Chapter 21: Stepping Out of the Alley, the Light Shines
Chapter 21: Stepping Out of the Alley, the Light Shines
Chen Chuan's second self had now overlapped for over a minute, which was more than enough for him at this moment.
After the fusion, his running speed was astonishingly fast, and in almost a breath, he charged to the front, where a person hurriedly raised a steel pipe. Chen Chuan shook his hand, and the two pebbles he held flew out first.
A cry of pain came from the front, and with a stomp, he leaped forward with a knee strike. Before the person could finish their scream, they were knocked back, blocking the path of those behind.
As he landed, he grabbed the collar of the person on his right and pulled, flinging them up to block the incoming attacker.
A gust of wind came from behind, and he bent down, avoiding the sweeping steel pipe above. Without turning, he leaned back, and his elbow struck the attacker's abdomen, instantly knocking them to their knees.
A figure appeared from the front, wielding a steel pipe. Chen Chuan lifted his left arm to block, his expression unchanged. With a swift motion, he grabbed the pipe and unleashed a punch, hitting the attacker's nose bridge. The attacker tilted their head back, releasing the pipe, and retreated while covering their face.
At this moment, he heard hurried footsteps and shouts from behind, knowing that the pursuers were catching up.
Ignoring them, he headed towards the front crowd. As he approached, he took a step to the right, and with a sweep of his steel pipe, he struck the person in front with a natural whip-like motion. The blow, using the power of the Great Free Fighting's Whip Hand Technique, twisted his waist and swung his arm like a whip, instantly hitting the person's knee, causing it to visibly bend. The steel pipe clattered to the ground.
His movements were fluid, and with a waist-driven arm swing, he swept the pipe to the left, hitting another person's knee. This person seemed unaware, and as they tried to move, they took half a step, but suddenly their legs gave way, and they fell to the ground, clutching their knee and howling in pain.
Chen Chuan's continuous attacks kept him moving, and after two strikes, he had already passed by. Two people tried to grab him, but he kept moving, making it difficult for them to restrain him. If they all rushed forward, his skills would be hard to display.
However, with the support of his second self, his footsteps were incredibly fast. He glided past the two people, leaving them empty-handed and losing their balance. They stumbled forward, and those around them tumbled as well.
Chen Chuan had already broken through the crowd, and ahead, a burly man in work pants appeared, standing firmly and giving off a different aura. As Chen Chuan approached, the man raised his steel pipe, aiming it straight at Chen Chuan's centerline.
Chen Chuan sidestepped and simultaneously lifted his other hand to push and block. His fingers were slightly spread, ready to catch the pipe if it came at him without changing its position. But the man's arm didn't move; instead, he quickly flipped his wrist, causing the pipe to avoid the grab and strike towards Chen Chuan's face!
However, Chen Chuan was faster. Before the pipe reached his face, he stepped aside, moving his body out of range. The man in work pants didn't stop his attack; he lifted his right leg, kicked, and bent backward, striking with the pipe like a stabbing spear. This attack was swift, accurate, and unexpected.
Chen Chuan stepped forward, not retreating but advancing. He tilted his head and leaned forward, letting the pipe graze past his cheek. Simultaneously, he punched the side of the attacker's ribs, sending them flying with his ferocious strength. The attacker grunted in pain.
Chen Chuan saw that the man still tightly gripped the steel pipe, seemingly unwilling to give up resistance. He swiftly raised his knee and kicked the man's chin, causing broken teeth to fly out with blood and saliva. The man in work pants was knocked backward, and a moment later, a heavy thud signaled his body hitting the ground.
Chen Chuan retracted his kick and stood still. Turning his head slightly, he saw only one person left, filled with terror. As his gaze swept over, the man took a few steps back and then threw away his steel pipe, turning to flee.
At the other end of the long alley, the hurried footsteps that were originally rushing over gradually slowed down and eventually came to a complete halt.
Chen Chuan turned around, holding a steel pipe, and walked towards the group. There were still seven or eight people there, but as they saw him approach, they unconsciously backed away. As he advanced, they continued to retreat.
Chen Chuan, with a calm expression, walked through the crowd of wailing and groaning people, all the way to where he had originally stood. He threw the steel pipe forward, and with a loud clang, it landed on the ground in front of them, startling the group and causing them to take a few steps back.
He went to pick up his clothes, brushed off the dust, and draped them over his shoulder. Then, he walked towards the end of the alley where sunlight shone.
This time, none of the remaining people dared to stop him. They merely watched him leave with a mixture of awe and confusion in their eyes.
At the temporary rental house, Qi Ge stood by the window, his cigarette extinguished in his mouth. His eyes twitched slightly, and the man in the floral shirt stood there with his mouth wide open, disbelief written all over his face, and a hint of fear in his eyes. "This... this kid, is he really that strong...?"
On the other side, Wei Dong, the young man, had already jumped down from the building, intending to help Chen Chuan. But before he could even reach a wall where he could stand, the entire fight was over. Wei Dong stared at Chen Chuan's departing figure, his face filled with astonishment. "Hey, is this really necessary?"
From the moment Chen Chuan took action to the moment he defeated these people, it only took seven or eight seconds. The speed, strength, and reflexes he displayed were unlike anything Wei Dong had ever seen in someone his age.
Wei Dong watched for a few moments, then, as if stimulated, he quickly turned and climbed back into his room. Soon, the sound of him punching the punching bag echoed through the building.
Chen Chuan had already left the alley and arrived at a four-corner phone booth. He picked up the receiver, dropped a coin into the slot, and dialed a number. After the call connected, he said, "Police Department? I'm looking for Officer Nian Li. I have some business with him."
After a while, Nian Li's voice came through the receiver. "Chen Chuan? What's the matter?"
Chen Chuan recounted the attack he had just experienced. He hadn't bothered to investigate the attackers' identities because he knew the police would find out, and he didn't want to waste his energy on it.
Nian Li asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but I might have used a bit too much force."
"Did you have your satchel with you?"
"It's been inconvenient carrying it back and forth these days, so I didn't bring it."
"I understand. Go home first, and I'll handle this."
Inside the Police Department in the Protection Zone, Nian Li's expression darkened as he spoke to someone outside. "Little Wu, come here."
A young and capable police officer named Wu immediately approached. "Sir?"
Nian Li instructed, "Take some men to the West Gang District." As he spoke, he whispered a few more instructions. Little Wu nodded, bowed, and left. Soon, a sharp whistle sounded outside, followed by the rhythmic marching of military boots.
Nian Li picked up the receiver again and dialed a number. "Hello, is this Lao Yu? It's Nian Li..."
In the four-corner phone booth, Chen Chuan hung up the receiver and stepped out. At that moment, the shadow of his second self seemed to become more solid.
He looked up at the vast blue sky, not a single cloud in sight.
Tomorrow was the day of enrollment.
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(End of Chapter)
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