Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 84 Did I tell you to stop Nildo Dragon?

this moment.

The moment their eyes met, it was as if sodium was being added to water without restraint.

It immediately triggered a violent reaction.

The black man suddenly broke free from the medical staff who were supporting him and approached quickly, taking three steps at a time. However, due to the injury on his leg, he took a very comical gait.

The medical staff supporting him, as well as the chief planner who was earnestly trying to persuade the black man to stop his delusional demands for exorbitant compensation, were all caught off guard by his actions.

We can see that he immediately started with the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger, pointing at Chen Baiyu in a very impolite manner, and began to mutter incoherently at an extremely fast pace.

Chen Baiyu, whose English wasn't very good, couldn't understand.

Or rather, you can only understand a portion of it.

Because this guy speaks so fast it's like he's rapping.

It's obvious that the black guys' speech is not fluent.

Even if you don't understand what they're saying, you can tell from their excited and distorted expression that they're swearing without even thinking.

It must be because he jumped over this black guy's head earlier and cursed him as an idiot that this guy got excited when he saw him.

And watching the black man approach.

At that moment, Chen Baiyu immediately became more aware of the effect of [Intuition·lv1].

The previously vague feeling has become clear.

It was a faint yet vivid feeling.

Upon experiencing it for the first time, Chen Baiyu immediately understood that this was what was called malice.

While the feeling wasn't quite like being pricked by a thorn in one's back, it was certainly like having a fishbone stuck in one's throat.

It's like being in a quiet room at night when you suddenly hear a rapid, approaching breath coming from outside.

It's not heavy, but it's enough to let you know.

There was someone there, and they were approaching in an unfriendly manner.

It doesn't force, it doesn't roar. It just seeps into your skin silently, like a drizzle, making you instinctively want to keep your distance.

this moment.

Chen Baiyu became aware of the effects and feelings when [Intuition·lv1] was in use.

Being so close by, almost a minute in advance, allowed him to anticipate the approaching malice.

It can be said to be quite practical.

He finally understood what it meant to say that "there is no obvious prompt when the skill is triggered, it is only presented as a 'physical instinct reaction' and the host needs to perceive and adapt to it on his own".

While thinking.

The black man had already come up to Chen Baiyu not far away, and he still hadn't stopped talking.

"How dare you?!"

“fu*k…”

His face, which wasn't particularly dark, was flushed and red, and his excited expression was somewhat intimidating.

"leave me alone."

"stop!"

Chen Baiyu frowned and said.

Worried that the other person might not understand because their brain wasn't fully developed, he even said a sentence in English.

He really didn't want the other side to get closer, otherwise he would feel like he had bumped into something dirty.

only.

The black man seemed completely unconcerned.

He started cursing and swearing as he reached out his hand.

The hand was stretched out quickly and straight, as if it wanted to push someone or grab his clothes.

His actions were clearly provocative, as if he wanted to get back at the person who called him an "idiot."

However, in Chen Baiyu's eyes...

It's more like an underdeveloped brain directing the body to flailing about haphazardly.

Chen Baiyu's eyes turned cold.

I'm too lazy to guess what this black man is up to.

Just as the black man's hand was about to touch his chest.

Chen Baiyu moved.

His right hand shot out like lightning, precisely gripping the other man's wrist with such force that the black man let out a muffled groan.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Baiyu leaned forward slightly.

Step forward half a step with your left foot and twist your right arm in the process.

The grappling techniques were clean and efficient, without any unnecessary frills.

"Crack!"

After a soft sound.

The black man's wrists were twisted behind his back, forcing him to bend over and wince in pain.

I glanced at his leg, which he had broken before.

After a moment's hesitation, Chen Baiyu decided against kicking the ball, considering that they were in public.

However, I still applied some more force downwards.

It made it howl in pain.

"no?"

"Did I tell you to stop Nildoron?"

Chen Baiyu's left hand firmly pressed down on his shoulder, pinning him to the spot so he couldn't move.

Everyone around was stunned by this move.

The black man who was shouting and approaching just now.

He didn't even last a second under Chen Baiyu's control before being completely subdued. His movements were so fast that many people didn't even see how he made his move.

A few scattered shouts of "Awesome!" came from the large crowd of onlookers.

not far away.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses and others who had previously backed down hadn't gone far and were standing on the roadside watching.

The man in the gold thread became increasingly angry the more he thought about it, feeling that leaving like this was too frustrating. He was nearby with his men, plotting how to get revenge.

However, this is what I witnessed.

They were all stunned into silence.

Although the opponent was a black man who seemed to have a crippled leg, beating him didn't seem like a big deal.

However, he has at least some experience in the sport.

They understand the power of this technique far better than the average person.

The timing, angle, force, and center of gravity control—every detail was just right, demonstrating professional-level grappling skills.

What's even more terrifying is that this was done right after Chen Baiyu finished running a marathon.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses couldn't help but shiver, secretly glad that he had backed down earlier.

If I had actually gotten into a conflict with this guy, I'd probably be lying on the ground begging for his dad's attention right now.

After all, even if the other side couldn't defeat so many of them, they could still easily capture the leader and beat him to death when the fight really started.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

Let's go! Let's get going!
He immediately turned around and sped away with his people, as if he wished he had an extra leg.

"Don't use excessive force!"

The medical staff and the chief planner then realized what was happening and rushed over.

Zhang Yuanzhi also rushed over immediately.

Seeing that the black man was alright and just under control, he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as no one was killed, it was a trivial matter for him and the chief planner around him.

So, while he and Chen Baiyu held down the black man's arm, he whispered to Chen Baiyu, "Don't be impulsive! I'll handle this!"

Chen Baiyu glanced at Zhang Yuanzhi, then at the black man she had restrained and unable to move.

That guy was still cursing.

Although the voice was distorted by pain, the obscene language could still be heard.

Chen Baiyu secretly exerted force in his hands.

It silenced his mouth, which was spewing filth.

The next moment, he let go.

He then pulled out the tissues he always kept in his pocket and carefully wiped the spots where he had touched the mad dog, as if he had touched something dirty.

The black man had calmed down a bit, and when he saw this scene, he was about to pounce on the scene, but he was already held back by Zhang Yuanzhi and the chief planner on the left and right.

Before the black man could react, the two men, with disgusted expressions, pushed him toward the waiting ambulance.

The cursing was finally shut out inside the car the moment the door closed.

"Take him away, send him to the hospital! A mental hospital!"

The chief planner gave the order sternly.

His tone betrayed a lack of patience.

He is able to contact the government to organize such competitions, and he is also one of the key organizers of the large-scale marathon in Chengdu in a few days.

It certainly has a significant background.

I didn't want to cause trouble in the first place.

But talking to this black man nicely for a long time was useless.

Not only are they still demanding exorbitant compensation, but they are also attempting to take action against the champion of this competition.

So……

Judging from how this mad dog was biting people indiscriminately just now, it really should be labeled as mentally ill and sent to a mental hospital to be locked up for life.

"Damn it, from now on, no black people are allowed in any activities I'm involved in."

"All the foreigners should just go to work!"

The chief planner muttered a curse under his breath.

He then nodded to Zhang Yuanzhi, frowned, walked away, turned on his phone, and started making a call, seemingly to someone.

Zhang Yuanzhi instructed his staff to tell everyone not to take pictures, and then organized the rest of the people to stop watching the commotion and hurry to the finish line area to prepare for the awards ceremony.

Finished with this.

He came to Chen Baiyu's side and said, "Don't worry too much. We really can't stand this kind of brainless person either. The chief planner has plenty of ways to deal with him."

Chen Baiyu nodded.

He wasn't worried.

In reality, that kind of person didn't deserve to linger in his mind for long.

His somber expression stemmed from his deep contemplation and reflection on the feeling he experienced when [Intuition·lv1] was activated.

After the black man was subdued by him.

The intuition that comes as fast as the tide also recedes just as quickly.

It disappeared without a trace in just a few moments.

But deep down, he remembered the feeling of [Intuition·lv1] working for the first time—this ability to sense malice in advance might help him avoid a lot of trouble in the future.

"Let's go, let's go collect the award."

As Zhang Yuanzhi spoke, he patted Chen Baiyu on the shoulder.

At this time.

The chief planner came back after making the phone call.

When Zhang Yuanzhi saw the chief planner return, he seemed to suddenly remember something and introduced him to Chen Baiyu: "Oh right, let me introduce you."

"This is Wang Shijie, the chief planner of the Suining Marathon, one of the main organizers of the Chengdu Marathon in a few days, and also a former leader of the Provincial Sports Bureau."

Zhang Yuanzhi smiled and patted the chief planner on the shoulder, saying, "We're old comrades-in-arms. We've known each other since we were young in the provincial team. Later, he went to the sports bureau, and I stayed on the front line as a coach."

Wang Shijie looks to be in his fifties.

He was impeccably dressed in a suit, with a resolute face and eyes that revealed the composure of someone who had long held a high position.

He extended his hand with a slightly approving smile: "Chen Baiyu, right? That move you just made was really beautiful! And your skills are so agile, you're truly a promising young man."

Chen Baiyu shook hands politely, her tone calm: "Mr. Wang, you're too kind. It was just self-preservation."

Zhang Yuanzhi chimed in, "Old Wang, you have no idea, this young man is a genius! He ran a marathon in his first year in two hours and twenty-nine minutes, with almost no fluctuation in his pace throughout. More importantly, he has never received any professional training!"

Wang Shijie's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Oh? Is that so?"

He looked Chen Baiyu up and down again, as if he were looking at a rare treasure: "If this is true, then you are truly a rare track and field prodigy."

“It’s absolutely true!” Zhang Yuanzhi said excitedly. “I’ve checked his records, and there’s no competition history at all. It’s pure talent! If he can receive systematic training, I believe he has the potential to break the international record!”

Wang Shijie nodded thoughtfully: "That is indeed possible. Chen Baiyu, are you interested in professional track and field? If you are willing, I can provide you with some special channels to participate in higher-level competitions."

Chen Baiyu smiled slightly: "Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Wang, but I have other plans at the moment. I will consider it if the opportunity arises."

Wang Shijie wasn't surprised; instead, he nodded with even more appreciation: "It's good to have your own ideas. Whatever decision you make, I want to thank you for what happened today. I've already taken care of that crazy black man; he won't cause you any more trouble."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang."

Chen Baiyu nodded without asking any further questions.

He knew he would probably never see that black man again.

He didn't know the specifics.

In short, death is unlikely, but a complete ban from the sports bureau is certain. Perhaps, just as Wang Shijie said, they might find a pretext to send him to a mental hospital and lock him up for life.

This is a good thing.

It's about purifying the environment.

To be honest, he didn't want to have too much contact with this crazy, filthy thing. He was really afraid that spending too much time with it would lower his IQ.

Moreover, Chen Baiyu felt that if the black man knew his thoughts, he would also think that this was a good thing, since Wang Shijie wouldn't take his life, but Chen Baiyu really would.

If it's not in a public place, there won't be so much attention.

The black man was already dead when he tried to sabotage him on the track.

"Alright, let's go present the awards first."

"Don't keep the reporters waiting."

Seeing that the two had finished talking, Zhang Yuanzhi interjected.
After saying that, the three of them walked side by side toward the finish line.

(End of this chapter)