American homeless people, surviving in the city

After surveying his surroundings, Lin Qi refocused his attention on the enemy before him.

Although he didn't recall the two people at first, he now remembered how they robbed him when he first transmigrated.

This tall, muscular, fat black man was extremely strong, but he fought without any strategy or method, clearly just someone who used his size to bully the weak.

But precisely because of this, he showed no mercy and acted without restraint.

It was only because Lin Qi had just transmigrated and was not yet fully conscious that he didn't resist much and only took a few punches, thus avoiding a severe beating.

However, the few punches thrown haphazardly by the other party left several bruises on Lin Qi's body that lingered for several days.

Lynch had not learned any fighting techniques and was at a disadvantage in terms of height and weight.

This fight will be very difficult.

As for the skinny guy next to him, Lin Qi could ignore him for the time being.

Unless he suddenly pulls a knife out of his pocket, he'll pose little threat to Lynch.

As his thoughts raced, the tall, fat, dark-skinned DeShawn was already close in on Lynch, looking down at him.

Lin Qi didn't even need to look up to smell the bad breath emanating from this guy, who hadn't brushed his teeth for who knows how many days.

Seeing that Lin Qi did not respond for a long time, DeShawn suddenly frowned and shouted angrily:

"I'm talking to you! Why aren't you answering me? Are you pretending to be deaf?!"

Before he could finish speaking, he raised his thick hand, intending to slap Lin Qi across the face without any mercy!

Fortunately, his angry roar before his sudden attack gave Lin Qi time to react.

Before the slap landed on his face, Lin Qi suddenly raised his arm and blocked the blow with his elbow and strong forearm.

Even after successfully blocking the slap, DeShawn's relentless blow still left Lynch's forearm burning with pain. He had no doubt that if that slap had landed on his face, it would have at least caused a temporary concussion!

This guy...!

A surge of anger rose within Lin Qi.

Although he successfully blocked the attack, according to the system's countdown timer, he only has 40 seconds left to hold on!

"...Wow, you're pretty good, kid!"

Seeing Lynch block his slap, DeShawn glared and grinned.

"So, you want to defy me? Was the beating I gave you last time too lenient?!"

Seeing that Lynch remained silent, DeShawn erupted in an even more ear-piercing roar:

"Are you deaf? Answer me!"

Lynch knew that these shouts were just DeSean bluffing.

But before the real battle begins, the confrontation of momentum is indeed quite important. Even if it can't scare the enemy away, it can at least buy a few seconds.

Therefore, he simply maintained a guarded posture, with his arms slightly lowered and his hands protecting his chest.

This is the standard starting stance in boxing.

Then, he raised his head, stared into DeShawn's eyes, and spoke slowly, his tone neither humble nor arrogant:

"Although there were many reasons for what happened last time, it can be concluded that I was simply less skilled than others, so I can let it go."

"But if you two still want to steal my money today, I won't tolerate you as I did before."

"Out of courtesy to us at Tokyo University, this is just a warning."

"Don't say you weren't warned. If you want to get away unscathed, leave immediately. Warning... there won't be a second time!"

Of course, Lin Qi didn't know what methods the system would give him to fight against these two thugs, but in any case, he had to pretend that he still had the ability to easily resist.

Accompanied by righteous words and mysterious language from the distant East, an invisible aura suddenly emanated from Lin Qi.

The "Bluster" effect is activated!

This was exactly the effect Lynch wanted: to disguise himself as an experienced martial artist in order to try and delay the enemy's attack!

In DeShawn's eyes, the aura emanating from the young Asian man in front of him, who was not particularly robust, suddenly changed.

Previously, in his view, Lin Qi was just an ordinary person who was easy to bully. Although he did not look like a homeless person, he was just like the ordinary people who usually live in the city.

They are simple and honest, but they neither know how to use force nor have the courage to do so.

DeShawn has always looked down on people like that.

He was born in the Beacon Hill neighborhood in the southern part of Seattle, a predominantly Black area that is also considered one of the most chaotic parts of the city, almost comparable to the infamous Queens, New York.

When he was very young, his parents abandoned him at an orphanage and left him heartlessly.

The orphanage was funded by a nearby Black church and was extremely poor in supplies. The few employees at the orphanage could barely feed the children and had no energy to do anything else.

DeShawn never received a proper education growing up; instead, he had to learn to use his physical strength to snatch food from other children.

Therefore, before taking to the streets, he had already established his worldview:

The law of the jungle is the truth of this world, and those so-called "civilized people" who hide in a hypocritical civilized society and resist using their own power are nothing more than lambs walking upright.

That's why he feels no remorse when he violently oppresses other homeless people on the streets of Seattle, in this unregulated gray area of ​​society.

Similarly, when DeShawn attacked Lynch, he never even considered the possibility of Lynch resisting.

How can a lamb resist?

However, at this moment, as Lynch uttered the last word, DeShawn watched as the "lamb" before him underwent some inexplicable change in his eyes, movements, and posture.

On its own, each of these elements—eyes, movements, and posture—is unremarkable in itself, but when they are combined in Lynch,

DeShawn sensed a threat from this.

This is not the smell of a lamb, but... the smell of a predator.

He instinctively took a step back, instantly losing the desire to continue using violence to exert pressure.

Seeing the other person's subconscious action, Lin Qi chuckled inwardly.

It worked!

He wasn't actually sure if bluffing would work on the two of them, but he was in a dangerous situation and had no choice but to take the gamble.

DeShawn's retreat proves that he has won this bet!

Similarly, DeShawn would never know that it was precisely because of his low intelligence and lack of education that he was influenced by bluffing.

He can only rely on instinct to judge the strength of friend and foe. Under the skill judgment, he is no different from those mindless beasts!

Taking a moment to spare, Lin Qi glanced at the system task panel again:

There are 20 seconds left to hold on!

Seeing the two locked in a stalemate, neither making any further moves, Martin, the skinny thug watching from the sidelines, was somewhat puzzled.

He didn't sense any threat from Lynch, only that Lynch was bluffing. So he looked at Lynch, then at DeShawn, and asked, somewhat puzzled:

"Boss, so, are we not going to do it?"

Lynch didn't react to those words, but simply stared calmly into DeShawn's eyes without saying a word.

An invisible sense of oppression traveled through his eyes to the depths of DeShawn's heart, making him feel fear for no reason. A few drops of cold sweat slid down his dark, shiny forehead and dripped from his chin onto his shirt collar.

DeShawn was tempted to back down, but being questioned by his underling and stared at by so many acquaintances on the street made him feel extremely aggrieved if he just left.

Being forced back by a nobody with just a glance—how is DeShawn supposed to survive on this street from now on?

After much deliberation, DeShawn gritted his teeth and forced himself to unleash his final, fierce determination:

"You damn bastard, you think you can scare your grandpa? If I were scared away by your words, I wouldn't be DeShawn!"

As he spoke, he raised his huge fist and slammed it hard into Lin Qi's face!