There's something wrong with me

'Dead?'

Zhang Feng paused slightly in his stride as he exited, then resumed his normal pace.

'I didn't expect there would be a reward even for someone I didn't kill.

I wonder who did it.'

After a few moments of thought, Zhang Feng looked towards an ordinary old sedan parked by the roadside.

Several motorcycles were parked next to the car.

It was nighttime in Hong Kong, and the streets were bustling with people, illuminated by the lights of shops and streets.

"Boss, get in the car!"

Ah Hang jogged over to open the car door for Zhang Feng.

The other lackeys also got on their motorcycles.

At the same time, they were looking forward to what this 'changed' Chef Zhang was going to do.

'Could it be that he doesn't want to pay protection money anymore?'

'What's going on with this Chef Zhang? Is he going to openly challenge Brother Gui? Doesn't want to pay anymore?'

'Does he want to join Brother Gui's gang? He's so good at fighting...'

They were guessing and anticipating.

But they never thought that Zhang Feng was going to cause trouble.

After all, Brother Gui had actually taken lives.

Unlike them, who were just putting on a show.

......

Night, eleven o'clock.

At the back mountain road.

A group of men were tinkering with a dozen motorcycles.

Beep beep—

At this moment, a dilapidated sedan drove over, followed by several motorcycles.

"Damn your mother!" This group of men shielded their eyes from the headlights.

Swish swish—

Two of them even held up wrenches, ready to smash them at the car if it continued to drive forward.

Fortunately, the car stopped about twenty meters ahead.

In the driver's seat, Ah Hang got out in a hurry and shouted to the two men at the head of the group: "Brother Gui! Second Brother Gui!"

"Damn it!" Da Gui, about forty years old with a buzz cut, shouted back: "Are lights free? Are you in such a hurry to be reborn that you're afraid you can't see the road clearly?"

As he spoke, he walked towards Ah Hang, assuming Ah Hang had finished collecting the money and was here to give it to him.

"What's the matter?" Er Gui, in his thirties with long hair, looked very shrewd, chewing gum in his mouth. "Hang Zai, I don't remember calling you today. Did you finish collecting the money?"

He followed Da Gui.

"Someone is looking for you." Ah Hang quickly distanced himself and cautiously pointed to Zhang Feng, who had just gotten out of the car. "Chef Zhang is looking for the two bosses."

"What Chef Zhang?"

Da Gui was amused by the title.

"Never heard of him," Er Gui pondered for a moment, shaking his head.

"Whether you've heard of him or not doesn't matter, there's something to discuss." After seeing the bloody marks on the two of them, Zhang Feng smiled and approached them, looking for the best position to strike.

At the same time, Zhang Feng looked at his right arm, where the muscle groups were twitching slightly.

In the short hour or so since coming to this world, Zhang Feng had already activated the first meridian resonance.

The well-developed arm muscles of this body, as well as his own rich experience, had infinitely compressed the activation time for Zhang Feng.

'The meridian of the right arm has been activated, although it has not yet reached the overclocking amplitude after training, it can reach the limit of ordinary people's strength and speed amplification in a short time.'

Zhang Feng decided to instantly kill Da Gui and Er Gui.

"What could a chef want with us?"

"Could it be to make us a midnight snack?"

Da Gui, Er Gui, and their lackeys didn't seem to care about this chef-dressed man approaching them.

Zhang Feng's appearance looked 'too kind'.

Round face, chubby, very deceptive.

However, two lackeys still jogged over and stood beside Er Gui.

The other lackeys were still smoking and chatting idly by the motorcycles.

"What's the matter?" Da Gui raised his chin slightly after seeing Zhang Feng approaching step by step. "What chef is this? Speak quickly."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ah Hang behind Zhang Feng, "Where's the money?"

"The money..." Ah Hang didn't know how to answer and stood rooted to the spot.

Zhang Feng continued to walk.

"Hey! Chef, wait!"

However, when Er Gui saw that Zhang Feng, this 'honest-looking' man, didn't show the slightest fear as he approached them, he couldn't help but feel surprised and uncertain.

'So calm, is he a pro?'

Er Gui paused, spat out his chewing gum, and asked, "Are you from the streets? Chef Zhang? Where do you hang out? I've never heard of you."

"Well, I guess so." Zhang Feng approached them within a step, ready to strike.

At the same time.

The more Er Gui thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He subconsciously pulled out a dagger from his waist.

But the next second.

Crack—

Zhang Feng stepped forward, his hand in a horizontal palm strike, hitting Er Gui's temple.

Er Gui had just taken out his dagger, and then he didn't know anything.

Swish—

At the same time, Zhang Feng used a downward chop to snatch his dagger, then swung it horizontally, instantly slitting the throat of a lackey next to Er Gui.

Turning around and stabbing again.

Pfft!

Based on the memory of the position from a few tenths of a second ago, Zhang Feng turned around and exerted force again, the dagger protruding like a venomous snake, piercing the center of Da Gui's heart.

"You..." Da Gui's eyes widened.

Zhang Feng pulled it out without stopping, and finally threw it with force, stabbing it into the neck of a lackey next to him, the sharp blade penetrating an inch into the flesh.

'Huff... this body really needs training... such a simple Borrowing the Buddha's Flowers, only killing four people in a row, and I've already used up my internal energy.'

Zhang Feng finished Borrowing the Buddha's Flowers in less than two seconds, but he had also used up all his strength.

Although Zhang Feng was not satisfied.

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

Because everything was too fast. Only after Zhang Feng stopped did the four corpses just fall to the ground.

Only then did they know that Da Gui and Er Gui were dead.

Moreover, how could anyone just start killing people without saying a few words after meeting?

"Damn, damn, damn!"

"Run! Run!"

"This person is crazy!"

In just two seconds, Er Gui's men in the distance directly got on their motorcycles and fled in different directions.

There was no avenging the boss or brothers.

Because now Er Gui was dead, and two brothers had been sacrificed.

They didn't run, were they going to stay and wait to die?

Anyone with eyes could see that something was wrong with Zhang Feng, like a professional killer.

'Where did this fierce person come from? Is he from the Big Circle?'

'Damn! Could it be someone from the Chaozhou gang? So unorthodox!'

They rode their motorcycles, each running faster than the other.

Just as Zhang Feng regained his breath, he could only see the taillights of their cars.

'I thought they would wait for me and practice with me.'

Zhang Feng felt that they were less bloody than the foremen in the 'Old Lynx Mine'.

At least on the Old Lynx side, after he killed Old Lynx, dozens of assault rifles immediately chased after him and fired.

'Guns embolden people.' Zhang Feng thought again, feeling that it was still because they didn't have guns.

If they had guns, they might have given him a few bursts to calm their nerves.

"Ah Hang." At the same time, Zhang Feng looked at the trembling Ah Hang and the others, and pointed to the corpse, "Go get gasoline from their motorcycles, then drag them into the mountains and burn them together with their cars."

In order to reduce some trouble in the future.

Zhang Feng decided to deal with it a little. After all, this was not a border mine.

As for the people who ran away, they probably wouldn't go to the police station to testify.

They were people of the underworld, and few of them were clean.

As long as he cleaned up the 'evidence', the police might not believe what they said.

Instead, they would be more likely to believe him, this 'Chef Zhang', a law-abiding citizen with nearly forty years of no criminal record.

"Okay..." Ah Hang and the others, facing Chef Zhang, who was like a 'ghost', didn't dare to say anything else, so they could only do as they were told and began to panic as they moved the corpses.

Of course, they usually helped Brother Gui do these things, so they were still psychologically prepared for corpses.

But now Brother Gui had been beaten to death.

Especially the person who beat Brother Gui to death was still next to them.

This was really unprepared.

"I thought Chef Zhang was going to talk about protection money... or join Brother Gui's gang..."

"Damn... the old city west street is going to change..."

They had not foreseen everything that happened tonight.

'Huff...'

Zhang Feng was leisurely, watching the rewards arrive while enjoying the night breeze by the roadside.

[Bloody Target 1: 'Little Ghost' has died]

[Reward: Constitution + 0.9]

[Bloody Target 2: 'Big Ghost' has died]

[Reward: Reaction Speed - 0.02]

[All targets executed: Root Bone + 0.5, Martial Arts + 0.2, and obtain a strengthening choice]

[Please select your additional strengthening]

[1: Constitution + 3]

[2: Great Demon Subduing Fist]

[3: Root Bone + 0.7]

......

Just looking at Constitution + 3 and Root Bone 0.7, you know that the reward is exceptionally generous.

Zhang Feng glanced at it and then looked at option 2

[Great Demon Subduing Fist: Rare]

[Effect: Obtain all memories of the intermediate martial art, Great Demon Subduing Fist]

Eight-Step Chasing Cicada and Iron Body Skill are both beginner level.

This one is intermediate.

Zhang Feng did not hesitate and chose directly.

The next second.

Zhang Feng first learned that this boxing method requires 42 meridians, which is much higher than beginner martial arts.

Moreover, 36 of the 42 meridians are on the arms.

'With such an amplification rate, if I were to open all the meridians, ordinary Xingyi Cannon Fists could be used as small steel ball cannons.

As long as the skin is a little stronger, punching a hole in the cement wall would be no problem at all.'

Zhang Feng was filled with a strong interest in learning new martial arts, and he liked to draw inferences from one instance, using the constitution amplified by the "Great Demon Subduing Fist" to improve all boxing techniques.

However, not even a minute had passed.

Ah Hang approached cautiously, flattering him in a low voice: "Boss... you should be the person in charge of the old city west street now."

"What person in charge?" Zhang Feng looked at Ah Hang.

Ah Hang was startled when he saw Zhang Feng looking over.

But then he pointed to Er Gui's body, and then pointed in the direction of the restaurant,

"Er Gui is dead, now no one is covering our street."

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of Kowloon Walled City,

"When Uncle Da knows about this, and all the gangs and street heads hold a meeting, you will definitely be the one to go to this West Street."

'What leader is holding a meeting?' Zhang Feng didn't care about this, but pointed to the corpse, "Don't scare me, and don't be lazy, go to work now."

"Yes! Boss!" Ah Hang readily obeyed, going to move the burning corpse.