[High martial arts in the Republic of China + system panel + pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger + violent aesthetics + cool writing]
During the troubled times of the Republic of China, He Jingshan was a low-level rickshaw driver in Sijiu City who bowed his head for a few coins.
Warlords are rampant, gangs are domineering, and foreigners regard human life as nothing.
In this world where even having a full meal is a luxury, He Jingshan silently pulled up the rickshaw and accidentally activated the [Daily Behavior Settlement System].
"Ding! I pulled the cart for 40 kilometers today, exceeding the limits of the human body. I got: [Iron Cloth Shirt] after settlement!"
"Ding! Carrying a special passenger triggers a critical hit, and you will get: [Bagua Dark Strength] after settlement!"
During the day, he is a low-level coolie who works hard for two cents a car;
At night, he transformed into the Dark Night Shura, which frightened the black and white groups in the entire Forty-Nine City.
Are you deducting my share of the money?
I'll sink your entire gang into the moat in the middle of the night.
You kicked over my sister-in-law's hot pot?
I will crush the iron sand palm that you are proud of.
Until that day.
The top martial arts envoys from the eight countries set up an arena, killed several great masters from China, arrogantly claimed that there are no men in China, and even attempted to burn a martial arts plaque representing a century-old heritage.
The whole city was in despair, and one hundred thousand warlords dared not make a sound.
In the wind and snow, a dilapidated rickshaw parked silently under the ring.
He Jingshan took off his sweat-stained tattered mantle, revealing a ferocious ghost's back that was made of fine steel.
While he wrapped his fists tightly with the dirty sweat towel around his neck, he calmly looked at the arrogant master in the world on the stage:
"I'm in a hurry to pull off the next job. You guys... Come on together."
There are no gorgeous moves, only the most extreme physical violence!
With the body of a market person, one person guards a city;
With one punch, the gate of heaven opens wide!
An exaggerated but very enjoyable violent novel