"What do you propose we do?" Lin Chuan asked.

"I have no idea," Qingzi said as she clung to Lin Chuan's arm. "I'm just a weak woman; you have to help me."

At this moment, several men immediately blocked the way for Lin Chuan and Qingzi in the alley.

"Hey, Kasa-wa, nani mono da (hey boy, what's your name?)" The leader, a man in a leather jacket, had his sleeves cut off into strips, giving him a distinctive look with incomprehensible dense tattoos on his arms. He stepped forward, looking disdainfully at Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan sneered and responded in fluent Japanese, "My name isn't something you can just ask for."

"Hey, how interesting," the man laughed. "I fancy this woman. Leave her behind and you can buzz off."

After he spoke, the men behind him immediately brandished their daggers and machetes, staring menacingly at Lin Chuan.

Ha ha...

Lin Chuan couldn't help but burst into laughter, finding the situation ludicrously comical. Compared to the gang members in China, these Japanese gangsters relied entirely on acting; they were all about expressions, each more ferocious and savage than the last.

"Boy, what are you laughing at?" The man was visibly upset.

"You guys don't think you can be gangsters just by acting, do you?" Lin Chuan laughed heartily.

"Baga!" The man was instantly furious, gritting his teeth, "Kid, I'll make you pay for your mockery."

"Wow, not only do you have the act, but you also have the tone," Lin Chuan laughed loudly again.

"Go to hell." Without hesitation, the man lunged forward with the dagger in his hand, striking unexpectedly at Lin Chuan.

Qingzi hastily stepped back, knowing full well Lin Chuan's capabilities and his history. She had immense trust in him, especially in his strength.

Smack!

Lin Chuan suddenly grabbed the man's incoming hand, tightly gripping his wrist.

The attacker was visibly shocked, his face filled with surprise as he looked at Lin Chuan. He tried to pull his hand back, but soon realized how naïve and childish that thought was. He found he couldn't retrieve his arm from Lin Chuan's grip. Not only could he not reclaim his arm, he found his wrist growing increasingly painful, the pressure from Lin Chuan's hand intensifying.

"Ah!" The man screamed in pain, "It hurts, let go, it's so painful."

"You're not fit to be in the gang," Lin Chuan sneered.

At that moment, the man's companions behind him became anxious. One of them hurriedly shouted, "Jingshang, how are you?"

"Damn, can't you see I'm in pain?" The man replied angrily: "Hurry up, come and save me."

Whirl...

The few behind him immediately charged forward in a rush, some wielding baseball bats, some holding iron bars, and others clutching machetes. Five or six men rushed over swiftly, showing signs of being trained, at least in the way they moved. They seemed to have considerable fighting skills and strength.

One of them, clutching a baseball bat, gritted his teeth ferociously and swung with all his might directly at Lin Chuan's head. If he connected, even if it didn't kill, it could still cause a severe concussion.

Bang!

Lin Chuan lightly tapped his left foot on the ground, and his right foot shot out like a streak of light, instantly landing a kick on the attacker's chest.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, in that instant, the attacker flew backward and slammed hard against the wall, then slowly slid down. After landing, he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

Gurgle...

A mouthful of fresh blood splattered on the opposite wall.

"Oh my god," a man wearing a cap exclaimed, "Li, are you okay?"

"I... I think I'm done for," the man named Li replied, his face deathly pale as he felt his chest, his ribs broken.

Hurriedly, the man with the cap put down his iron bar and rushed over to help Li up. It was extremely difficult for Li to get up, the pain immense. His whole body nearly fainting and convulsing as he clenly bit his teeth, "It hurts, my... my ribs are broken."

"Damn, that bastard is too despicable," the man with the cap shouted, "Li, you sit here, I'll go avenge you."

He said no more and instantly charged at Lin Chuan.

However, before he could reach him, Lin Chuan had already severely taught a lesson to a few of his companions. All four were swept aside by Lin Chuan. Even though the leader Jingshang escaped from Lin Chuan's hands, he still got kicked on his butt, his face hitting a pile of debris nearby, almost scraping against a row of nails which could have disfigured him had it made contact.

"Ah!!!" The man with the cap, holding the iron bar, rushed forward recklessly.

"Hmph!" Lin Chuan stared him down fiercely, his eyes emitting a deadly chill.

Sss...

The flat cap suddenly lost all its strength, and the man became limp and stopped in his tracks, almost kneeling down. After stopping, he no longer had the courage to charge forward. His five companions were already down; wouldn't charging forward be a death wish? He didn't want to end up like Li, with several broken ribs; that pain was too unbearable.

"Do you dare to come at me?" Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes.

"No... I dare not!" The flat cap hurriedly shook his head.

"Then get lost!" Lin Chuan roared.

The flat cap, scared, immediately turned around and ran. The others also grabbed their things and ran. Watching these guys scurrying away, Qingzi showed a smile and said, "Mr. Lin Chuan, you are really amazing, truly a hero in my eyes."

"Actually, you are quite amazing too," Lin Chuan smiled.

"No matter how amazing I am, I am just a woman," Qingzi chuckled softly, "Mr. Lin Chuan, you are different."

"Is that so?" Lin Chuan chuckled, "Actually, Qingzi, you don't need to flatter me, I am well aware of your strength."

Qingzi giggled, "Come on, follow me."

In Shinjuku District, this area is the most chaotic, a mix of various powers. Especially near the station, it's incredibly messy. Not only do idle socialites mingle here, but many students from nearby schools also join nearby social groups.

Qingzi led Lin Chuan into an alley and soon they arrived in front of a three-story private residence.

"It should be here," Qingzi smiled.

"You can find this place?" Lin Chuan asked in surprise.

"I have my ways." Qingzi giggled, then she immediately pulled out a dagger and said, "Let's go in."

The two quickly jumped over the courtyard wall and landed inside.

Woof woof!

A series of barking sounds followed. In the yard, there was a big wolfhound tied up. It had been lying on the ground sleeping, but when it noticed someone intruding, it immediately began barking furiously. Lin Chuan and Qingzi were both quite startled.

Whoosh...

Lin Chuan's dagger flew out of his hand. The wolfhound yelped twice, then wobbled and fell down.

Rustle!

Suddenly, a figure jumped from the third-floor balcony to the back of the house, rolled a couple of times on the platform, and quickly ran towards the complex alleys.

"Not good, Old A is escaping," Qingzi shouted quickly.

"Damn, does this guy think he's a fox?" Lin Chuan exclaimed.

He quickly jumped onto the courtyard wall, grabbed the downspout outside the house, and quickly climbed up. He swung his hands and swiftly jumped towards a nearby rooftop. Old A was fast in his movements; he had been sleeping inside the house, and the wolfhound he owned was specifically to fend off strangers. As soon as the dog barked, he would flee immediately. This was the alertness of someone who had lived in shadows for many years.

Lin Chuan was incredibly fast, and so was Old A.

However, Old A ultimately didn't match up to Lin Chuan's strength and was more restricted.

Lin Chuan was different; after all, he was a Dark Soldier - a top expert in China, and among the best in the world. He could familiarize himself with any terrain in a moment. Although Old A ran towards a terrain-rich area, Lin Chuan was not hindered at all.

After crossing a large, terrain-rich chaotic area, Old A suddenly realized he had nowhere to run. He stood on the rooftop of a building, feet on the edge, glared at Lin Chuan and said, "Who are you, and why are you after me?"

"Are you Old A?" Lin Chuan asked.

"I..." Old A paused, "You've got the wrong person."

Lin Chuan smiled coldly and pulled out a photograph from his chest pocket, "Isn't this you?"

"You!" Old A was startled, "Who exactly are you, and why are you after me?"

Swish!

Lin Chuan displayed the dagger in his hand, "Who I am is not important, what's important is that you, being a Chinese, are working for the Japanese. For this alone, you're guilty of treason!"

"You!" Old A was furious, "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Correct," Lin Chuan nodded, "If you don't die, the country's interests will be betrayed by you."

"Fine," Old A sneered, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for not being polite."

After saying that, Old A slid out a silver-gray pistol, a revolver with six bullets from his sleeve. He slowly raised the gun in his hand and smiled, "I really didn't want to kill you, but since you're insisting on pushing me to this extreme, I can't blame myself anymore."

Lin Chuan smiled coldly, "Do you think a pistol can take me down?"

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