Li Chen awoke the next day to the pleasant realization that his trades had been remarkably successful, netting him a substantial gain of 15 million yuan. He was one step closer to achieving his financial goals. However, Li Chen wasn’t content with rely 15 million; he had set his sights higher. His aim was to accumulate at least 100 million yuan before he would embark on his ambitious business plans.
Li Chen dressed in his sportswear, ready for his morning jog. The sun was just beginning to warm the hills, and a slight chill lingered in the air. He put on his favorite running song and set off. His regular trail took him through the serene park, where he paused to perform so stretches.
As he stretched, Li Chen felt an unusual sensation, like the tingling awareness of being watched. This feeling ca as a sign that he had to be on his guard. Li Chen turned, scanning the park with a calm and asured deanor.
At a distance, a black car sat ominously, its windows tinted to conceal its occupants. Inside, a group of n looked at a photograph they held, confirming that the individual they sought was indeed the one before them. After a brief exchange, they silently exited the car, each clutching a nacing baseball bat.
With purpose in their stride, they advanced towards Li Chen, moving stealthily to catch him off guard. But Li Chen sensed their approach. Without looking, he spoke confidently, "You should just do what you ca here to do. Standing behind won’t help you."
The would-be attackers froze, their calculated ambush thwarted. Li Chen turned to face them with a smug, almost mocking smile on his face. He was well aware of the danger he faced, but he was not one to back down easily, especially when it ca to defending himself. The ga had changed, and these aggressors had just t an opponent who was prepared for their hostile intent.
Li Chen’s deanor had been shifting rapidly in the past days since he connected with the first page of the manual. No longer was he plagued by fear as he had been when he faced the n sent by Sun Gang. With the newfound mories, courage, and strength of the God of War, Li Chen felt transford. At that mont, the God of War chuckled within Li Chen’s mind and remarked, "Now, let’s put what you’ve learned to the test, young man."
Li Chen couldn’t help but chuckle in response, which only seed to further irk his attackers. He turned to face them with an air of confidence, completely unafraid. "Let guess, Jiang Xiaofeng wants dealt with because of a little slap, right?" Li Chen’s words were tinged with amusent as he spoke.
The n exchanged glances, and their leader responded, acknowledging Li Chen’s insight, "You’re a sharp one, I’ll give you that."
Li Chen smirked, though his smile didn’t reach his eyes. "I can’t think of anyone else who’d want dead, except perhaps your rather dense boss."
The leader’s face flushed with anger. He turned to his comrades and barked, "Get him. Break his legs."
With grim determination, the group of attackers moved in, baseball bats at the ready. They aid to incapacitate Li Chen and make Jiang Xiaofeng proud. However, they were about to discover that Li Chen was no longer the man they thought they could intimidate.
As the three attackers closed in, Li Chen’s transformation beca strikingly evident. With his newfound skills and the God of War’s expertise at his disposal, he moved with precision and fluidity, almost as if he were dancing.
The first attacker swung his baseball bat with full force, aiming for Li Chen’s head. In a blur of motion, Li Chen ducked under the bat, narrowly avoiding the strike. With a lightning-quick counterattack, he delivered a powerful roundhouse kick to the attacker’s midsection. The man crumpled to the ground, gasping for breath and clutching his abdon.
The second attacker ca at Li Chen from the side, attempting to land a surprise blow. Li Chen sidestepped effortlessly, his footwork impeccable. In one seamless motion, he grabbed the second attacker’s arm, expertly using his montum to throw him over his shoulder and onto the grass.
By this point, the third attacker lunged, swinging his bat downward with all his might. Li Chen caught the bat’s shaft mid-swing, his grip unyielding. With a twist and a forceful pull, he disard the third attacker and sent the bat flying through the air.
Li Chen then proceeded to deliver a rapid series of strikes. His fists and feet moved like a whirlwind, connecting with precision and power. The third attacker, overwheld and unable to defend himself, staggered backward until he, too, fell to the ground.
The entire fight had taken re seconds, and Li Chen remained virtually unscathed. The two remaining attackers watched in shock and fear as their comrades lay incapacitated. Their determination wavered, and for a mont, they considered retreating.
Li Chen, breathing calmly and steadily, wore a confident and sowhat amused expression. He motioned for the two remaining attackers to bring it on, his ssage clear: they were no match for his newfound abilities.
The leader, witnessing the quick and efficient defeat of his comrades, felt a growing sense of desperation. He couldn’t afford to show weakness in front of his subordinate. The remaining man charged ahead, his resolve steeled.
As the fourth attacker closed in, he displayed more power and skill than his predecessors. He swung his baseball bat with a controlled force that showed he wasn’t to be underestimated. Li Chen adjusted his stance, eting the attack head-on.
The bat swooshed through the air, aid at Li Chen’s midsection. With a perfect blend of timing and precision, Li Chen twisted his body to the side, narrowly avoiding the impact. The bat struck the ground, sending up a small cloud of dust. Li Chen seized the opportunity.
With a swift step, he closed the distance between them and delivered a stunning combination of strikes. His punches and kicks were like an intricate symphony, each movent harmonizing with the next. The fourth attacker, despite his superior strength, struggled to keep up.
Li Chen’s attacks were relentless, targeting the man’s vulnerable points – a knee strike to the abdon, a roundhouse kick to the chest, and a precise punch to the jaw. With each hit, the fourth attacker’s defenses weakened. He stumbled backward, his breaths growing ragged.
The leader watched the confrontation, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead. He knew his remaining comrade was in serious trouble. Li Chen pressed his advantage. With a spinning kick, he knocked the bat out of the fourth attacker’s hands. Defenseless and disoriented, the man attempted one last, desperate swing, but Li Chen swiftly countered with a powerful punch to the gut.
The force of the blow doubled the man over, and he crumpled to the ground, clutching his stomach in agony. Li Chen stood over him, his breathing steady and his expression unwavering. The leader, witnessing the one-sided battle, realized there was no hope for their mission but he couldn’t show any weaknesses in front of his subordinates.
The leader, driven to desperation and fury, discarded his baseball bat and retrieved a gleaming, razor-sharp blade that glinted in the morning sun. With a sinister smile, he stepped forward and taunted Li Chen. "You’ve forced my hand, kid. Don’t bla for what happens next."
Li Chen rely smirked, undeterred by the ominous threat. "Co at . Ti’s ticking, and I don’t have all day."
With a determined glint in his eye, the leader lunged forward with the blade in hand. His movents were swift and calculated. As the blade descended, Li Chen expertly parried the strike, but not without consequence. The blade scraped across Li Chen’s forearm, leaving a gash that imdiately began to seep blood. His stoic expression wavered for the first ti, replaced by a flash of anger and pain.
However, this single injury seed to unleash sothing within Li Chen. He no longer held back. With a swift and furious retaliation, he disard the leader and began a relentless assault. Each strike and kick were delivered with precision and a burning desire for retribution.
The leader found himself defenseless against Li Chen’s newfound ferocity. In a brutal and one-sided brawl, Li Chen rcilessly pumled his opponent. The leader’s teeth shattered under the unrelenting blows, and his legs, once powerful, were rendered broken and useless.
In the end, the leader lay in a broken heap on the ground, moaning in agony and defeat. Li Chen stood over him, bloodied and enraged, his anger-signs visible on his face. He hadn’t rely defeated his assailant; he had demolished him, both physically and ntally.
Li Chen’s arm throbbed from the wound, but his sense of triumph overshadowed the pain. The leader, stripped of his bravado and left incapacitated, was a stark reminder that Li Chen was no longer the man he used to be.
Li Chen’s cold gaze remained fixed on the leader as he delivered his stern warning, his voice unwavering. "Inform your employer that he made a grave mistake today. If he dares to send more of you after , I won’t show any rcy next ti." The leader, battered and defeated, clenched his teeth and turned his eyes away, unable to muster a response.
Li Chen’s lips curled into a disdainful smirk as he clicked his tongue in disappointnt. "You lot are truly a disgrace to your kind."
With those parting words, Li Chen casually dusted off his hands, symbolically ridding himself of the confrontation, and left the writhing, injured n behind on the ground. They were a vivid reminder that he was no longer the easy target they had assud him to be.
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