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Chapter 86 - 86 86 This Dog-Blood Bridge Segment

86: Chapter 86 This Dog-Blood Bridge Segment 86: Chapter 86 This Dog-Blood Bridge Segment For Zhao Guang, Wang Qishan was nothing more than an interlude.

After having dinner at home, Zhao Guang followed his usual routine of practicing in the Otherworld, and then came back to rest.

The next day, a call from the landlady came in because there was a need to sell the other building across the street.

“They’re really moving fast,” Zhao Guang thought after signing the agreement.

In less than a day, they had managed to get everyone involved.

He had assumed that there would be a few who didn’t want to sell or perhaps wanted to raise their price, but he found none.

“That’s right, I overestimated myself.

My credit isn’t that high.”

Stubborn holdouts only appear when a developer is ready to develop.

How could there be any holdouts when he was just a private individual looking to renovate?

Unless they had a problem with him personally.

After all, once he renovated, the few left unrenovated wouldn’t be able to rent out their places.

Shaking his head, Zhao Guang didn’t want to think about those things anymore.

He had plenty to do today, including the arrival of the elevator repair service to install a new freight lift for him.

He had also directly added another elevator in the other building.

From now on, this neighborhood was his.

It was a bit small, but it was still a private domain.

However, he realized he needed to give the tenants some time to find new housing.

At the very least, no major renovations could take place this week.

“Hello, is the tricycle ready already?

That was quick.

Well, send it over then, to the same place.

Oh, it’s just the first batch?

Okay, bring it over and I’ll settle the bill.”

It was the tractor factory calling about the first batch of tricycles he had ordered.

After hearing the news, Zhao Guang headed towards his place.

But just as Zhao Guang was about to reach the neighborhood, he was suddenly stopped by someone.

“Do you guys need something?

I don’t seem to recognize you.” Zhao Guang looked curiously at the few guys who looked like thugs.

The one leading them, however, appeared quite ordinary, save for a strange aura about him.

Somehow, Zhao Guang felt that this man was somewhat restless as he looked at him.

He was like a wild animal in a state of panic, ready to lash out at any moment.

“You must be Zhao Guang, right?

Why are you wearing this Armor, playing cosplay?” Honestly, these people were also baffled when they saw Zhao Guang.

They had been told that Zhao Guang might be wearing Armor.

But to actually see someone strolling around in broad daylight dressed like that, the group was a bit baffled.

And the design of the Armor was too attractive; they were all somewhat envious of the pattern.

Some of them were even considering whether they should get one made for themselves afterwards.

“Looking for me?

Did Manager Wang send you?” Zhao Guang could tell these people didn’t come with good intentions.

Among those he had offended, it seemed only Wang Qishan was recent.

And he had just made an enemy of him yesterday, yet today, someone was already looking for trouble.

If he was still an ordinary person, he indeed would be a bit troubled.

But given his current strength, he needed to be careful not to kill these fellows in one move.

“What Manager Wang, Manager Li.

Someone just doesn’t like your face, so you’d better consider yourself unlucky.”

“What’s with all the crap talk, if we know it’s him, just break one of his legs and let him learn his lesson.”

Zhao Guang watched as these men ran toward him, wielding sticks in their hands, and he immediately understood.

He just hadn’t expected that the manager of such a huge company could be this type of person, truly, appearances can be deceiving.

He had thought that someone who had reached this level wouldn’t have any connection to these hooligans anymore.

Watching these men as they rushed towards him, their movements seemed ferocious but were in fact very slow.

And the trajectory of their attacks was easily anticipated by Zhao Guang; they weren’t aiming for his vital points.

They were basically targeting his limbs, knowing that hitting these places was less problematic.

However, such strength really didn’t get him fired up.

Zhao Guang extended his hand, using some of the grappling techniques he had learned recently.

Grasping a thug’s arm with ease, he twisted it and promptly dislocated the joint.

Then, Zhao Guang didn’t retreat but advanced further, immersing himself into the crowd.

His hands appeared like phantoms to those around him, and in moments he had incapacitated them.

He watched as one after the other, the thugs rolled on the ground, their expressions resembling ones of broken bones.

Zhao Guang couldn’t help but say, “Stop howling, does it hurt that much?

It’s just a dislocated joint, find someone to pop it back in and you’ll be fine.”

This was the first time Zhao Guang used these techniques, and he genuinely didn’t understand if they were really hurting or just pretending.

“Brother Guangzi, stop.” Suddenly, a panicked shout came from a thug on the ground.

Zhao Guang turned around only to see a man filled with a berserk aura actually pulling out a knife and stabbing it towards his stomach.

At that moment, Zhao Guang’s gaze changed.

He certainly didn’t know if the armor on his body was real, this was a clear attempt on his life.

Since that was the case, he couldn’t be blamed for being impolite.

There were no surveillance cameras nearby, but weren’t there many witnesses?

Wait, let’s add some physical evidence to that as well.

Zhao Guang, who wanted to react immediately, gave up on defending himself and instead moved forward to meet the attack.

“Clang,” the knife struck Zhao Guang’s stomach, and the tremendous force actually broke the blade.

“Good, now we have evidence,” Zhao Guang said, looking at the mark left on the armor.

It was a mark from the knife, which, if not wiped off, could be preserved for a while.

In the next moment, Zhao Guang swung his hand, flipping over his assailant, and then dislocated the joints of both his hands and feet.

As the man twisted and wailed on the ground, Zhao Guang snorted, “So you’re the one called Brother Guangzi, huh?

Quite bold, daring to use the same name as me.” Zhao Guang had felt repulsed the moment he heard that nickname.

“What are you waiting for, call the police, or do I have to teach you how?”

Zhao Guang turned back to those who were beginning to adjust to the pain and said, “Don’t even think about running, you won’t get far.

See that?

This guy attempted murder, and your crimes will be much greater if you run.”

Although these thugs didn’t know much about the law, they understood that some situations carried heavier penalties.

Seeing Zhao Guang insist, the last thug finally made the call to the police.

For the first time in his life, he was making a call to the authorities voluntarily—such an unexpected turn of events.

After waiting for just a short while, the sound of police sirens was already rapidly approaching.

Zhao Guang nodded in satisfaction, having done another good deed, his mood was quite uplifted.