C1170 Kneeling honestly
"Pa Pa Pa!"
Zhang Xing facepalmed Manager Wu, but did not use any strength.
"That's right, I hit you. Do you have any objections?"
"Lie down ?" "Sh * t!"
Manager Wu wiped his nose and looked at his hands. They were covered in blood.
"Brat, you're courting death!"
Gritting her teeth, her anger reached its peak as she raised her hand to once again slap Zhang Xing.
"Pah!"
Manager Wu felt his vision blur. His hand stopped three inches away from Zhang Xing's face, but he was unable to move it in the slightest.
A droning sound filled his head as his body swayed and his legs gave way.
He fell to his knees with a thump.
Uh!
What kind of rhythm was this?
Why did Manager Wu kneel to Zhang Xing?
Could it be that Manager Wu was slapped again?
Everyone was confused.
After two breaths of time, Manager Wu could see things clearly.
But he realized that he was kneeling on the ground while Zhang Xing was looking down at him.
His head was filled with rage, and he didn't even bother to think about the reason behind it.
He struggled to stand up.
But Zhang Xing raised his right hand and gently placed it on top of his head.
Boom!
His straight back bent again.
He felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe.
Not to mention standing up.
He gritted his teeth as his face turned red, but he could not muster up any strength.
The battle qi within his body was suppressed and shrunk within his dantian, preventing him from moving it in the slightest.
His heart skipped a beat.
Manager Wu seemed to have thought of something.
No! This was impossible! He would not have such a high cultivation base.
How could a teenager from Supreme Realm become the lowest level disciple in a service room?
Even the worst of them were the outer court disciples of the official disciples.
He did not believe that Zhang Xing had a backer, he just did not believe that he did not have a backer.
Besides, who would come to this crappy place to train anyway?
There is another possibility ?
"Zhang Xing, let go of me, and beat up my senior brother, cripple your cultivation, and chase you out of the sect."
"No one can save you now!"
Manager Wu felt that Zhang Xing must have offended someone, otherwise he would not have been sent here.
Thus, he had confidence.
"Letting go is impossible. Just kneel here."
"I did not want to make things difficult for you, and you are not worthy either."
"However, you have made things difficult for me time and time again. That cannot be forgiven."
"Kowtow three times. Apologize to me in public. Forget about it."
"If you think you're tough enough, then kneel to the point of death!"
Zhang Xing's tone was flat, but when Manager Wu and the other disciples heard it, all of their hairs stood on end, and they felt a chill down their spines.
Kneel to death ? It was hard to imagine.
"Zhang Xing, let go of Senior Brother Wu!"
"Zhang Xing, do you want to die?"
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The crowd clamored, but no one dared to take even half a step forward.
"Impatience!"
Zhang Xing looked over coldly, and the place suddenly quieted down.
"Why are you all not going to cook? What are you all waiting for?"
The kitchen boys were scolded by Zhang Xing, they kept their heads down, not daring to look at him directly. A few cowards quickly tried to take advantage of him.
"Aiya! The rice is going to turn sticky! "
"This is bad!" The bean curd soup forgot to add salt! "
As he spoke, he turned and ran back into the house.
The remaining people were also scared off by Zhang Xing's viciousness and scattered, each of them starting to busy themselves with their work.
In reality, they were relying on their numbers to blindly stir up trouble.
Once their imposing manner could not suppress the opponent, then, it would be the time for them to admit defeat.
Of course, if the Manager Wu did not fall, they would not submit.2
Now that the Manager Wu was kneeling down to them, they too were terrified.
"Zhang Xing, I want to sue you at the manager's place!"
"I ?"
Pow!
Zhang Xing slapped his head, "Shut up, kneel!"
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