Chapter 24: Not Only Do I Have A Gun, I Also Have A License!
Martial arts naturally include lightness skill. Li Ye had seen some people flying around and sticking to walls while shifting when he was going to school, which filled him with longing at the time.
The Jinglei Martial Arts Hall where he trained before had considerable attainments in lightness skill with its Seventy-two Forms of Thunder Leg martial arts. Li Ye had thought back then that once he broke through Dragon Gate, he definitely had to experience it.
Later on.
Whoosh!
The sound of wind rose again. As soon as this person stepped on the plants and took to the air again, he had already reached Li Ye’s side and reached out to grab him. Li Ye kicked off the ground with his left foot while running, leaped into the air to the right, turned direction in the process, and darted into an alley ahead.
But he hadn’t gone more than a few steps before he stopped again.
The front was sealed off!
Whoosh!
The sound of wind came from behind. Li Ye turned around and saw the man with the dragon tattoo flying over again, his feet stepping rapidly against the nearby building, spinning in the air before landing.
“You think you can outrun me?”
He sneered: “Didn’t you know I know lightness skill?”
It seemed due to circulating his energy, his qi and blood surged, leaping three times at a frequency.
He was a Three Dragon Gates!
While speaking, the people behind had all caught up, gathering behind this man, each with hostile expressions.
There are always some people who fail at martial arts but have trained at a martial arts school. After entering society, they can’t stand being obscure and refuse to live ordinarily.
After all, if they can’t make it in big society, they can always mix in small society. So they form gangs, call each other brother, and the ones in front of Li Ye now were probably just that.
But now didn’t seem to be the time for these low-level gang issues.
Li Ye had a thought and asked: “Ren Family?”
“What Ren Family? I don’t know. The person you hit happens to be my little brother. Now you’ve hit someone and want to run? Time to teach you a lesson.”
He sneered coldly, drew his hand from behind, pulled out a short blade as long as his forearm, and gripped it in reverse.
“I don’t like your attitude of running away. Are those legs of yours so great? I’ll sever your tendons and see if you can run again. Remember, the one teaching you a lesson is East City Eagle Bro!”
This kid had just stimulated his qi and blood, seeming like a One Dragon Gate, but no matter—he was Three Dragon Gates, and he had a weapon.
Dealing with a kid like this was a piece of cake.
He grinned ferociously, lifted his foot, and was about to charge.
At that moment, Li Ye’s hand also reached into his backpack, unzipped it in reverse, and pulled something out.
“Smart!”
The man praised: “But it’s useless now. It’s too late to pay money. Today, you’re getting a lesson no matter what! Stand still obediently, and you might suffer less!”
He took a step forward, but after just two steps, his body stiffened, and his hair stood on end.
The dark gun barrel was pointed straight at him.
Li Ye gripped the Desert Eagle, thumbed off the safety, and said: “Smart what? You think I’m taking out what you want? I eat a lesson? You eat my bullet, and I’ll take that as my lesson!”
The gun’s appearance made the little brothers behind him collectively step back.
“It’s fake!”
The man gritted his teeth: “Scaring me with a fake gun? You’re just a student—can you even use a Desert Eagle?”
Bang!
As soon as the words left his mouth, the gunshot rang out. Sparks burst from the muzzle, and the bullet with enough power to shatter stone exploded a huge blood flower on his leg, leaving a big hole in his thigh.
“Ah! Ah!!”
The man knelt on the ground, dropping the short blade from his hand, clutching his thigh tightly, howling miserably nonstop.
Whoosh!
The little brothers behind, every single one, scattered like startled birds and beasts, afraid of being shot if they ran too slow.
“Howl again and the next bullet kills you.”
Li Ye pointed the gun at his head, immediately making the other clamp his mouth shut.
Pan Zhengyang was right.
Sometimes this thing really is more useful than martial arts.
“I ask, you answer.”
Li Ye said: “Did the Ren Family send you?”
“I really don’t know any Ren Family!” he wailed.
Bang!
The bullet pierced his other leg, making him howl miserably again. His body curled up, head slamming the ground, trembling all over in pain.
No matter how painful, he had to speak, or he wouldn’t even have the chance to feel pain later.
“I really don’t know them, really! My boss found me, said to teach you a lesson, nothing lethal, just a lesson, then grab a pair of chopsticks from your bag!”
“Be more detailed. Miss one word, and I’ll blow off your dick first!” Li Ye said coldly.
Under the threat of death and losing his dick, he spilled everything like beans from a bamboo tube—not just the incident, but his whole life story.
He was called Liu Ying, forty years old this year, a local big thug. He had achieved in martial arts and was indeed Three Dragon Gates.
He used to be a preparatory student, breaking through Dragon Gate just before Gaokao. Knowing his martial arts talent was poor, university wouldn’t help much, so he dropped out to mix in society.
Relying on being brave and aggressive, he gathered a bunch of failed martial arts school students. Later, he caught the eye of a local rich man, took charge of a nightclub, contracted some construction and earthwork, naturally earning more than ordinary Dragon Gate Realm martial artists.
With money, he bought lots of tonics, trained, and reached Three Dragon Gates.
At his age, his qi and blood weren’t at peak anymore, gradually declining, and he was thinking of slowly retiring. But his boss found him, asking him to deal with a student, give a lesson, and grab a pair of chopsticks along the way.
The boss was the boss. Though Three Dragon Gates, in modern society he was no different from ordinary people—he still had to obey.
The boss had figured out the target’s route, knowing he would pass this road. Liu Ying arranged a little brother who learned hardening technique to block Li Ye, planning to surround him, stab a couple times, grab the chopsticks, and go.
It was just teaching a student a lesson, nothing lethal. Even if investigated, push someone to take the blame, pay money, and settle it.
If done well, his reward would exceed the cost.
Li Ye raised an eyebrow: “That’s it?”
Seeing Li Ye’s gun barrel lift again, Liu Ying hurriedly shouted: “Really, you have to believe me! Brother, don’t be impulsive. You’re still young—don’t go down the path of crime!”
“Who the hell are you to lecture me?!” Li Ye laughed angrily, shifting the gun to his arm, preparing to shoot again.
Bang bang!
But at that moment, two gunshots rang from the side. Muzzle flashes exploded in the air above Li Ye’s head. Two police officers in uniform flew along the eaves on both sides of the alley, quickly landing beside Li Ye.
The previously empty alley entrance now had more heads.
It seemed Liu Ying’s little brothers had called the police!
“Don’t move!”
The two police officers pointed guns at Li Ye from both sides: “Put down the gun!”
Liu Ying saw them like a savior, his voice breaking with excitement: “Police officers! Save me, police officers! He’s trying to kill me!”
The nearer police officer clawed with his left hand, grabbing for Li Ye’s wrist like a takedown.
That speed was also very fast—Li Ye couldn’t react at all. But just as the police officer grabbed his wrist, he quickly said: “I have ID!”
The hand gripping his wrist clearly hesitated for a moment.
Li Ye pulled his ID document from his pocket with his other hand: “Disinfection Bureau, Li Ye!”
The black ID cover with the real gold national emblem gleamed faintly. Opened, it showed the xiezhi above and Li Ye’s photo below. In the police officer’s eyes, it was instantly clear if it was fake.
Forget impersonating—ordinary people don’t even know the bureau or this ID, and those who do wouldn’t dare fake it.
Snap!
The police officer gripping Li Ye’s wrist smoothly withdrew his hand and lowered his gun.
“Sorry, can I see it?”
The police officer saluted before saying: “Not that we don’t believe you, but just in case.”
Li Ye straightforwardly handed over the ID document.
No need to even look—the police officer knew upon touch that the material wasn’t fake. After checking the details, he returned it to Li Ye and saluted.
“We came after getting a call. Sorry, misunderstanding. What’s the situation now?”
Li Ye nodded: “Understandable. I was attacked. Now I suspect they’re connected to a demonic creature incident. You know, Director Pan ordered a strict investigation before.”
Hearing this, the two police officers instantly became solemn.
Director Pan’s order to strictly investigate the martial arts training industry—they not only knew, they were the enforcers!
“Understood!”
The police officer glanced at the thugs gathering outside, pulled out his walkie-talkie: “Don’t let any of the people outside get away!”
Then he looked at Li Ye: “What about this one?”
“Take him in too, keep him under watch. I need to report this.” Li Ye said seriously.
“No, that’s not right! Police officers, he has a gun, he was trying to kill!”
Seeing things exceed his expectations, Liu Ying despaired: “Arrest him!”
“Not only do I have a gun
Li Ye sneered: “I also have ID!”
The two police officers stepped forward, each grabbing an arm, dragging the now-despairing Liu Ying out of the alley.
“Damn it! You really think I’m easy to bully, huh!”
After they fully left, Li Ye cursed: “Call for backup? Only you know how?”
He not only had a gun and ID.
He also had a mobile phone!
