98: Comparison of number of kills

Xu Jingzhe leaned against the wall alone, eyes closed, resting.

His appearance attracted too much attention.

The people in this squad were also quite interesting; it was still early, so they decided to mess with the newcomer; otherwise, just chatting and bullshitting would be boring.

One bald, muscular man stood up; the veins on his thick arms were bulging, and he was wearing a white undershirt, small leather pants, and had an earring in his ear, looking quite flamboyant.

"How many hits do you guys think it will take for Yang Guang to knock this kid down?"

"Probably one punch; this skinny dog doesn't look like much."

"I think two punches. Want to make a bet?"

"Sure, if I lose, I will accompany you tonight. If you lose, give me five five-year pollution cores."

...

"Hey, bro." Yang Guang walked up close.

Xu Jingzhe opened his eyes and looked at him, saying, "Something up?"

"Yeah, I'm here to pick a fight," Yang Guang said honestly. "You didn't hear what they were saying? You still have to ask? Are you a three-year-old?"

"I heard it. Can't I ask?" Xu Jingzhe said expressionlessly.

He really felt this group was idle, trying to test a newcomer—it was an old routine.

"However, how many punches do you think it will take to knock me down?"

Xu Jingzhe stood up straight, interlaced his fingers, cracked his knuckles, and said loudly, "Hey, brothers, dare to bet with me?"

"Ooh~~" The group stood up one after another, surrounding them to watch the show.

"Bet on what? How many punches of Brother Yang you can withstand without falling?"

"Yeah, what are you betting with?"

"A newcomer, just good at bragging. Do you know who Brother Yang is? He once wiped out a squad from the Wang Family alone. That squad's strength was equivalent to five-year Contaminators, you know?"

"Brother Yang, go easy, leave a living one, otherwise Uncle B won't be happy."

Yang Guang rubbed his bald head and smiled grimly; the newcomer didn't know the rules and needed a lesson.

"Whoosh!" Yang Guang's sandbag-sized fist smashed toward Xu Jingzhe. It was fast; an ordinary person wouldn't be able to react.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Xu Jingzhe shouted stop three times. The fist was only a few centimeters from hitting his handsome face.

"What, that's all the guts you've got?"

"No, we haven't agreed on the prize yet, and you've already started."

"Whether you knock me down or I knock you down, it's not worth it. Since we're putting in the effort, the winner should get something, right?"

"Otherwise, look, look, they're surrounding us like we're monkeys."

Perhaps Yang Guang felt Xu Jingzhe made sense. He patted his bald head and said, "Come, come, come, everyone who wants to place a bet, come over. You need a ticket to watch a movie, right?"

"Here, take my lace panties; you've always wanted them."

"I'll give you a two-year pollution core."

"This is 100,000 Blue Star Coins; it's enough for you to have a good time."

The group chipped in, and they actually gathered quite a few things, placing them casually.

The bet changed from whether Xu Jingzhe could withstand Yang Guang's punches to who would win or lose. Many people were looking forward to the performance of this newcomer, Xu Jingzhe.

Yang Guang was an old hand and couldn't afford to lose face. He took a deep breath, his right hand suddenly exerted force, and the bulging muscles looked like a small mountain, truly frightening.

There was a sonic boom in the air, showing the explosive power of Yang Guang's punch.

Xu Jingzhe casually flicked his hands, sighing inwardly. For the sake of future peace, he had to use Yang Guang to set an example.

The crowd only felt a blur before their eyes. Before they knew it, Xu Jingzhe was already behind Yang Guang.

He smashed a fierce punch onto his shoulder blade.

"Boom!" The sound was deafening, and many people's eyelids twitched.

They saw Yang Guang's legs go weak, and he collapsed on the ground on the spot.

One punch.

Yang Guang was knocked out.

"Gulp!" Many people swallowed their saliva. Knocking Yang Guang out with one punch—this small body had astonishing explosive power.

You have to know, this muscular man, Yang Guang, looked like someone who could take a beating, yet he couldn't withstand one punch from Xu Jingzhe.

"Holy crap, brother, awesome!" Someone gave a thumbs up.

"Which young master from which family ran away after causing trouble? The Lu Family? The Han Family? Or the Zhang Family?"

"If you aren't a disciple of a top family, an ordinary person really wouldn't have your strength!"

Xu Jingzhe ignored them, walked over on his own, rummaged through the pile, and took only what he wanted.

After taking the items, he casually picked up the lace panties and threw them to the pretty woman, saying, "You're wearing hot pants; aren't you afraid of chafing when you run later?"

"Hahahaha..." This sentence caused many people to laugh, and they accepted Xu Jingzhe even more.

They had become Red Residents; they did whatever made them happy. They despised those who acted like hypocritical gentlemen full of benevolence and morality.

"Alright, it's about time, let's go." Just then, a middle-aged man in the crowd spoke up, looking quite authoritative.

"The Wang Family has dispatched many elites to catch people; this is a good opportunity to hunt them. Uncle B said, if we perform well, the rewards will be high."

"Boss, what about Brother Yang?" Someone asked.

"What about him? He insisted on picking a fight; let him lie here. It'll be a good lesson for him."

While speaking, everyone packed up. The leader turned back to look at Xu Jingzhe and reminded him, "Although you are a newcomer, your strength is very strong. Want to compare?"

Xu Jingzhe nodded without speaking.

A dozen people left the underground garage.

It was a dark and windy night. The neon lights of the skyscrapers in the city were flickering, and the robots on the street were all returning to their charging stations.

A dozen people together were eye-catching, but as they scattered, they disappeared like mud into the sea.

In a dark corner, two people walked side by side. Having been baptized by the Moon Soil Evolution Fluid three times, their strength was comparable to an eight-year Contaminator.

The only pity was that neither of them had developed any superpowers.

Based on speculation and calculations, Lu Fei must be hiding in a place where the Sky Net coverage was weak to avoid investigation.

And, it was highly likely to be in the western region.

The two of them were in the east, so their vigilance wasn't very high.

Just then, they noticed a figure in the distance walking slowly toward them in the alley. Under the dim light, they couldn't see the visitor's face clearly.

"Don't move! We are from the Wang Family's Special Assistance Team. Please stand there and cooperate with the investigation!" One of them raised the flashlight in his hand to shine into Xu Jingzhe's eyes.

However, that figure continued to move forward, paying no attention to the two.

Both of them felt a tightness in their chests. The slightly taller one pulled out a pistol loaded with special bullets; if it hit a superpowered individual, it could briefly seal the energy within their body. Once the energy was sealed, the superpower couldn't be used.

"Bang!" The bullet rushed out of the barrel, and the muzzle was still emitting white smoke. The two showed joy in their eyes; the bullet had hit.

But the next second, their eyes were full of shock. The bullet had hit, indeed, but the man was like steel and iron; the bullet couldn't penetrate.

"Pop~" The special bullet was flattened, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.

Then, the two just felt their vision go black, and they knew nothing more.