Chapter Seven: One Against Five

  As Zhao Long walked back, he calculated that the 2,800 yuan salary he had just received, plus the money he still had left, plus the 2,000 yuan he had just earned, now added up to a total of 6,000 yuan. He was still short 6,000 yuan, but Zhao Long was no longer too worried, at least he had found a way to make some money.

  This won't last long, but it's okay to make do for now. Zhao Long has also thought about it. In the future, when going to a place, just win around 300-500 and leave; otherwise, it's easy to invite trouble. By running around several places like this, they can gather enough money in these two days. Just around Shuguang Street alone, there are dozens of small game centers like this.

  Just then, Zhao Long's ears moved slightly because he had already heard someone running quickly towards him from behind. Turning his head, he saw five people running in this direction, and when they saw Zhao Long turn around, the leading Xiaoliang was delighted.

  "Hey, stop right there, you're running pretty fast..." Xiaoliang was slightly out of breath as he caught up with four people.

  Zhao Long didn't run, but his walking speed was now similar to a normal person's jogging pace, and this was still under his intentional control.

  The Shuguang Tenth Street is the most lively at night, because most of the people living here are working in Haicheng, and it's only lively when they come back from work at night. Usually it's quiet, with only some idle people playing in game rooms or mahjong halls. And Xiaoliang and his gang were used to being the boss around here, fighting was a common thing, and when Zhao Long stood up to them, they also surrounded him.

  "You can run pretty fast, good thing I didn't let you get away, kid. Kid, do you know what I'm looking for you about?" Xiaoliang looked at Zhao Long with a swagger.

  Zhao Long was born and raised in a small city, although he had excellent grades, but he wasn't one of those bookworms. As a child, he was also very mischievous and often fought with others, in the county town around him, he was known as the "King of Kids", this kind of scene he naturally knew.

  "Hmm..." Zhao Long smiled. In this world, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Looking at Xiao Liang: "It seems you guys do have dragon service."

  "Not bad, not too stupid, has some insight. Spit out the money and I'll let you off easy today." Xiaoliang seemed to be familiar with this kind of thing, with a completely normal expression.

  "My money, spit it out for you, can you swallow it? I'm afraid of knocking your teeth off." Zhao Long's smile suddenly retracted, his eyes widened.

  "Go and beat him up, beat him..." Before Xiaoliang could say anything, another one of his gang members, a sturdy-built guy, lifted his foot and kicked Zhao Long.

  "Hmm......" His foot had just lifted off the ground when Zhao Long's foot kicked him in the abdomen. A person over 1.8 meters tall and weighing over 160 pounds was directly kicked by Zhao Long, flying backward three or four meters into the air.

  It fell to the ground and rolled two more times before it finally stopped.

  "Ah... Uggghhh..." The guy clutched his stomach and didn't immediately pass out, but was in too much pain to stand up.

  "It seems that the force control is okay, it can be slightly increased, directly kicking him unconscious and completely losing combat power is more secure." Zhao Long had already controlled his strength as much as possible earlier, after all, with the sudden increase in body strength, it was a bit hard to grasp. However, except for his left arm, everything else was fine, just needed to get familiar with it a bit.

  "Dare to fight back, you're looking for death...... beat him up!" By the time Xiaoliang reacted, that person had already flown out. Xiaoliang cursed and also swung his fist at Zhao Long.

  At this time, several others also took action at the same time, with four people either kicking towards Zhao Long or punching him. Suddenly, the road was completely blocked, at least in their opinion. However, their movements were still too slow for Zhao Long, and even though all four of them took action simultaneously, Zhao Long's speed was just too fast, and he couldn't take them down one by one. Moreover, it was impossible to do what they did in the movies, where one person could take down four people with a single punch when they all attacked at the same time. However, Zhao Long roughly calculated that if he used his left arm without considering any other consequences and punched with all his might, he would be able to take down three of them before they hit him.

  But his left arm was now too powerful, and he couldn't fully control it, so Zhao Long's body hesitated for a moment. There was still an empty space on the side of the person he had just kicked away, and with a flash of movement, he had already rushed out. Xiaoliang and the others felt as if their eyes were blinded by a flower, and Zhao Long had actually crouched down and slipped out like a sly cat.

  Zhao Long suddenly pounced out and grabbed the back of a little boy's collar, directly throwing him backwards with great force. The guy who was originally going to hit Zhao Long was thrown five or six meters away, landing on the ground and losing consciousness.

  Once they broke away from their siege, it was much more convenient to dodge and avoid the small gang's fists and feet. Zhao Long then punched one of them directly to the ground, knocking him out, followed by a beautiful knee strike that hit another thug in the abdomen.

  "Hmm......" Xiao Liang was left alone, his fist was about to hit Zhao Long's face when Zhao Long raised his hand and grabbed his fist.

  "Ah……ah……my hand……my hand……" Xiaoliang's hand was grasped, and he felt a sharp pain. Originally, he was about to kick his leg, but the pain made his body go limp, and he fell into a half-crouching position, crying out in agony. Xiaoliang felt like his fist was going to be crushed.

  From the start of the fight until now, Zhao Long has been using his right hand. Even so, he can feel that if he continues to squeeze, this small bright hand may be crushed. This is the thousand-jin strength in the soul's mouth, it's too strong. It seems that what the soul said about his left arm was correct, his body has improved a lot, and this power is really strong...

  "This is what you call strong? You have the nerve to say it out loud. Don't even compare yourself to great or awesome people like me, and even if you compare yourself to slightly more capable people, you don't even qualify as an ant." Suddenly, the voice of the soul in his left arm echoed in Zhao Long's mind again.

  "You're awesome, you're great, so awesome that you don't even know who you are, and so great that you can only be trapped in my arm. You keep asking me if I know what the great you is called, I think you might as well be called Old Lost." At this moment, Zhao Long was feeling great, although he had fought many times before, but like this time, fighting one against five and still winning so easily, it was a first.

  In fact, everyone has a mind to become a great hero or a powerful existence. When encountering unpleasant things, they will not be disheartened. That's why heroic movies can thrive forever. As for Zhao Long's current strength, it has long surpassed the normal range of the past, and he can kick people flying with one foot, catch others' punches,

  He's no longer as afraid of the soul in his left arm, so Zhao Long's words immediately counterattacked, just to avoid him constantly asking himself what his great name was, and the amnesiac guy would be called Old Lost. A guy who is always disappointed, being called Old Lost is most appropriate.

  "How dare you speak to me, the great and awesome one, like that... do you know the consequences?" Having heard Zhao Long's words earlier, the old man who was great and awesome became very angry. However, when he heard the name Zhao Long had given him, he suddenly fell silent for about three or four seconds before nodding in agreement: "Hmmm, although this isn't my real name as the great and awesome one, I feel like I really like this name. Alright, from now on I'll temporarily be called Teacher."

  "Ah……” Now it was Zhao Long's turn to be stunned, wondering if he had misheard. But soon he figured out what was going on. He had said "lost memory", but this guy thought he meant "teacher", the kind who teaches and guides, no wonder he suddenly accepted.

  "I'll deal with things here first, let's talk later." Zhao Long said, suddenly pulling Xiao Liang's arm and lifting him up. He took a slight step forward, his knee bumping into Xiao Liang's abdomen.

  Now except for his left arm, Zhao Long has basically been able to control the strength of other parts of his body, directly knocking Xiaoliang unconscious, and with one hand, he has already pinched Xiaoliang up.

  "You didn't even kill one of them, let alone all of them. It seems you still need more practice. In a society where the strong prey on the weak, how can you survive like this? When doing things, you must be decisive and ruthless. If you don't take action, then so be it, but if you do, you must show no mercy and kill!!" Lao's mood seemed to be not too bad at this moment, and he pointedly said a sentence without waiting for Zhao Long to ask.

  "This is a society with a sound legal system, killing someone would only bring me more trouble. You think this is the world of your souls?" As he spoke, Zhao Long had already quickly rushed to that internet cafe.

  "This teacher is the greatest existence, don't mention those low-level existences in the same breath as this teacher. A society with a sound legal system? That's just your narrow-minded view, you fundamentally don't understand the true nature of this world."

  Zhao Long didn't care what Lao Shi said and directly took Xiao Liang into the game hall, where the boss was currently wandering around several mahjong machines.

  "Bang......" Zhao Long directly threw the unconscious Xiao Liang onto the machine, and then Xiao Liang rolled to the ground, scaring Old Chen to retreat repeatedly.

  "Xiao Liang... you... what do you want to do, you want to cause trouble? I'm telling you... this is Tiger Brother's territory... I..." Old Chen took one look at Xiao Liang, who had just gone out, and then saw the menacing Zhao Long, and suddenly became flustered.

  Zhao Long slowly walked to Old Chen's side, and Old Chen was so frightened that he wanted to retreat backwards. Zhao Long stretched out his hand and it had already landed on his shoulder. Old Chen immediately couldn't move his body, and Zhao Long's right hand pressed down on Old Chen before slowly moving to his neck.

  "Do you believe it or not, as long as I'm willing, I can snap your neck at any time. Now explain to everyone's face, where did I cheat? If I won the money normally playing the game, why would you find someone to collect from me?" Zhao Long wouldn't actually kill anyone like Old Los said.

  However, at this moment his heart was also extremely dissatisfied, and he took advantage of the momentum from the fight earlier to find a bit of the old feeling of completely annihilating his enemies.

  At this moment, Old Chen's legs were already trembling with fear, and he had a strong urge to urinate that was almost uncontrollable. Not a single person around him dared to come forward, let alone intervene in the matter. They all just stood there silently watching, with many of them looking at Old Chen with disdain.

  "No... nothing... it's just a misunderstanding, they're not me..." Old Chen looked at Little Liang who had already fainted and thought of pushing the blame onto him.

  "Hmm..." He didn't really use much force to pinch Old Chen, but Zhao Long's arm exerted a bit of strength and directly choked Old Chen's neck, lifting him up. His gaze turned cold: "You dare say he wasn't sent by you to cause me trouble, that it wasn't you who told him to take care of me."

  "Is... is..." Old Chen was frightened and nodded vigorously, knowing that he had kicked an iron plate this time. He didn't expect the guy to be so fierce.

  "Just admit it, if not I'll make more effort, so after winning the money, not only will I be robbed by you, but also beaten to hospital. Why don't you just close down your game hall and go rob people directly?"

  "Sorry... I'll compensate you... it's all my fault..." Old Chen was really scared now, even the likes of Little Liang and his gang had been beaten like that. With this stimulation, he could no longer control himself, his pants quickly became wet, and urine dripped down, drop by drop.

  "Ugh...piss..." Zhao Long suddenly smelled a strong odor of urine, and his original intention to beat the guy up was replaced with a sudden feeling of nausea, so he directly threw him out.

  Lao Chen directly smashed onto the chair, it was a wooden chair, and was instantly smashed by him into a mess all over the floor.

  "Hmph..." Zhao Long looked at him coldly and snorted, "Today I'm here to tell you that I won this money from you because of my skills. If you can't even open a shop, then don't bother."

  It has come to this point, Zhao Long took a look at that row of arcade machines and walked over to grab a handful of game coins from a kid's hand.

  Because of that scene just now, the man didn't even dare to move. Zhao Long looked at the coin slot of the old tiger machine and casually threw it in. The game coin drew a beautiful arc and went straight into it. This made Zhao Long more confident in his precise control over his arm, and he casually threw it towards other machines.

  Just like throwing darts, he instantly put all the game coins in his hand into all the machines, and then Zhao Long quickly walked past these machines, pulling the game lever of each machine once.

  After all the machines started moving, Zhao Long walked over and kept slapping his hands. Then a burst of "Triple Seven Grand Prize" sounds rang out, and all the machines were making the same sound. The entire game room was surrounded by people, but no one made a sound, they were all stunned.

  "Cha-la... Cha-la... Cha-la..." The sound of the constantly spitting out game coins made everyone's heart tremble, and after being frightened, they were also a little excited.

  Coupled with the sounds coming from those game consoles, it was even more stimulating for everyone. The scene was simply too grand and too exciting.

  "Now you're satisfied," Zhao Long said as he walked towards the outside, and when he reached the door, he said: "These are for everyone to play with."