I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

The lights of the vehicles cast shadows on the ground. On the empty road, five cars stopped.

Twenty-five people against one person.

The disparity formed a sharp contrast in the car lights.

Standing in front of more than twenty thugs, Shaosa made neck circles followed by the sound of his joints cracking. Anyone familiar with him knew blood must be shed.

Ito Shaosa wasn’t his real name. His real name was Ito Yuan. It was only later when he started to gain a reputation in the Yoto region with his fighting and killing abilities and formed a gang. The thugs in the gang respectfully called him Shaosa. After a long time, he recognized the name and simply replaced his real name with this nickname, so a person named Ito Shaosa appeared.

Today, he was drinking with his brothers when a phone call suddenly interrupted them.

It was the manager of Morita Real Estate, Morita Yosuke. He asked him to help him with a price of 50 million yen. After hearing the 50 million yen, Shaosa said nothing, immediately hauled his brothers in the gang and rushed over.

50 million yen-enough to buy a life, not to mention a foreigner, but also a Hua woman.

The target didn’t act alone after leaving the theater but boarded a luxury car with a man.

Shaosa watched the scene from afar, but he didn’t back down.

Not to mention that there were only two bodyguards, but even two Bruce Lees wouldn’t be able to beat twenty men with knives and bats.

Ito was convinced.

The foreign wealthy businessman who was captured by him the last time hired bodyguards who received military training from Blackwater, but they still only had two hands and one head each? Two or three steel pipes and it would be over before they could even react.

Looking at the man in a suit walking to him, Ito Shaosa raised his chin and began to trim his nails in contempt.

“Only you?”

Chen Sen didn’t answer. An arc appeared on his lips, the muscles of his body swelled, and his bones creaked. He hadn’t beat people up for a long time. Their threatening and mocking gazes didn’t make him afraid in the slightest but released the bloodthirsty desire in his bones.

Without any awareness of the danger, Ito Shaosu sighed and waved his hand with a lack of interest.

“Okay, no more nonsense. Hand over the woman in the car… well, and the car too. Take your boss and get the fu*k away.”

“Get the fu*k away?” Chen Sen didn’t stop. He licked his mouth and nonchalantly said, “You should be the one who gets the fu*k out.”

Ito Shaosa was stunned then he became furious and swung his hand.

“Baka! Pigs! Brothers, fu*k him up!”

With a loud roar, the thugs rushed toward Chen Sen.

With a steel pipe swung toward him, Chen Sen didn’t dodge. Instead, he lifted his foot and directly kicked the person rushing at him on the chest and sent him flying out, taking down four other thugs along the way.

What just happened seemed to hurt the morale of the thugs swarming toward him.

They certainly saw people who could fight before, but they had never seen someone who could send someone flying and take out four people along the way. This wasn’t a sandbag! This was a person!

Ito’s eyes widened. He had also never seen someone who could do this before. The man who sat next to him just opened his narrowed eyes slightly, but he soon closed his eyes again, not seeming to mind what happened.

The attack and defend positions seemed to be completely reversed.

Chen Sen rushed into the crowd, punching and kicking. Every punch hit the flesh, every kick struck its target. No one could last more than a move against him despite the pipes and knives. These originally arrogant thugs were beaten to the point where they started crying and shouting.

It wasn’t that no pipes landed on him. However, these thugs discovered that every strike seemed to have smashed against a steel wall. The attacker didn’t seem to be hurt, but their hand swelled immediately after.

Is this guy made of iron?

Everyone thought in horror.

Without any fancy moves, pure strength and combat techniques from the army, Chen Sen followed Jiang Chen’s instructions. Without a gun, he used his fists and legs to ground all the thugs.

In less than two minutes, only three people were left standing on the road.

Chen Sen stood straight and clapped his hands.

He didn’t chase those who turned and fled. He just smiled at the scared Ito Shaosa and continued to walk toward him.

The man who had been standing next to Ito Shaosa stepped forward in front of his master.

There was a knife scar on his forehead that looked extremely frightening. His pair of eyes narrowed, and his pupils were like two mung beans. A viper-like fierce haze swept across Chen Sen’s face. Under his clothes was a samurai sword five feet long.

“That’s enough,” the man said slowly, his hand already on the hilt. “If you step forward half a step, I will cut your arms off.”

Sitting in the car, Jiang Chen leaned forward slightly and looked at the samurai sword slightly sheathed with interest.

“What age is this? Are Samurais still a thing?”

Liu Yao, who was sitting next to him, looked pale white. Her hand grasped Jiang Chen tightly.

“Right, speaking of which, they seem to be coming for you?” Jiang Chen looked at Liu Yao and squeezed her hand to comfort her. “How did you manage to get on the wrong side of these people?”

Liu Yao shook her head, but she suddenly seemed to have remembered something. She bit her lip and said, “Probably…probably that psycho.”

With Jiang Chen’s questioning look, Liu Yao told him everything that happened outside the dressing room before he came, including the man named Morita Yosuke, including how she refused him, including the threatening words he left…

After Jiang Chen heard the story, he nodded in understanding then…

Then he suddenly squeezed her butt.

“Ah!” Liu Yao shouted and looked at Jiang Chen with anger.

The driver sitting in the front row closed his eyes to rest to perfectly play the deaf and blind role. He pretended not to know about the “teasing” between the boss and his mistress.

“You-you squeezed my… what.” Liu Yao blushed and didn’t say the word” butt”; she only vaguely stated the obvious.

“To punish you.” Jiang Chen squeezed her nose. “Tell me these things in the future, don’t hide them from me. This time, I was here. What if I wasn’t here?”

Although she was being punished, she felt warm.

Pouting, she whispered in defense, “I didn’t know he would get these people to… Why are they so narrow-minded?”

Although it was a bit shameful, she was more relaxed after the punishment.

Jiang Chen looked at Liu Yao, whose mood was stable then he opened the holographic screen of the watch. He selected the phone book and immediately called Sumitomo.

“Hey, Mr. Sumitomo? If it’s convenient, can you help me investigate this individual…”

Outside the car window, Chen Sen only slightly raised his eyebrows while standing in front of the man dressed as a samurai.

Seeing as Chen Sen stopped moving forward, Ito Shaosa thought he was afraid. He regained some courage and screamed sternly, “Get the fu*k away! Mr. Sensei has learned the truth of the Ying Blade. One swing will even cut steel. Money is a good thing, but you must have a life to spend it! Just leave the woman in the car and I won’t care about what just happened.”

“Money is a good thing, but you must have a life to spend it,” Chen Sen repeated the same sentence, grinning. “This sentence is for you too.”

As he spoke, he took a step forward and looked provocatively at the man dressed as a samurai.

“I just stepped forward. Let me see how you can cut my arms off.”

“Qi (1) does have its own uniqueness.” The blade moved a half inch, and the man’s slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened. “But! The secret of my blade can pierce your weakness!”

The voice hadn’t faded before a blade slashed down.

Liu Yao, who had just calmed down, immediately covered her eyes. She seemed to have foreseen the bodyguard’s blood splashing

However, there was only a crisp clang. The scene of the blade piercing through flesh didn’t appear.

Liu Yao slowly opened her eyes and looked at them incredulously.

The bodyguard only raised one arm and parried the seemingly unstoppable slash.

“How-how’s that possible?!”

The samurai’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the chipped blade.

However, he didn’t have time to be shocked. A huge fist appeared in his vision and sent him flying along with his remaining consciousness.

“What Qi?” Sitting in the car, watching the man sent flying, Jiang Chen laughed. “That’s my fu*king kinetic skeleton!”

An ordinary person could easily take down a strong man.

This was the power of technology!

“I thought it was martial arts.” Liu Yao stuck out her tongue and held Jiang Chen’s arm tightly. “Let’s go back.”

“Mhmm.” Jiang Chen smiled and nodded.

At the same time, outside the window, Mr. Shaosa, who lost his last trump card, was starting to be in despair.

“Don’t-don’t come.” Ito Shaosa looked at Chen Sen, who was walking toward him in horror. He felt like his legs were shaking. He didn’t care about his face or dignity at this moment. He screamed, “I-I-I’m sorry! I beg you, don’t-don’t hurt me.”

Chen Sen, with a grimacing smile, looked at him like a cat looking at a mouse that was forced into a corner and walked toward him unhurriedly.

Incoherently begging for mercy, Ito Shaosa tried to move back. He wanted to turn and run away, but his legs weren’t listening to his commands. He fell to the ground, desperately searching for anything to help him stand up, but he accidentally grabbed the chipped blade, cutting his hand.

“AHHH!”

Screaming while letting go of the blade, looking at Chen Sen standing in front of him, sweat began to appear on Ito Shaosa’s forehead.

He didn’t look like a respectful gangster at all.

Chen Sen raised his fist. But before he could punch down, he smelled an odd scent.

The boss of the gang actually peed himself and fainted.

“Pus*y,” Chen Sen cursed, fixed his collar, and walked to the car.

However, an alarm bell sounded not far away.

Chen Sen stopped and looked back.

On the road not far away were flashing red and blue lights.

Soon, two police cars that arrived late stopped by the roadside.

Several policemen quickly got out and said a few things to Chen Sen.

When Jiang Chen saw the person who first stepped out of the police car, Jiang Chen, who was wondering if he should call a lawyer, suddenly had a strange expression.

The world was too small…

(1) Qi: A mysterious flow of air described in marital arts that gives one power