《Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class》Chapter 11: Grandpa Ma's Kick
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Qin Chuan's apartment was located in a rather remote area.
He'd be home after passing through two streets and a bridge.
Many homeless people lived near the bridge.
They mainly picked up rags and would heap the trash they collected into piles.
There were piles of trash left and right. The bridge had become a waste recycling station.
Since there was a lot of junk, it was always smelly. People always had to cover their noses to pass the bridge.
Along the way, Qin Chuan had been thinking so much about his great cause of cultivation that he didn't even realize that he had arrived at the bridge.
But when he arrived, a group of people suddenly ran to him from behind.
They held steel pipes and surrounded Qin Chuan.
A blond man limped behind them.
When he saw strangely dressed hooligans, Qin Chuan was dumbfounded.
The bald man walked forward and shouted, "Was it you who injured my younger brother?"
With this question, Qin Chuan was even more dumbfounded.
At this moment, the blond man arrived.
Gasping for breath, he glared at Qin Chuan. "Rascal, do you still remember me?!"
Qin Chuan nodded. "Somewhat."
"That's good!" The man pointed at the cast on his body. "Tell me, how are you going to compensate me for all my injuries?"
Qin Chuan was speechless, "What do your injuries have to do with me?"
He really did not understand what the other party wanted to say.
The blond man was furious.
Just as he was about to start cursing, he was pushed aside by the bald man.
"What bullsh*t. What a hassle!"
The bald man stared at Qin Chuan and said, "You injured my younger brother. The medical fees are 10,000 yuan. You think about what you want to do."
Qin Chuan's face darkened, "I understand now. You guys are here to extort money from me."
The bald man smiled and said, "What do you mean? We're just stating facts.
"You injured my brother, and I was the one who paid for his medical fees. Shouldn't I be asking you for the money?"
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Qin Chuan replied coldly, "But I didn't injure your little brother. He must have fallen by himself."
The blond man immediately shouted, "Bullsh*t! You were the one who hit me. There were so many people in the restaurant yesterday. They all saw it. Don't try to deny it."
Qin Chuan thought back to the incident. Yesterday, he really didn't make a move. He had just pushed him gently.
Perhaps the average person's body was more fragile than he had initially thought.
Still, he could not be blamed. The other party had made the first move.
Qin Chuan thought it was already good enough that he wasn't killed.
Qin Chuan couldn't be bothered with them.
They were all hooligans. They just wanted his money, and to be honest, he really had no money.
The bald man couldn't wait any longer.
He gave Qin Chuan an ultimatum. "Rascal, you have ten seconds to think.
"Think about it carefully. Are you going to pay the medical fees or not?"
Qin Chuan didn't think and replied right away, "I have no money."
The bald man said, "So you won't pay up!"
Qin Chuan smiled, "Please, it has absolutely nothing to do with me."
"Good, very good!" Ruthlessness flashed across the bald man's eyes.
He snapped his fingers. "Teach him a lesson!"
His lackeys immediately raised their steel pipes and were about to hit Qin Chuan.
All of a sudden, a stern shout came from nearby.
"Stop!"
The speaker was a middle-aged man holding a white poodle on a leash.
The middle-aged man walked over.
Qin Chuan faltered.
He knew this person. He was one of the students in his cultivation class. His name was Ma Dong.
Although he looked middle-aged, he was actually already 75 years old.
"Sect Master, I didn't expect to meet you here." Ma Dong respectfully greeted Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan smiled. "Grandpa Ma, it's already so late. Why are you still outside!"
Ma Dong pointed at the poodle. "I came out to walk the dog!"
With that, he lowered his head and said to the poodle, "Xiao Bai, this is the Sect Master. Greet him!"
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Upon receiving the command, Xiao Bai immediately stood up, put its front legs together, and bowed to Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan laughed and petted Xiao Bai's head.
The two of them had completely ignored the bald man and his underlings.
The bald man and his lackeys looked bewildered.
"Big brother, they…" An underling whispered.
The bald man rubbed his bald head and glared at Qin Chuan and Ma Dong.
"The two of you are looking down on me, huh…" The bald man roared.
Ma Dong stared at the bald man and shouted, "What do you want?"
The bald man said coldly, "You want to stand up for him?"
Ma Dong was not afraid. He stood straight and said, "Let me tell you, we live by the law. If you want to mess around, I will call the police."
"Call the police?" The bald man did not think much of it. His eyes were cold. "I dare you to call the police, then. Let's see what comes faster, the police or my fist. "
With this threat, Ma Dong became a little frightened.
At his feet, Xiao Bai barked loudly at the bald man.
The man was enraged.
He raised his leg and kicked the dog.
Ma Dong did not react in time.
His poodle shrieked and laid on the ground, whimpering. The sight of it was heartbreaking.
Ma Dong squatted down, picked up Xiao Bai, and rubbed its body gently.
Ma Dong was an old man living alone. He and Xiao Bai kept each other company.
Xiao Bai was his family.
Ma Dong was furious. His eyes were red. He looked like he wanted to eat someone. He looked terrifying.
The bald man laughed loudly and mocked him. "Don't tell me there are really people who treat dogs as their own children!"
"Shut up!" Ma Dong stood up and roared.
The bald man burst into laughter. "What? You want revenge? Come and beat me up then!"
Ma Dong was ablaze with anger. His eyes looked murderous as he shouted, "I'll kill you."
Ma Dong lifted his leg and kicked the bald man in the stomach.
The smile on the bald man's face abruptly disappeared, replaced by one of extreme agony.
He felt as if he had been charged by a bull, and his entire skeleton was about to fall apart.
Bang!
The bald man landed hard on the ground five meters away, and fresh blood spurted from his mouth. He fell unconscious.
All his underlings were dumbfounded.
Ma Dong was also stunned.
Everyone was silent.
Ma Dong was scared out of his wits. He had no idea that his kick was so powerful.
"Sect… Sect Master, I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't expect to hurt him like that." Ma Dong panicked. He didn't know what he should do.
Qin Chuan patted Ma Dong's shoulder and said, "Grandpa Ma, head home first. I'll take care of things here."
"I can't do that to you. I kicked him. How can I let you take the blame?"
Although Ma Dong was flustered, he did not lose his rationality.
Qin Chuan smiled, "Grandpa Ma, don't worry about it!
"The most important thing for you to do now is to get Xiao Bai treatment. Leave things here to me! "
Xiao Bai wasn't doing too well.
"I… I…" As he looked at Xiao Bai whimpering in his arms, Ma Dong found it hard to make a decision.
Qin Chuan chose to help Ma Dong mainly because this incident had started because of him.
He also knew why the bald man was in such a state.
Ma Dong was part of the first batch of students in the cultivation training class. He was an Earth Spirit Root and had drawn Qi into his body on the first day.
Drawing Qi into his body meant that he was already a cultivator.
Although he was only in the first class of Qi Refinement, he could easily kill an ordinary person instantly.
After Ma Dong left, Qin Chuan took a look at the bald man. He was still breathing, and he wouldn't die.
Not long after, the ambulance and police cars arrived.
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