Seeing the changes in the skill bar, Lin Yuansheng grinned, revealing a genuine smile of satisfaction. Chapter 5 Adding Points (Part 2) Adachi Ward. "Let me go! Let me go! Do you know who I am? How dare you do this to me!" The boy with dyed yellow hair and poor appearance was taken to the noisy box. If Lin Yuansheng saw him, he would recognize him immediately. This yellow-haired bad boy was the original body's nightmare, the bully who forced him to jump off the building and commit suicide - Morita Shigehei. Just at this moment, Shigehei Morita no longer has the arrogance and domineering attitude of the past, and appears to be powerful but weak. In the box, there were several shirtless young men standing. Each of them had tattoos and various piercings on their faces, which simply had the words "I am not a good person" written on their faces. When he saw these people, Shigehei Morita's legs and feet trembled.
He recognized these people, the biker gang that ran rampant in Adachi Ward. A bad boy like Morita Shigehei who bullies others in school is nothing in front of these real young people in society. "Brother Hui!" He called out affectionately. "Hi! I was wondering who it was, but it turned out to be you. Brother Hui, if you want to find me, why bother? I'll come right away if you give me a call!" "Nothing is more important than your call!" Bad boys have always been synonymous with bullying the weak and fearing the strong. For Shigehei Morita, it would be a great thing if he could have an intersection with the biker gang. He is a short-sighted person who never thinks about the bad future and dreams of joining a larger violent group. "Don't get too close to me!" The young man called 'Brother Hui' coldly slapped his hand away, pulled out a sharp knife from his waist, nailed it on the table, and looked at Morita Shigehei with a cruel sneer. "You're quite a gutsy boy!" "You dare to refuse my money?" Shigehei Morita stared at the sharp knife, his face pale and his voice trembling. "Brother Hui, what are you talking about? I, I don't understand..." "Don't understand? OK!" Brother Hui grabbed his thick yellow hair and pressed him down on the table as he howled. Several other people came forward and pinned Morita Shigehei's struggling left hand to the table. Brother Hui pulled out a sharp knife and swung it in circles on his palm. "The gambling hall in the South District is under my control, don't you know? I don't care about the money you lose, but you run away after losing. Don't you think highly of me?" As he spoke, he pressed the sharp knife down slightly, pressing it against the edge of Morita Shigehei's thumb.
The knife was extremely sharp, and blood flowed out with just one impact. "what!!!" Shigehei Morita howled miserably like a slaughtered pig. He had always been a bully in school, and had never been frightened like this before. His face was covered with tears and snot. "I'm still here! I'm still here! I'm still here!" he screamed. Brother Hui smiled with satisfaction, put away the sharp knife, patted his face, took out a page of contract paper, and forced Morita Shigehei to press his fingerprints on it. "Five hundred thousand?!" Shigehei Morita held the contract with his eyes fixed. After a long time, he turned his head stupidly and forced a flattering smile: "Brother Hui, is the number written wrong? I clearly only owe less than 50,000 yen. This, this..." "korrl!" The henchman next to Brother Hui roared ferociously. "Do you think that paying off the principal is enough? Don't we have to calculate the interest on the principal and the lost wages?!" Morita Shigehei immediately fell silent. "You'll be given three days to raise the money." Brother Hui said nonchalantly, "If you pay it back within three days, our debt will be written off. If you exceed three days, you'll have to pay more than half a million." "Of course, you can also use something of equivalent value to pay off your debt." Brother Hui smiled for no apparent reason. "I accept everything, organs, blood or beautiful girls..." "Of course, you can also choose to call the police or run away, but don't let us catch you, otherwise, hehe!" Watching Morita Shigehei leave in a daze, Brother Hui sneered and turned around to talk about business with his companions. "Hasn't Junpei been found yet?" "No! We asked around among his connections, and no one has seen him!" Brother Hui looked extremely serious. Junpei is his henchman and a core member of the gang. However, a few days ago, Junpei suddenly said excitedly that he had found an excellent racing route and planned to develop it first. If it can be developed, it will become another racing mecca for bikers. Then, he disappeared without a trace. "It seems that last year, Naoto Yazu disappeared in the same way..." In the room filled with a rather depressing atmosphere, someone suddenly spoke. Everyone first recalled, then took a breath.
Brother Hui couldn't help but recall what happened last year. Members of the motorcycle gang also disappeared mysteriously, and their bodies were found more than a month later. But what was strange was that the autopsy report indicated that the time of death was at least more than three months. This incident also became a long-lasting shadow in the hearts of the motorcycle gang. Brother Hui bit his nails and stared at the table in silence. After a long time, he spoke in a low voice. "Don't investigate Junpei's matter any further..." As the leader of a motorcycle gang, he had a keener sense of smell than his other gang members, and he sensed something strange in these two similar incidents. This is not something he can get involved in. ... ... "Help me, aren't we good brothers?" "Even if you say so, who can just take out 500,000 yuan?" "Yes, we are all students. If I have the ability, I will definitely help you!" "I also wanted to steal my parents' money, but they no longer cared about me..." Shigehei Morita smoked his cigarette irritably and helplessly, examining everyone who passed by him with fierce eyes, as if he could force 500,000 yen out of them in this way. His bad friends were of no use at all at this critical moment. As for blackmailing classmates, This is five hundred thousand, not a few thousand yen, if you are not careful, there might be big problems! "Grass!" He grabbed his yellow hair hard. "Oh, right." Someone suddenly suggested, "Morita, do you still remember Lin Yuansheng?" Morita Shigehei certainly remembered the coward who jumped off the building after being bullied by him twice. He did not feel any guilt for forcing Lin Yuansheng to death. Instead, he felt secretly proud of it. But this guy is not someone who can come up with 500,000 yen... "It's not him, it's his sister!" The proposer is Kento Matsushiro, a student who wears flat-frame glasses and looks honest. In fact, he is the darkest and most cruel person in this small group. In many cases of bullying, he was the one who came up with the idea. "What do you mean?" Shigehei Morita also recalled what happened yesterday, when he and his brother were forced by the Dean of Academic Affairs to apologize to that woman. "Don't you think that Lin Yuansheng has a very nice sister?" Matsushiro Kento laughed, "I heard that he and his sister depend on each other for life, and his sister treats him like a treasure." "Aren't we good friends with Lin Yuansheng? Good friends should help each other."
"Since she cares about her brother, it shouldn't be a problem for her to make a little sacrifice for her brother's best friend, right?" Kento Matsushiro pushed his glasses down, his smile cold and lewd. Everyone was stunned and at a loss. Although they also bullied people, they had not yet gone to the extent of forcing women of good quality into prostitution. On the contrary, Morita Shigehei had no other way out, so he threw down his cigarette butt and made up his mind. "Just do it!" ... ... ‘Wow’ Lin Yuansheng sank his body into the bathtub and breathed a sigh of satisfaction. Until now, he could still feel the soreness spreading throughout his body. This body had never been exercised before and had not yet adapted to the sudden high-intensity exercise. Even in the Tiandao Liu Dojo, when he wanted to continue, he was dissuaded by Tiandao Qian. His body was so sore and tired that he couldn't continue moving, so he went home early. At that time, Sister Zao Zhi had not yet finished get off work. "Add some more..." He stared into space, the panel floating before his eyes. It was certainly gratifying to confirm the hypothesis, but he did not increase his skill points on the spot. If there were any special effects in this process, it would be really difficult to explain. Now is the best time. Sister Zaozhi hasn't come back yet, and I'm alone at home. Even if there are any problems, I can discover and solve them in advance. After concentrating his thoughts, Lin Yuansheng's eyes fell on the skill bar. When he focused his attention, an upward arrow icon appeared behind the skill bar. "promote!" He pressed down on the arrow with his mind. 'Role: Lin Yuansheng' 'Skills: Undiscriminate Combat Heavenly Path Style - Swordsmanship (Level 0) → Undiscriminate Combat Heavenly Path Style - Swordsmanship Level 1' 'Free attribute points: 1→0' Lin Yuansheng suddenly groaned, and his arms involuntarily grabbed the sides of the bathtub. His body was undergoing a drastic change, and his thin body was clearly showing muscle lines. Blood oozed out from the swollen pores of his skin, rippling in the water. Lin Yuansheng had no time to pay attention to the changes in his body. He just felt a severe swelling and pain in his brain, like a headache after a hangover, as if it was about to split open, and countless unfamiliar memories rushed through his mind. These memories,
These memories are actually practical experiences, and the protagonist in the memories is himself. It was as if he suddenly had a lot of past experience of practicing Tiandao swordsmanship! This change lasted for a full ten minutes before it finally stopped. "call!"