Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

Li Xin roared.

Lightning bolts shot out from the right foot.

It landed squarely on the opponent's lower back.

This person's moves are ruthless and powerful, each strike potentially fatal, and he has also developed a strange and unpredictable shockwave technique.

Once you come into contact with this force, you can't exert your own strength at all.

It's as if the opponent is stubborn iron, while one's own strength is tofu.

If you confront someone head-on, your attack will dissipate with a single blow, putting you at a significant disadvantage in a fight.

But fortunately, I am not without my own advantages.

They react faster than their opponents and seize the initiative in their actions.

The opponent's counter-moves and transitions were incredibly fast, but I was even faster.

With a single kick, he knocked away the opponent's stake, causing him to lose his balance.

The old man's reverse grabbing motion meant he couldn't reach his own kidneys.

A sharp wind swept past his abdomen along the front of his clothes...

Before the old man could change his move again, the revolver that had been launched into the air fell to the ground and was caught by Li Xin's toe.

The gun was pointed directly at the face of the old man who was rushing forward again.

In his terrified eyes.

bah...

Flames shot out.

The short old man only had time to turn slightly before he was shot in the left side of his forehead, leaving a bloody hole.

Brain matter splattered and flowed out.

His body froze on the spot, he fell straight down, and never moved again.

"Even with such impressive skills, you can't stop a gun. Old man, times have changed."

Li Xin sneered and put away his revolver.

The bullets were all used up in the battle, which was a pity. But killing these scumbags made it all worthwhile.

He was born unable to tolerate certain people and certain things.

He died because of this in his previous life.

This life will be the same.

If they see them, they can't help but kill them all.

This is precisely why he was able to escape but didn't.

He was not satisfied with simply saving Xiaoyue.

From this battle, he also discovered that his divine fighting skills were indeed powerful, possessing many wondrous aspects.

However, in terms of the application of strength and the variation of fist techniques, they are still far behind these old guys who treat martial arts as a means of making a living.

The true skill to secure one's livelihood and protect one's country lies in first making the strongest points and then addressing the weaknesses.

With this thought in mind, Li Xin activated the [Spirit Communication] secret technique again.

After taking a closer look at the bound children, a sudden surge of joy filled his heart.

Several golden specks of light suddenly flew into his forehead.

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Chapter Nine: Having accomplished his task, he left without a trace and distributed a large sum of money.

Three golden points and two pale red points entered the body.

Li Xin suddenly turned his head and looked at the four girls and two boys who were tied up.

The group of people were sobbing, tears streaming down their faces, clearly indicating that they knew they had been saved.

However, he was tied up and had a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn't speak.

There was only one pretty girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with disheveled hair, who had managed to shake off the piece of cloth from her mouth, and had a bright red five-finger mark on her left cheek.

At this moment, his mouth was trembling, as if he were both crying and laughing, but he couldn't say a word.

The reason Li Xin glanced at her was because of the three golden lights he had just received. Two of them came from his older brother Li Cheng and his younger sister Li Xiaoyue, while the other came from her.

There were also two faint red dots of light, which came from an eleven or twelve-year-old boy and a girl around fourteen or fifteen years old.

The other two girls and one boy had no light at all.

One looked blank, another wary, and the third kept his head down, not daring to look over.

I have no idea what they're thinking.

Fortunately, it seems that none of these people have suffered any physical torture.

Moreover, they are generally beautiful. The girls are all lovely and fresh-faced, and the boys tend to be handsome and refined.

Thinking of his younger sister Xiaoyue's appearance, Li Xin guessed that this human trafficking den might even be selectively targeting people for kidnapping.

"Don't be afraid, you're all saved. What's your name?"

Thaksin picked up a small knife from the side and cut the ropes binding the men.

From the perspective of [psychic], these people are at worst white arcs of light; there are no disguised enemies, so there's no need to worry.

Although Li Xin looked very young, perhaps the children were intimidated by his recent ruthless display of violence, or perhaps it was his gentle tone and composed demeanor. Upon hearing the question, the children, who had been freed from their restraints, all burst into tears.

The young woman who contributed a bit of golden light was the one who calmed down the fastest.

She wiped away her tears heavily, curtsied, and timidly replied, "My surname is Zhuang, and my given name is Hongxiu. Thank you, young master, for saving my life."

what.

Li Xin paused for a moment, then looked down at his tattered clothes and thought to himself, "This girl is not simple. Not only is she polite, but she may also be literate."

Intending to inquire further, his powerful hearing allowed him to hear the commotion outside.

The sounds of gunfire and fighting must have caused some commotion, and it's likely that soon many idlers will muster up their courage and come to watch the excitement.

We dare not delay for too long.

He simply said, "Hongxiu, when you and the others go out later, shout and yell. Attract as many people as you can, understand?"

"understood."

"If you have a home, find one; if you don't, try to stay with relatives. If all else fails, I have some money here..."

Li Xin paused here, turning his head to look, his voice trailing off slightly.

He discovered that his younger sister had long forgotten the fear of being kidnapped, and was now picking out some money pouches from the corpses in the house.

Can you imagine a tiny little kid carefully rummaging through a bag, searching for money, just like picking mushrooms on a mountain?

Before he could say anything, he saw his older brother turn around and go out the door. He quickly returned with a smile on his face and his pockets were bulging, indicating that the corpses outside had also been searched.

He struggled to suppress a smile and quickly called out.

"Xiaoyue, come here."

They opened the largest money bag, which contained the money they had found on the body of the burly, fierce-looking man from before.

Li Xin glanced inside and saw a large handful of copper coins and a pile of loose silver.

Without thinking much, he grabbed a handful of coins, including silver and copper coins, and distributed them to the children.

He instructed, "Remember, this money must not be seen by outsiders. If all else fails, it should at least last for a while, so we won't starve. Let's get moving..."

He didn't get much; each person received only about one or two taels of silver.

Compared to the spoils of war, this is less than 10%, but it's enough. Any more and these children wouldn't have survived.

"Young master, how do I find you... and how should I address you?"

Zhuang Hongxiu's face showed great panic again. She called out to stop him, then quickly stopped and mustered up her courage to ask.

"Call me Third Prince." Li Xin's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't think much of it. He turned and walked out, but stopped after taking two steps and instructed, "Remember to make a big fuss. Aren't there foreign reporters on the street? Shout in front of them when you see them."

After saying this, Li Xin didn't linger and gave Li Cheng a wink.

The three siblings quickly disappeared out of the alley.

They turned left and right and darted into the crowd.

After a while, a commotion was heard from behind. Some people were screaming, some were crying, and some were running in panic.

You can see uniformed police officers rushing over, and sure enough, a few foreigners come forward to join the fun.

"Second brother, are they really saved?"

Li Cheng turned around and looked at it for a while before asking.

"I don't know, maybe."

Li Xin remained silent for a moment, then shook his head in reply.

I'm in a precarious situation now, barely able to save myself. The capital is so big, yet I don't seem to have a home at all.

In today's world, whether ordinary people can make a living depends entirely on fate.

Nobody knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.

"Let's go, let's find an inn first, wash up and change into new clothes, this won't do."

The three of them were now covered in stench and dressed in tattered clothes, looking even more wretched than beggars, making them quite conspicuous on the street.

In addition, the wanted poster was like a guillotine hanging over their heads.

If discovered by someone with ulterior motives, a single report could attract the attention of the police or foreigners. In the vast capital city, there might be no place for one to hide.

We can't keep killing all day long.

How can we live like that?

Therefore, the most urgent task is to change its appearance.

The most important thing is to change into nice clothes.

Speak respectfully to gentlemen, and dress with dignity to ward off petty people.

It has to be said that the underlying logic of this society has never changed since ancient times: it is to praise the powerful and belittle the weak.

If you dress well, at least no one will come up and step on you, saving you a lot of trouble.

"New clothes! They're so expensive, we..."

Li Cheng's honest face showed some hesitation, and he looked pained.

"Didn't you have money? How much did they just find?"

Li Xin was both amused and exasperated.

That's how families who are used to being poor are; they'll try to stretch every penny in half to spend it.

Despite having already amassed quite a few spoils, Li Cheng remains stingy; however, this should only be temporary.

Once he no longer goes hungry and has no worries about making a living, his illness will improve.

Xiaoyue, on the other hand, seems to have also awakened her money-grubbing tendencies, and she's more eager than anyone else to loot corpses.

But she's not stingy.

Previously, Li Xin had given some money to the kidnapped children, and the little girl didn't hesitate to give it to them at all.

In this respect, he is better than his older brother.

"I have eighty-three taels and five hundred and twenty cash here, and my elder brother has thirty-two taels and three hundred and thirty-two cash. We can buy it..."

Xiaoyue hid in the basket, wrinkling her little nose and counting on her fingers, her eyelashes fluttering, clearly her brain was working up a sweat.

"So much? Wait, Xiaoyue, how are you so good at calculating?"

She's only six years old.