Chapter 538 - Less Hair, More Strength (1/2)

Chapter 538 Less Hair, More Strength

Roland had been looking for the unique energy for more than a year.

He had searched temples and other people’s ancestral halls, but he found nothing.

Little did he expect that he would see it here.

But it was weird that this energy was stuck to someone’s scalp.

Also, the old man was bald and greasy.

Roland had enough respect for old men. He knew that everybody would have greasy skin when they were old.

But the problem was that the energy he wanted to “eat” was hanging on someone else’s greasy scalp.

He could hardly open his mouth and take it.

Roland could hold himself back if the target were a young, beautiful girl.

But he would rather pa.s.s on a greasy old man.

Roland didn’t conceal his complicated expression, and the old man became rather angry when he found that Roland was gazing at his scalp in a weird way.

Most bald people were very sensitive when other people looked at their head, and this old man wasn’t an exception.

“Young man, I asked you if you’re Jin Wenwen’s family. Why are you staring at my head?”

Roland smiled apologetically and said, “I didn’t mean to. Sorry. Also, neither of us is Jin Wenwen’s family. We’re her acquaintances at best.”

The old man, who had a round and chubby face, seemed even unhappier after hearing that. “Then do you know her family, or have her family’s number?”

Both Roland and Qi Shaoqiu shook their heads.

“Maybe they’re lying to us,” said the young man behind coldly. “Maybe they dare not admit it because they know that the woman is a troublemaker.”

That was rather an outrageous remark.

Qi Shaoqiu was her ex-boyfriend. Leaning against the wall, he stared at the young man and said slowly, “I’m not sure if she’s a troublemaker, but I do know that her life is still in danger. n.o.body can be justified in beating a woman into such a condition, at least not in front of the police. If you were the ones who hurt her and you’ve come to the hospital to mock her, I’m starting to wonder if there’s anything wrong with your head.”

“You!”

The young man, who looked disobedient, pointed at Qi Shaoqiu and was about to curse aloud.

The old man stopped him, which left him rather b.u.mmed.

The old man looked at Qi Shaoqiu. “Young man, my son is a bit reckless, please don’t feel offended. No matter how you are related to the patient, please help us contact her family and we’ll talk about compensation. I’m sure none of us wants to go to the police department for this.”

Qi Shaoqiu’s face gradually turned cold, and he changed from leaning against the wall to standing straight with his arms crossed. “Was she really hurt by you?”

“But it wasn’t our fault,” said the old man helplessly. “We were practicing our ancestral techniques at home, when she came to us arrogantly and even threw our ancestor’s painting to the ground. We only attacked her because we were outraged.”

Both Qi Shaoqiu and Roland were rendered speechless.

In the south of this country, many locals had the habit of establis.h.i.+ng a hall in their house to enshrine their ancestors. It was one of the local customs.

Yet, Jin Wenwen had barged in and thrown their ancestral paintings to the ground. Even the most lenient men couldn’t have tolerated that.

“I’m surprised that she wasn’t killed.” Qi Shaoqiu was rather shocked.

Then, he was greatly embarra.s.sed and leaned against the wall again, not daring to look at them anymore.

“Even though she was at fault, it was still wrong of us to hurt and almost kill her.” The old man seemed rather sensible. “She rode an electric bike away after she was. .h.i.t once. We failed to catch up with her. We thought that she was probably heavily wounded, so we came to the hospital hoping to find her.”

“She was so heavily wounded after suffering one hit?” Qi Shaoqiu eyed the old man up and down. “Did you practice the Iron Sand Fist, or the Eagle Claw Technique?”

At this moment, the young man stepped up and said, “My father didn’t do anything. I was the one who hit her. That girl learned some boxing and thought that all the traditional martial arts were no match for boxing and free combat. Fortunately, I practice the Eagle Claw Technique instead of the Iron Sand Fist, or she wouldn’t have had the chance to be sent to the ER at all.”

He was so tough?

Roland wasn’t entirely convinced.

However, subtly looking at the old man’s head, he decided that it might be true.

If one could make use of that energy, it wouldn’t be hard to kill someone with one punch.

Qi Shaoqiu slightly nodded at the old man and kept standing

Roland, on the other hand, stepped forward and asked, “Sir, what kind of arts do you practice?”

“The Iron Head Art. Do you have a problem with that?” The old man squinted at Roland.

He strongly disliked the man who had been gazing at his bald head the whole time.

The Iron Head Art?

Now, Roland vaguely realized why the energy would appear on the old man’s head. He said, “No, not at all. Just asking.”

The old man didn’t talk to them anymore, but the young man kept glancing between Roland and Qi Shaoqiu.