Try your hand

Zhao Dongchuan naturally wasn't as obsequious and desperate to live as his opponent imagined.

He deliberately acted this way only to end the fight quickly, deal with this matter, and return to Shuangshui Village as soon as possible.

Though it looked intimidating, this situation was merely a bronze-tier challenge for Zhao Dongchuan, who possessed an inhuman physique and various skills; he was just playing around and using the opportunity to test his abilities.

The man saw that Zhao Dongchuan still maintained an indifferent attitude, showing no fear, and immediately flew into a rage, slamming the table, whereupon seven or eight burly men rushed in from outside and surrounded Zhao Dongchuan.

Zhao Dongchuan sat there motionless, as if scared silly, which made Hei Lao Da despise him, thinking he was a brave man, but unexpectedly so cowardly in a real fight; however, the scene that followed would be etched in his memory forever.

Just as a burly man reached out to touch Zhao Dongchuan's neck, Zhao Dongchuan, with lightning speed, kicked the man away!

The man flew three or four meters, falling to the ground with a thud, and was silent for a moment, clearly either dead or completely unconscious.

For a moment, the scene became eerily quiet; everyone was momentarily stunned.

“Ah, you son of a b*tch!” One person reacted first, cursing and swinging his fist at Zhao Dongchuan’s head.

Zhao Dongchuan’s eyes narrowed; he grabbed the opponent’s fist, twisted it back, and simultaneously kicked out, sending another person flying with a bang, seemingly also on the brink of death!

In just a few seconds, two men were already incapacitated; even the most foolish person would know that this Zhao Dongchuan was not easy to deal with.

“Good moves!!!” Hei Lao Da slammed the table and stood up.

“Since you don’t know what’s good for you, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Men, get the weapons! Life or death, I don’t care!”

As he spoke, several more people rushed in from outside, led by the stubble-faced man called Qiang Ge.

The first few men all held large machetes, and behind them, several others carried long guns, looking fierce and sinister, clearly having committed many murders and robberies in the past.

This group surrounded him, with several men wielding machetes and slashing, while those with guns merely aimed at him but didn't fire, feeling secure in their advantage…

Zhao Dongchuan was startled by this… He naturally wouldn't stand foolishly waiting to be hacked, so he immediately activated his Lightness Skill, moving deftly, delivering punches and kicks, specifically targeting the vital points of those men.

“Shoot!”

Seeing that knives were ineffective, Qiang Ge didn't want to waste any more time and directly ordered his men to shoot.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Zhao Dongchuan was already prepared; he had activated his Lightness Skill and Breath Concealment Technique…

With the combined effects of both, their vision blurred, and they completely lost their target.

“What’s going on?”

Qiang Ge was inexplicably terrified!

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Qiang Ge and several armed thugs felt a pain in their necks and collapsed before they could react, all directly falling unconscious.

At this point, Hei Lao Da, who wore glasses and looked refined, could no longer sit still.

His face was ashen, a hint of terror in his eyes, and cold sweat streamed down his body; he was utterly speechless!!! Where did this living King of Hell come from? You’re already so formidable, why were you pretending to be a little white rabbit with us?

In just a few minutes, all these people had fallen to the ground.

Zhao Dongchuan possessed superhuman physical qualities, lightning-fast reflexes, immense strength, combined with Lightness Skill and Breath Concealment Technique, along with Seizing Skill moves; dealing with them was simply an overwhelming, dimension-reducing strike.

Zhao Dongchuan walked up to Hei Lao Da, who was already pale with fright.

“Hey, hey, snap out of it!!!” Zhao Dongchuan waved his hand in front of his eyes and patted his shoulder.

The man’s body went limp, about to slide off the seat, but Zhao Dongchuan quickly pulled him back up and pressed him onto the seat.

“I still prefer your arrogant look from before!” Zhao Dongchuan said with a slight smile.

“Tell me, with such a large operation, what’s your background? You seem very capable, to have survived until now!”

“My lord, spare my life, this humble one was blind and offended you~” The man said with a mournful face.

“We’re just some ruffians, trying to make a living. My lord, just treat us as farts and let us go!”

“Ordinary ruffians aren’t as vicious as you, with your secret signals, knives, and even guns. You clearly look like an organized, structured gang.

Confess honestly, and if I’m in a good mood, you can have a more dignified outcome. But if you’re stubborn, then I’ll have no choice but to cripple you and leave you to fend for yourselves here. By then, someone will naturally report to the public security, and in your situation, getting caught means you might be eating peanuts (getting shot)!” Zhao Dongchuan said with a smile.

“My lord, you…” Hei Lao Da was a bit confused.

“I’m not some Jianghu person; I don’t understand your rules, and I’m not interested in your messy affairs. Handing you over to the public security and letting the People’s Government deal with you is the easiest way for me,” Zhao Dongchuan said.

“My lord, we really are just ordinary drifters, just trying to make some money to spend. Please, please let us go.”

Seeing that the man was still stubborn and wouldn't speak, Zhao Dongchuan lost interest in asking further. He had no experience interrogating people, and based on his guess, these individuals were just some old-society Jianghu gang members.

Wearing his system glasses and having changed his identity, he wasn't afraid of exposure and naturally disliked engaging in such schemes and tricks.

He would simply overpower them, disable them, and then let the public security handle it. Even if they traced it back to the black market and busted that location, he could just move to another place. Moreover, Li Huiying was also disguised, so he wasn't worried about implicating her.

Zhao Dongchuan no longer wasted words and directly knocked the man unconscious with a palm strike.

He had lived two lives and never killed anyone, and he didn't want to break that rule on these scumbags or dirty his hands. Earlier, he had only knocked them out, waiting for the public security to arrive, arrest them, and let them face the people's judgment.

Afterward, Zhao Dongchuan gave everyone else, whether they were moving or not, an additional palm strike to the back of the heart. With this strike, whether they lived or died was up to their own luck. Then he roughly searched the entire room, finding some large sums of money and food stamps, some weapons, etc. He also found a small warehouse containing some daily necessities, food, and even a few old bicycles.

This was truly a great harvest. Zhao Dongchuan was not some pedantic person; since these people were his enemies, he saw no reason not to conduct a “thorough cleanup.”

Zhao Dongchuan directly put everything he found valuable into his spatial dimension. Having a spatial dimension had this advantage: it was convenient for storing and retrieving things.

Zhao Dongchuan was about to leave after tidying up when he suddenly saw the fallen people and paused.

Oh, he had forgotten; he hadn't searched their bodies yet.

Alas, he truly wasn't a qualified “transmigrator”; he actually forgot to “loot the bodies.” A sin, a sin! Zhao Dongchuan was filled with remorse.

Then Zhao Dongchuan began his looting spree; he went through everyone’s pockets.

Most people only had some loose change, food stamps, and some jewelry on them, all of which he put into his spatial dimension.

The long guns were evidence, so he didn't touch them. He had already hidden one in his spatial dimension, along with a good number of bullets, but he didn't know how to use the long gun, so he'd save it for later!

When Zhao Dongchuan reached into Qiang Ge’s pocket and saw the fragrant pink bellyband he pulled out, he fell into deep thought…

“Pah, how shameless!” Zhao Dongchuan shoved the bellyband back in and slapped Qiang Ge twice, watching his face swell up.