Chapter Ten: Unleashing a Bloodbath "Let him say something." Zhang Shuo, his voice trembling with tears, looked at Wei Dazhuang. "Brother, he's my cousin, it's my fault! I shouldn't have teamed up with him to lie to you!" Wei Dazhuang smirked, a wicked grin on his face. "You can have him bring men, as many as you want. Isn't that a good way to rescue you?" "B-Brother, you're not joking, are you?" Wei Dazhuang shrugged. "Hahaha... Do you think I'm like you? Untrustworthy? I'm a man of my word. Tell them to come to that abandoned factory on Qingfeng Road in an hour." "Okay, give me a call." Wei Dazhuang took Zhang Shuo's phone from the car and tossed it to him. "It's a promise, don't hit me later!" "Okay!" Zhang Shuo dialed the number with some doubt. "Beep beep beep!" "Cousin, where did you go? The boss is frantically looking for you and Shi Huairen." "Well, Liang, we might have run into the boss's enemies. Shi Huairen's fate is unknown, and he told me to tell you to go to that abandoned factory on Qingfeng Road. You need to be there in an hour, remember, you must be there in an hour!" "What?! Cousin?! You've been kidnapped?! What kind of people are they? Hey, hey, hey!" "…" Wei Dazhuang snatched the phone away, squeezing it so hard that it shattered with a "crack." "What else do you want to say, kid?" "What do you think I look like?" … "Big, big brother is strong and handsome!" "Haha, good to know." "An hour? I'll emphasize it again, look behind you." Wei Dazhuang twisted Zhang Shuo's head back with his hand, revealing an old wall. A large "demolish" sign was written on it. "This is the abandoned factory on Qingfeng Road." "This..." Zhang Shuo had planned to have his cousin notify the boss so that people near the factory could set up traps in advance, but now all his plans were ruined. "Let me show you!" Wei Dazhuang kicked the 50-centimeter-thick wall. "Boom!" Dust flew and the wall collapsed. Keep in mind that the power of the legs is three times that of the upper limbs; this kick carried over 4 tons of force. The reason Wei Dazhuang usually kicks instead of punches is because he can't control his strength well and is afraid of kicking someone to pieces, leaving them covered in blood. Wei Dazhuang opened the system menu and added his prestige points to his strength again. At this moment, his stats are: Host: Wei Dazhuang Age: 25 Strength: 5 Speed: 2.4 Endurance: 1.5 Mental Strength: 1.3 Charisma: 6 Prestige: 0 Kung Fu: Bajiquan (Complete Beginner's Manual) Aptitude: Good Beginner (Aptitude improved after marrow cleansing and meridian tempering.) Kindness: 26.55 … Wei Dazhuang discovered that every time he gained prestige, he would gain 0.5 charisma points. It seemed he needed to kill more bad guys! Zhang Shuo stared straight at Wei Dazhuang. "What are you looking at? That's right, today I'm going to unleash a killing spree!" "Is this even human? One kick and he's a wall?" Wei Dazhuang grabbed Zhang Shuo by the collar, dragged him into the factory with a pigeon-toed gait, and Zhang Shuo obediently cooperated, afraid of being beaten again. After 10 minutes, Wei Dazhuang clapped his hands. "Done." Zhang Shuo was tied to a chair in the factory's basement, his mouth stuffed with black cloth strips, and the ropes binding him were thicker than his arms. Only Wei Dazhuang could have the strength to twist it like that. You know, this is a thick, construction-grade rope; it takes four or five people to pull it. "You stay here! I'll come back for you after I've wiped out your whole gang." Zhang Shuo pouted and whimpered for a long time, unable to move an inch. "I'm so sleepy!" Tears of grievance welled up in his eyes. Wei Dazhuang heard a commotion as soon as he stepped out of the basement. "Have you found anything?" "No, we haven't found anything here!" Two men wearing hoods, their eyes exposed, carrying baseball bats and batons, were searching for Wei Dazhuang and his companion. Wei Dazhuang bent down as the men descended the iron ladder. Eyes of Good and Evil Name: Wang Leihu Age: 25 Strength: 1.2 Speed: 1.1 Endurance: 1.2 Spirit: 1.1 Charisma: 2 Technique: None Aptitude: Trash Kindness: 0 Sin: 25 points 5 cases of gang fighting 2 cases of murder... Name: Tian Dacheng Age: 29 Strength: 1.3 Speed: 1.2 Endurance: 1.5 Spirit: 1.3 Charisma: -8 Technique: None Aptitude: Trash Kindness: 0 points Sin: 56 points 6 cases of gang fighting 5 cases of murder… He grabbed the two men's calves and pulled hard, wedging their thighs between the two sections of the ladder. "Ah!" The two men screamed. Wei Dazhuang, holding onto the ladder handle, leaped up and delivered a punch to each of their temples. "Slap! Slap!" The two men's eyes rolled back, bloodshot, and their heads snapped back 180 degrees. "Congratulations, host. Your Bajiquan proficiency has increased to 6%, and your prestige has increased by 2 points." Wei Dazhuang added all his prestige to his strength. He opened his attribute panel: Host: Wei Dazhuang Age: 25 Strength: 7 Speed: 2.6 Endurance: 1.7 Spirit: 1.5 Charisma: 7 Prestige: 0 Kung Fu: Bajiquan (Complete Beginner's Manual) Aptitude: Good Beginner (After marrow cleansing and meridian tempering, aptitude has improved.) Kindness: 26.55 … At this moment, Wei Dazhuang's strength with one hand reached 385 kilograms. "Hehe, what a cat-and-mouse game, but who's the cat is still uncertain!" Wei Dazhuang was feeling a bit hungry. He opened the beginner section of the shop and browsed for a while. He saw that the military ration pills were priced at 10 kindness points, with the note "One pill keeps you full for a day, a good companion for big eaters!" Wei Dazhuang clicked on it with a tearful look in his eyes, feeling indignant. "This system is definitely doing this on purpose, inflating prices!" He hurriedly opened his inventory, took out the military ration pills, and swallowed them. A feeling of fullness instantly washed over Wei Dazhuang, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his body. "Who was that? What was that sound coming from?" Following the voice, Wei Dazhuang went to the second floor. Just then, five people were about to leave through the door. Wei Dazhuang delivered a powerful kick to the iron door. "Boom!" The force of seven tons sent the iron door flying. The person who opened the door and the two behind him were slammed to the ground by 60 kilograms, coughing up blood. Name: Zhou Xiao Age: 26 Strength: 1.2 … "Hmph! A bunch of weaklings!" "Heh... You think you can catch me with these few lousy fish?" "Congratulations, host, your Bajiquan proficiency has increased to 6%, and your prestige has increased by 2 points." Wei Dazhuang then added all his prestige points to his strength, bringing his single-arm strength to 495 kilograms. "Who are you?" "The one who will take your lives!" Wei Dazhuang leaped up, his kick now capable of generating nine tons of force. His right foot slammed into the chest of the man on his right, followed by a spinning left kick. "Thump... Thump..." Both men were sent flying, their chests caved in, the man on the left's neck spinning six times. They fell from the second-floor railing. "Congratulations, host, your Bajiquan proficiency has increased to 6%, and your prestige has increased by 2 points." Keep increasing your strength! Wei Dazhuang was now bloodthirsty. More than thirty people surrounded him. Wei Dazhuang leaped from the second floor like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable. Wei Dazhuang unleashed a barrage of attacks: Dragon Slayer Hand, Outer Tower Elbow, Da Kick, Opening Cannon, Diagonal Strike to the Temple, Back Elbow, Groin Kick, Back Groin Strike, Groin Strike Hammer, Point Chop, Facing Strike, Palm Strike, Parry Strike, Press Strike, Flat Strike, Twisting Leg, Facing Leg, Floating Leg, Outer Curve Leg—every punch landed squarely, every kick aimed straight for vital points. Three minutes later, thirty cold corpses remained on the first floor. He stood amidst the corpses, his head covered in blood, like a demon from hell.
