So he tentatively called out, "Please, divine beings, grant me divine power!"
But after a long time, nothing unusual happened, which disappointed him and made him angry at being played. But the next moment, his brain was swept by a storm, and the intense pain made him unable to stand up.
"Ahhh!"
This painful satisfaction lasted for three minutes before subsiding like a tide, but Wang Cheng then laughed maniacally: "Your Majesty, just you wait! I am destined to be the chosen one! Everything you took from me, I will take back!"
"Sigh, another one has gone mad!"
The cleaning lady looked at Wang Cheng, who was laughing and talking nonsense, and sighed before picking up her broom and sweeping the hallway.
"What are you yelling about, you brat!"
A few thugs surrounded them. One of them, with dyed yellow hair, said in a cocky tone while smoking a cigarette, "You said you wanted to trample our boss under your feet? You've got some nerve. Looks like you won't learn your lesson until we teach you a lesson. We'll show you that money can't buy you anything!"
"Yeah?"
If Wang Cheng had encountered this situation before, he would have panicked. But if he lost now, he would be letting down the secret manual in his mind!
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Chapter 289: What can you do with money?
"They're really courting death!"
Huang Mao gave a signal, and a tall, fat man standing behind Wang Cheng stepped forward, lifted him up, and restricted his resistance.
Yellow Hair raised his fist, waved it in the air, spat the cigarette from his mouth onto the ground, and said viciously, "I've been wanting to teach you a lesson for a long time, and today I'm going to teach you a good lesson!"
"Give it a try!"
Wang Cheng spoke calmly and slowly, which made Huang Mao even angrier when he saw his disdainful look. He suddenly threw a punch!
Although Huang Mao wasn't very tall, he had worked out a lot and had developed a muscular physique. He threw a punch with all his might at Wang Cheng's face. If it hit, losing a few teeth would be considered lucky.
"Mule kicks!"
With his body supported, Wang Cheng took a deep breath, used his waist to lift his legs, and with a burst of power in his toes, kicked out, striking the blond-haired man in the chest, sending him flying several meters before he fell to the ground howling in pain.
"You actually dared to fight back!"
Seeing that Wang Cheng dared to resist, the other person quickly picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it down on his face.
Without even glancing at him, Wang Cheng moved with the agility and grace of a cat, as if his body were boneless, breaking free from the fat man's embrace behind him. At the same time, he swiftly stepped behind the fat man, striking him on the back with his right hand, causing him to lose his balance and fall forward.
"Ahhh!"
With a slight tremor in the ground, the fat man slammed his companion to the ground. The heavy force caused the guy beneath him to groan, roll his eyes, and pass out.
"Cat turns, cat lands, snake steps, scorpion palm! The martial arts recorded in this Martial God Manual are truly amazing. This is only a part of it; there are many more powerful martial arts waiting for me to discover. What will it be like then, King? Just wait!"
What Wang Cheng obtained was the Martial God Manual. Each martial art would be directly infused into his brain, allowing him to use it in its basic form. However, whether he could unleash its full power depended on the individual!
Wang Cheng lightly leaped down, pressing the fat man who was trying to get up back down, waking him up in pain. He then slowly walked down to the blond-haired man, squatted down, and said softly, "I remember your parents worked at my dad's company, right? I never thought they would work so hard to earn money while you were here being a thug, hanging around in the underworld. Do you think that's cool?"
"This is my business, even my parents can't control it, so what right do you have to interfere!"
Huang Mao was quite tough; he wouldn't back down even now, staring wide-eyed at Wang Cheng.
"Ha~ Interesting! You're just like a gangster right now!"
Wang Cheng smiled and clapped for Huang Mao, but his expression suddenly changed, turning sinister. He leaned down and whispered in Huang Mao's ear, "He said you still have a mortgage to pay, right? What would happen if your parents suddenly lost their jobs and you lost your source of income?"
"You dare!"
Huang Mao roared, but Wang Cheng pressed him to the ground with one hand, his chest heaving, but he was helpless.
For the first time, Huang Mao panicked. He was just jealous of Wang Cheng's constant flaunting of wealth and wanted to teach him a lesson, but he never expected to be beaten so badly.
The thought of his parents losing their jobs and their source of income, leaving him with no pocket money, and even the possibility of being evicted and homeless because he couldn't afford the mortgage payments, was unbearable for him. So he gave in.
"According to the rules of the underworld, one should not harm one's family! What you're doing is utterly shameless!"
Snap!
A bright red handprint appeared on Huang Mao's face. Wang Cheng looked at Huang Mao, his sinister laughter echoing in his ears: "If I didn't know martial arts, I would have been beaten to the point of vomiting blood and humiliated in every way by you today. Now you're talking to me about the rules of the martial world? Are you an idiot?"
"you!"
Huang Mao wanted to say something, but he was so frightened by Wang Cheng's fierce gaze that he choked back his words. He only heard Wang Cheng continue, "Wake up! Do you think this is the martial arts world in novels, or the brotherhood and loyalty in gangster movies? Do you think you're so great just because you dress like a thug, know a few lines, and extort a few elementary school kids? Don't think that just because you always gather a bunch of rabble, you're part of the underworld. Don't think that just because you have a few guys and you can bully the weak, you're a gang leader."
Each word pierced the heart of the blond-haired man, stripping away his glamorous facade to reveal his cowardly nature.
Wang Cheng looked at the terrified blond-haired man, smiled, and continued, "This is a society governed by law. Everything depends on the law. If you understand the law, you can use its loopholes to punish most people! The superior use their brains, the inferior use their fists. Today you failed in your attempt to use force, so you have to bear the consequences. Just wait for the news that your parents will be fired. And no matter if you complain to the police or the school, it won't do you any good, because you were the one who started it. With your bad reputation at school, do you think they will believe you or me? By the way..."
Wang Cheng's mocking smile was etched into Huang Mao's eyes as he uttered a sentence Huang Mao would never forget: "Sorry, money really can buy anything!"
Wang Cheng stood up and made a phone call to Huang Mao. The call was simple: to fire Huang Mao's parents. Wang Cheng's father was taken aback at first, but did not refuse his son's request. After all, they were just two low-level employees, and even if they left, it would not have any impact on the company.
"From now on, you should try to be a good child, because you're about to experience despair!"
Wang Cheng hung up the phone, waved to the people behind him, leaving only a dashing silhouette.
"Boss, let's go first!"
The others were terrified by what they saw. They quickly said a few words and left. After all, they only joined because they thought being a gangster was cool. If it would harm their own interests, the fact that the blond guy had ended up like this scared them half to death. They didn't want to continue hanging out with him at all!
As for the so-called brotherhood, it's just empty talk. Only a fool would take it seriously!