Quick Transmigration: Learning Makes Me Improve

Demon Kingdom, City M.

Bright lights and bustling activity, humid and sweltering.

Qi Tongwei seemed like a ghost.

Strolling along the bustling street.

His extraordinary divine sense enveloped him, making him appear as if he were invisible.

Anyone who saw it.

They would subconsciously ignore it.

Qi Tongwei relied on the memories he obtained from searching the soul of the spotted tiger.

Heading to Sang Biao's lair.

Sang Biao's lair is on the banks of the Mekong River.

An abandoned, giant dock warehouse.

He transformed it into an armed fortress.

There were countless sentries, both overt and covert.

They hoarded large quantities of food, weapons, cash, and gold bars.

The surrounding area is a vast expanse of slums.

A mixed bag.

If there is any commotion outside.

Sang Biao would also receive the news very quickly.

They escaped by boat.

It was dark and windy, and thick fog blanketed the Mekong River.

Qi Tongwei stood in the shadows outside the warehouse.

He scanned the entire fortress with his divine sense.

"Tsk tsk. Quite cautious, huh."

Qi Tongwei sighed.

With his extraordinary divine sense, everything inside the fortress was crystal clear.

Hundreds of desperados.

There are also countless armed sentries, both overt and covert.

The location of the armory and the vault.

And Sang Biao, his brow furrowed in the bomb disposal office.

He muttered, "Why is there still no news about Spotted Tiger?"

What he didn't know was.

Death has arrived.

Qi Tongwei pushed off with his feet, his figure disappearing like a wisp of smoke.

They floated lightly over the high wall.

Enter the warehouse.

A high vantage point.

A gunman is patrolling with his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt a chill behind him.

Before he could even turn around...

A hand had already silently pressed down on the back of his neck.

"Snap!"

With a slight cracking sound.

He then fell into a sweet sleep.

It will now be taken offline.

"The first one," Qi Tongwei said expressionlessly.

He used his spatial abilities to take away his gun and body.

then.

He did the same thing.

They resolved one overt and covert sentry after another.

at last.

The people inside realized something was wrong.

It was so quiet.

Both visible and invisible sentries have lost contact.

Even the people sent out to investigate have disappeared without a trace.

The supervisor in charge of security panicked.

They quickly sounded the alarm.

He then hurriedly reported to Sang Biao.

The entire fortress instantly erupted in excitement.

Countless gunmen emerged from all directions.

In fear and anger.

He fired randomly into the darkness.

They wanted to force out Qi Tongwei, this invisible ghost.

The automatic rifle's fire splattered wildly.

They wove together a barrage of death.

"This is a bit troublesome!"

Qi Tongwei strolled around as if taking a leisurely walk.

Dodge the incoming bullets.

He sighed.

Under his divine sense,

These supersonic bullets moved as slowly as an old lady crossing the street.

But the bullets are so dense.

It's quite annoying.

Then an idea struck him.

An invisible wave swept over the gunmen.

So they all forgot to fire their guns.

It was as if I had been attacked by Li Leping's forgotten ghost.

In reality, Qi Tongwei gave them a group "psychological suggestion" buff.

Qi Tongwei rushed into the crowd.

Fist, palm, fingers, knee, elbow.

Every part of his body had been transformed into a terrifying killing weapon.

A single punch unleashed a force of over ten thousand jin (approximately 5,000 kg).

It directly cuts the enemy in two.

He chopped down with a palm strike.

He cut the man and his gun in two.

He grabbed a machete at random.

A flash of light.

The three gunmen around him were killed at the shoulder.

Fresh blood gushed out.

They died a horrible death.

His movements were concise and efficient.

Every strike is deadly.

There wasn't a single unnecessary movement.

It's like a tiger among sheep.

Wherever they went, they left behind a trail of wailing and corpses.

Martial arts are techniques for killing.

Qi Tongwei now completely believes in this statement.

As the saying goes, "He who possesses a sharp weapon will naturally harbor murderous intent."

Not to mention Qi Tongwei, a "demon god" among mortals with extraordinary strength.

In my previous life, I lived in a courtyard house.

And this world of name.

These were all peaceful times.

Qi Tongwei also suppressed his violent tendencies.

Now in this chaotic place.

Finally, I'm free.

He looked up at the sky and laughed.

He seemed like a bloodthirsty madman.

Qi Tongwei stepped over a pool of blood.

He walked step by step toward Sang Biao.

Sang Biao looked terrified.

Is this even human?

Hundreds of outlaws' henchmen were no match for him.

Even with six bodyguards by his side.

They are all Muay Thai masters who can take on a hundred opponents single-handedly.

Sang Biao felt completely unsafe.

The six guards watched Qi Tongwei warily.

He roared.

Attack from the front, back, left, and right simultaneously.

The force of punches and kicks completely enveloped Qi Tongwei.

Qi Tongwei smiled.

Bah, everyone here is trash.

He simply delivered a "side punch".

"boom!"

The air seemed to explode.

The guards are nearly two meters tall in front.

It was like being hit by a big truck.

He was sent flying backwards.

The concrete wall was dented in the shape of a human.

Then, his figure turned around like a ghost.

Avoid elbow strikes and knee strikes from both sides.

His hands moved like nimble snakes emerging from their holes.

It precisely gripped their heads and gently touched them.

"Bang!"

Like two watermelons colliding.

Red and white things splashed everywhere.

The last three were swept away by his "leg sweep".

His leg bones were completely shattered, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

The door to Sang Biao's office was practically useless to him.

A gentle push.

The entire door then collapsed inwards with a loud crash.

Sang Biao was holding a submachine gun.

He frantically pulled the trigger.

Bullets rained down like a storm.

Qi Tongwei neither dodged nor avoided the attack.

There seemed to be an invisible "field" around his body.

The bullet was three inches from his body.

He was repelled by the protective aura around his body.

It fell to the ground with a clattering sound.

This is what it means to be unharmed even when facing a god.

A small submachine gun.

They still want me to break down.

Sang Biao emptied his magazine.

Looking at Qi Tongwei, who was completely unharmed.

She was so frightened that she cried bitterly.

He crawled on the ground and kowtowed.

"Great hero, true man, immortal."

I was wrong. I will never do it again.

Please, have mercy on me.

Qi Tongwei snorted coldly.

"Hmph, spare you? Too late!"

When you offered a bounty on my head, why didn't you realize you were wrong?

You know you were wrong.

He knew he was going to die.

Then he killed Sang Biao with a single blow.

This pot-bellied tyrant roamed Southeast Asia.

I only realized it when I was dying.

Just how terrifying a being has he provoked?

Then Qi Tongwei activated the power of space.

The corpses of everyone except Sang Biao.

They are all buried beneath this fortress.

Including the spotted tiger that was killed earlier.

Qi Tongwei then found Sang Biao's vault.

It was piled high with bundles of US dollars and euros.

And piles and piles of gold bars.

"Thank you for Sang Biao's gift."

Qi Tongwei confiscated all the money using his spatial ability.

After you've finished these tasks...

He went to a computer.

My hands moved like phantoms across the keyboard.

His maxed-out computer skills, combined with his powerful divine sense.

He's practically a god in the digital world.

He easily cracked all of Sang Biao's bank accounts.

Funds that are spread across several offshore accounts around the world.

The money was transferred instantly through hundreds of anonymous channels.

Ultimately, the money was transferred into several elusive "ghost accounts" that he created himself.

The whole process was smooth and took no more than three minutes.

No trace was left behind.

Before leaving.

He threw a grenade into the almost empty armory.

"boom--"

The explosion shook the entire dock.

a few days later.

Qi Tongwei is in his office in Lüzhou.

Looking at international news.

A brief news item about "M City tycoon and philanthropist Sang Biao being attacked and killed in an explosion".

I calmly closed the page.

A tycoon and a great philanthropist?

That Sang Biao is actually a pretty good guy.

And the underground world.

They fell silent, like cicadas in winter.

Everyone knows Sang Biao.

That's a top-tier big shot.

A reward has just been offered for Qi Tongwei.

He was killed so quietly.

Even his underlings have mysteriously disappeared.

Qi Tongwei is terrifying.