Multiple murder cases in secluded areas?
As Fang Qingyu put away his phone and headed for the next delivery, he couldn't help but recall the rainy night in the alley on his way home.
He did seem to see some black words that day.
However, it was nighttime, and black on black was hard to confirm.
Looks like I can't take shortcuts on my way home these days.
Fang Qingyu decided to be a bit more vigilant.
He wasn't overly surprised.
Back in school, he occasionally saw such news where an area would be marked as dangerous.
They said it was because of an escaped murderer or something.
Fang Qingyu was used to it by now.
It was nearing 7 PM.
After buying two pieces of bread at a convenience store, Fang Qingyu sat on his electric bike and studied the charts.
[Congratulations, your Professional Basic Skill "Electric Car Driving" has leveled up to Level 2, earning one Attribute Point]
[Profession: Deliveryman Level 1 (33/100)]
[Professional Basic Skill: Electric Car Driving Level 2 (1/200)]
The progress of his electric bike skills in rainy conditions was remarkably swift.
The upgrade happened a day earlier than expected.
If he could level up his fitness skills at night, it'd be enough for the high-intensity training in the coming days.
However, using attribute points in place of a massage effect is not a long-term solution.
I still need to make money quickly.
Fang Qingyu focused on speed.
He clicked the plus sign.
This time it wasn't really a gamble.
Even if increasing speed doesn't alleviate physical fatigue, he can still enhance his fitness skills a bit tonight.
But just as he guessed before.
Power, Physique, Speed, they are all bodily attributes.
Just emphasized in different aspects.
Once the warm current faded from his feet, Fang Qingyu opened his eyes.
He had become stronger again...
[Speed: 8.4→9.4]
Thus, his bodily dimensions all surpassed the 9.0 threshold.
Fang Qingyu felt now he could take down a bull.
But after learning about the intensity of the formal classes...
It's still far from enough.
He needs to grow even stronger!
Fang Qingyu put away his phone, switched off the order-taking function, went home to change into a shirt and dress pants, and hurried to the bar.
Glancing at the time, it was almost eight.
He hastily took over the radio from Xiao Si and went to his designated area to start work.
Pressing his lower back against the cold steel pillar, Fang Qingyu's eardrums tingled with the bass's vibrations, as four laser beams sliced through the writhing bodies on the dance floor, refracting eerie purple-red in the champagne mist.
What was originally a dull job turned fascinating on the charts.
Looking at the crowd ahead...
Fang Qingyu suddenly felt like he had grown taller.
His increasingly burly physique kept the crazed crowd from getting near the DJ booth.
Unlike before when he was dragged around with the crowd.
Especially when the DJ urged everyone to jump, he used to be squeezed into the crowd.
In a short time.
The people in front looked resentfully at Fang Qingyu.
Originally they could touch the DJ's hand, but now they were ruthlessly blocked by this man.
Fang Qingyu ignored their stares.
Strictly executing his job duties.
The revelry continued until 2 AM.
Only then did Fang Qingyu hand over the radio and get off work.
But as he exited through the back door, Si Ge suddenly grabbed his arm.
"Qingzi, why not have some midnight snacks with me before heading back?"
Fang Qingyu paused briefly, then chuckled and shook his head.
"Next time, Si Ge, I have something to do tomorrow morning, need to head back early for rest, I'll treat you another day."
"Alright then."
Xiao Si said no more.
Seeing this, Fang Qingyu pushed open the back door and walked toward his electric bike.
"..."
Just as he was about to get on, he noticed the rear tire was completely flat.
A screwdriver was stuck in the tire.
Now Fang Qingyu understood why Xiao Si suddenly asked him for midnight snacks.
"You finally got off work, huh."
In and out of the alley, two people approached.
Fang Qingyu stood and looked ahead, spotting a familiar name.
[Liao-Tang Group Branch Manager]
The suit-clad man who caused trouble in the bar a few days ago.
Shen Rui stepped out of the darkness with others, glaring savagely at Fang Qingyu.
Besides getting caught by Qiao Ge for a beating that day, he also had to pay half the cost for the bar-wide 10% discount!!!
He initially planned to swallow this loss.
After all, Qiao Ge was someone he couldn't afford to provoke.
But he didn't expect the young man who grabbed his hand that day wasn't Qiao Ge's subordinate.
This time, the anger had a place to go.
Fang Qingyu didn't care what he said, instead he turned and scanned his surroundings.
He casually picked up a wooden stick.
When he was young, during his bouts of brain illness, he often forgot things.
Maybe a friend he just made yesterday, the things they said, he'd forget the next day.
Over time, no one wanted to play with him anymore.
The nickname "Big Fool" was placed on his head.
Those who understood, understood.
In the class, when there was someone nicknamed Big Fool.
He became the target for bullying by those boys who desperately needed a sense of presence.
It was then that Fang Qingyu learned how to fight.
His gaze swept over the four people surrounding him front and back.
Great...
They were all ordinary people.
Today, it's just right to test the results of his martial arts practice.
Seeing that Fang Qingyu ignored him, Shen Rui's face instantly darkened.
No problem, don't beg now.
When you're kneeling later, you'll naturally bow your head.
He's seen many people like this.
"Go!"
With an order,
everyone rushed together, not taking Fang Qingyu seriously at all.
Even if Fang Qingyu held a wooden stick.
After all, gang fights were their strong suit.
Rushing in together, even if one takes a few hits, the others can pin the opponent down.
That'd be their chance to vent.
As for losing, they never even considered the possibility.
Who can kill two people head-on, and still defend against two others sneaking up from behind?
What do you think you are, a king of soldiers?
But they didn't expect...Fang Qingyu's specialty was brawl fights.
The kind where one person takes on a group!
The two people in front were already upon him, fists aiming straight for his head.
That's the most easily dazed area.
Fang Qingyu naturally wasn't going to leave it undefended.
His left foot stepped to the right, though it couldn't completely dodge, it was enough not to get a hit to the head.
Bang—
A punch landed on his left shoulder simultaneously as Fang Qingyu's wooden stick struck hard on the head of the one on his right.
He didn't expect the stick to break with just one hit.
Fang Qingyu ignored the punches still coming at him from the side, moved forward when the one on the right was stunned, grabbed the opponent's collar, and started hitting the opponent's jaw, punch after punch...
"Shit, get him!!"
The ones coming from behind had arrived, seeing Fang Qingyu pounding their companion to death, two of them each tried to pull Fang Qingyu's arms from each side.
The last one kicked fiercely at Fang Qingyu...
Unexpectedly, before the kick landed, he couldn't retract it.
Fang Qingyu, at some point, had turned his head, pinning the opponent's leg with his armpit, ignoring the punches from the other two, he raised his right hand and smashed it against the shin.
"Ah—"
The one he hit screamed miserably.
Fang Qingyu's face also caught two punches, but he didn't feel much pain, he kept smashing four or five times until he felt it was enough, then he let go of the leg, grabbed the clothes of one beside him, and struggled to stand up.
At this moment, the opponent was a black punching post.
No matter if he was kicked tilting eastward or if this person was also hitting him, Fang Qingyu just didn't care, raised his right hand and smashed it on the opponent's face.
With only two punches, the opponent was on the ground clutching his jaw, wailing...
"Whew..."
Fang Qingyu took a slight breath, turned to look at the last one, Shen Rui.
After being bullied for so many years, the cruelty that had been accumulating had been completely unleashed.
Without waiting for Shen Rui to speak, Fang Qingyu rushed over.
All those Hidden Dragon Posture and Basic Boxing had been set aside.
All he wanted now was to make Shen Rui afraid.
Only by scaring the opponent to the extreme, would they not dare to trouble him in the future.
This trick tested from childhood to adulthood, and it worked every time.
He raised his fist and smashed the opponent's glasses to pieces directly.
"Don't..."
Shen Rui just squeezed out a word before the second punch landed on his eye socket.
Fang Qingyu just focused on smashing the opponent's face with punches.
Completely regardless of where he was hitting.
Until a sharp pain surged through his fist, a small shard of glass embedded in his flesh, did he stop the frequency of his punches...
And at this moment Shen Rui's face was unrecognizable.
He was scared.
Seeing the fear in Shen Rui's swollen eyes, Fang Qingyu smiled.
Then pulled the shard of glass from his fist.
Gently placed it on Shen Rui's neck.
Gripped it with his palm, squeezing the opponent's throat along with the shard.
A hoarse voice quietly spat out a sentence.
"If there's a next time, I'll kill you..."