[No time travel + no rebirth + no system + genius + arena] [kendo + humor + not brainless]
I live in the underworld of a young boss. My main job is kicking people, my side job is killing people, and I occasionally make a guest appearance as a noble son.
As for the security of the underworld, which once again ranks first in Qingcheng, Shaodong Anhe believes that he has contributed a lot to it.
Because the door he kicked open every day can be spread from the street to the end of the alley.
"Bingtang"? "Human trafficker"? "Bending the law for personal gain"?
The young master smiled and said, "Come and say goodbye to your door!"
From the gambling shop owner to the emperor of the capital, no one could tell whether this young man was faster with his sword or his kicking down the door.
No, maybe a cat can tell.
"I should have been faster when I kicked the door of the Saint's room yesterday," Mo Tuan complained, licking his paws: "It was so slow that I couldn't see anything at all."
