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The stalker had a lot of questions in his head. He took out his phone and sent a WeChat message. Then, he pretended to be strolling and walked in. He spent 15 yuan to change his ID and pushed open the door of the changing room.
A gust of hot and humid steam hit him in the face.
Between the rows of cabinets, naked men were walking back and forth to change, but Huai Shi was not in the room. He only had time to see the rubber curtain that led to the bathing area move. Someone had already walked in.
Suppressing his confusion and anxiety, he pretended to be calm and opened the cabinet. He took off his clothes and walked to the bathing area.
When he lifted the rubber curtain, he saw the expressionless young man in the steam that hit him in the face. His clothes were intact.
He froze in place.
What the hell?
"Why are you following me?" Huai Shi asked directly.
"… What did you say?"
The muscular man's face twitched. Soon, he looked puzzled. He did not understand at all. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Can you move aside?"
"Sorry, I can't."
Huai Shi sighed and took a step forward.
Bang!
The stalker's vision went black. Then, he heard the heavy sound of a fist hitting his face. His feet slipped and he fell to the ground.
"Let me ask you —"
Huai Shi squatted next to him, looked down at his face, and repeated the question, "Why are you following me?"
"F * ck …"
The burly man was furious. He raised his arm and wanted to slap Zhang Zian in the face. But as soon as he raised his arm, his vision went black again.
Huai Shi punched him with all his might.
Bang!
Under the stunned gazes of the people who were changing, Huai Shi reached out and pulled his hair. He lifted his head and pulled him into the changing room. Then, he violently smashed his head on the wardrobe.
Once, twice, thrice!
A huge dent appeared on the thin iron wardrobe. The man struggled hard, but he could not break free from Huai Shi's hand.
For the last time, he asked:
"Why are you following me?"
"F * ck you!"
In the severe pain, the stalker cursed and kicked Huai Shi with all his might. He didn't care that his hair was torn off. Taking advantage of the moment when Huai Shi let go of his hand, he scrambled to get up from the ground.
He didn't fight back. Instead, he ran straight toward the exit of the changing room.
With a bang, the cheap wooden door made of plywood was smashed into pieces. The long spring holding the door handle whipped his body, leaving a bloody wound.
He almost fell onto the counter.
Just as the auntie at the counter screamed in shock, he grabbed the baskets on the counter and threw them at the young man who was chasing after him. Then, without even a towel, he rushed out of the bathhouse's door and ran with all his might …
Huai Shi chased after him madly.
Offense and defense changed.
Now, the stalker was running around the streets with his butt bare, not even wearing slippers. Huai Shi was right behind him, hot on his heels.
Ignoring the unusual feeling and pain of stepping on the ground with his bare feet, he faced the screams of passing women like a wild dog that had escaped its leash.
He didn't know if it was because he sacrificed his dignity in exchange for power, or because he was liberated by dozens of mobile phone cameras, but the guy's speed increased again. Huai Shi couldn't catch up for a while.
Finally, he couldn't run anymore. Huai Shi blocked him in the alley. Panting, he moved back and found that there was no way back behind him.
"Why are you following me?"
Huai Shi stood at the entrance of the alley and looked at him calmly. "Are you going to be straightforward, or do you want me to find the answer myself?"
"I don't know …"
The naked stalker leaned against the wall and tried to breathe. "I don't know what you're talking about …"
"It seems to be the second choice."
Huai Shi was silent for a moment, then looked up at him. "To tell you the truth, I don't want to do this."
At that moment, the crackling sound of knuckles rubbing against each other suddenly sounded in the alley.
Then, the stalker saw a black shadow rapidly enlarging in front of his eyes. Under the trampling of that pair of old leather shoes, the stone bricks of the alley suddenly sank and squeezed out the stinky sewage below.
And Huai Shi was already in front of him.
Bang!
The stalker suddenly bent down and felt as if his lungs were about to be squeezed out of his mouth. His bare feet were almost detached from the ground, and his arms in front of him were also thrown to the sides under the violent impact.
Without waiting for him to regain his footing, the descending fist had already turned into a palm, pushing his face back, back, and back, until … Bang!
His head hit the wall.
He subconsciously wanted to bend down, but then, he felt a chill in his crotch. In the whistling wind, something kicked between his legs.
There was a strange cry.
His eyeballs almost jumped out of his face.
"Go to hell!"
In the severe pain, his face became ferocious. While dodging, he picked up the wine bottle on the ground, smashed it, and stabbed Huai Shi's neck.
But then, he felt a pain in his wrist. His arm was twisted at a strange angle, and the wine bottle was stuck in his thigh. Blood gushed out like a fountain.
Then, the sharp pain of his broken arm and cut thigh burst out.
He screamed in horror, and then found a hand on his neck, lifted him up, and smashed him against the wall. Huai Shi looked at the distorted face and roared angrily, "What?
"Why did you follow me!"
The silence came suddenly.
The man suddenly stopped struggling. Looking at Huai Shi's furious face, he laughed as if he had seen a joke.
His twitching face squeezed out a smile, but it was unknown whether it meant mockery or flattery.
His lips trembled, and he opened and closed with difficulty, as if he was confessing.
"I want … to get some money …"
Huai Shi was silent. He looked at the old suit on his body, whose sleeves were beginning to come off, and the pair of old leather shoes with unstitched soles. He tried hard to believe this sentence, but in the end, he couldn't help but lower his eyes.
He slowly let go of his hand and let the man fall to the ground. He tried his best to gasp, cough, and spasm in pain.
"Okay."
Huai Shi suddenly said, "I'll give you money."
Just as the man looked up in shock, he reached out and pressed his hand on his mouth and nose. Then, he poured the expensive ashes into his mouth.
At that moment, as his fingers squeezed, the closed mouth let out a shrill cry. The man suddenly convulsed. Ignoring his injuries, he struggled on the ground.
Indescribable fear and sorrow poured into his body, ravaging his soul. Muffled sounds kept coming from his throat, but Huai Shi held them in a tight grip, unable to release them.
That was until Huai Shi heard the sudden sound of brakes coming from the alley behind her. As the van drove off, several men wearing masks jumped out of the van and blocked the entrance of the alley.
Their palms were bulging, and they didn't say a word. They only looked at the teenager in the alley with malicious eyes.
In the silence, Huai Shi finally let go of the stalker in his hand. He slowly turned his head and looked at the group of unfriendly people. He finally understood why the guy took him to such a place.
"It's him!"
As the stalker lying on the ground spasmed and raised his hand to point at Huai Shi, the person in the front reached out and pulled out a machete with a dark green string wrapped around it. Then, he saw the trace of various knives.
Huai Shi was stunned. He raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"Doesn't anyone want to explain anything?" He asked doubtfully, "For example, as an employee of the auto repair shop, it's reasonable to carry knives with you?"
A strange laughter came from behind him.
"Someone … spent money … to buy … to buy your life …"
In the midst of coughing, the man lying on the ground struggled to prop himself up with one hand. His twisted face squeezed out a sneer. "Be sensible, don't struggle … It's too ugly …"
Huai Shi was silent. He raised his foot and stomped on the man's head.
Bang!
The man fell to the ground completely and stopped moving.
Huai Shi turned back and looked at the approaching people. He couldn't help but sigh. "It seems that there's no way to be kind, right?" “
No one responded to him.
In the dead silence, Huai Shi raised his hand and unbuttoned his jacket. Then, he took off the suit that had been with him for years, folded it, and carefully found a clean place on the naked man's body on the ground.
Finally, he stood up, bent over, and bowed.
His attitude was sincere and humble.
"I'm sorry," he said, "My friend has passed away. I'm very sad."
"…"
In a moment of shock, the few people were stunned. They couldn't help but want to laugh.
But then, they saw the young man slowly raise his head and look at them with an expressionless face. "So, if there's anything wrong later, I'll apologize here —"
As he said that, he slowly raised his hands and got into a stance before his chest.
He spat out the last bit of pity in his heart to his enemies.
— Roman Dagger Combat Technique, Level 6!
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"This place is still so quiet."
The girl in the wheelchair sat in front of the desk and looked around. "It seems to have grown a lot bigger."
This was the city library.
To be precise, this was the underground storage warehouse of the city library. Under the monotonous illumination of the fluorescent lights, layers upon layers of huge bookshelves extended to the end of the line of sight and disappeared into the darkness.
Counting ahead, in the past 60 years, all the periodicals, newspapers, government announcements and all the administrative regulations that appeared in Xin Hai City … In short, everything that could be printed on paper in the market was stored here.
Even the electronic version was stored in the server storage room next door. It could be accessed at any time.
Although this was one of the responsibilities of the city library, the fact that it could be done to such an extent was thanks to the man behind the desk. The current librarian of Xin Hai City, the Ascender known as the 'Professor'.
Indeed, he could be called the 'Professor'. This man had so many degrees that even he couldn't count them all — after all, his biggest hobby was to stay in this huge underground warehouse and read books.
He would never leave this place.
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