Two Realms: From Glass Beads to Divine Skills, Invincible

Chapter 26: We must be more cautious from now on.

Ten minutes later.

A corner in the North District of Chinatown.

Bai Chen stood at this corner, and through the greenery of the street, he could just see the garbage dump not far away.

The old black dog he killed was simply left lying on the road.

I waited for about half an hour.

at last.

Two black men, wearing veils and with pistols at their waists, sneaked up to the vicinity of the junkyard.

One of the older men even took out his phone, as if he was trying to contact someone, but the call could not be connected.

"He's carrying a gun, looks like there's no way to torture him now..."

In the shadows, Bai Chen crouched down and peered through the green belt at the two old men. The submachine guns that were slung across his chest had been removed and were now in his hands.

He had originally planned to capture the two black men and torture them severely.

Now that the other party has a gun, there's no need to take the risk. Although he has completed his Skin Refining Realm cultivation, he can only withstand ordinary knives at most, and definitely cannot stop bullets.

My thoughts are focused on this.

Bai Chen released the safety of his submachine gun, poked the muzzle out of the bushes, and aimed it at the two black men...

Pull the trigger~

Rat-a-tat-tat... Flames spewed from the gun barrels!

Countless bullets poured from the gun barrels, hitting the two black men.

Before the two black men could even react, they were already lying in pools of blood.

Upon seeing this.

Bai Chen didn't let his guard down. After changing the magazine of his submachine gun, he whipped the two old black men who were already lying on the ground.

Da Da Da~

Another burst of bullets hit the two men, specifically targeting their heads.

that's it.

The two old black men's heads were blown apart and they were completely still, having successfully gone to meet Jesus.

Bai Chen glanced at the two old men lying in pools of blood.

Besides the satisfaction of successfully avenging his defeat, a sense of unease also arose within him.

Since he was able to shoot from the shadows and kill those two black men.

Then others could also secretly shoot at him.

Bai Chen pondered for a moment.

Imagine yourself in the position of those two black men, and then imagine an enemy hiding in the green belt where they are.

If this hidden enemy were to shoot at me through the green belt...

He knew without a doubt that his fate would probably be no better than that of the two black men.

"We must be more cautious in the future."

Bai Chen was extremely vigilant.

This isn't China, but a so-called beacon of freedom where gunfights happen every day, and you could easily get metal poisoning if you're not careful.

Before reaching a level of martial arts prowess where one is immune to bullets, one must always keep a low profile to avoid being shot in the back.

"Phew~"

Bai Chen took a deep breath. "Next, it's the restaurant owner's turn."

As for the two black corpses on the ground, there's no need to deal with them. They're some distance from the container where he lives, so there's no need to worry about them affecting him.

......

Here.

On a street on the west side of the Chinatown community, there are rows of restaurants with Chinese-style decorations.

One of them is called:

Liu's Cantonese Restaurant!

The restaurant owner is named Liu Youshan, a Chinese who came here to make a living in the 1990s.

now.

Liu Youshan sat in the warehouse behind the restaurant, typing away on the computer.

He was calculating taxes.

If someone were to ask Liu Youshan what the biggest weakness of the US is, he would definitely say it's this damn tax system.

It's not only complicated, but also full of pitfalls; you can easily fall into one if you're not careful.

"Phew~"

After settling the last account, Liu Youshan finally relaxed.

"Fuck you, you damn imperialists! Demanding so much tax is practically robbery!"

Liu Youshan glanced at the final amount of tax to be paid and immediately started swearing.

He felt that things were going very badly for him lately.

First, they missed a tax payment and were fined a large sum of money.

Then another employee ran away, tricked by an intermediary into trying the drug.

Will the trial drug work?

Liu Youshan had seen too many people go to try drugs; it was basically like throwing good money after bad—they went and never came back.

If it were someone else going to test the drug, that would be fine, since it has nothing to do with me anyway.

But he was furious that his employees had been tricked into going there.

Because every employee in the store is his most valuable asset.

It can not only exploit labor, making them work fifteen hours a day.

Moreover, after settling wages, they can cooperate with local Black gangs to get back 40% of their wages.

This means that by spending only 60% of the salary, you can get a hardworking and dedicated slave laborer.

"Damn it, this won't do. We need to get Scarface to send over another illegal worker."

Liu Youshan thought it over and over, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt he was being taken advantage of.

The scar he mentioned was the intermediary responsible for extraditing Runren from China.

In his view, if you killed one of my slave workers, then it's perfectly reasonable for you to give me another slave worker in return, right?

However, what he didn't know was that Bai Chen, whom he thought was dead, was waiting for him outside.

...

Time passed slowly.

Late at night.

Unlike the bustling late-night snack season in China, the nights here in the free country are very quiet.

After all, it is a land of freedom, and the night is when it becomes more dangerous outside.

Inside Liu's Cantonese Restaurant.

Two waiters are sweeping, washing dishes, and preparing food for the next day.

What should have been a task for five people has now fallen on the shoulders of just the two of them.

Just like Bai Chen, the two of them were newly arrived illegal workers. They were grateful to have a place to eat, and they had to endure the hardship and fatigue.

Wait until all the work is finished.

Liu Youshan pulled a pistol from the bar before leaving the Cantonese restaurant and walking toward the parking lot next to it.

...

We arrived at the parking lot.

Liu Youshan relaxed and tossed the pistol to his waist.

Just as he opened the car door to get in.

suddenly.

He felt something hard pressing against his back, and at the same time, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Boss Liu, don't move, or I'll kill you."

Instantly.

Liu Youshan trembled and hurriedly shouted, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I'll give you anything you want!"

Despite all my careful planning, I still ended up being robbed.

However, having lived in the U.S. for many years, he is very experienced and knows that in this situation, as long as he obediently cooperates and pays the money, everything will be fine.

now.

The one holding the gun to Liu Youshan's back was naturally Bai Chen.

Long before he killed those two black men, he had been staking out the parking lot area because he knew that Liu Youshan would drive home from here every night.

"Behave yourself and walk inside."

Bai Chen casually took the pistol from Liu Youshan's waist and then warned him.

Liu Youshan dared not resist and walked into the parking lot with a trembling heart.

After walking to the very corner.

He continued, trying to persuade Bai Chen, saying, "Brother, judging from your accent, we're both Chinese, right?"

We're all compatriots. If you need money, just say so, and I can help you. There's no need for this.