Monster II (Seeking Recommendations)

Beside him, the phone that had started ringing vibrated incessantly!

Wu Shan's heart jolted.

Though he had only caught a fleeting glimpse, he recognized them at once as his two lackeys.

The two men who had been messaging him moments ago were now lying on the ground. No matter how slow-witted he was, he sensed that something was wrong.

Whoosh!

Just then.

A sharp whoosh tore through the air from his side.

"Hm?"

Wu Shan's gaze turned cold.

There was no time to think.

He raised the collapsible baton in his right hand and swung it down with all his strength.

Bang!

A dull impact burst through the air.

Wu Shan felt that his strike had hit the other party, yet the sound it produced seemed somewhat strange.

But he had no time to dwell on it.

The next moment.

A violent pain erupted in his abdomen, and blue-white arcs of electricity flickered twice.

Wu Shan's body went numb. The collapsible baton slipped from his hand with a clang and rolled into the corner by the wall.

His knees buckled, and he dropped straight to the ground.

Wu Shan had not immediately passed out.

He struggled to raise his head and look.

Before him stood a figure wearing a black hoodie with the hood up and a mask over his face.

The only thing visible was a pair of indifferent eyes, staring coldly at him through the curtain of rain.

"You piece of shit..."

He even tried to force himself back to his feet.

But how could Hu Qi give him that chance?

He stepped forward.

His five fingers curled into a fist.

His foot planted against the ground, his waist twisted, and he drove his strength forward, smashing his fist straight into Wu Shan's face.

Bang!

Crack!

The tremendous force snapped Wu Shan's head back, and his body crashed onto the ground.

His nose bridge collapsed, and warm blood streamed down his chin.

Four bloody gashes had appeared across his face. It was nearly numb, as though ten thousand ants were gnawing at it.

Under that intense pain, Wu Shan's eyes rolled back, and he passed out on the spot.

Hu Qi opened his palm, revealing the diamond-shaped knuckle duster hidden between his fingers. After flicking the blood off it,

he crouched down and began searching the three men.

To his slight surprise,

the three of them were carrying quite a lot of cash.

Other than that, there were their phones.

Hu Qi studied Wu Shan.

This guy should have been the leader of the other two.

But the original owner's memories contained no information about him.

Perhaps someone else had been behind the order to attack him.

That suspicion was confirmed after he used Wu Shan's fingerprint to unlock the phone.

"So that's how it is!"

Hu Qi's eyes flickered as he browsed the chat records on the phone and roughly grasped the situation.

The original owner had previously caught his goddess getting into another man's luxury car.

When he went over to look, he found the two kissing each other.

Unable to bear it in that moment, he had stepped forward to demand an explanation and cursed the man twice.

As a result, he had been beaten badly.

Yet even that had not satisfied the other party.

Afterward, the man paid these three one hundred thousand yuan to beat the original owner into the hospital.

Today, the original owner had happened to go out and was spotted by these three guys, who reported it to their employer.

Then that guy paid extra to have them beat him up again.

The matter was that simple.

"Lu Shi..."

Hu Qi frowned.

He glanced at the three motionless men on the ground.

After briefly checking their breathing,

he found that all three were still alive.

At that, a chill rose in Hu Qi's eyes.

"Haa..."

The expression on his face shifted twice.

But in the end, he let out a long breath.

The coldness in his eyes slowly receded.

Hu Qi was someone who hated trouble.

In his view, the most effective way to solve trouble was to kill these three men, then find the source of the trouble and pull it out by the roots.

But if he did that, the trouble that followed would be endless.

Getting caught for injuring someone would only count as a fight.

But once human lives were involved,

it would be an entirely different matter.

With his current strength, he had no ability whatsoever to resist this world's law enforcement agencies.

Therefore, with no other choice, Hu Qi could only abandon that tempting idea.

Still, letting these three off so easily would be far too cheap for them.

At that thought,

he bent down and picked up the collapsible baton Wu Shan had dropped earlier.

More than ten minutes later.

Hanlin Garden residential area.

Hu Qi threw the black hoodie and mask into a trash bin. With a calm expression, he rode his repaired bike to the building, parked it, and took the elevator upstairs.

The key turned in the lock, and the door opened.

Hu Qi shook the rainwater from his umbrella before entering the apartment.

His clothes and pants had long been soaked through by the rain, clinging tightly to his body. The wet, sticky sensation made him deeply uncomfortable.

He took off his outer clothes, revealing a black stab-resistant vest underneath.

Looking down, he saw a faint dent near his shoulder.

That was where Wu Shan had struck him with the collapsible baton earlier.

"That guy's reaction speed showed that he'd trained before. What I did back then was still too risky!"

Hu Qi could not help feeling lingering fear.

At that moment, he was immensely grateful that he had previously decided to buy protective gear.

At the same time,

he realized his own shortcomings.

When all was said and done, he had merely been an ordinary person in his previous life.

Although his Comprehensive Combat Technique had reached the minor mastery stage,

and his physique and strength had both improved,

his body was ultimately still flesh and blood.

He could still be injured, and he severely lacked experience in actual combat.

That was why he had been struck by that guy. Perhaps it had something to do with the man's training.

But there had also been problems with his own method of ambush.

If something like this happened again, he would have to be more cautious.

Thinking this, Hu Qi walked into the bathroom and rinsed himself off.

As for those three men, they probably would not die. As for whether their legs would still work, only heaven knew.

After being drenched by the rain, even if they were lucky enough to be rescued, they would inevitably be left with lasting ailments.

In the originally dim alley,

torrential rain poured down. More and more murky water pooled on the ground, surging toward the sewage drain on one side.

However, a transparent plastic bag blown in from somewhere had clogged the drain.

Causing the water to keep rising.

It flowed toward Wu Shan, who lay face-down on the ground with his cheek pressed to the pavement.

"Cough, cough... Pah..."

Wu Shan choked on the icy pooled water, coughing twice before spitting out a mouthful of bloody water.

He barely managed to open his eyes.

The next second.

The agonizing pain from his face and legs made him groan.

"Fuck, that damned bastard... Hiss... Don't let me find out who you are!"

Wu Shan wiped the rainwater from his face, but his fingers accidentally brushed against his wound. The pain made him suck in another sharp breath, nearly rolling his eyes back and passing out again.

However,

before he could inspect his injuries,

tap, tap...

Heavy footsteps approached from afar.

Wu Shan looked up.

With rainwater and blood obscuring his face, his vision was extremely poor.

He could only barely make out what seemed to be a tall, thin figure walking toward him.

"You..."

He struggled to speak, wanting to call for help.

But in the next moment.

Within the clouds,

lightning flashed.

For that instant, it illuminated the scene inside the alley.

Then,

everything plunged back into darkness.

Wu Shan remained with his mouth open.

There was not a trace of color left in his face; it was deathly pale.