Chapter 21: Walking out of the long alley and seeing the bright light

The overlap time of Chen Chuan's second self has exceeded one minute, which is enough for him at the moment.

After the two overlapped, his running speed was incredibly fast. In almost a breath, he rushed to the front of the person. The man hurriedly raised the steel pipe, but Chen Chuan shook his hands, and the two stones he was holding flew out first.

There was an immediate scream from the front. He kicked the ground and leaped forward with his knee. Before the man could even finish his scream, he was pushed back by him, and the people behind him were also blocked.

After he landed on the ground, he grabbed the man's collar and pulled him to the right, actually throwing the man up to block the person coming from the side.

Hearing the sound of wind from behind, he bent down to avoid the steel pipe that was sweeping over from above. Without looking back, he leaned back and hit the man in the stomach with his elbow. The man fell to his knees instantly.

A figure flashed in front of him, and a steel pipe was swung down. He raised his left arm to block it. Without changing his expression, he grabbed it with his backhand and punched out at the same time, hitting the attacker in the nose. The man tilted his head back, let go of the steel pipe, and retreated into the crowd covering his face.

At this time, he heard hurried footsteps and shouts from behind, and knew that people were coming.

He ignored them and walked towards the crowd in front of him. When he was almost close, he took a step to the right and swept the steel pipe in his hand. This attack naturally used the whip hand power of Shang Da San Jue. He twisted his waist and swung his hand like a whip, immediately hitting the forearm of a person who was coming over. There was a visible bend there, and the steel pipe in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

His movements were continuous. He used his belt arm to swing the steel pipe and then pulled it to the left, immediately hitting someone's knee. The man seemed not to notice at first. Just as he was about to move again, he took half a step, but suddenly his feet went weak and he fell to the ground, holding his knee and wailing.

Chen Chuan kept moving while waving his hands. After two swings, he had passed by. On the way, two people tried to come up and hug him, and he was entangled. Then these people rushed forward again, and he could not use his skills.

But with the help of his "second self", he moved extremely fast and passed by two people. The two people missed him, and he lost his balance and fell forward, rolling into a ball with the people around him.

Chen Chuan had already stood out from the crowd at this time, and a strong man in overalls appeared in front of him. This man stood very steadily, giving people a very different feeling. Seeing him coming, this man raised the steel pipe in his hand and poked it straight towards his center line.

Chen Chuan took a step to the side and at the same time raised his other hand to push. His five fingers were slightly open. If the steel pipe was handed to him intact, he could grab it with just one finger. However, the man did not move his upper arm, but quickly flipped his wrist as the axis, and the steel pipe was driven to avoid the grab and suddenly hit him in the face!

But Chen Chuan was faster. Before the steel pipe reached his face, his feet drove his body and he had already moved away from it. The burly man in overalls did not stop his attack. He raised and kicked his right foot, and at the same time, he turned back and leaned back. The steel pipe in his hand came at him like a spear. This attack was fast, accurate, and very unexpected.

Chen Chuan kicked his feet, and instead of retreating, he advanced, leaning forward and letting the steel pipe brush past his cheek. At the same time, he punched the opponent in the ribs. The man was knocked off the ground by his violent force and let out a muffled groan.

Seeing that he was still holding the steel pipe tightly in his hand and seemed not to have given up resisting, Chen Chuan suddenly raised his knee and kicked him hard on the chin. Broken teeth flew out along with blood and saliva. The burly man in overalls flew backwards with his head raised. A moment later, there was the dull thud of a heavy body falling to the ground.

He retracted his foot, without moving his body, and looked back halfway. There was one last person left there. This person's eyes were full of fear. When he saw him looking at him, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. Then he simply threw away the steel pipe in his hand, turned around and ran out.

The footsteps that were originally rushing over at the other end of the long alley gradually slowed down, and then there was simply no sound.

Chen Chuan turned around and walked towards the group of people with a steel pipe in his hand. Although there were still seven or eight people there, they all stepped back unconsciously when they saw him coming. As he moved forward, they also kept moving back.

Chen Chuan calmly walked through the crowd of people who were wailing and groaning, and went all the way to where he stood at the beginning. He threw the steel pipe in his hand forward, and it hit the ground in front of him with a clang, scaring the group of people to take a few steps back.

He picked up his clothes, dusted them off, put them on his shoulders, and walked towards the sunshine at the end of the alley.

This time, the remaining people did not go up to stop him. They just watched him leave with confused and awe-filled eyes.

In the temporary rental house, Brother Qi stood at the window, the cigarette in his mouth had gone out, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and the man in the flowered shirt opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief, with a hint of fear in his eyes, "This, this kid, is he so good at fighting..." On the other side, the young man Wei Dong had already jumped down from the upstairs, ready to go over to help Chen Chuan, but he had just jumped to a wall where he could still stand, and before he could get down, the whole fight was over. He stared blankly at the direction where Chen Chuan left, his face full of surprise, "Hey, hey, do you have to be so exaggerated?"

It only took Chen Chuan seven or eight seconds from the time he made his move to the time he knocked these people down. The speed, strength, and reaction ability he displayed were something he had never seen in people of his age.

He looked at it for a few seconds, then, as if stimulated, turned around and quickly crawled back to his room. Then the sound of hitting the target bag was heard.

Chen Chuan had already walked out of the alley. He came to a four-cornered telephone booth, picked up the receiver, threw a coin in, dialed a number, and waited for the other end to pick up. He said, "Patrol Bureau? I'm looking for Captain Nian Fuli. I'm his nephew and I have something to ask him."

After a while, Nian Fuli's voice came out: "Chen Chuan? What's the matter?"

When Chen Chuan told about the attack, he said that he did not ask about the backgrounds of those who attacked him because he knew that the police station would be able to find out and he did not need to waste the effort.

Nian Fuli asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I just hit him a little too hard."

"Did you bring your bag?"

"It's inconvenient to run back and forth these days, so I didn't bring it with me."

"I understand. You go back first and I'll take care of it."

Inside the Baofeng District Police Station, Nian Fuli hung up the phone. His face darkened and he said to the outside, "Xiao Wu, come over here."

Immediately, a young and capable patrolman came over and asked, "Master?"

Nian Fuli said, "Take some people to Xigang District." After saying that, he whispered a few more words. Xiao Wu nodded, saluted, and went out. After a while, a sharp whistle was heard from outside, followed by the sound of neat footsteps of military boots.

Nian Fuli picked up the phone again and dialed a number. After the call was connected, he said, "Hello, Lao Yu, this is Lao Nian..."

In the four-corner telephone booth, Chen Chuan hung up the phone and walked out. At this moment, the figure of the second self behind him seemed to become more solid.

He looked up at the vast blue sky, which was clean without a single cloud.

Tomorrow is the enrollment day.

……

(End of this chapter)

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