Chapter 2: The Small Fry Who Was Struck by Lightning

  Qin Cheng woke up with a throbbing headache, and when he opened his eyes for a moment, his vision was still blurry. He shook off the heaviness and fogginess in his head, and slowly cleared his view of the world in front of him.

  Blue sky and white clouds, a few birds flying by, under the lush green mountains and dense forests, the fields are a vast expanse of golden yellow, the village road stretches far and wide to the end, with several houses faintly visible.

  Is this heaven?

  Qin Cheng shook his head, thinking that someone like him should probably go to hell after death.

  What would hell look like if you took a panoramic view?

  It can't be, am I still alive?

  No!

  As soon as this idea emerged, Qin Cheng ruthlessly denied it.

  He had clearly fallen into an ambush, betrayed by the woman he loved most and surrounded by police. Qin Cheng still remembered that countless bullets flew towards him, and he should have been shot to death long ago?

  Haha! Thinking of this, Qin Cheng couldn't help but laugh at himself. He never thought that he, the underworld king of a province, wouldn't die in a hail of bullets from countless enemies, nor would he die in the early years of his underground boxing days. In the end, he still couldn't escape dying at the hands of the police.

  Suddenly, Qin City's head buzzed loudly, followed by a wave of dizziness, and countless pieces of information exploded in his mind, shocking his nerves one by one. Qin City hugged his own head, pressed it to the ground, and endured without making a sound.

  For a moment, sweat rained down.

  After a long time, just when Qin Cheng was about to suffocate, the numbness and pain in his nerves finally gradually dissipated. He slowly lifted his head, his face full of astonishment and shock.

  The information flow that had just burst in his mind revealed his current identity to him.

  My name is still Qin Cheng, an ordinary infantry soldier in a border county during the Western Han Dynasty under Emperor Wu.

  Qin Cheng felt that this was somewhat absurd, could it be that he hadn't been killed by the bullet, but instead had successfully possessed the "Qin Cheng" who was taking shelter from the rain under this tree during a lightning strike, and then reborn?

  It seems like this is what's going on, and it should be called, time-traveling.

  Qin Cheng felt his head spinning even more.

  What the hell is going on?!

  Before he could think more, Qin Cheng heard the sound of horseshoes coming from afar and getting closer rapidly. Qin Cheng lifted his head, and four "cavalrymen" with majestic momentum, wearing black armor and carrying long swords at their waists, immediately appeared before his eyes.

  Qin Cheng stared blankly at these people, the memories that had just appeared in his mind suddenly awakened. This person seemed to be called that, that person seemed to be called this, hmm, if memory was correct, it should be like this.

  Could it be that I have really come to another era?

  Are these people really from ancient times?!

  "Qin Cheng! Ah, I've finally found you!" The first to dismount was a sturdy young man with a strong build. He jumped off his horse and strode three steps at a time, instantly appearing in front of Qin Cheng. Without saying a word, he grabbed Qin Cheng's collar and lifted him up, his eyes blazing with anger. His pent-up rage finally erupted like a volcano upon seeing the culprit Qin Cheng!

  "Dong Chu?" To verify the information that suddenly appeared in his mind and to clarify what situation he was currently in, Qin Cheng first didn't mind being lifted up by the young Wu Chang, but instead, before the youth could make another move, he vaguely probed and said.

  "Grandma's! Is my name also something you can call directly?" The young Wu Chang Dong was originally furious, and now he became even more enraged.

  "Slap!" Dong Chu, with one hand holding Qin Cheng, slapped him on the face without hesitation, and instantly, a crisp sound echoed over ten feet away.

  Qin Cheng's eyes narrowed suddenly, and it wasn't until now that he realized he had just made a mistake. At this moment, when he was being glared at with anger, his collar lifted, and he was suspended in mid-air, he shouldn't have first tried to verify the other person's identity or done anything else, but rather should have solved a more urgent problem.

  Now, Qin Cheng intends to make up for his mistake.

  Qin Cheng had always been able to correct his mistakes quickly in his past life, which was an instinct he had cultivated during his decade-long career in the underworld.

  But immediately, Qin Cheng discovered an awkward problem, which made his foot that was just about to lift off the ground retreat back without a trace.

  He found that he had just come out of a daze, probably from a long daze, and his body was still very stiff and had no strength. In this situation, Qin Cheng did not dare to guarantee that he had 100% confidence in defeating the guy in front of him who could lift himself up with one hand without any effort. Moreover, behind him stood three soldiers.

  These three soldiers, if the information in Qin Cheng's mind was not wrong, were all under Dong Zhuo's command and were also comrades-in-arms. One against four, the opponents were all military personnel, and under the current situation where he could hardly exert his strength, Qin Cheng did not think that he could gain an advantage.

  That's going to be tough.

  Qin Cheng felt a bit awkward. Although he wasn't an impulsive person, his decade-long career in the underworld had long taught him to remain calm, but when it came to matters of dignity for a man, it was often difficult to choose between acting on impulse and not doing so.

  Fortunately, Dong Zhu seemed to have no intention of letting Qin Cheng continue to be embarrassed. After slapping Qin Cheng again with a "slap", he swung his arm and threw Qin Cheng out. At the same time, Dong Zhu's right foot struck like lightning, and amazingly, while Qin Cheng was still in mid-air, he kicked Qin Cheng in the stomach.

  Qin Cheng flew out nearly a zhang, heavily crashing to the ground. The intense pain from his abdomen made Qin Cheng realize that this man in front of him still had some strength. However, it seemed that Dong Zhuo's kick on Qin Cheng's abdomen accelerated his blood circulation, or perhaps Qin Cheng's anger accelerated his heartbeat. In short, Qin Cheng felt his body recovering at a rapid speed, as if the next moment, he could recover by half.

  "Qin Cheng, you son of a bitch! You've ruined my reputation in front of General Li and destroyed my future! You're a deserter, a coward. I'm going to take you down today!" Dong Zhu cursed, rushing over quickly, his right foot raised, about to kick Qin Cheng's body.

  Qin Cheng's eyes rapidly turned icy as Dong Zhuo approached, his body making a slight adjustment in posture without leaving any trace, but with this one move, Qin Cheng was confident that he could take advantage of Dong Zhuo who didn't put him in his sights and left himself wide open.

  Qin Cheng had already made such preparations, because Dong Chu's last sentence thoroughly declared his misfortune, the phrase "dog-raising" made Qin Cheng no longer consider everything and prepare to fight with the guy in front of him who touched his reverse scales.

  In his past life, the most important person in Qin City's life was his mother, who had raised him since he was a child. Anyone who showed disrespect to his mother, even verbally, would be made to pay a terrible price by Qin City!

  At this moment, a figure rushed towards Dong Zhuo at high speed and hugged him tightly without defense, it was Wu Dalang!

  "Wu Zhang, stop! Qin Cheng's body is weak and it looks like he's gotten sick again. If you hit him again, he'll really be ruined!" Wu Dali shouted urgently while trying his best to hold onto Dong Zhuo. As a veteran soldier, he was more aware than anyone of the devastating impact Dong Zhuo's formidable fighting strength would have on Qin Cheng, this "weak and frail" young soldier. He himself didn't even have the confidence to withstand Dong Zhuo's full-force blows, let alone Qin Cheng, who had always been mediocre in both martial arts and physical strength.

  Wu Dalang hugged Dong Chui on one side and signaled to the other two sentries, but these two soldiers who had been struggling under Dong Chui's tyranny for a long time did not have the courage to confront Dong Chui at this moment. They just pretended to look around and ignored Wu Dalang's plea for help.

  "Get out of here!" Dong Zhuo, who was being held by Wu Dalang, suddenly became furious and tried to break free, but after two attempts, he failed to escape. After all, Wu Dalang was a veteran soldier, and his grip was quite skilled. "Wu Dalang, get out of my way! Don't stir up trouble for no reason! Are you tired of living? Dare to interfere with my business?"

  "Wu Chang, although Qin Cheng was wrong, General Li has already ordered to take him back to the camp for punishment. Don't make it difficult for him! He can't withstand your blows. Look at this big tree, its trunk is a bit charred, and Qin Cheng's face is also pitch black, presumably he was struck by lightning, not intentionally... Ah..." Wu Daliang hadn't finished speaking when he was knocked down by Dong Zhuo with an elbow strike to his right waist. Then Dong Zhuo's body leaned to the right, twisted and struck Wu Daliang's head with another elbow strike. Wu Daliang let out a miserable cry, then was knocked flying and fell to the ground unconscious.

  "Mind your own business, grandma! I'll take care of whether he's been struck by lightning or not. All I know is that he's ruined my future!" In his rage, Dong Zhu had already forgotten that if things were really like this, his future wouldn't be affected after all, because in that case Qin Cheng wouldn't be considered a deserter anymore.

  After Dong Zhuo finished off Wu Da Lang, he turned around with a furious face, ready to teach Qin Cheng who was lying on the ground a lesson, but Qin Cheng was already standing in front of him as if nothing had happened.

  Huh?

  Dong Zhu saw that Qin Cheng could still stand up, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. To say the least, Dong Zhu was very clear about the power of his own kick to Qin Cheng's abdomen earlier. Even a soldier with good physical strength would not be able to get up after taking such a heavy blow, so how could this usually "weak" Qin Cheng still stand up?

  However, Dong Zhuo didn't think much about it and charged straight towards Qin City. Get up? I'll knock you down again! thought Dong Zhuo.

  "You damned little scoundrel, I'll never let you off today! You're nothing like me!" Dong Zhu shouted loudly, as if he wouldn't be able to vent his anger otherwise.

  Qin Cheng stood quietly on the spot, his eyes coldly staring at Dong Zhuo, his eyebrows filled with disdain. As Dong Zhuo approached him, Qin Cheng's mouth finally curled up into a ruthless arc.

  Are you kidding me?

  Just you?

  "Looking for death!"