Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Whatever you do, you need a reason for it. That’s the rule.”
These words appeared in Lin Sheng’s memory. He did not know who said it, but he took it seriously.
In those memories, there were also other people’s contacts and conversations, so he could not remember who it was. But it did not matter. If it worked, he would take it.
So, right then, he found an excuse for himself.
He approached them to ask for directions, and they bullied him, therefore he hit back and disabled them. Even if someone called the police, there were three witnesses around to prove that he was not lying.
As to why he did not speak at first…
The man hit him before he could speak. Many people around could prove that he just wanted to ask for directions.
Everything was well thought out before he stopped the men. He had asked several people around for directions just to prepare for the moment.
There was a distance of nearly one hundred meters between the breakfast stall and Lin’s Store. It was crowded, and Lin Zhounian was busy moving goods into his store. He did not notice what was happening in the middle of the crowd a hundred meters away.
Lin Sheng stepped forward without drawing his sword. He struck the hilt forward, hitting the first man’s dagger with precision.
*Clang!*
The dagger fell to the ground.
The others bellowed and rushed in from several directions at the same time, each with a dagger in their hands.
Lin Sheng took a step back and suddenly pulled his sword out.
A ring of silver light suddenly flashed across their faces.
*Swoosh!*
The four men wailed miserably, holding their hands and falling to the ground.
A great deal of blood gushed from their hands and spattered all over the ground.
Another strong man standing quietly behind Lin Sheng took out a black pistol and aimed at him ferociously.
*Swoosh!*
A silver glint flashed before the man, and the man’s right palm fell to the ground, along with his gun.
“Arghhh!!! My hand!!!”
Another man wailed miserably as he held his severed arm and dropped to the ground.
“These people have guns. Luckily, I’m quick, or else I’d be the one lying on the ground right now. I was right, you guys were trying to kill me.”
He was far more experienced in combat and skilled in fighting than those men on the ground. If it had been a one-on-one fight, it may not have been over so quickly. However, when they attacked him all at the same time, it really gave him room for leverage.
It was then that the surrounding crowd reacted and dispersed quickly, screaming.
Lin Sheng glanced at the men on the ground before he turned and left quickly.
He had cut their main arteries. If they did not stop bleeding in time, they would bleed to death before long. Of course, he had asked Shayeen to arrange for someone to call the police and make an emergency call in advance.
They would not die, but they would become weak. In addition, he had also cut their tendons, so their hands would become inflexible later on.
Lin Sheng moved with great speed and soon disappeared.
Lin Zhounian was in the store when he heard the noise. He walked out and looked in the direction of the noise with suspicion, wondering what had happened there.
Soon, police cars with flashing lights arrived, followed by ambulances.
The men on the ground were loaded onto stretchers one by one, their intact hands handcuffed. Each man was escorted to the ambulance by a police officer.
…
In an alley not far away.
Shayeen, Russell, and Madillan stared blankly as Lin Sheng killed a group of strong men. One of them also tried to fight back with a gun, but Lin Sheng cut off his palm without even turning around.
The cruel and bloody but delicate swordsmanship formed a strong contrast in their minds. They just stood there in a daze.
“This is actual combat.” Lin Sheng stood at the entrance of the alley, watching the three men. “In actual combat, you must never give your opponent any chance to fight back!”
“Will they die?” Shayeen asked in a quivering voice.
“No, I know what I’m doing. No one will die.” Lin Sheng shook his head. With the memories of so many people, he was very clear about the strength of his hand and how much damage he could inflict.
“But… earlier… What if there’s a mistake?” Madillan hesitated, looking pale.
“Then I was just defending myself. Didn’t you see that they started it first?”
“But this will hurt the man behind the curtain,” Shayeen whispered. “Master, I found out where these thugs came from.”
“Where?” Lin Sheng looked somber.
“The White Tarots.” Shayeen gnashed her teeth.
“Are they very troublesome?” Lin Sheng was surprised.
“Yes, troublesome indeed.” Shayeen nodded. “They’re the biggest gang in Huaisha, and there are also authorities backing them.”
“How did the tournament get involved with the White Tarots?” Russell shouted, grabbing his hair. “It’s just an amateur fencing tournament. Are there any contestants from the White Tarots?”
“Let’s go back first. There should be no problem here for the time being. I expect someone will come for me soon.” Lin Sheng looked calm. It was too late to think about anything else. The immediate concern was how to cope with the aftermath.
“Don’t worry. You got into trouble because of us, we’ll settle it!” Shayeen said earnestly.
Lin Sheng said nothing. He was suddenly agitated.
In reality, he had to control his force. He could not kill people even if he got into trouble, otherwise he would have to face a lawsuit. But that was not the case in his dreams. In the dream realm, he could just kill someone without hesitation.
At close range, even a gun was no match for him.
Lin Sheng now had this assurance because the man did not have time to shoot. Nonetheless, he was not invincible. If there was someone armed with a gun five meters away, it could pose a fatal threat to him.
“…Different worlds have different rules… What I should do is live better within the rules…”
Lin Sheng felt calmer now. With the memories of so many individuals, he could actually analyze the situation with a glance.
If he had more power than the White Tarots, this would never have happened. Then he could just kill those men without worrying about the White Tarots.
Shayeen, Madillan, and Russell were all on the phone.
In an age when mobile phones were still expensive, all three of them carried mobile phones, which meant that they certainly did not come from ordinary backgrounds. However, when it came to the White Tarots, they still had to be extremely careful.
“Yes!” Russell shouted. “My grandfather can help us settle this!”
Shayeen and Madillan breathed a sigh of relief.