Morning Run and Doing the Right Thing

Morning Run and Doing the Right Thing

Early the next morning.

Eight o'clock.

As soon as the time came,

Chen Sheng opened his eyes on his own.

He sat up in bed and stretched.

He felt utterly refreshed.

He took out his earplugs, got out of bed, and washed up.

After breakfast, Chen Sheng put on his Weighted Gear and headed outside.

Chen Sheng had serious doubts about whether he could run twenty kilometers while carrying thirty kilograms.

But it didn't matter.

If he couldn't do it today, he could do it tomorrow.

And if not tomorrow, then surely someday after that.

Chen Sheng had complete confidence in the speed of his progress.

He started running.

Five kilometers in.

Normally, this distance would have been nothing to Chen Sheng.

But now, he could clearly feel that more than half his stamina had been drained, and his breathing had become somewhat rushed.

Ten kilometers.

His stamina was gradually running dry.

Chen Sheng's face had turned bright red.

But he did not stop. He gritted his teeth and kept going.

With the stamina recovery brought by his increased physique attribute,

he felt that he could still hold on a little longer.

Thirteen kilometers.

"Hah—fuck—hah!"

Beside a road, Chen Sheng bent over with both hands on his knees, gasping uncontrollably.

His calves trembled as if they were dancing Disco.

He had only covered half the distance.

Yet he was already completely exhausted.

The rate at which his stamina recovered could no longer keep up with the rate at which it was being consumed.

Once his breathing had calmed slightly, Chen Sheng planned to rest for a while before hailing a Motorcycle Taxi.

Chen Sheng sat on a stone bollard, idly watching the passing traffic.

Behind him lay the outskirts of a small town in Jincheng District, which still retained the style of the eighties.

Across the road was an old park.

Besides Chen Sheng, quite a few people were running here as well.

"Help!"

"Robbery!"

However, before his backside had even warmed the seat, he suddenly heard cries for help from his right.

Chen Sheng looked toward the sound.

He saw only a middle-aged man in a black hoodie rushing in his direction.

Not far behind the man, an Auntie in a red padded jacket was chasing after him.

The cries for help had come from the Auntie.

Seeing the robber getting closer and closer, how could Chen Sheng simply stand by?

He sprang up from the stone bollard and prepared to intercept the robber.

But the next second, something unexpected happened.

For some reason, perhaps frightened by Chen Sheng,

the robber turned around the instant he saw him and dashed into the town.

Chen Sheng inwardly cursed. Things were bad.

There were countless narrow lanes in this town, and no surveillance cameras.

Once the robber escaped, finding him would be difficult.

There was no time to think.

Chen Sheng immediately took off after the robber.

But after running only a short distance, Chen Sheng regretted it.

He had less than a tenth of his stamina left, and he was still carrying thirty kilograms of weight. There was no time to take it off.

In terms of running speed, he was simply no match for the robber.

In just a few seconds, the robber had already left him more than ten meters behind.

Damn it! The two chased through a narrow lane, with residential houses on both sides.

Seeing the other man about to disappear from view, Chen Sheng could not help cursing under his breath.

But just then.

"Stop!"

A sharp shout rang out behind him.

Chen Sheng turned around.

A black figure flashed past his side and charged straight at the robber.

The speed was astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, the figure had closed in on the robber.

The black figure extended a right arm, driving a fist directly into the robber's back.

Thrown off balance, the robber was sent flying several meters by the force of his momentum.

But he did not lose consciousness. Instead, he struggled to get up while cursing loudly.

"I'll fuck you—ah!!"

Before he could finish,

Bang!

The black figure's right leg lashed out like a whip, instantly striking the robber's leg.

Crack!

Even from more than ten meters away, Chen Sheng could hear the crisp sound of bone breaking.

That blow completely eliminated any chance of the robber escaping.

Chen Sheng stopped running.

Only then did he clearly see what the black figure looked like.

It was actually a young woman.

She was not tall, seeming to be under one-sixty.

Dressed in sportswear, she had a long braid swaying behind her.

Her almond-shaped eyes glared viciously at the robber on the ground. Rather than making her seem imposing, it somehow made her look a little cute.

"Don't move!"

The woman kicked again, knocking the struggling robber back down.

Then,

she turned to look at Chen Sheng.

Seeing Chen Sheng staring at her,

the woman instinctively turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

Her fierce expression quickly faded.

She opened her mouth, seeming to gather her words.

After a long while, she finally stammered out a sentence.

"Um... could you please call the police?"

Her voice was not loud.

If Chen Sheng's senses had not been beyond ordinary, he might not have heard her clearly.

He looked at the woman in surprise.

It was truly hard to reconcile her current shy appearance with the ferocious way she had beaten the robber earlier.

But thoughts were just thoughts.

"Oh, okay."

Chen Sheng still took out his phone and prepared to call the police.

Just then,

an unexpected change occurred.

"Hurry!!"

The robber suddenly shouted.

The next second, bang! The iron gate of the courtyard beside Chen Sheng was violently knocked open, and three gaunt young men holding small knives rushed out.

Two of them charged at the woman, intending to subdue her together.

The remaining one thrust his gleaming blade at Chen Sheng.

The robber actually had accomplices! "Stop!"

The woman's face changed drastically.

She was a Qi Sense User, and her physical abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people.

If all three had come at her, she would have had nothing to fear.

But judging from the speed at which Chen Sheng had chased the robber earlier, he was clearly an ordinary person—and an ordinary person in poor physical condition at that.

He was very likely to be stabbed.

Thinking this,

the woman pushed off with her right foot, shooting forward like an arrow released from a bow as she tried to save Chen Sheng.

But the robber's other two accomplices blocked her path.

Without hesitation, she leaped into the air and whipped a kick toward one man's head.

At a critical moment like this, she could not afford to hold back.

Bang! The top of her foot landed solidly on the gaunt young man's temple, sending him flying sideways. He hit the ground, his fate unknown.

The woman did not stop. As she landed, she turned and lifted her leg, her kick shooting toward the other gaunt young man's head.

But at that moment, from the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught sight of the last gaunt young man already closing in on Chen Sheng with his knife.

No, it's too late! Panic appeared on the woman's face. She abandoned her attack and rushed toward Chen Sheng, completely ignoring the enemy beside her who was stabbing at her with a knife.

But no matter how fast she was, she could not cross more than ten meters in an instant.

The gleaming blade was about to stab Chen Sheng.

Then the woman suddenly saw

that the young man who had stepped up to do the right thing... seemed to be smiling?

Yes.

Chen Sheng was smiling.

The instant the gaunt young man closed in beside him,

he suddenly felt the blood and qi inside his body surge rapidly.

Everything in his vision seemed to slow down.

His heart pounded furiously, beating out one drumbeat after another in his ears.

His body also began to tremble uncontrollably.

But it was not from fear. It was excitement.

Extreme excitement.

So intense that Chen Sheng unconsciously curled his lips into a grin.

The next second, he moved.

Instead of retreating, Chen Sheng advanced. His left foot stepped half a pace forward as he closed in.

His right foot slammed into the ground, and his fist tore through the air, striking toward the gaunt young man's abdomen with lightning speed.

Half-Step Beng Fist!