Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 776 - 39: Smash To Pieces

Chapter 776: Chapter 39: Smash To Pieces

"It seems quite unfair to Jing Xiang." While driving towards Mei Jueye’s Hunting Zone and observing the scenery on both sides of the highway, Tang Zheng was conflicted, "Anyway, I must first teach her basic survival skills."

With the evacuation of the citizens, the whole of Tokyo City has become more chaotic. The police force is insufficient, definitely not able to cope. Taking advantage of this, some hooligans stir up trouble, breaking into homes for robbery, stealing, and enjoying the thrill of getting something for nothing.

During the more than thirty-minute drive, Tang Zheng witnessed more than twenty incidents of on-the-spot crime. These young men were completely unscrupulous, not caring about the stares of pedestrians—it seemed that they even found these glances to be a kind of compliment, making them even more pleased with themselves.

The pedestrians were in a hurry, rushing to get where they needed to be, not wanting to get involved in this kind of dispute. A few well-intentioned people called the police station, only to find the line was busy. It was hopeless; too many citizens were calling in to report crimes.

The MPV turned a street corner, and while driving past District Ikebukuro High School, a group of eighteen or nineteen-year-olds swarmed the street, blocking Tang Zheng. They were waving baseball bats and iron pipes and yelling at him to get out of the car.

Tang Zheng slowed down and glanced at the rearview mirror. Seven youths had blocked the path behind him, swinging an iron chain in their hands, making a whooshing sound.

In a narrow alleyway to the left, three young men and women were scolding six middle school students. They made the students face the wall and stripped their pants, searching their pockets. Anyone who dared make a sound or cry was beaten on the buttocks with a baseball bat.

These juvenile delinquents were not entirely motivated by money, they found pleasure in tormenting middle school students. Seeing them trembling like lambs, the hooligans felt joy.

Tang Zheng did not immediately stop the car, which infuriated the young men around ten meters away. Cursing and swearing, several of them even hurled their bats at the car.

Bang, bang, the windshield was smashed into a spiderweb of cracks. The hooligans laughed uproariously. In their eyes, they were merely robbing a typical office worker who had a car, just to earn some extra pocket money. There were more than thirty of them put together, so they were not worried about their prey resisting at all.

"Don’t smash my car, I’ll give you money." Tang Zheng lowered the window glass, leaned out, and shouted. He then took out a stack of Japanese yen banknotes and held it out.

The delinquents excitedly hollered and rushed up towards him, seemingly having caught a fat sheep. They paid no attention to the disdain on Tang Zheng’s face.

"Is this enough?" Tang Zheng threw the yen at the hooligans. The moment the banknotes dispersed and attracted their attention, he shifted to the highest gear and slammed the accelerator.

The slowly moving MPV shook. The thunderous roar of the engine ignited, and in an instant, like a cannon shell fired from a bow, it shot forward, fiercely ramming into the young delinquents.

The gaze of these eighteen or nineteen-year-olds was fixed on the scattered yen. They had no clue that Tang Zheng was about to commit murder in broad daylight. A few who saw the silver body of the MPV suddenly zooming in their field of vision were stunned, and it was too late to avoid.

The next moment, it was as if a bowling ball had been thrown into a set of pins, the young men scattered everywhere. Unfortunately, due to the narrowness of the car, a few managed to dodge the onslaught, or else, it would have been a perfect score.

Bang, bang—four or five bodies hit the car and were thrown away. An earring-wearing youth even hit the windshield and got lodged in the passenger seat.

Blood splattered, bodies fell, screams filled the street.

The youths who had been pursuing from behind were stunned, as were the three bullies who were intimidating the middle school students. Their faces were filled with disbelief. How could this happen in the blink of an eye, their companions all down?

Squeak, Tang Zheng pressed hard on the brakes, the tires scraped out four tracks on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

"Beat him." The youths who survived the onslaught got up, their hearts pounding, clutching their iron pipes, they lunged at him.

Tang Zheng opened the car door, calmly got out, looked at the dozen or so delinquents rushing towards him, thought for a moment, then bent down and pulled out a baseball bat made of alloy from the carriage.

Bang, bang, bang, out of some boredom, Tang Zheng knocked on the car roof with his baseball bat. He turned to look at the five unfortunate souls who had been hit. They were now lying in pools of blood, their faces wrenching in pain.

Whoosh, the first youth dashed forward, desperately swinging an iron bar at Tang Zheng’s head. The wind caused by the swing was impressive.

Tang Zheng took a small step to the side, avoiding the bar that brushed past his cheek. Then he moved his forearm, and with a forceful flick of his wrist, the baseball bat whipped across the youth’s mouth.

Splat, the youth’s teeth were smashed, spewing out like beans, mixed with blood, splattered all over. The youth himself rolled back.

With just one hit, Tang Zheng had managed to subdue the advancing hooligans.

Seeing their companion with a broken corner of the mouth bleeding, hearing the groans from behind them, the delinquents felt a chill starting from their tailbone, climbing their spine, and reaching their forehead, causing them to shudder with cold.

"What’s up? No more fight?" Tang Zheng took a step forward, and the hooligans immediately retreated. "Boring. I’m leaving."

The hooligans saw that evil spirit turning around to leave, just sighed a relief, then saw a baseball bat flying out like a cannon shell, hitting one of their mates in the stomach. That poor guy immediately fell to his knees, clutching his belly, and vomited the acid water out.

Tang Zheng took a step forward, and the hooligans retreated in unison, tightly clutching their weapons, fearing he would pounce on them.

"Sorry, I dropped it." Tang Zheng shrugged and asked, "Any other issues? If not, I’ll leave."

The young hooligans shook their heads, none dared to answer.

"Make a phone call, call an ambulance, and after it’s over, hurry home. If I run into you next time, I’ll break your legs," Tang Zheng advised as he got in the car. After starting it, he poked his head out again and added another admonishment.

The hooligans agreed. They had no intentions of arguing, all those who disobeyed were laid flat. At the least, they’d be hospitalized for a week, and they didn’t know if they would suffer any consequences.

Just as Tang Zheng was about to leave, he heard someone call his name. Turning around, he saw that upright old principal panting as he ran over.

"Weren’t you with Mei Jueye?" Tang Zheng frowned slightly. If he was fine, the high school student wouldn’t have died. Judging from Mei Jueye’s temperament and ability, he’d have definitely used the old principal as cannon fodder.

"Ah, he left." The old principal sighed. His lips were cracked, indicating he hadn’t eaten or drunken anything all day. He glanced at the injured person on the ground and still couldn’t help but chastise Tang Zheng, "They’re still children. You were too harsh."

"Those three high school students whose pants were stripped off next to them are also children." Tang Zheng took out some food and gave it to the old principal

"Oh, you’re a good person, why were you so cruel this time? You’re the group leader, and I can see that everyone respects you a lot. Why can’t you set a good example?" The old principal complained, then turned around and yelled at the thugs, "Quickly call an ambulance."

"First eat something." This old man was too upright, and a bit altruistic, which made Tang Zheng uncomfortable.

"It was illegally obtained, I won’t eat it." The old principal blocked the food with his hand. His stomach was growling with hunger, but his eyes didn’t look at the food anymore. Tang Zheng could see that the old principal was not pretending to be righteous.

Indeed, from entering the game to now, the old principal had been relying on his own abilities to scrounge a living, so he had been in a semi-starving state.

Tang Zheng threw the food into the car and didn’t try to persuade him anymore. People like this have dignity, or one could say, they’re stubborn. No matter how much you try to persuade them, it’s impossible to change their original intention.

"Tang Zheng, you’re a good person. The two children, the pregnant woman, the high school student, and those defenseless women are alive because of you. But why can’t you help Mei Jueye?" The old principal sighed again. Having witnessed everything since the start of the Trojan Horse Game, he felt like he had spent a lifetime’s worth of sighs over these four days.

"He’s made too many mistakes, and he has mental issues. His outlook on life is completely twisted. Oh, and his family situation must be troubled, but your school also bears responsibility, right? He dare attacked a pregnant woman. That’s really..." Tang Zheng started the car and drove out of the street, "He kidnapped Gu Xueqi, then killed her. Before that, he shot and killed seven rock youths next door because they were too noisy."

"We also shouldn’t watch him march to his death. The law will sanction him if he does wrong, and it’s because he’s in the wrong that he needs our help and guidance." The old principal attempted to persuade Tang Zheng, knowing that amongst the whole team, he held more prestige.

"Did you succeed?" Tang Zheng counterquestioned, "He was often bullied at school, wasn’t he?"

"This is my dereliction of duty, and the teachers’ dereliction of duty." The old principal accepted the blame, "I failed to give them a good learning environment. I am ashamed of their parents’ trust."

Tang Zheng put on a receptive expression, but he did not actually listen to the old principal’s words. Mei Jueye had to die, he had offended everyone in the Trojan Squad, where could he go? Moreover, the grudges between Gu Xueqi and him were deep. Only one of them could live, and of course, Tang Zheng would favor the school beauty.

This time out, Tang Zheng planned to snatch all the shadow monsters from Mei Jueye’s hunting zone, causing trouble for him. To ordinary conquerors, hunting in other people’s territory is dangerous, but Tang Zheng didn’t care. As long as the weapon restriction couldn’t be lifted, the chances of the high school student’s death would increase several folds.

"But it’s still not enough to kill." Tang Zheng was frustrated. There were too few shadows, and if they continued to drag it on like this, who knew what changes would occur? Silver Trojan would not let the toys continue to live leisurely.

"Anyway, let’s find Mei Jueye first. I’m afraid he’ll continue to make mistakes." The old principal’s forehead was furrowed deeply. He remembered that guy had prepared a lot of gasoline and grenades and was wandering around several schools, seeming like he wanted to carry out a terrorist attack.

Once Mei Jueye knew that killing ordinary people in the game could increase the murder value, he naturally wanted to stage a big one.

Tang Zheng didn’t care, driving around aimlessly. At three in the afternoon, it started to get cloudy, and large swathes of dark clouds covered the entire Ikebukuro, quickly darkening. The MPV was wrecked and couldn’t shield from the rain, so Tang Zheng found a parking lot and changed to a Lexus. As expected, half an hour later, the heavy rain came. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)