Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 528 - 305: Assault on the Chemical Plant

Because Li Ang had gotten off to a good start, his group was temporarily invigorated with fighting spirit and brawled with the street thugs.

But soon, as Li Ang left, that fervor faded, and when it ca to a real test of combat skills, they were naturally no match for the habitual fighters and were swiftly defeated.

They had all co hoping for an easy score, harvesting a flock of fat sheep, but today had nearly gone awry, each of them taking a few hits and even having a motorcycle stolen from them.

This fueled their anger, making them strike with exceptional severity, and soon, none of the smugglers could stand up anymore.

This outco was expected by Li Ang; these smugglers were not good people—they were either rebels, had committed cris back ho, or owed large debts. What law-abiding person would abandon their nationality and flee to a foreign country?

Letting them get beaten was a good lesson for them to realize that life in a foreign land wasn’t so rosy after all.

The tattooed leader, recovering from his earlier fear, noted that although things had started poorly today, the results were not too disastrous—they had managed to steal a good amount of money from them.

"Alright, work’s done, let’s go have a good al and treat ourselves."

With a wave of his hand indicating retreat, the leader then spotted a familiar light.

"Hey, Kobayashi, isn’t that your car over there?"

"My car? Wasn’t it taken by that guy? So that ans..."

"Maybe we should run..."

The mont when the gun was fired had been witnessed not just by the tattooed man. Who wouldn’t be terrified, in the dead of night, to encounter a man bullets couldn’t pierce?

Especially since he was only wearing a T-shirt, and it was obvious whether or not he had a bulletproof vest underneath.

While they hesitated, Li Ang had already ridden the motorcycle right up to them.

The guys, who had just been acting tough, suddenly beca as ek as chickens facing a hawk.

Those lying on the ground even wore smiles of schadenfreude, having all taken the gun Li Ang had brandished as a re prop.

Though they didn’t understand why this lucky escapee had returned, it felt good to them that everyone shared the misfortune.

In the silent park, Li Ang suddenly said,

"All the yen, give it to ."

Li Ang had originally planned to exchange the money at the bank, but was unsure of the regulations, such as whether identification was needed. Luckily, he had turned back to get it from them.

At these words, not only the gang mbers were stunned but even the smugglers on the ground gaped.

Had he returned specifically to rob them in reverse?

But soon, they were more stunned because those gang mbers who had just been ruthlessly beating them and stealing their money were actually pulling out their wallets.

If they hadn’t seen earlier that Li Ang had a conflict with them, they would have doubted whether he was really one of their insiders.

After making the rounds, Li Ang collected several hundred thousand yen, equivalent to about 20,000 RMB, which was about enough for his expenditures in Japan. Carrying any more would be a burden.

"Here’s a thousand, go beat up that guy with glasses again; he likes being a dog in Japan so much, I’ve found him annoying for a long ti."

Li Ang pulled out so bills and threw them to an older man.

Then, Li Ang approached the trembling tattooed leader and said, patting him lightly,

"Take to your headquarters for a tour, get so gear, and a car; oh, and make sure there’s a driver who drives fast and steady."

He had intended to take a taxi himself, but then thought, since everything was ready, why not have it all prepared in one go and save the trouble.

"Uh... Yes, sir."

The tattooed man bowed and nodded fearfully.

Feared but not respected—such behavior was exactly what Li Ang expected from them.

...

"They must be in league with each other."

"Yes, I even heard that leader call him ’sir’."

"Maybe he’s the one who sold us out and brought these robbers here."

"When I rise up, I will definitely seek revenge, especially against that tall young man."

"What a scumbag, to think I spoke with him on the road."

After Li Ang and the gang mbers left, they finally dared to speak up.

Strangely, they did not hate the robbers who had attacked them, but despised Li Ang even more for receiving such different treatnt.

"So where should we go now?"

"Let’s take it one step at a ti, get so food and water first, then find a place to sleep."

...

"Morishita-san, you’re finally back, how did it go today?"

"Eh, who is this?"

Pushing open the door, a large group was playing Japanese Mahjong inside; seeing them return, a few familiar faces also greeted them.

"Uh... It’s okay, this... this person has so business with our boss. Where is he now?"

Morishita Yuta stamred out.

"The boss is in his room, not sure if he’s asleep yet."

"Alright, I’ll go over now."