"You know some kung fu?" This question immediately piqued everyone's interest, and they turned around to ask.
"Mm." The young man nodded.
"How about breaking a rock with your bare hands?" someone said.
"Sure, but you'll need two steamed buns," the young man said.
"No problem." The man nodded.
The young man walked to the street corner, bent down, clenched his fist, and with a crisp sound, a stone on the ground shattered into pieces.
"Wow, that's really amazing!" This scene shocked everyone, and they started clapping in no time.
"What else can you do?" At another table, a young man who was feeding his dog looked him over for a while and asked.
"I can crack steel plates with my bare hands and break large rocks with my chest," the young man said.
"Have you practiced hard qigong?" the young master asked.
"I've practiced." The young man nodded.
"Swoosh." The young master pulled out a short knife and threw it at the feet of the other man.
"Use this knife to stab your own throat. If nothing happens, breakfast is on me!" These words shocked everyone, and they all turned their heads. When they saw the young master's face clearly, they quickly lowered their heads.
Duncan, son of the Deng family, one of the three most prestigious families in China.
Who dares to provoke them?
I originally wanted to say a few kind words, but everyone was afraid of getting into trouble and didn't dare to say a word.
A dagger to the throat—this is no joke.
If you're not careful, it could pierce your throat and kill you.
Even some Qigong masters wouldn't dare to try it lightly.
Duncan stabbed him in the throat, clearly looking for trouble!
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