill. Otherwise, you will not be as simple as a fracture. In severe cases, you will be disabled or even die."

Hearing the word "death", the three members of the White Dragon Society couldn't help but shivered, showing a look of fear.

They just blocked Li Fei from collecting some money, but why did they lead to death?

The third brother still said in disbelief: "Brother, but that kid is just a high school student..."

"Where can a person who knows the secret skills of fighting be an ordinary person? Well, you don't have to worry about this matter. Moreover, this matter is a lesson for you. You should be able to realize now that Bailong will not be so easy to mess with, and that is gambled with his life. Be obedient and study hard after he is discharged from the hospital this time."

The third brother pondered for a long time, and seemed to be scared, and did not speak for a long time.

"Brother, what will you do about this matter?"

"Since I dare to hurt my brother, it would be even more interesting if it wasn't someone from the Black Wolf. Don't worry, I will vent my anger for you, let alone, how interesting a student who knows the secret skills of fighting is..."

A cruel and weird smile appeared between the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth, and then quickly left the ward.

The third brother showed a look of horror on his face.

He knew his elder brother very well. Whenever he showed such a cruel smile, it meant that his elder brother had murderous intentions.

His elder brother is going to kill someone!

Killing is so far away and terrible to the third brother. Even though he didn't know how many times he had thought about killing people in his mind, it was just an imagination.

"Maybe, I'm really not suitable for a gang..."

The third brother murmured in a low voice.

...

At dusk in the evening, Ning Chun had already arrived at the Xiping Fighting Hall.

Recently, the Xiping Fighting Hall has become increasingly sluggish. It seems that I only know that Wu Damu is selling the Fighting Hall. Therefore, the only seven or eight students left are basically not here. The entire Fighting Hall is empty and looks particularly deserted.

Ning Chun made great strides to the fighting hall and saw Wu Damu at the front desk at a glance.

Wu Damu looked weak and listless, and looked very decadent.

"Coach Oki."

"Ning Chun, you are here, just practice the shaking boxing several times as before."

Wu Damu waved his hand and asked Ning Chun to practice shaking fist.

But Ning Chun shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Coach Damu, I feel something is wrong with practicing Zhenquan, as if there is something wrong with Zhenquan. As I practice it, I actually feel a little pain in my muscles and even deep bones."

"The pain deep in the muscles and bones? This is a symptom of injury training, but unless it is over-practice, how can you practice injury? Wait, did you practice more when you go home?"

"No extra practice, I only practice in the fighting hall for two hours a day."

"Then you punch me first."

Wu Damu also became serious and was injured when he practiced. This is not a trivial matter, and the reason must be found.

So, Ning Chun took a deep breath and began to use the technique of shaking fist all over his body. Suddenly, his skin on his body turned red like a red soldering iron.

Ning Chun punched out without any restraint and attacked Wu Damu with all his strength.

"This is……"

When Wu Damu saw Ning Chun's whole body turned red, his eyes almost popped out, as if he couldn't believe it, and his face showed a look of shock!
Chapter completed!