There must be something wrong with me

’Dead?’

Zhang Feng’s steps paused slightly as he walked out the door, then returned to normal,

’I didn’t expect there’d be a reward even if it wasn’t me who killed him.

I wonder who did it.’

Zhang Feng pondered for a few moments and then looked over at an ordinary old sedan parked by the roadside.

Next to the sedan were a few motorcycles.

At this moment, it was nighttime in Xiangjiang, the streets bustling with people, the lights of street shops everywhere.

"Boss, get in the car!"

Ah Hang ran over to open the car door for Zhang Feng.

The other underlings hurriedly got on the motorcycles.

At the same time, they were looking forward to finding out what this ’drastically changed in personality’ Chef Zhang was going to do.

’Could it be that he doesn’t want to pay protection fees anymore?’

’What’s up with this Chef Zhang? Is he going to openly challenge Brother Er Gui? Doesn’t want to pay anymore?’

’Does he want to team up with Brother Er Gui? He’s so good at fighting...’

They speculated, yet eagerly awaited.

But they never thought Zhang Feng was going there to cause trouble.

After all, Brother Er Gui really had killed people.

Not like them, who just relied on bluffing.

...

Night, eleven o’clock.

On the back mountain road.

A group of men were tinkering with a dozen or so motorcycles here.

Beep beep—

At this time, an old sedan drove up, followed by a few motorcycles.

"What the hell!" The group of men shielded their eyes from the light with their hands.

There were two more people holding wrenches, ready to smash them if the car kept coming forward to let out air.

Fortunately, the car stopped twenty meters ahead.

The driver’s seat, Ah Hang hurriedly got out of the car and shouted to the two leaders of the group of men: "Brother Da Gui! Brother Er Gui!"

"You idiot!" Da Gui, about forty years old with a crew cut, shouted back, "Are the lights free? Why so bright? In a rush to be reborn and afraid you can’t see the road?"

He said as he walked towards Ah Hang, thinking that Ah Hang had finished collecting the money today and was coming to give it to him.

"What’s up?" Er Gui, in his thirties, with long hair, looking sharp-eyed, said, "Hang Zai, I don’t recall calling you today, did you finish collecting the money?"

He followed Da Gui, chewing gum in his mouth.

"Someone is looking for you." Ah Hang quickly cleared himself and carefully pointed at Zhang Feng, who just got off the car, "Chef Zhang is looking for you two bosses."

"What Chef Zhang?" Da Gui was amused by this title.

"Never heard of him." Er Gui thought for a moment and shook his head.

"It doesn’t matter if you haven’t heard of me, the main thing is there’s something to discuss." Zhang Feng smiled as he approached them after seeing the Bloody Mark belonging to them, finding the optimal position to exert his strength.

Meanwhile, Zhang Feng looked at his right arm, where the muscles were slightly twitching.

In this world for just over an hour, Zhang Feng had already opened the first meridian resonance.

The well-developed arm muscles of this body, along with his ample experience reserve, made the initiation time infinitely compressed.

’The meridians in the right arm have been opened, and although it hasn’t reached the post-training overclocking range, it can achieve the extreme augmentation of strength and speed in a short time.’

Zhang Feng decided to kill both Da Gui and Er Gui instantly.

"What could a chef want with us?"

"Is he here to make us a midnight snack?"

Da Gui, Er Gui, and their underlings didn’t mind this chef-dressed man approaching them.

Zhang Feng’s appearance was just ’too amiable’.

A round face, chubby, very deceptive.

But two underlings jogged over, standing by Er Gui’s side.

The remaining underlings continued smoking and chatting by the motorcycles.

"What’s the matter?" Da Gui slightly raised his chin upon seeing Zhang Feng approach, "What’s this chef’s business, speak quickly."

After saying that, he glanced at Ah Hang behind Zhang Feng, "The money?"

"The money..." Ah Hang didn’t know how to respond, standing there awkwardly.

Zhang Feng continued walking.

"Hey! Chef, wait a minute!"

It was just that when Er Gui saw this ’honest-looking’ person approach without showing any fear, he couldn’t help but feel confused.

’So calm, is he a veteran?’

Er Gui hesitated, spit out his gum, and asked, "Are you from the streets? Chef Zhang? Where have you been active? I haven’t heard of you."

"Well, sort of." Zhang Feng stepped closer, ready to exert his strength.

Meanwhile.

The more Er Gui thought, the more things felt off. Instinctively, he drew a knife from his waist.

Just the next second.

Crack—

Zhang Feng stepped forward, palm flat, striking Er Gui’s temple.

As Er Gui drew his knife, everything went black.

Shhh—

At the same time, Zhang Feng slashed down to snatch his knife, swinging across to instantly cut the throat of an underling beside Er Gui.

Spinning around to stab again.

Puchi!

Based on the memory from tenths of a second earlier, Zhang Feng spun back to exert himself, the knife darting like a venomous snake, stabbing right into Da Gui’s heart.

"You..." Da Gui’s eyes widened.

Zhang Feng didn’t pause, pulling out and using all his strength to throw the knife, embedding it in an underling’s neck nearby, the sharp blade piercing an inch into flesh.

’Huff... This body indeed needs training... Employing a simple technique to kill four in a row drained all my Inner Qi.’

In less than two seconds, Zhang Feng completed the Flower Offering technique but exhausted his energy with one breath.

However, Zhang Feng was not satisfied.

But everyone around was stunned.

Because everything happened too fast, only after Zhang Feng withdrew his hand did the four corpses fall to the ground.

At this moment, they realized that Brother Da Gui and Er Gui were both dead.

Moreover, who meets someone and after barely exchanging words, just decides to kill?

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!"

"Run! Run!"

"This guy’s crazy!"

In just two seconds, Er Gui’s men from a distance jumped onto their motorcycles and fled separately.

There was no talk of avenging the boss or their brothers.

Because now that Brother Da Gui is dead, and they’ve lost two more brothers,

if they don’t run, should they just wait here for death?

Any discerning person could see something was off with Zhang Feng, like he was a professional killer.

’Where did this menace come from? Is he one of the Big Circle Boys?’

’Damn! Could he be from the Chaoshan Bang? So reckless!’

They raced their motorcycles, each one fleeing faster than the last.

As Zhang Feng just caught his breath, all he could see were their taillights.

’I thought they would wait for me to spar with them.’

Zhang Feng felt they lacked the guts compared to the overseers in ’Old Lynx Mine.’

At least over at Old Lynx, after he killed the old lynx, dozens of guns chased him down.

’A gun emboldens a man.’ Zhang Feng thought again, attributing it to the fact they were unarmed.

If they had guns, maybe they’d give him a few volleys for a scare.

"Ah Hang." Zhang Feng turned to look at the trembling Ah Hang and the others, gesturing to the bodies, "Get gasoline from their motorcycles, drag them into the mountains, and burn them with their bikes."

To reduce some trouble in the future.

Zhang Feng decided to handle this a bit, after all, this wasn’t a border minefield.

As for those who ran, they likely wouldn’t go to the police to testify.

They’re from the underworld, not many are clean.

As long as he cleaned up the ’evidence’, Officer Sir might not believe what they said.

Instead, they would trust him, ’Chef Zhang’, a law-abiding citizen with no criminal record for nearly forty years.

"Okay..." Ah Hang and the others, facing ’Chef Zhang’ who seemed possessed, dared not say anything else, only complying nervously as they began to move the bodies.

Of course, they’ve helped Er Gui clean up these things before, so they were mentally prepared for corpses.

But now, Er Gui had been killed.

Especially with the person who killed Er Gui right beside them.

That’s truly unexpected.

"I thought Chef Zhang was talking about protection fees...or maybe teaming up with Er Gui..."

"Damn... Old West Street is about to change hands..."

They never anticipated everything that happened tonight.

’Whew...’

Zhang Feng, however, was at ease, enjoying the night breeze by the roadside as he watched the rewards coming in.

[Bloody Target 1: ’Little Ghost’ is dead]

[Reward: Constitution +0.9]

[Bloody Target 2: ’Big Ghost’ is dead]

[Reward: Reaction Speed -0.02]

[All Targets Executed: Root Bone +0.5, Martial Arts +0.2, and received a reinforcement choice]

[Choose your additional reinforcement]

[1: Constitution +3]

[2: Great Demon Subduing Fist]

[3: Root Bone +0.7]

...

Just looking at Constitution +3 and Root Bone 0.7, the rewards were obviously exceedingly generous.

Zhang Feng glanced over, then focused on option 2

[Great Demon Subduing Fist: Rare]

[Effect: Obtains Intermediate Martial Arts, all memories of the Great Demon Subduing Fist]

Both Eight-Step Chasing Cicada and Hard Qigong are beginner level.

This one, however, is intermediate.

Zhang Feng didn’t hesitate and chose directly.

The next second.

Zhang Feng first understood that this fist technique required 42 meridians, far more than the beginner martial arts.

And among the 42 meridians, 36 were on the arms.

’With such an amplification rate, if I fully opened my meridians, the usual Xingyi Cannon Fist could be used like a steel ball cannon.

As long as the skin is a little tougher, punching a hole in a concrete wall is no problem at all.’

Zhang Feng was filled with a strong interest in learning new martial arts and enjoyed drawing inferences, using the boosted constitution from the Great Demon Subduing Fist to enhance all fist skills.

Only, less than a minute had passed.

Ah Hang approached nervously with small steps, flattering with a low voice, "Boss... you should be the one in charge of Old West Street now."

"In charge of what?" Zhang Feng looked at Ah Hang.

Seeing Zhang Feng’s gaze, Ah Hang was startled.

But he eventually pointed at Er Gui’s corpse, then toward the direction of the restaurant,

"Er Gui is dead, there’s no one covering our street now."

He said, pointing again towards Kowloon Walled City,

"When Big Uncle knows about this, when all the gang leaders and street rulers have a meeting, you’re definitely the one going from our West Street."

’What dragon head meeting?’ Zhang Feng wasn’t interested in this, instead pointing to the body, "Don’t bluff me, and don’t slack off, go to work now."

"Yes! Boss!" Ah Hang responded swiftly, going off to move and burn the bodies.