Terraria: The Digitalized Me Is Causing Chaos

"Is there still any justice? Is there still any law?"

As the white light faded, Yang Tao heard those familiar words that resonated deep within his bones.

Looking at the building before him, projected from the depths of his memory into reality, Yang Tao felt a sense of bewilderment.

The dazzling neon lights and Western-style architecture made him realize where he was now.

The seemingly bustling street had no pedestrians at all, creating an extremely oppressive feeling.

"Is this when *Kung Fu* just started?"

This place was now sealed off by the Axe Gang, in order to completely eliminate the boss of the Crocodile Gang.

Of course, that was a secondary reason.

The Crocodile Gang had long been eroded by the Axe Gang; it could be said that apart from the Crocodile Gang boss and a few lackeys, the entire Crocodile Gang was practically defunct.

At that moment, a crash came from inside the police station, and a series of footsteps came from the nearby police station.

Bang…

The wooden door was kicked open from the inside, and a group of people walked out.

The one leading the group was none other than the Crocodile Gang boss, wearing a black Zhongshan suit and a hat.

He lewdly put his arm around a woman's slender waist.

His rough hand kept sliding, soon touching her roundness.

Slap…

A soft sound rang out, making people couldn't help but imagine that round protrusion. Was the elasticity really that good?

Yang Tao's eyes also revealed a hint of appreciation.

'Director Feng really understands men…'

The Crocodile Gang boss was played by Feng Xiaogang, so he had Feng Xiaogang's face.

"Heh heh, I wouldn't do business like making movies; not a single person shows up on Sundays."

As soon as he finished complaining, he noticed Yang Tao looking at his group and said in an unfriendly tone, "Hey kid, what are you looking at?"

"Never seen a woman before? Want to come up and touch her?"

The Crocodile Gang boss's words immediately caused a burst of laughter from his subordinates, and the woman in the cheongsam playfully hit the Crocodile Gang boss.

Yang Tao didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, and the Crocodile Gang boss also noticed that the atmosphere around him was a little strange.

Logically speaking, this street was a bustling street, and even late at night, it shouldn't be this quiet, let alone now that it wasn't even late at night.

The entire street only had the three of them, including the young man in the cloth shirt in front of him.

A drop of sweat ran down the Crocodile Gang boss's forehead, and a flustered expression flashed across his face. He said to his subordinates, "Go back!"

But as soon as they turned around, the door of the police station was slammed shut from the inside, and the originally open windows around them were also tightly closed from the inside.

A gust of wind blew by, and a chilling atmosphere descended.

Neat footsteps came from both ends of the street, and a group of people in black suits marched neatly towards the entrance of the police station.

Seeing this, Yang Tao silently took a few steps back and stood against the wall, so as not to be accidentally injured by the Thompson submachine guns later.

Looking at the dark mass of people, he commented in his heart:

'It looks like there are at least a thousand people… This Axe Gang is not bad…'

In true history, the Axe Gang had tens of thousands of subordinates, although most of them were peripheral members, there were also many core members.

And the boss of the Axe Gang was an upright and impressive figure.

In the tragic history of the Chinese nation's war of resistance, there was an almost forgotten organization—the Iron-Blooded Assassin Squad.

And the leader of the assassin squad was Wang Yaqiao, the Axe Gang leader known as the number one assassin of the Republic of China.

Even gangland tycoons like Huang Jinrong and Du Yuesheng were somewhat afraid of him.

The Crocodile Gang boss now knew that things were completely out of his control.

"Call for help!"

A subordinate immediately took out a firework from his pocket and lit it. With a whoosh, a red spark flew into the sky.

A brilliant firework bloomed in the sky.

And Brother Chen, the Axe Gang boss standing under the fireworks, walked lazily in front of the crowd and said, "No need to send it, you bumpkin."

"When you were hitting the police, all your subordinates were already taken care of by me."

Brother Chen was wearing a white hat, which stood out among the group of black suits. When he spoke, he revealed a set of charred teeth.

They were caused by smoking opium.

"Axe Gang, I'll fight you!"

The Crocodile Gang boss shouted at Brother Chen with a strained voice, looking desperate. The woman beside him was trembling with fear.

As his voice fell, the four lackeys beside him also took out axes and ran towards Brother Chen without the slightest fear.

Unfortunately… courage cannot stop bullets. From the Axe Gang's crowd, several members holding Thompson submachine guns came out and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Da da da…

The Thompson submachine guns made a typewriter-like sound, justifying its nickname of Chicago Typewriter.

Four subordinates with decent skills were directly riddled with holes.

And after saying that sentence just now, the Crocodile Gang boss ran directly to the side, not even caring about his woman.

He just dodged the Axe Gang's strafing.

Unfortunately, a sharp axe skimmed across the ground and chopped off the Crocodile Gang boss's foot.

This move made Yang Tao's eyes light up.

'As expected of the world of *Kung Fu*, it really is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers…'

Not to mention the masters in Pig Cage Alley, the four lackeys of the Crocodile Gang boss just now also had good skills. Otherwise, they wouldn't have had the courage to charge at Brother Chen.

And the second-in-command who threw the flying axe was also not simple. Being able to cut off the Crocodile Gang boss's foot with a flying axe was much more difficult than killing him directly.

"Ah… Ah…"

A scream came from the Crocodile Gang boss's mouth. Brother Chen took the sharp axe handed over by his subordinate, walked with a defiant gait, and danced strangely towards the Crocodile Gang boss who was lying on the ground and wailing.

"Wait! Wait!"

"Do you remember? I even treated you to a meal!"

But Brother Chen didn't even have the idea of talking to him, raised the sharp axe in his hand and chopped it down directly.

Puff puff…

The sound of the sharp axe entering flesh made people's scalps tingle, and dark red blood flowed on the road.

The Crocodile Gang boss, who was also a figure, died on this road.

Yang Tao watched with relish, without the slightest feeling of discomfort, and even complained in his heart:

'The live version of *Kung Fu* is really wonderful… This Brother Chen's body is too weak. He was sweating profusely after only four or five chops. Sure enough, opium is harmful…'

Brother Chen straightened up and shook his sore neck. He noticed Yang Tao's gaze and looked up.

It was a young man with a delicate appearance, with a smile on his face and bright eyes. Brother Chen didn't know why, but he felt that this young man was out of tune with everything around him.

He raised his arm and waved to Yang Tao.

Yang Tao was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his finger and pointed at himself:

"Are you calling me?"