375: Chapter 372 Going Home (Part 2)

Thinking back, just a month ago, he was looking forward to the citizen happiness satisfaction survey returning to over 95%. But after receiving that one phone call, he knew it was likely doomed; he could just accompany the others in the happiness ranking this year.

Thinking of this, Jiang He looked at Li Changsheng with a resentful expression—a young man who looked mild-mannered, with clear-cut features that didn't appear overly sharp or aggressive.

Who could have imagined that this handsome, mild-mannered young man, who gave off a feeling as refreshing as a spring breeze, had a body where every part was like a precision killing machine?

Although most of the surveillance footage from a few months ago had been destroyed, through forensic identification, the process of the slaughter had been almost perfectly reconstructed.

It could be called an art of slaughter; even movies didn't have such exaggerated depictions.

To be able to fight like an ancient warrior, charging in and out seven times and leaving no one standing in the modern era, all by himself, was truly inconceivable.

The key was looking at the files; one year ago, this Mr. Li could basically be determined to be a law-abiding citizen—ahem, of course, he was still a law-abiding citizen now.

And the change stemmed from a period of his resume in Shenzhen.

Jiang He recalled the analysis of that data report in his mind; it was a detailed report provided by their brother unit in Shenzhen.

Li Changsheng had been terminally ill several months ago, then gave up treatment, and for a period of time, he worked as a streamer in the Traditional Martial Arts category, conducting dull and boring Traditional Martial Arts livestreams.

The time span lasted nearly half a year. During this period, his martial arts proficiency and combat abilities were undergoing a rapid transformation.

According to a comparison between early videos and his livestreams from half a year later, Li Changsheng's Card Throwing skills had reached the level of "skill approaching the Dao."

At the same time, the progress in the clips of his Health-preserving Qigong livestreams was also exceptionally rapid, having displayed superhuman feats and incredible phenomena in the livestream room many times.

Furthermore, according to some information, Li Changsheng had also used his terrifying Card Throwing skills to subdue fugitives twice, and within two or three minutes, he had killed a serial killer with his bare hands.

As for the subsequent information, Director Jiang was even clearer about it, as it was all on file in his bureau.

But thinking about how people from above had come not long ago and destroyed all those relevant files, his gaze toward Li Changsheng became even more cautious.

Just what kind of person was this?!

——

Realizing it wasn't targeted at them, Wan Qianhe and the others also set their minds at ease. Although it was a bit strange, they still got into the police car.

Thus, the group drove off in a grand procession toward Li Changsheng's hometown.

"Old Li, it really has to be you. Your connections are truly something else. This is my first time riding in this kind of car to travel; by following you, I've experienced it for once."

Zhang Zhao said sarcastically from the side, and Li Changsheng was helpless about it.

He also hadn't expected the matter to blow up this big.

This Director Jiang seemed to have too big of a misunderstanding about him.

After getting off the highway, Li Changsheng thought for a moment and smiled at Director Jiang in the front, "Director Jiang, how about you just drop us off here? You see, I don't want my family to worry."

Upon hearing this, Director Jiang was stunned, and he gave Li Changsheng a complex look.

Only then did he remember that this person, Li Changsheng, didn't seem so terrifying after all.

You could say he had killed people, and yes, that was true!

But it really wasn't just killing randomly. Although there were more appropriate ways to handle things, one couldn't say he was wrong.

The key was that he really had the ability.

Moreover, this person had a weakness. According to the oral accounts of local villagers, this Mr. Li was not a bloodthirsty person; on the contrary, his relationship with his neighbors was quite good.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded, "Alright. Xiao Du, have the convoy stop nearby at a place where it's easy to hail a ride."

Very quickly, Li Changsheng and the others got out of the car, expressed their thanks to the police officers, and then looked at each other.

"Old Li, why are you looking at me? This is your territory, and there are still dozens of miles to go, right? You aren't going to make us walk back like this, are you?"

Watching the convoy that had already driven away, Zhang Zhao looked at Li Changsheng.

"Didn't I already book a car online?"

Li Changsheng shook his phone. After entering the country, he had already switched back to his previous SIM card.

"That's fine then, but why are you looking at me?"

Zhang Zhao frowned deeply. This Old Li, why did he start looking at him with a strange smile as soon as he got out of the car?

Could it be...

Seeming to think of some possibility, he subconsciously clenched his glutes. Damn it, even though he wasn't really capable in that department anymore, Old Li, how could you go this far!

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you, after the ride all the way here, is your butt sore from sitting?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhao's pupils suddenly constricted. Feeling that things were getting increasingly wrong, he stepped back half a step, assumed a stance, and said with a trembling voice, "Old Li, I'd rather die! Don't you dare mess around!"

"What did you say? I was just asking if you were tired after sitting in the car for so long, and if you wanted to get some exercise?"

Li Changsheng looked confused. Was it necessary to be so nervous?

"What do you mean? It is quite uncomfortable." Zhang Zhao was equally puzzled. Although it was the highway, with his Physique, sitting in that cramped space for so long was indeed quite uncomfortable.

"Ah, the car is here!"

Seeing the ride-hailing car he booked approaching, Li Changsheng waved with a smile, "Old Zhou, Master Wan, you two get in. The driver will take you to the destination, and we will follow up shortly."

"Hey, Old Li, what do you mean? Four people can fit inside. What, did you book two cars?"

Zhang Zhao was suspicious, thinking to himself, I didn't expect this. You, Old Li, usually look like you don't contend with the world, yet you actually want to use this method to show off when returning to the village.

"Two cars? No." Li Changsheng shook his head and waved at the departing ride-hailing car.

"Huh?"

Old Zhang was a bit dazed at this moment, and a bad premonition floated into his heart.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng smiled, stepped forward, and patted Old Zhang's sturdy shoulder, "Old Zhang, look, Old Zhou has just started training, his body is weak, and he definitely can't run dozens of miles."

"And look at Old Wan, his leg is injured. Daily walking and running are no problem, but long-distance running won't work; it will definitely cause severe inflammation at the interface."

"So..."

Fuck, is that even human language?

Just because they can't run, I can? And when there's a car to take, you'd have to be sick to choose to run!

"Old Li, tell me, are you targeting me? Where did I offend you? Wasn't it me who helped you take down Old Zhou when he wanted to run?"

Comparing the strength of both sides, Old Zhang discovered that he indeed couldn't beat him, so he started to play the emotional card.

"Mm. That's correct." Li Changsheng nodded.

"Then why are you still..." Zhang Zhao was shocked.

"That's why I'm doing this for your own good!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhao was a bit confused, "For my own good?"

"Why do you think you are unable to surpass your maternal grandfather? What is currently hindering you the most in Monkey Style? Isn't it just this General Physique of yours?"

As he spoke, Li Changsheng patted Zhang Zhao's belly.

In reality, he couldn't pat it at all; Zhang Zhao belonged to the typical type of fat-wrapped muscle.

But this also made him appear very burly. This kind of Physique was fine for practicing other martial arts that were broad and open, but practicing that kind of agile and nimble martial art—wasn't that just looking for trouble?

"But... but... I've never run this far before." Zhang Zhao was helpless; he always felt like something was wrong.

It seemed like ever since Old Chen left, he had started to frequently suffer setbacks.