Do you know who I am?

As danger struck, Zhou Yi's lightning reflexes and peak physical condition allowed him to dive and roll to the right in a split second.

The van's front left corner roared past, almost grazing him. After skidding more than ten meters, it slammed into a nearby lamppost with a bang.

Having narrowly escaped, Zhou Yi scrambled up and strode toward the white van.

A large patch of skin on his right arm had been scraped raw against the hard ground, leaving the wound covered in dust and blood.

The searing pain kept assaulting his nerves, fueling the fury in his eyes until it blazed out of control.

He could accept being sent into this world by a car crash, but he would never tolerate anyone sending him out of it with another one!

He didn't care who it was-not even God himself!

In the driver's seat, Wang Tao shook his throbbing head, then touched his ear, which had been bitten bloody. He burst into curses. "Fuck your mother! Jin Liu, you useless fucking piece of shit! You couldn't even keep one little bitch under control!"

Then he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly turned to the long-haired, middle-aged man beside him with a fawning smile. "Third Brother, Third Brother, are you all right?"

The middle-aged man addressed as Third Brother twisted his neck in pain, then turned toward the girl inside the van. Her hands and feet were tied, and a rag had been stuffed back into her mouth. He gave her a wicked smile. "I love breaking in fiery little fillies like you. Save your strength for when we get back. I'll let you bite all you want, until you can't bite anymore. Hahaha... argh!"

Before Third Brother could finish laughing, an arm smeared with dust and blood suddenly reached through the window and seized his hair.

With a scream of agony, the middle-aged man was forcibly dragged through the narrow window, then slammed hard onto the ground.

"Fuck!" Wang Tao stared for several seconds before he reacted. He immediately pulled a dagger from behind the seat, opened the door, and charged out.

Bang!

The instant his feet touched the ground, an iron fist of justice came flying straight at him and smashed viciously into his face.

Wang Tao involuntarily covered his face and staggered back, only for a large hand to grab his head and slam it against the van door with a clang. He passed out without so much as a groan.

The doors on both sides of the van were pulled open. Two men who looked like bad news-and indeed were-prepared to jump out, wielding a Triangular Dagger and a machete.

Zhou Yi lunged forward, grabbed the open door, and slammed it shut.

"Aaaah! Fuck!"

Jin Liu, who held the Triangular Dagger, let out an earth-shattering scream as the door trapped his left calf.

And so, the skinny man who climbed out the other side with a machete immediately discovered a deeply awkward fact.

He was now the only one left standing before this murderous-looking young cop with formidable fighting skills!

In other words, the sole hope of turning the tide, beating their opponent, and rescuing his companions rested entirely on his shoulders-on Big Lin.

It's all up to me now!

Big Lin keenly felt the heavy weight of responsibility.

He gripped his machete in one hand and pointed it at the steadily approaching young cop, crouching slightly as he prepared for his next attack.

Suddenly, he moved.

He scrambled back into the van, pressed his blade against the girl's neck, shouted, "Don't come any closer!" and pulled out his phone with his other hand to frantically call for backup.

"Liu, bring some men over, quick! Third Brother's been beaten up! We're right here at the Lao San Department Store. Yes, yes, make sure you bring plenty of men..."

Zhou Yi frowned. He had assumed they were targeting him, but judging by the situation before him, that no longer seemed to be the case.

He stepped back twice, raised his leg, and kicked the middle-aged man, who had just struggled to his feet, back to the ground.

Then he calmly took out his own phone and called for backup too.

At three that afternoon, an unusual scene unfolded at the intersection by the Lao San Department Store in Victory Subdistrict.

A white van had crashed into a lamppost. A young police officer stood guard beside the van, and a middle-aged man lay beside the young officer...

Meanwhile, more and more passersby gathered around the scene of the traffic accident.

"Do you know who I am?"

After taking two kicks in succession, the middle-aged man no longer dared to try getting up. He could only lie on the ground in humiliation, staring venomously at Zhou Yi.

"Then do you know who I am?"

Zhou Yi glanced at his watch as he returned the question without expression.

Having narrowly escaped death, Captain Zhou was in an extremely foul mood. He couldn't care less who this man was. He just wanted to haul these bastards who had nearly run him over back to the station and bleed them one by one.

"I'm Zeng Yuqiang, Third Son Zeng. Haven't you heard of me?" Zeng Yuqiang announced his name with swaggering arrogance.

Zeng Yuqiang? Third Son Zeng?

Zhou Yi lowered his head and carefully studied the man's features.

A long, shoehorn-shaped face, narrow eyes, a prominent bump high on the bridge of his nose, and a brown scar beside his lips.

Yes, that was exactly how he remembered him.

"So it's Third Master Zeng!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help smiling. His smile was gentle as a spring breeze, bright as sunshine after rain, then turned cloudy, darkened, and became a raging storm.

"That's me..."

Before Zeng Yuqiang could finish, a heavy kick struck his stomach.

Then, under the watching eyes of the crowd, Third Master Zeng-who had supposedly once dared to stand up to Xie Zhaolong-was beaten bloody in the middle of the street.

Don't blame me for losing my cool. I really can't help it.

If Xie Zhaolong's lust was merely a casual pastime, then Zeng Yuqiang had turned his into a full-time vocation.

During his years of terrorizing Dongji County, he had victimized countless women.

From women under fifty to underage girls, once someone caught his eye, he would stop at nothing to get his hands on her.

In his previous life, Zhou Yi's old classmate, Monkey's younger sister, had also failed to escape Zeng Yuqiang's clutches. He had abducted and sexually abused her for two weeks. After photos and videos of the abuse spread online, she had taken her own life out of shame and anguish.

To be honest, Zhou Yi's hatred for Zeng Yuqiang was far more intense and personal than his hatred for Xie Zhaolong!

He could keep a straight face while playing along with Xie Zhaolong, but he couldn't control the urge to keep driving his fists and feet into Zeng Yuqiang's face.

"If you've got the balls, beat me to death today. Otherwise, your Third Master Grandpa will show you what it means to wish you were dead!" Third Son Zeng was vicious too. Despite his bloodied face and a missing front tooth, he still grinned and laughed as he hurled his venomous threat at Zhou Yi.

Wang Tao slowly regained consciousness. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Yi beating Third Brother.

So should he jump up immediately and shout, Leave Third Brother alone! Come at me instead! Or should he hurry up and close his eyes, pretending he was still unconscious?

While Wang Tao wrestled fiercely with this dilemma, the reinforcements Big Lin had called arrived at the scene.

Three vans came roaring up. At the same time, the piercing wail of police sirens drew closer, reaching everyone's ears loud and clear.