When fighting with bare hands, the bigger you are, the more powerful you are.
The more people there are, the more powerful it is.
No matter how good a person is at fighting, if he is surrounded by three or four people, he will only die. At most, he can fight back with a few punches, but he will soon be unable to hold on.
But how did Lin Wei fight?
He just stood there expressionlessly, letting the gangsters, who totaled no more than seven people, rush towards him.
The moment the crisis arrived, the time in front of him became slow.
The Nervous Overload passive skill acted autonomously, but he just watched it without any distractions.
Watch the enemy's moves.
The moves of these gangsters are really too monotonous - either they are violent kicks that lose the center of gravity of the body, or they are bastard punches that want to be hit in a circle.
Even if you go to a fitness trainer to practice fat-reducing boxing, you won't end up with something full of flaws like this.
For someone like Lin Wei who possesses professional-level mixed martial arts skills, he has at least five ways to make anyone who strikes like this in front of him pay the price.
Lin Wei, of course, chose the simplest and crudest one.
Facing the first gangster who kicked him, he just turned sideways slightly and responded with a whip kick. Then he rolled back while holding his stomach.
Facing someone who also tried to kick him down at the next moment, he changed his approach and connected his leg with one hand and pulled him along.
The gangster let out a cry, did a split in front of everyone, and lay on the ground holding his crotch. The pain of torn ligaments made him lose feeling in both legs for a moment.
Having learned from the past, those who came after us would only dare to wave their fists roughly.
But this makes it even simpler.
Lin Wei didn't even need to dodge, he just had to punch first before their exaggerated bastard punches hit him.
A faster and harder punch can instantly shut down their minds, make their vision black, and make their punches limp.
Using swinging punches, straight punches, and jabs to face this group of opponents who were not on the same level as him physically and technically, Lin Wei could even knock out his opponents with just a simple jab.
What's more, now, with the blessing of neural overload, he not only hits the target with amazing accuracy, whether on the chin or the base of the ear, but his judgment of the situation is even more frighteningly accurate.
His sense of space became extremely powerful at this moment, as if he had changed into a third-person perspective from this moment on, giving him a panoramic view of surrounding obstacles and opponents.
When the gangsters tried to attack in groups, he simply stepped forward and turned sideways, ensuring that he was always within the attack range of only one person.
It seemed like seven gangsters were beating him up, but to him, it was just seven single moments of duel created by moving with his feet.
Seven shots, seven KOs, and with the help of the terrifying ability of neural overload, Lin Wei even dared to be sure that even in the professional fighting arena, he was absolutely invincible at this moment.
"West" Huang Dayong's voice trembled.
When Lin Wei followed the voice and looked at him, Huang Dayong's first reaction was to turn around and run away.
But after his feet gave way, Huang Dayong subconsciously glanced at his younger brother who was initially knocked away from him.
Their eyes met, Huang Dayong's eyes were full of encouragement.
‘Say it quickly: Brother, run away’
'ah?'
Obviously, the younger brother below him did not understand what he meant. Instead, after the cramp in his stomach subsided, he reluctantly raised his voice and cursed Lin Wei: "Dog"
Before he finished speaking, Huang Dayong subconsciously used force on his feet and kicked him in the stomach, causing the younger brother to scream in pain, clutching his stomach and being speechless.
"Lin, Lin Wei!"
Huang Dayong called out his name first, but Lin Wei just looked around to make sure there were no ambushes or reinforcements, and then slowly walked towards him.
Huang Dayong swallowed and took a step back: "Don't come over! Do you know you are in big trouble? Ah?"
"What trouble am I in?" Lin Wei looked at him with a puzzled face, but he never stopped.
Huang Dayong's mind was racing, but he couldn't think of what to say next. He wanted to tell a lie, but he was afraid that he would end up worse if it was exposed. He threatened him, but what could he threaten?
"Do you think you can be safe if you smash our store? I tell you, from now on, as long as the Nanmen Sect is still around, you can't even think of living in peace."
Lin Wei stepped forward, reached out and slapped him hard: "So?"
Huang Dayong's feet were like garlic, his eyes flickered fiercely, and the next moment he took out a dagger from his waist and said angrily: "Fuck! I'm going to kill you!"
But the knife was pulled out, but Lin Wei remained motionless, just looking at him indifferently, standing there as if looking at a dead person.
Xiba!
Xiba!
How come this person is not afraid of anything!?
Huang Dayong was really anxious, but his momentum was so strong that it seemed like he couldn't justify it even if he didn't try his best.
But when Lin Wei took a step forward, he took a step back again.
Lin Wei took another step, and Huang Dayong took another step back.
"You bitch!" Lin Wei shouted suddenly.
Huang Dayong subconsciously relaxed his hands.
I almost dropped the knife.
But what followed was another fierce slap from Lin Wei. This slap was fast and hard. As soon as it landed on his face, he felt a golden light appear in front of his eyes and his head was buzzing.
"How dare you hold a knife?"
The dagger in his hand subconsciously let go and fell to the ground. Only then did Huang Dayong wake up a little.
But he didn't wake up for long.
"You sent someone to keep an eye on me?"
Lin Wei's deep voice sounded in his ears.
Huang Dayong subconsciously covered his face and nodded.
"Make it clear, are you mute?" Lin Wei raised his hand again, and before he could hit him, Huang Dayong put his head in his hands and squatted down skillfully.
"I say! I say! We are indeed looking for trouble with you and Ding Qing and Li Zicheng."
After Huang Dayong finished speaking, Lin Wei thoughtfully bent over and pinched his head, grabbing his hair to raise his head.
"Do you remember my face?"
"Remember, remember." Huang Dayong looked at him with a numb face, but he didn't have the slightest courage to fight back.
Lin Wei nodded: "If you dare to yell at me next time, you will be dead if you use a knife to show me."
Huang Dayong subconsciously turned his gaze away: "I know, I know."
"Take out the money."
"ah?"
Huang Dayong frantically touched his trouser pocket and took out his wallet. Lin Wei took out all the banknotes and threw the empty wallet in his face.
Lin Wei looked around.
Unsurprisingly, no one dared to look at him at this moment. He just lowered his head, as if he was afraid of getting angry. He walked towards Cui Minshu's stall.
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Cui Minshu was wearing trousers, and it was unclear whether her leg was injured or not, but the sweet smile that had always existed before was gone.
She frowned and looked at Lin Wei, biting her lips subconsciously and stopped talking.
Lin Wei just picked up his clothes, glanced at Cui Minshu, and asked angrily: "What are you looking at?"
"No, no."
Facing his cold and irritable expression, Cui Minshu stood frozen on the spot in astonishment, while Lin Wei just turned around and left indifferently.
He left in a hurry, while Cui Minshu stayed where he was. He just glanced at the gangsters lying on the ground in a mess in the distance, then bent down to pick up the clothes that had fallen to the ground with a complicated mood.
There were still a few people from the Nanmen sect who were sober. After regaining their composure, they hurriedly helped their companions and stood up.
Huang Dayong covered his face and waited for a long time, spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, looked angrily at Lin Wei's leaving figure, muttered a few words, then stood up and left quickly.
After a while.
The sirens stopped downstairs.
After several questions, the police officers with indifferent expressions stopped in front of Cui Minshu.
"Do you know anything about this fight?"
"I" Cui Minshu was silent for a moment and replied in a low voice: "I don't know."
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation." The police officer nodded and was about to leave, but Cui Minshu suddenly said loudly: "They are from the Nanmen sect. They call themselves the Nanmen sect."
The police officer turned to glance at her: "Is there more?"
"No more." Cui Minshu's voice was much lower.
"Thank you for your cooperation." After the police officer finished speaking in a robotic voice, he turned around and left indifferently.
Cui Minshu watched them take notes and investigate one by one, and then left in a hurry, leaving only a messy flea market.
After a long time, she let out a long sigh. Her eyes were both disappointed and sad. The gentle and smiling figure in her head gradually disappeared, replaced by a pair of cold and violent eyes.
Are people really something that can change at a moment’s notice?
She just sat in her stall in a daze for an unknown amount of time.
"Who is Choi Minshu!?"
The sudden sound brought Cui Minshu, who had been there for a long time, back to his senses. He smiled subconsciously and stood up: "Here."
"Your takeout." The Chinese takeout guy wearing a helmet just took out fried noodles and sweet and sour pork from the iron box.
"I didn't order takeout," Cui Minshu subconsciously refused.
"The person who placed the order said his name was Lin Wei, and he said it was for a little girl named Cui Minshu, who smiled like a fox. There was also this note and money."
Cui Minshu looked down and saw a note and a small stack of banknotes placed on top of the cling film wrapped in fried noodles.
"Sorry, if they come to trouble you again, call me, 010"
There is no signature, but the handwriting is very familiar.
She stared blankly for a while, then tears suddenly fell down, but the expression on her face was a smile of great joy.
"It's so annoying," Cui Minshu muttered in a low voice, but her smile became brighter and her eyes were crooked.
The delivery boy completed his task and was force-fed another mouthful of dog food. He just turned around and left with a look of helplessness, but he couldn't help but laugh.
This kind of thing is rare for a delivery person like him.
"Why are you crying when you are smiling like a little vixen?" Cui's mother came back at the right time and happened to bump into her, but she smiled as if the rain had passed and the sky was clear.
Cui Minshu wiped her cheek and said coquettishly: "Ah, I didn't cry, Mom~!"
"Yeah, yeah! You stinky girl, how dare you say that to your mother? You're tough, aren't you?"
"I'm going out!"
"Where to go?"
"Date! You care about me!"
"Ah Yixi. Don't associate with that boy! Do you hear me! Yeah! Yeah!"
Cui Minshu disappeared in a flash.
"Whose face is it?"
"Lin Wei bought it!"
"I won't eat!" Cui's mother rolled her eyes angrily, stood with her hands on her hips for a while, then sat down depressedly, and moved her hands while muttering: "If you don't eat, it's free."