The Unremarkable Demolition Office Director and a Lesson from the Furniture City War God

Indoor Comprehensive Training Hall No. 2

The side of the field was piled with discarded desks, wooden folding chairs, and a dozen or so security doors haphazardly placed together, all salvaged from the flea market.

Chan Ka-kui was standing on a rubber mat, wearing a dark blue sports jacket.

While warming up by rotating his wrists, he glanced at his two young foreign colleagues opposite him.

The pale-skinned, deep-set-eyed Japan man from Japan on the left is Ueda Kenji, exuding a gloomy, art student vibe.

The petite girl on the right with short hair is named Ichirai Hisako.

She was bowing respectfully to Chan Ka-kui with a solemn expression.

"Instructor Chen, please give me your guidance!"

"Captain Hu said you are the most experienced close-combat expert and super cop in the bureau! He told us to give it our all to test our abilities."

"Oh dear! What experts? They're just bragging in front of the leaders."

Chan Ka-kui rubbed his big nose and grinned at the two of them.

"Today we're simulating a real combat encounter. Both of you, come at me together. If you can hold me down for five seconds, the stir-fried pork from the cafeteria tonight is on me!"

"Instructor Chen, are you sure you want the two of us to attack together? My psionic armor is very powerful when fully activated."

"Kenji's biomechanical proliferation is also dangerous..."

"It's alright, it's alright. I don't have any other skills, but I'm tough and can take a beating."

"Go ahead and hit me all you want!"

Chan Ka-kui took two steps back and hooked a wooden folding chair next to his feet into his hand.

Seeing Ichirai Hisako Chan Ka-kui had put it this way, Ichiki Hisako no longer hesitated.

Crimson psychic energy surged from her body, instantly condensing into a three-meter-tall giant psionic armor.

At the same Ueda Kenji's right arm burst open, and countless dark red biological tentacles and bone spurs multiplied wildly, turning into a vast net of thorns that covered Chan Ka-kui.

Before the two young men even launched their attack, they were already mentally calculating how to hold back their strength so as not to send the instructor, who had an average physique, to the emergency room.

Chan Ka-kui stared at the giant red fist hurtling towards him and the sky filled with bone spikes.

He didn't even move his Inner Qi.

Because he didn't know any of Ah Qi's mysterious qigong at all.

Chan Ka-kui simply tossed the nearly new wooden folding chair in his hand forward.

It landed precisely in the blind spot of Ichirai Hisako's knee joint.

While the girl was looking down at the chair...

He pushed off the floor with his left foot.

He crouched low and slipped under the giant armor.

A crisp sound of impact rang out.

Ueda Kenji's biomechanical tentacle lashed out and struck Ichirai Hisako's psionic warrior arm squarely.

"Gorgeous! Hisako, this guy is as slippery as an eel!"

"It's alright, Kenji. I used a wide-range sweeping attack to block his movement. His speed wasn't faster than our reflexes!"

Ichirai Hisako controlled the three-meter-tall giant samurai to turn around, and its two Iron Fists attacked Chan Ka-kui from the left and right.

If it were Ling Ling Qi here, he would definitely cleave her shell in two with a single blow.

But Ling Ling Liu and Chan Ka-kui always preferred to use what was available, so they grabbed the edge of a double desk next to them with both hands.

With waist and hips in unison, he lifted up with a single motion.

He used the entire table as a shield and rammed into the fist from the left.

The wooden table was smashed to pieces with tremendous force, and wood chips and drawer parts flew everywhere, covering Ichirai Hisako's face.

Chan Ka-kui seized the opportunity to grab the broken half of the table leg.

Using the flying planks as leverage, he flipped himself onto the shoulder of the giant armor.

"Little girl, don't just look ahead when you're fighting, or the wind will be blowing through your head!"

Chan Ka-kui took the piece of wooden table leg and tapped it three times on the top of the psionic armor helmet, like striking a wooden fish.

The force of an ordinary person swinging a wooden stick was enough to make Ichirai Hisako's eardrums throb.

The focus that was maintaining the armor shifted, and the red light on half of his shoulder instantly dissipated.

"Brother Jiansi, help me force him to back down!"

In Ueda Kenji's left side of his body transformed into a Hive- shaped biological bone spike launcher.

Dozens of Bone Spears with their tips ground flat shot towards Chan Ka-kui.

"Oh my, you're using long-range spraying, huh? I've seen that trick a lot when I was catching ruthless gangsters in Hong Kong!"

Chan Ka-kui yelled and leaped off the shoulder of the armor.

He casually scooped up an aluminum alloy security door standing on the sidelines in mid-air, and nailed the Bone Spears all the way to the door panel.

The impact propelled Chan Ka-kui backward seven or eight meters.

Using the momentum of his gliding motion, he pushed off with both feet on the pile of discarded tires.

He and the door panel slid down onto Ueda Kenji like they were on a slide.

The young artist had no idea that someone could use the recoil from the impact to make a backflip.

In a panic, they quickly activated the tentacles of the creatures on the ground to build a wall of flesh.

Chan Ka-kui was quick-witted and agile.

Release the security door just before hitting the wall of flesh.

He slid across the ground, grabbed a roll of packing tape lying on the ground, and spun around Ueda Kenji's still-mutated legs twice.

They then used duct tape to wrap Ueda Kenji's ankle to a nearby iron post.

He grabbed a woven bag from the ground, pulled it over the other person's head, and then tightened it with both hands.

"Ugh! What is that? I can't see it!"

With his Ueda Kenji wildly swung his body, covered in mechanical bone spikes, hacking and slashing.

As a result, all the blows landed on Ichirai Hisako rushed over to help.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chan Ka-kui crawled out from under the woven bag and picked up a dry powder fire extinguisher from the fire hydrant on the side of the field.

Remove the safety pin.

He sprayed the powder at the two disorganized young men, and a thick cloud of dry powder smoke immediately enveloped half of the training ground.

When the smoke clears.

Ichirai Hisako's psionic armor had completely dissipated, and she was now sitting on the ground, patting the white powder off her body.

Ueda Kenji even worse.

Those hideous biomechanical tentacles were tangled in a tight knot, with half a plastic woven bag perched on their heads.

Chan Ka-kui placed the empty fire extinguisher on the ground and patted the white ash off his hands.

He bent down and pulled the two of them up from the ground.

"Ahem, Instructor Chen, what style of ancient martial arts did you just use?"

"Why is it that even though your strength and speed are only slightly greater than an ordinary person, we can't even touch the hem of your clothes?"

Ichirai Hisako wiped the powder off her face, her eyes wide with deep confusion.

Ueda Kenji also withdrew the mutated organization from his body.

He stared at the pile of broken wood, shattered door panels, and rolled-up duct tape on the ground, trembling.

"This is terrifying! My biomechanical reconstruction can even tear apart the Japan Self-Defense Forces' armored vehicles, so how could it be completely sealed off by a plastic bag and two broken chairs?"

"What ancient martial arts? This is called a specially trained Furniture City Tactics, which is all about using whatever you have on hand."

Chan Ka-kui rubbed his shoulder and grinned.

"You two are very capable, but you rely too much on your own abilities."

"When you fight, you're like a stationary turret firing from a distance. If we just use some obstacles to block your line of sight and your firing rhythm, you'll trip yourselves up."

"I once chased a criminal, running uphill on a falling train. It was so thrilling! I almost slipped and fell off the cliff..."

The two young men exchanged a glance.

It was as if they could see one sentence in each other's eyes:

He's practically a superman.

The two men bowed deeply to Chan Ka-kui at a ninety-degree angle, their attitude more than ten times more devout than when they had just entered.

The training hall door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Old Zhang from the logistics department walked in, and his expression changed drastically when he saw the mess on the floor.

"Chan Ka-kui! You spendthrift! You've smashed all this old furniture again! I'm deducting two thousand yuan from your allowance this month!"

"No, Uncle Zhang! This is normal teaching expense! Go ask the supervisor for reimbursement! He's the one who asked me to test the new recruits!"

When Chan Ka-kui heard that his pay would be deducted, he couldn't hold back any longer.

His masterful demeanor vanished instantly, and he turned and slipped away towards the back door of the training hall.