Long Time No See

Outside the factory gates, the blazing fire illuminated Li Jinshui's face.

His gaze was indifferent, and from time to time, he would flick a throwing knife, reaping the lives of the martial artists amidst the chaotic crowd.

A moment later, all the East Star Society martial artists had been cleared out, leaving only a large group of ordinary gang members scurrying about in the fire, desperately searching for a way out.

Li Jinshui couldn't be bothered with them; he waved his hand and turned to leave with Lin Zhen and his group.

Over the next few hours, he followed the same routine, leading his team to rush toward the headquarters of both the Hung Hing and Hung Lok gangs.

The same night, the same flames, burning both gang strongholds to the ground.

The only pity was that the leaders of both gangs had fled, leaving behind only a group of wounded and disabled members. Li Jinshui had no choice but to settle for looting their wealth to compensate for his losses.

After thoroughly ransacking the strongholds and the people within, he hurriedly sent them off to the next world to escape this life of suffering.

Finally, he didn't even spare the Venom Snake Gang. Although their leader was dead, the stronghold could not be left standing, so he burned it to the ground as well.

With that, the four Drifter Gangs around Shuanglong Street were wiped out in a single night.

"The inner demons have been purged. Brothers, head back to the station first. Remember to take the same route so you aren't caught on camera."

Li Jinshui walked into the darkness, his back to Lin Zhen and his group, and said with a faint smile, "Right, I'll say it again: we're all in the same boat now. The Inspection Bureau will come knocking soon. Remember, we stayed at the station all night and never left. Of course, if any brother wants to sell me out, that's fine too. I never force anyone."

"Don't worry, Station Chief. Since we chose to participate, we would never betray you afterward." Lin Zhen felt a shiver run down his spine and hurriedly offered some platitudes to ease the tension.

"That's right, Squad Leader. The Inspection Bureau needs evidence to handle cases, and besides, those were just a bunch of drifters—who knows how many wanted criminals were among them? There won't be any problems." Chen Dali and the others chimed in.

"Mm, I was just saying it casually. Don't be nervous, everyone." Li Jinshui smiled.

But the others could only force smiles and nod in response.

They hadn't intended to betray him, but after witnessing Li Jinshui's methods tonight, they were even more certain that they would rather die than cross him; otherwise, the outcome would likely be worse than death.

"Station Chief, aren't you coming back with us?" Lin Zhen asked, seeing Li Jinshui head in a different direction.

"Right, you all go back first. I have something else to attend to. After setting those fires, I suddenly missed my old leader, so I'm going to pay him a visit and drop off a gift."

Once Li Jinshui finished speaking, electric sparks flashed across his legs, and his figure twisted into a blurred afterimage, instantly receding into the darkness before vanishing without a trace.

Seeing this, the group finally let out a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and retraced their steps back to the station building.

After all, this was just a remote area, not like the city center or other bustling districts under strict surveillance; there were very few security cameras on the road.

When the group arrived back at the station, the street was still littered with corpses, many with severed limbs. Many of the ordinary gang members simply couldn't withstand Li Jinshui's attacks, and most had been left in pieces.

"Get inside, quick! Tonight, we all stayed on the second floor sleeping like the dead, and we don't know anything. Did you hear me?" Lin Zhen spat fiercely and gave the group one last instruction before leading them into the station gates.

"Understood, Station Chief Lin." The others nodded like chickens pecking at rice, filed in one after another, and pulled the rolling shutter door shut tight.

Meanwhile, in an urban village on Chenghua Avenue in the outer district.

Downstairs of a dilapidated old residential building, Li Jinshui swapped in a fresh, fully charged battery, then glided up the stairs like a ghost, stopping before a security door on the fifth floor.

Without a second thought, he raised his fist and hammered against the iron door without restraint.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The dull, thunderous knocking echoed through the silent, deathly quiet stairwell in the dead of night, urgent and manic.

"Damn it, who the hell is looking to die?"

Angry, foul-mouthed cursing from Liu Daqiang soon drifted from inside, followed by approaching footsteps.

Bang!

Li Jinshui tracked the sound, and without warning, he kicked the security door.

Under the terrifying force, the entire door, along with the surrounding concrete wall, was ripped from its frame.

With a deafening "boom," the door slammed into Liu Daqiang, who had come to open it, crushing him and the door into the ground and pinning him firmly beneath.

"Ah... my waist! My legs!"

Liu Daqiang let out a pig-like shriek on the spot, blood streaming down his face.

"Damn, I knocked for ages and you didn't open up. I thought there was nobody home."

Li Jinshui walked into the room with a playful expression, squatted beside Liu Daqiang, and asked with a grin, "Long time no see, Captain Liu. Why so careless? Are you alright? Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"

"It... it's you! Li Jinshui, you animal, you..."

When Liu Daqiang saw his face, he was instantly overcome with rage and began to curse.

But the next moment, he suddenly remembered something, and his expression stiffened: "Wait, didn't Wei Hu Security call people to deal with you tonight? How could you..."

"Oh, those Drifter Gangs? I've already reached an agreement with them, so it's all settled. But as for you..."

Li Jinshui stood up, looked around the small, dilapidated room, and smiled: "This place is a dump, but it should still be worth a million or so. If I were to burn it down, I'm afraid it would implicate the neighbors upstairs and downstairs!"

"You wouldn't dare!"

Liu Daqiang let out a roar, his body shuddering as he flipped the security door off himself and performed a kip-up, rising to his feet with ease.

"I, Liu Daqiang, have practiced martial arts for over thirty years, known as the Stone Breaker..."

BANG!

The next second, before Liu Daqiang could even finish his sentence or steady his footing, he saw nothing but a blur of lightning-fast afterimages.

Li Jinshui raised his leg and brought it down in a heavy axe-kick, pinning Liu Daqiang back to the floor along with the thick, heavy security door.

"CRACK!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of snapping ribs, Liu Daqiang spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with visceral fragments, his face turning deathly pale.

"You... you're a First-rate Martial Artist? No! Impossible, that's absolutely impossible!" Liu Daqiang's eyes bulged, his pupils constricting sharply as his face filled with terror.

In his eyes, Li Jinshui had always been nothing more than an orphaned ant he could crush at will.

Yet, after only a few short months of not seeing him, he had transformed into a First-rate Martial Artist, crushing him with such ease.

He found it impossible to believe, impossible to accept.

"Nothing is impossible. Now, I'll show some mercy and give you two choices."

Li Jinshui stepped onto the iron door, looking down at him from above: "Either I set a fire and burn this dump of yours along with your trashy self, or you hand over everything of value in this house—oh, and don't forget your bank card PIN."