Zhu Chancheng struggled to his feet, then cautiously opened the door, slammed it shut, and finally went downstairs. He chuckled inwardly, thinking, "These two idiots think they'll really compensate me? Just wait and see, Ya will be the real star in a bit."
Xi Yiyi pulled Zhao Qiang up. "Zhao Qiang, let's go quickly. The provincial capital is Zhu Haicheng's territory. He won't be satisfied if we beat him. It's too dangerous to stay here."
Zhao Qiang, however, pulled Jia Yiyi onto a chair and said, "Sit down and have dinner together. You probably haven't eaten yet, have you?"
Xi Yiyi nodded. So many things had happened in the afternoon that she was too busy to eat dinner. Besides, one thing after another kept happening and she simply didn't have time.
Zhao Qiang shoved the chopsticks into her hand, saying, "Sister Xi, don't worry. If we leave now, Zhu Haicheng will sue us tomorrow. He's not convinced at all; he only admitted it for survival. So we must beat him until he's convinced." Whether he submits or not is completely useless.
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However, Xi Yiyi only said one sentence before stopping herself. Now that she trusted Zhao Qiang, she shouldn't say anything more. Seeing how much Zhao Qiang was eating, Xi Yiyi was infected and smiled, also eating some. However, she found the food a bit bloody and quickly couldn't eat anymore. Given Zhao Qiang's appetite and attitude, Xi Yiyi could only give a thumbs-up and pick her mouth.
As Zhu Haicheng descended the stairs, his chess piece shattered. He didn't bother dialing his phone, but it still worked. Soon, Zhu Haicheng contacted his friend Fan Yi, who was right; his nickname was Zhu Biao, and he could easily gather hundreds of people. Zhu Haicheng didn't even bother going to the hospital for treatment. He simply sent someone with gauze and hemostatic medicine to Haitian Binguan. He stood at the door, bandaging himself while stroking his wound. This was a battle, a battle for Zhu Haicheng's dignity.
One after another, sedan chairs and minivans arrived, and the people getting off were a motley crew: some were in their thirties or forties, some were seventeen or eighteen, some were shirtless, revealing their physiques, some were wearing trousers and slippers, half of them were carrying cash, a third were carrying machetes, and those without weapons went straight to the roadside ditch to find a brick; in short, they couldn't be empty-handed.
The two men leading the group, Baldy and Scarface, were bandaging Zhu Huicheng's wounds, asking, "Brother Zhu, what happened? How could you let someone beat you like this? How dare you?"
Zhu Huicheng was seething with anger, his head buzzing, probably from the aftereffects of the collision. That guy was really ruthless! He's only in his early twenties, and his actions were so ruthless—could he be from the underworld? With that kind of ruthlessness, he could make a name for himself in the provincial capital, so he absolutely couldn't let him live, otherwise it would affect his future business.
"Room 808 only had one woman. She brought a bunch of people with her. I was all alone and fell into her trap, which is why I suffered this fate. Now you go up there and I'll teach her a lesson. Kill the men, and leave the women for us to play with. I'll pay you 200,000! Get out!" Zhu Haicheng couldn't deal with it any longer and charged towards the coffin of Hui Tianbin. He hadn't even considered that 200,000 for a life was too cheap. Fortunately, Scarface and Baldy didn't care, otherwise they would have been killed.
The apartment couldn't hold so many people, so the staff walked upstairs. Those who arrived earlier waited in the corridor, making a racket that scared the other guests. The staff member grabbed a stick and knocked on the door: "What are you looking at! Look again and I'll pop your eyeballs out!"
The security guards at Haitianbin Coffin showed their faces twice, but both times they were beaten up and left to the side. The men who had been cut off dared not approach them again, so they could only let the group cause trouble inside. It wasn't that they hadn't considered calling the police, but the old man at Haitianbin Coffin wouldn't allow them to report it. He knew that Zhu Shicheng and Zhu Haicheng were only there to cause trouble, not to disrupt his business, so he didn't need to try to build up his relationship.
Xi Qiaoyi got up and helped Zhao Qiang bring back the two-foot-long sword, placing it beside him. Zhao Qiang reached out to touch the sword, but suddenly it vanished. Then he reached for his waist, and only then did Xi Qiaoyi realize it was just a small knife! She couldn't believe her eyes, and reached out to touch it, saying, "I...I'm not seeing things, am I?"
Zhao Qiang chuckled: "I am the magician, this is his livelihood."
Xi Yiyi looked up and said, "You're not like that at all. I think you look like an executioner, hehe."
Zhao Qiang's expression suddenly turned serious: "That's right, I am an executioner. You sit here and don't move. Whatever you get, don't worry about it. You have to trust me; I will handle everything."
Zhao Qiang put down his chopsticks and walked towards the door. Xi Yiyi also heard the commotion outside and knew that Zhu Haicheng must have brought people to retaliate. Xi Yiyi obeyed Zhao Qiang's words and dared not move, but her gaze shifted from Zhao Qiang's side to the corridor outside the room, which was full of people! This surprised Xi Yiyi; Zhu Haicheng's reputation was indeed well-deserved.
Zhu Haicheng stood at the front, his face bandaged beyond recognition. The worst part was that the person who bandaged him lacked the proper support, failing to stop the bleeding and hindering his breathing and vision, making him extremely uncomfortable. Upon seeing Zhao Qiang emerge, Zhu Haicheng's fierce nature immediately surfaced. He ripped off the bandage from his head, grabbed Zhao Qiang, and yelled, "You bastard, how dare you act so arrogantly towards me! I'll show you how many eyes even a king has! Go and kill him!"
A group of people squeezed along the corridor towards this side. Everyone knew that Zhu Haicheng would definitely earn a lot of money after this, and he would also have the opportunity to have late-night snacks and go to bars. They were all eager to be the first to act. At first, they were a little apprehensive when they heard that someone was going to be killed, but now that they realized the other party was just one person, they didn't want to make the first move and let someone else take the lead. How could they expect to get the reward?
Zhao Qiang loved this kind of battle with a large number of people. He smiled and took out his compression device from his waist. If this were an open square, these people would be extremely difficult to deal with. Once they surrounded him in a circle, it would take Zhao Qiang several bursts to kill them. After each burst of the compression device, he needed to take three seconds to breathe and compress, which was very disadvantageous for Zhao Qiang. But this kind of direct and aggressive attack was really great for Zhao Qiang. He stood still and closed the device.
The first six or seven people were suddenly slammed into the ground, and those behind them were forced backward. The combined pressure was too much for them to bear, and almost everyone coughed up blood! They were severely injured.
Volume 2 [261] Heavy Troops Surround the City
A large number of people collapsed as the crowd surged forward under the attack. Zhu Haicheng, not intending to stop, was positioned relatively far back, so the attack didn't injure him, but it did terrify him. What was that thing? The object didn't look like a normal person, nor did it resemble a weapon; it looked more like a toy. How could it have so effortlessly pushed him back? How much power did it take to move so many people at once?
With a whooshing sound, Zhao Qiang finished, not giving them time to rise again. Bang! Another loud crash! The crowd immediately retreated again, with only a few able to stand. This was Zhao Qiang's low-powered attack. If it had been at a higher power, the coffin would have been opened by now, and these people would have long since turned to mush.
Zhu Chancheng ran down the steps as fast as he could, and only after confirming that Zhao Qiang was unlikely to see him did he breathe a sigh of relief. He was accompanied by his two generals, one bald and the other scarred. The two were even more confused about what kind of battle this was. They had never seen such a magical hand gesture before. Did that guy even have that thing?
"Brother Biao, what do we do? This guy's too tough, his moves are so unpredictable." Scarface looked worried. The man walking by the river was actually being attacked, but when he was attacked, he could still manage a couple of slashes back. But now he couldn't even get close to his opponent. What was the point of attacking? This fight was so helpless.
Zhu Haicheng also understood where Zhao Qiang's fearless smile came from. He was only able to act so recklessly because Zhao Qiang was his protective treasure. Was he just going to suffer this loss?
The bald man patted his own head and said, "Park? Let's call the police. Kidnapping Park is a serious crime."
Zhu Chancheng slapped his thigh. "Brilliant! Officer Xu, call the police immediately! Get everyone above to report it, let the police come and see if he still dares to slack off! Going against the Qi government is suicide, damn it!"
Zhu Chancheng's men swarmed down Basong, but they didn't even manage to touch a hair on their opponent's head; instead, many were injured. How could they dare to linger there any longer?
Xi Yiyi asked Zhao Qiang, who was sitting opposite her, "What should we do next?"
Zhao Qiang said, "If it's true that Zhu Haicheng can't beat us, we should go to the police."
Xi Yiyi was a little worried. "Don't hurt the police."
Zhao Qiang said, "If we get separated in a while, and you take us back to the branch factory, just say you know nothing when they ask you."
Xi Xiuyi was so nervous that she almost grabbed Zhao Qiang by the neck: "Are you going to the coffee shop?"
Zhao Qiang continued eating his meal: "I'm not going anywhere for now. I'm just worried things might get chaotic later. I just wanted to let you know."
Xi Yiyi said, "Why don't we go?"
Zhao Qiang said, "No, Zhu Haicheng hasn't truly backed down yet. How can we leave when the matter isn't resolved? What will Zhu Haicheng think if we leave now? He'll bully us even more."
Xi Qiaoyi dared not speak again. She usually only spoke when making decisions, but facing Zhao Qiang, she couldn't muster any of her authority. Instead, she sounded like her subservient employees.
The sound of police sirens pierced the night sky. The city's public security bureau immediately took the matter seriously after receiving reports from the top levels of the police. According to eyewitnesses, the perpetrator was carrying a prohibited weapon. After the shooting at the Great Wall Hotel at noon, the city's security had reached a very high level. Moreover, the main roads of the city were in chaos in the evening. At this time, how could anyone dare to use a weapon to commit a crime?
This indicates that this person is very likely related to the attack on the Great Wall Hotel that afternoon! It may even be related to the chaos in the city! Since the matter has become serious, and the perpetrator is a serious criminal, the Municipal Public Security Bureau directly requested reinforcements from the Armed Police Detachment to send a large force to apprehend him.
The coffin of Hai Tianbin was now surrounded by layers of people! Bang Yiyi glanced out the window a few times, then paced anxiously back and forth inside. Zhao Qiang, as always, ate his meal with utter impatience. His stubbornness had resurfaced; he wouldn't act until Zhu Haicheng was completely subdued. This was a command given to him long ago by Zhao Qiang, and this level of creature wouldn't care about the consequences; it would only resolutely carry out the order! If Zhu Haicheng hadn't angered Zhao Qiang to the extreme, he wouldn't have acted so recklessly. That old guy had left behind a legacy that was universally condemned; if Zhao Qiang could still tolerate it, would he be a man?
Suddenly, the glass shattered, and several SWAT officers rushed in from upstairs using ropes. In fact, their actions were exactly what Zhao Qiang had anticipated. His X-ray glasses had already captured every move in the building and the surrounding area. Zhao Qiang pulled the chair under his buttocks outwards, and two SWAT officers were about to fire their tear gas canisters when Zhao Qiang's shield knocked them down. Before the two SWAT officers could even release their ropes and fall into the room, Zhao Qiang used force to knock them back out of the window.
Downstairs, chaos erupted: "Ginger-proof masks! Ginger-proof masks!" Tear gas was beginning to take effect among the deployed police.
After Zhao Qiang shoved two special police officers out of the window, he turned and slammed his hand against the door. Boom! The solid wooden board shattered into countless pieces. Several armed police officers who had already started to ram the door were also sent flying. However, Zhao Qiang did not intend to hurt them, so he only used low power to push them back. Otherwise, it would have been another bloody battle, and Zhao Qiang would have been a sinner against the people. These armed police officers were not the scum and scoundrels of Hedian District. Zhao Qiang was saddened by this.
"The hostages are inside!" The police officers who were shot down at the door converged below. He realized that Zhao Qiang was holding the hostages, so he had to rearrange the operation plan.
The attack stopped, and the two tear gas canisters that landed on her face were dispersed, otherwise the attacking side would not be able to take action.
Half an hour later, a man carrying a megaphone came upstairs and said, "The people inside, please listen. We have no ill intentions. I'm here to talk things over. Please be reasonable and don't do anything to harm the hostages."
Zhao Qiang shrugged at the white-shirted man holding the megaphone and said, "Come here. I think this is a sign that you don't need to be so nervous."
Bai Cunshan cautiously approached, but he soon realized that the situation wasn't what outsiders had imagined. The so-called hostages inside were completely unrestrained, sitting on chairs and staring at him curiously, their eyes filled with hostility.
Zhao Qiang didn't want to confront the police and armed police in Hangzhou. Wouldn't that be asking for trouble? But since they were here, there was always a handover process. Zhao Qiang wanted peace, but they didn't have a chance to show their power first. Only then did they agree to talk. Zhao Qiang reached out to show his ID, which was forged by Biao Shiqi. When the authorities checked it, they could verify its authenticity. Zhu Chancheng's method of calling the police would fail, and he would still be obediently letting himself be slaughtered.
It's unclear whether it was Zhao Qiang's action of reaching into his pocket that caused the armed police snipers, who were hiding in the shadows, to suddenly open fire without warning! Based on Zhao Qiang's instantaneous bullet trajectory, it wasn't just him, but also...! The special glasses used by the police had been upgraded and strengthened multiple times; how could Zhao Qiang have calculated that in such a short time?
Zhao Qiang was furious. What's wrong with police officers? Does that give them the right to kill without asking any questions? Especially unarmed Bang Yiyi! Would asking one more question kill someone? If that's the case, why send a half-representative? Is it just to divert his attention? How despicable!
Zhao Qiang was so angry he was about to cry. The police are supposed to protect the public order, but instead of dealing with scoundrels like Zhu Haicheng, they bully a weak woman like Bang Yiyi. Is this any justice? Are the vulnerable supposed to die while the powerful and wealthy are allowed to live in a superior position? There's no such logic in the world!
Before Xi Yiyi could even register what was happening, Zhao Qiang had already used his shield to protect her from two bullets. The bullet that hit Zhao Qiang's chest had barely hit the ground when Zhao Qiang scooped up Xi Yiyi and kicked off the ground, propelling himself straight out of the window. Amidst screams, he grabbed the tattered rope left behind by the special police officer, kicked against the wall, and shot towards the opposite building. Amidst shouts, his figure leaped into the distance, disappearing deeper into the shadows. Police officers, seeing his retreating figure, rushed after him.
Tan Ban, representing the representative, slammed the trumpet down on the ground: "What's going on? Why did they open up? They had no malicious intent at all! I could have easily made them put down their weapons and explained the situation clearly. Why did they open up? Weren't they supposed to be using my signal?"
Yi said to the person who was scolding her, "No, it couldn't have been us who opened fire. The armed police snipers reported that it wasn't us who did it! But such a dangerous person must be caught no matter what, because the higher-ups have given strict orders. We must catch him as soon as possible and explain to the citizens! Otherwise, you'll all be going to jail."
Zhao Qiang's leaps between buildings were hampered by his presence with Xi Yiyi, and the ghostly snipers relentlessly pursued him. Several times, Zhao Qiang had to use his protective shirt to fend off the bullets. If it weren't for this life-saving gear, Zhao Qiang would have been stranded on the main road. Zhao Qiang dared not go any further, as a large number of police officers were constantly listening and following him. If Zhao Qiang appeared in their sights, these police and armed police would fire. This terrifying being who could fly between buildings was unacceptable to the public. Although the citizens saw him and shouted with delight, "Spider-Man!", as a factor threatening stability, he had to be eliminated!
Shi Yiyi also noticed Zhao Qiang's unfavorable situation. She said, "Put down my bandage so the police won't arrest you, and then you can escape!"
Zhao Qiang said, "No, now they want to kill you too. I can't let you risk your life." Zhao Qiang naturally didn't know that the thugs and the armed police were not in cahoots, but it didn't matter now, because their goal was to kill Zhao Qiang. Would Zhao Qiang be so obedient as to just wait to die? He would fight to the death.
After passing dozens more buildings, Zhao Qiang began to pay attention to the sniper chasing him from behind. The opponent's strength was so formidable that he could almost rival special forces soldiers equipped with top-level gear. It was unbelievable that someone like that could be found in the armed police!
Zhao Qiang, despite his strength, began to tire after the repeated leaps and the carrying of Xi Yiyi. This was no easy task. Zhao Qiang then searched for a hiding place, managing to shake off the burly man with great effort. However, once the man had searched the area without success, he would naturally return to look for Zhao Qiang, so Zhao Qiang didn't have much time left. (To be continued...)
Volume 2 [262] Last-minute preparation
In an office building where everyone had just finished work, the rice shop was placed in the office by the light of the emergency lights. Outside the window, the faint sound of police sirens could be heard. They had also lost sight of the area and were wandering around.
Zhao Qiang placed the notebook on the table and opened it. He was extremely anxious and didn't care whether Xi Yiyi was telling him or not. In fact, Xi Yiyi knew some secrets, so there was no need to hide it from her. "Brother, the other party is too strong, and he even has the police and armed police as reinforcements. You will suffer!"
Zhao Qiang had of course taken this into account. This had disrupted his initial plan. In his mind, the normal procedure was to first show his ID to the police, then get them to leave smoothly, then teach Zhu Haicheng a lesson. Zhu Haicheng would definitely submit when he was isolated and helpless. Next, he would go find Xu Zhimeng and Fan Yi. But he didn't expect to make a mistake in the first step. Helping someone who has a grudge is really not easy. Not to mention that Lei Jingcai is becoming less and less common now. The main reason is this.
Zhao Qiang continued to call Yang Chiqi, but unfortunately, Yang Chiqi's phone seemed to be switched off. It seemed that he really wanted to wait until Zhao Qiang was in dire straits. Zhao Qiang was annoyed and simply threw the phone away. Anyway, it was a knock-off, and he could buy a high-end one later.
Bidao: "What? The transvestite hasn't even turned on yet?"
Zhao Sui maliciously told her: "We'll solve this ourselves! Relying on others is not the solution; our goal is to make others rely on us!"
She clenched her fist firmly: "Brother, let's have another big battle! I refuse to believe there's anyone in this world who can't handle the two of us!"
Zhao Qiang said, "However, with our current equipment and strength, it would be difficult to defeat them. Therefore, we need to temporarily build some things."
Bi chuckled and said, "Brother, I've already prepared for this. What is this?"
Garlic popped out the CD drive, and inside her CD drive was a round badge the size of a ping-pong ball. Zhao Qiang picked it up and looked at it, saying, "Is this some kind of equipment on your belt?"
She said, "Brother, I'll give you the program to run it. You have to remember it." She didn't finish her sentence, but instead kept looking at the source code flashing quickly on the screen.
Zhao Qiang understood that this was a weightless belt, also known as an anti-gravity device. It had been redesigned and modified, and the ornament on the belt was identical to one on a belt Zhao Qiang had previously discarded. Perhaps it was the same belt that had been retrieved and modified. Combined with running shoes, flying would be no problem for Zhao Qiang! When his body entered a weightless state, a powerful force would propel him forward faster than a bullet. If air resistance were disregarded, he could fly indefinitely. Zhao Qiang had always been disappointed by this, but he hadn't expected that it would be completed just in case. This was great news!
While fastening it to his belt, Zhao Qiang carefully scanned the program code on the screen. It took him more than three minutes to read it through once. "Only after mastering this program can the biological components flexibly operate the weightless belt," Zhao Qiang said. "The program remembers that you still have excess material on you, right?"
Bidao: "What are you doing, playing tricks?"
Zhao Qiang said, "I was afraid that snipers would target my legs and stomach after they realized my shirt was bulletproof, so I wore a protective suit."
Covered passage: "That's enough, but I don't have the corresponding modification procedures. You know I can only create a well-level, unmarked passage out of thin air."
Zhao Qiang smiled: "It's alright, it's just because I spoke up."
Zhao Qiang had hidden a lot of material in his hand, so he used the entire notebook to build a new one. This not only strengthened his own security but also provided storage. This material came in handy at this critical moment. He didn't touch anything else. Zhao Qiang only needed to cut off the fake battery, which was enough. He could also cut off enough to make another electromagnetic weapon.
Many people online can make electromagnetic powder, but the effect isn't great because the electromagnetic flux isn't strong enough. For example, in the movie "The Secret Order," there's a powerful electromagnetic powder that Old Shi used to make with a single hand. Of course, in Zhao Qiang's modification program, this weapon won't be the same as the original. It will still have a handle, but when the weapon is fully extended, it will only be a little over a meter long. This is to provide enough flux for the projectile, so that it can achieve a long-range firing range. Otherwise, Zhao Qiang would only be able to use a compressed weapon for close-range combat, but that's a close-range weapon and not suitable for dealing with snipers.
Electromagnetic technology isn't some mysterious subject; scientists in laboratories can improve it further. However, Zhao Qiang's challenge lies in its design. Many protective measures have to be removed, and most components need to be made more delicate and thinner. But because of this universal reinforcing agent, ordinary materials can become exceptionally strong under Zhao Qiang's control, capable of withstanding internal and external pressures. Furthermore, a battery provides it with energy. Of course, trying to develop nuclear weapons is a complete joke, but compared to a sniper rifle, Zhao Qiang would absolutely look down on his opponent.
The office only had computers and a TV; those contained all the materials Zhao Qiang needed to modify and upgrade the weapon system. One computer certainly didn't have enough materials, so Zhao Qiang used a monstrous screwdriver to open another room and moved the computer over. He didn't care if it was full of stuff; his survival was the priority. He was willing to work on it even at the last minute.
Xi Yiyi dared not utter a single word, fearing it would affect Zhao Qiang's work. The white mist that appeared when Zhao Qiang was resurrected swirled before her eyes, and various substances within it decomposed and recombine at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Under Zhao Qiang's strict control, a set of knee pads, a waist protector, and a nose protector were produced. Because of internal restrictions, she could only modify but not create the items, so the work of making the armor had to be left to Zhao Qiang himself.
The "two-pronged knee brace" is like a buckle that fits onto Zhao Qiang's knee. Activating its switch causes two thin, rough needles to emerge from the end of the buckle and pierce Zhao Qiang's skin. This is a newly designed bio-neuron sensor that must connect with the human body. This sensor has stronger computational capabilities and receives human commands more accurately. Even the internal chip of the X-ray glasses has been replaced with this one; otherwise, some special data simply cannot be processed.
The waist protector was even more impressive. The shape of the pants made it much easier for Zhao Qiang to wear them inside out. He could then stick the pants to his abdomen for a quick, precise adjustment. With his large belly, Zhao Qiang could instantly extend the waist protector downwards to protect his lower body, until it connected with the knee pads, forming a completely airtight suit of armor.
Because he was wearing a three-proof shirt, Zhao Qiang was spared the trouble of wearing a nose brace on his upper body. However, he had to wear a nose brace on his forehead, which looked rather unsightly. Zhao Qiang didn't have time to integrate it with the X-ray glasses because Lei was going to redesign and modify it. He didn't have the time for that. As for the waist and knee pads, they could be covered by his clothes and pants when not in use, so they didn't need to be modified anymore.
These armors, to put it bluntly, are just oversized, abnormal screwdrivers. From a design and manufacturing perspective, they're not particularly difficult to manufacture; they're a product of mature technology. The electromagnetic grid made Zhao Dai sweat profusely and lose at least ten pounds. Luckily, he had ample energy reserves and had replenished them quite a bit in the Haitianbin Coffin; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been willing to waste those energy reserves.
The electromagnetic sight is similar in shape to a standard military pistol, without the bulky barrel, except that its barrel is movable, retractable, and slightly thicker than a regular one. It lacks a complex aiming system because Zhao Qiang's X-ray glasses are themselves a sight, making a duplicate design unnecessary.
Shi Yiyi was speechless as she watched all of this unfold. Now, she no longer dared to regard Zhao Qiang as a human being; he was a god! Although Shi Yiyi didn't understand what Zhao Qiang had done, the fact that he could mix a bunch of junk together and create something new was already a miracle in itself!
Zhao Qiang scanned the office building and found a pile of snacks among several desks. It seemed that the owners were all girls, but they would probably cry when they came tomorrow, because Zhao Qiang threw away the packaging. She ate all the snacks inside, replenished her energy, and rested for a while. Zhao Qiang knew it was time to leave. He wanted to be actively, not passively, chased by that burly man.
Garlic watched Zhao Qiang equip himself with items one by one and said, "Brother, have you ever considered that the rough striker is a blue fox with a spine?"
Zhao Qiang nodded. He thought about it, and whether it was true or not didn't matter anymore; in fact, it was better, saving him the trouble of having to follow Sister Yiyi and protect her. He hadn't asked any questions before.