I practiced my spirituality alone in Hong Kong.

Chapter 102 The Nine Dragons Overlord... Should I avoid his sharp edge?!

"My goods, worth over ten thousand Hong Kong dollars!!"

Looking at the blazing orange-red flame on the ground, Bald Liang felt even more pained than when he saw his own father's body being cremated.

Having lost such a huge amount of goods, even if he manages to return to the gang, he will be purged and severely punished, if not killed.

As Bald Liang wailed in grief, Li Chang'an also heard the voice of a narrator.

Evil is burned by fire, and filth dissipates with the smoke. The righteous path of humanity cannot tolerate the rampant spread of poison. Young man, though you are not yet a great hero, you are already on the path to becoming one!

Young man, you have rendered a great service to the people by eradicating the poisonous insects; hereby you are rewarded with a suit of armor and a sword.

[Inferior Armor: Mountain Climbing Boots]

[Effect: Allows you to scale walls and cliffs as if walking on flat ground; any section that is not a perfect 90-degree angle is considered a slope.]

Using armor and weapons consumes a lot of health and mana; it is recommended that players equip them when their health and mana attribute exceeds 2.0.

"Hiking boots?"

This was the first time Li Chang'an had received a prop as a reward from the narrator. He was curious about how these props compared to those magical titles.

Before Li Chang'an could examine him closely, he heard Baldy Liang shout at him in a frenzy, "Hahaha, I'm finished, and you're finished too! You've ruined us both; you damn bastard!"

"Master Deng won't let me off the hook, and he won't let you get away with it either! He'll dig up every last drop of water in the world to find you and throw you into the sea!"

Li Chang'an was already preparing to return home.

But after hearing what Baldy Liang said, he stopped in his tracks.

He glanced at the Jianghu Person panel and found that the 1.0 Innate One from this special mission had not yet arrived in his account.

The narrator clearly believes that simply dealing with Baldy Liang and a few others is not enough to curb the arrogance of the drug trafficking organization.

He had been wondering why this was happening, but Baldy Liang's words had enlightened him.

The rewards for narrating tasks are often positively correlated with the difficulty of the task, the target of the task, or the negative impact on the people.

Two hundred rat demons are worth 0.1 Innate Level 1.

The Rain Night Killer is worth 0.3 Innate Level 1, while defeating the Eagle Claw Sect Master is worth 0.5 Innate Level 1.

So, can this little scum, Bald Liang, be compared to the leader of the Eagle Claw Sect?

Obviously not.

Looking at the indignant bald man, Li Chang'an suddenly realized, "It seems we have to start with you, this little rat, and follow the trail to find the big rat before taking him down in one fell swoop."

He turned around and walked up to Baldy Liang, and asked in a deep voice, disguised as a hoarse middle-aged man, "Who is Master Deng? Where does he live? What does he look like? How many people are around him?"

I'll give you thirty seconds to explain yourself. If you're even a second late, I'll break one of your fingers.

Baldy Liang looked at Li Chang'an as if he were looking at a madman.

"If you don't leave Hong Kong tonight, do you still want to deal with Deng Ye?"

Do you know who Deng Ye is? He's the Kowloon King!

"Damn it, I was wondering why someone dared to steal our Number Gang's goods. Turns out we ran into a lunatic who doesn't even understand the rules of the underworld!"

Seeing that this bald-headed idiot was talking nonsense, Li Chang'an completely lost his patience. He grabbed the bald man's hand and pulled him from the ground in front of him.

"What makes you think I should be afraid of this 'Master Deng' you're talking about, that I should avoid his sharp edge?"

"The first one."

"Oh my god!!"

Li Chang'an looked at the bald man Liang, who was screaming like a pig being slaughtered, and was speechless.

I haven't even broken it yet, what are you yelling about, you braised egg head of yours!

Just as Li Chang'an was looking at the bald man with some disgust at the irritating smell in his crotch, a cautious whisper suddenly came from behind him.

"Great, great hero!"

"I know who that Deng Ye is, and where he might be tonight."

Li Chang'an turned around and looked at Xu Nanjia, who was shivering in the night wind.

Her ankle was bleeding profusely, and her lips were pale, indicating a risk of excessive blood loss.

Xu Nanjia noticed that Li Chang'an was staring at her without making a move.

Perhaps it was the trust that arose from seeing him disregard worldly possessions and destroy the valuable heroin.

Perhaps it was some kind of inner impulse.

She removed her wig and said in a slightly hoarse, natural female voice, "Please believe me, I'm a reporter, I have information!"

Woo-wah-woo-wah—

A piercing siren rang out from afar.

Li Chang'an stared at Xu Nanjia for a moment, then swung his hand and knocked out Baldy Liang and the others.

He walked up to Xu Nanjia, his tall figure completely enveloping her in his shadow.

Xu Nanjia looked up at the face hidden by the brim of the baseball cap, her heart pounding like a drum, extremely nervous.

Just as she was anxiously wondering what Li Chang'an was going to do, he suddenly squatted down, tore off his entire sleeve, wrapped a strip of cloth tightly around the wound on her ankle, and tied a knot to stop the bleeding.

Xu Nanjia stared at his baseball cap, her previously rapid breathing gradually slowing down.

"Thank you, hero!"

"Cover your mouth."

"Eh?"

Xu Nanjia was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she felt a strong arm suddenly wrap around her waist.

The next second, her feet left the ground, and he carried her on his shoulder like a sack.

"Don't move, lie still."

Li Chang'an carried Xu Nanjia and looked at the Jianghu People panel.

[Allocable Innate 1: 0.52]

Infuse with Qi and blood.

As soon as Li Chang'an had a thought, the number marked after the Qi and Blood attribute on the panel quickly jumped to 1.52.

Li Chang'an suddenly felt a surge of heat coursing through his body, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

Although it hasn't reached the 2.0 attribute threshold required for narration yet, hopefully this will be enough.

Li Chang'an donned invisible climbing shoes and leaped into the air.

The alley wall, several meters high, was as flat as the ground under Li Chang'an's feet. He used a few steps to climb over the wall.

At the same time, a feeling of weightlessness also swept over Xu Nanjia, who was being carried by him.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, swallowing her gasp, feeling as if the world was spinning like a roller coaster.

The ground sometimes appears larger and sometimes smaller.

Sometimes I would run on the ground, and sometimes I would dart between rooftops and residential buildings at an angle almost perpendicular to the wall.

"I'm—flying across rooftops? No, I'm being carried around flying across rooftops!"

The night wind whistled past my ears.

Xu Nanjia gazed at the mysterious man carrying her through the shadows of the city under the moonlight, and subconsciously squeezed her legs together slightly.

A drop of water fell from a rooftop onto the back of her hand, feeling cool in the breeze.

It's wet.

Not long after Li Chang'an carried Xu Nanjia away.

A group of Kowloon police officers in khaki uniforms, led by Ah Wai, hurriedly ran to the back alley of the Star Disco.

When the police arrived at the scene, they were shocked and frowned at the sight of people lying haphazardly on the ground.

Ah Wei was calling out "Sister Jia, Sister Jia," but no one responded.

"Surround the dance hall first, don't let a single person escape!"

"What are you standing there for? Call the hospital right now! Have them come and get these drug traffickers. If we don't save them soon, they'll be dead!"

"Damn it, how did this turn into a gang shootout? It's so brutal!"

Inspector Zhang directed his subordinates to handle the scene, then took a deep breath, left the alley, and walked to a Bentley.

The car window rolled down, revealing Wen Zhilan's face.

"How is it?"

"Miss Wen, we've caught those drug smugglers, but—"

Upon hearing Inspector Zhang's words, Wen Zhilan subconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

The ground was littered with broken bones and mangled flesh, and there were no signs of a large-scale shootout. Judging from the footprints at the scene, it was likely the work of a single person, executed with extreme precision and ruthlessness.

Li Chang'an, is that you?

But the camera is with me. How did you know there were people selling drugs tonight?

Is it really that much of a coincidence?

But if Li Chang'an really knew the contents of the camera, given his righteous indignation—

He wouldn't be heading straight for the Kowloon Marshal Deng Ye from the Number Gang, would he?

Wen Zhilan was very anxious, so she quickly got out of the car and ran to a nearby phone booth to call Li Chang'an.

A moment later, the call connected, and a male voice answered.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Is Li Chang'an home?

"Do you know my brother? He's been out all day. He said there might be a celebration party tonight, so he might be back late."

"Feed?"

Wen Zhilan hung up the phone and then called Huang Zhengli, asking him to inquire whether the crew's celebration banquet had ended.

Huang Zhengli acted quickly, giving a reply within minutes.

The crew's celebration party ended an hour ago.

In an instant, Wen Zhilan felt as if her heart had been gripped by a giant hand.

She knew Li Chang'an was very capable.

But no matter how powerful he is, he is still just a mortal. Can he really single-handedly form an army in modern society?

Can you still be like Superman, ignoring machetes and even bullets?

"You're so impulsive—"

Wen Zhilan took two deep breaths and began to use her connections to find the person by phone.

On the curb, Inspector Zhang was smoking when he suddenly received an order on his walkie-talkie.

Inspector Zhang picked it up and took a look. His mind went blank, and he instantly became alert.

This is an order from the West Kowloon Headquarters Superintendent!

Kowloon has police stations in each district, such as Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui. Above the district police stations are the East and West Kowloon Police Headquarters.

The highest-ranking officer is called the Assistant Commissioner of Police (ACP), who is usually a British national.

But those foreigners, unless absolutely necessary, don't care and won't interfere in the affairs of Hong Kong people.

The real frontline commanders with real power are Chinese who serve as police superintendents at headquarters.

Therefore, Inspector Zhang is currently receiving orders from the highest-ranking person in the entire Kowloon Police System!

"Does this mean it's my turn to improve?"

Inspector Zhang was extremely excited. He had been working for so many years and was eager to get promoted!

He quickly turned on the walkie-talkie and answered the orders from above.

But after hearing this, Inspector Zhang's face immediately fell.

"What the hell? They want me to lead a team to the Kowloon Overlord's triad stronghold to find someone? No wonder such a difficult task was assigned to a lowly inspector like me—"

"And it's one thing to be looking for someone, but they won't even tell us their name, whether they're male or female, all we know is that they're a person. What kind of search is that?!"

Inspector Zhang, increasingly troubled by his smoking, could only shout towards the distance, "Ma Jun, there's a tough job that offers opportunities for advancement. Would you mind coming with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure strode over.

He was wearing a black, tight-fitting leather jacket, exuding an arrogant and cold demeanor.

"What problems could there be with the police catching a thief?"

"So, when they run into something they can't solve, they're finally going to ask me to do the work?"

Ma Jun smiled, his eyes filled with smugness as he looked at Inspector Zhang.

Inspector Zhang nodded helplessly.

Ma Jun, who has won the police fighting championship for many years with overwhelming advantages, is skilled in a variety of mixed martial arts styles. He never carries a gun when handling cases, and only uses his fists and feet.

He is the police officer with the highest crime-solving rate in Kowloon, and also the police officer with the highest complaint rate.

Because every time he commits a crime, the perpetrator is always seriously injured or crippled. No matter what the background of the other party is, as long as they are a "thief," he will beat them until they bleed and break their bones.

This is such a powerful trump card that the Kowloon Police Station had to chain him up before daring to release him!

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