Unexpected Turn

"Whatever you do, you need a reason. That is the rule."

Lin Sheng didn't know who had said this in his memories, but he deeply agreed with it.

Having absorbed so many memories, he had encountered the interactions and conversations of many others, so he could no longer recall the source.

It didn't matter, though; as long as it was useful, he would adopt it.

And so, just a moment ago, he had found a reason for himself.

He had come over to ask for directions, only to be bullied by the others, so he had fought back and crippled them. Even if the police were called, there were three witnesses nearby to attest to this.

As for why he hadn't spoken at the beginning?

He had simply been a bit slow to speak, that was all. Many people nearby could testify that he had come to ask for directions.

Lin Sheng had planned everything out before he made his move.

He had asked several people for directions in the vicinity beforehand, all to prepare for this very moment.

There was nearly a hundred meters between the morning tea stall and the Lin Family Shop.

Amidst the dense crowd, Lin Zhounian had entered the shop after moving his goods, completely unaware that, a hundred meters away, someone was secretly taking action.

Lin Sheng stepped forward. Without drawing his long sword, he struck forward with the hilt, precisely slamming into the dagger the first man had pulled out.

Clang! The dagger was knocked aside.

The others let out low growls and charged from several directions at once, all clutching short daggers.

Lin Sheng took a step back and jerked the hilt outward.

A circle of silver light suddenly flared, surrounding him like a ribbon.

Sshhh!!

In a series of hair-raising tearing sounds, all four men screamed simultaneously, wailing as they clutched their hands and collapsed to the ground.

A large amount of blood gushed from their hands, spreading across the ground.

A lone, burly man behind Lin Sheng quietly pulled a black pistol from his waistband, his face twisted as he aimed it at Lin Sheng.

Sshhh!!

A flash of silver light streaked by, and the man's right arm, along with his hand and the gun, fell to the ground.

"Ahhh!!! My hand!!!"

The burly man howled and roared, clutching his severed arm as he fell to the ground. After a few moments, his eyes rolled back, his body went limp, and he fainted.

"Tsk tsk, you even brought out a gun. It's a good thing I acted fast, or the one lying on the ground right now would be me. I guessed right—you really did want to kill me."

Lin Sheng praised them with a few words.

Compared to these ordinary people on the ground, his combat experience and killing techniques were far superior.

If it had been one-on-one, it might not have ended so quickly, but attacking all at once had truly given him the space to leverage their own momentum against them.

Only then did the surrounding crowd react, gasping and screaming as they scattered, leaving a circular empty space.

Lin Sheng glanced at the men on the ground, turned, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

He had severed their arteries; without immediate hemostasis, they would bleed to death before long.

Of course, before this, he had already arranged for Xiayin and the others to call the police and an ambulance.

They wouldn't die; at most, they would lose a lot of blood and become weak. Plus, since he had taken the opportunity to cut their tendons while swinging his sword, it would be perfectly normal for them to be sickly and have clumsy hands in the future.

Lin Sheng moved quickly. Just as the onlookers were about to avoid him, he plunged into the middle of them.

The people behind didn't recognize him and didn't try to dodge, so he soon blended into the flow of people and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zhounian heard the commotion from inside the shop and walked out, looking toward the source of the noise with some confusion, unaware of what had happened there.

Before long, police cars with flashing lights arrived one after another.

Following them were ambulances carrying white stretchers.

The men on the ground were lifted onto stretchers one by one, their remaining good hands handcuffed, with police officers guarding them as they were loaded into the ambulances.

In an alley not far away.

Xiayin, Russell, and Madilan watched with vacant eyes as Lin Sheng had effortlessly wiped out a group of burly men.

One of them had even tried to retaliate with a gun, only to have his hand severed by Lin Sheng's backhanded sword strike, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

The contrast between such cruel, bloody violence and his delicate, nimble swordsmanship left a deep impression on their minds.

By the time Lin Sheng walked up to them, the three were still in a daze.

"This is actual combat," Lin Sheng said, standing at the mouth of the alley and looking at the three of them.

"So-called actual combat means you must go all out with the intention of completely stripping your opponent of their ability to resist. Do not hold back!"

"Will they... die?" Xiayin asked, her voice trembling.

"No, I have a good sense of proportion. I will never take a life."

Lin Sheng shook his head. Having combined the memory fragments of so many people, he knew exactly how much force he was using and what kind of damage it would cause.

"But... just now, we couldn't be certain. What if we made a mistake?" Madilan stood to the side, his face pale and hesitant.

"If I made a mistake, it was still self-defense. Didn't you see them strike first?" Lin Sheng countered.

"Still, this should make the mastermind behind this feel some pain," Xiayin whispered. "Teacher, I followed the trail and found out where these thugs came from."

"Where?" Lin Sheng's expression darkened slightly.

"The White Card Gang," Xiayin gritted her teeth.

"Is it troublesome?" Lin Sheng asked, surprised.

"Yes. Very troublesome," Xiayin nodded fiercely. "They are the largest gang force in Huaisha City, and they have people in the legal system covering for them."

"How did we get tangled up with the White Card Gang?" Russell pulled at his hair and shouted. "This is just an amateur fencing league! Could one of the participants be one of their people?"

"Let's go back first. It should be fine here for now. I expect someone will come looking for us soon," Lin Sheng said, his expression calm.

What was done was done; it was too late to think about anything else now.

The most urgent priority was to consider how to handle the aftermath.

"Don't worry, Teacher. We caused this trouble for you, so we'll settle it for you!" Xiayin said earnestly.

Lin Sheng didn't speak.

He suddenly felt very irritable.

Compared to the dream world, one couldn't just kill people in reality. Even if provoked, one had to hold back and avoid causing death.

Otherwise, it would invite trouble from the authorities.

If this were the dream world, there wouldn't be so much trouble; a single sword strike would have settled it.

At close range, even a gun was no match for him.

The current Lin Sheng had this confidence, because a gunman wouldn't even have time to pull the trigger.

But he wasn't invincible either.

According to his estimates, as long as someone was more than five meters away and armed with a firearm, they could pose a fatal threat to him.

Different worlds have different rules. What I should do is live better within those rules.

Lin Sheng's heart grew increasingly calm.

Having merged the memories of so many people, he actually saw the situation clearly at a glance.

If he possessed power and influence greater than the White Card Gang, then this kind of thing would never happen in the first place.

If he had that kind of power, those few people could have been killed, and would the White Card Gang dare to trouble him?

Beside him, Xiayin, Madilan, and Russell were all making phone calls.

In this era where mobile phones were still very expensive, the fact that all three of them carried one meant their family backgrounds were certainly not ordinary.

Yet, they were still quite fearful of the White Card Gang.

Suddenly, Russell let out a cheer.

"We're saved! My grandfather is stepping in! With him putting pressure on them from the official side, there definitely won't be a problem!"

Hearing this, the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

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