Chapter 9

Suddenly, the scene stunned everyone.

Liu Miaomiao's sensual red lips parted slightly, her face a mix of surprise and excitement.

Wang Yao and Shen Yimei, among others, immediately clapped and celebrated.

None of them had expected that Lin Xinghai would be so capable, truly living up to his title as the provincial free fighting champion.

As for Wang Damao and the other hooligans, their faces were filled with shock and bewilderment.

What a joke, this completely颠覆了他们的人生观，好吗？这还是小型避难所出来的“白猪”？

However, as the person involved, Lin Xinghai's brows furrowed slightly, "My strength is indeed too weak."

His overall strength far exceeded the other party's, yet the other party managed to withstand his punch, looking quite miserable but not even seriously injured, let alone being knocked down with one punch.

If Wang Damao knew what Lin Xinghai was thinking, he would probably be so angry that he would spit blood.

Because with just one punch, his ribs were almost broken, and more terrifyingly, the other party was the most difficult to deal with, being a speed type.

"Trouble, let's all attack together!" After regaining his footing, Wang Damao immediately shouted, using numbers to overwhelm the other party and restrict his speed, which was their only chance to win.

However, the first to take action was Lin Xinghai. He took a step forward and mercilessly threw another punch.

This time, to maximize the damage, he aimed for the other party's head.

Wang Damao, who was prepared, could see Lin Xinghai's movements, but the speed difference between the two was too great.

He saw Lin Xinghai's fist coming from the left, but after he made a blocking move, Lin Xinghai's fist had already changed to the right.

Bang!

The fist hit Wang Damao's face directly, his cheek instantly distorting and several teeth flying out of his mouth.

The blow to the head made Wang Damao's consciousness blur, but the intense pain in his abdomen instantly brought him back to his senses.

Because as Lin Xinghai closed in, he followed up with a knee strike to the other party's abdomen after the punch.

The power of the leg is not comparable to that of the hand, and this knee strike lifted Wang Damao half a meter off the ground.

When he landed, his body was bent like a shrimp, convulsing on the ground, completely losing his fighting ability.

Lin Xinghai's movements were so fast that by the time Wang Damao hit the ground, the other hooligans had just started to surround him.

However, they fell even faster. Lin Xinghai used elbow strikes and kicks, hitting the soft spots of his enemies, each attack natural and perfectly executed.

In just 10 seconds, the fight was over, and the five hooligans were lying on the ground groaning.

This not only shocked Liu Miaomiao and the others, but also the onlookers, and even Lin Xinghai himself was shocked.

Because every move and technique in the series of attacks was so fluid, which was not something that could be achieved just by improving physical fitness.

Soon, Lin Xinghai had a realization. The reason he could defeat these hooligans so decisively was not only due to his superior attributes but also because this body was that of a provincial free fighting champion.

His predecessor's achievements were the result of years of combat training, so his body had developed a combat instinct.

Realizing this, a smile involuntarily formed on Lin Xinghai's lips. This was undoubtedly good news.

He squatted down, looking at the hooligans groaning on the ground, and extended his palm, saying coldly, "Points!"

Although Wang Damao and the others were very reluctant and could hardly believe what had happened, they had no choice but to reach into their pockets and take out their identity cards.

"How do you transfer points?" Lin Xinghai asked, playing with the identity card in his hand.

"I know!" Shen Yimei picked up the transfer machine that had fallen to the side, then asked Lin Xinghai for his identity card and started to operate it.

"Brother Lin, how many points?" Shen Yimei asked.

"All!" Lin Xinghai calmly said two words.

Upon hearing this, Wang Damao and the others' breathing quickened, and their fists clenched involuntarily, but they dared not speak.

Shen Yimei hesitated for a moment, then without hesitation, began to operate the machine, forcing the others to enter their passwords and verify their irises.

After three minutes, Shen Yimei handed the card back to Lin Xinghai, saying, "Brother Lin, it's done. The five cards add up to 320 points. Including your original 10 points, you now have 330 points on your card."

Lin Xinghai nodded in thanks and took the card.

"Can we go now?" Wang Damao, holding his mouth, asked indistinctly.

Lin Xinghai's eyes flickered, and he said, "I know what you're thinking, but there are some things you should think through before acting."

As he spoke, he took out a badge and waved it in front of them.

The hooligans' pupils involuntarily contracted; they knew it was a mercenary badge.

"You can leave." Seeing their expressions, Lin Xinghai said with satisfaction.

With permission, the hooligans got up from the ground and fled out the door in a disheveled manner.

As they were about to leave, Wang Damao glanced back inside. The glance was subtle, but Lin Xinghai keenly caught the intense hatred in his eyes.

His brows furrowed slightly; it seemed the other party did not intend to let it go.

But he had no good solution. Fighting in the shelter might be tolerated by the security team, but if someone died, it would be thoroughly investigated, which was one of the bottom lines in the shelter.

"Still need to improve my strength; being strong is the most fundamental." Lin Xinghai murmured softly.

As for Liu Miaomiao and the others, they had already cheered, and even the onlookers outside, including those who had been extorted for points, also cheered.

After all, Lin Xinghai had avenged them.

The commotion lasted for over 10 minutes before the crowd dispersed, and Liu Miaomiao and the others closed the door and resumed discussing job hunting.

This incident gave them a profound lesson: even in the shelter, lacking strength was not acceptable.

So their eyes involuntarily focused on the gene agent described on the paper issued by Ji Yuan.

However, the gene agent was too expensive for them, costing 300 points per bottle.

Therefore, their original plan needed to change; they had to find a high-paying job, even if it meant working harder.

Of course, if they joined the military or a mercenary group, they could buy a bottle of gene agent for 100 points.

However, even with such a discount, few people in the shelter would make such a choice.

Because these were high-risk professions, often having points but no life to spend them.

Liu Miaomiao and the others discussed for an hour before finally making a decision and leaving.

During this process, the women frequently sought Lin Xinghai's advice, their enthusiasm making him feel somewhat overwhelmed.

Especially Wang Yao, with her fiery figure, always liked to tease him. If they were in a quiet, private environment, he might have really taken action.

Lin Xinghai endured the teasing while also giving some practical advice, suggesting they try to get jobs with the shelter's institutions.

These jobs generally paid higher, and more importantly, they provided some implicit safety.

If Wang Damao and the other hooligans came to harass them again, they would have some hesitation.

After Liu Miaomiao and the others left, Lin Xinghai closed the door and eagerly took out a bottle of gene agent. Regardless of the reasons, he needed to become a gene-enhanced individual as soon as possible.

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