Chapter 7

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In "Fist of Fury," apart from the Japanese led by Fujita Kō, there are two traitors who are the main culprits behind Huo Yuanjia's death. One is called Uncle Gen, the cook in the kitchen, and the other is Ah Xiang, an ordinary disciple. Huo Yuanjia loved to eat crocodile meat, so Uncle Gen laced the crocodile meat with poison. This poison is a slow-acting one, and it only kills after prolonged consumption. Therefore, no one suspected he was poisoned; they believed he died suddenly.

Luo Tai was considering whether it would count as merit if he sent Chun Li to capture or kill these two villains. Would the actions of Chun Li be attributed to him? Moreover, there was another issue: no one knew they were traitors. They were all members of the Jingwu Hall. If he rashly killed them, would it backfire and put him in a passive position?

After some thought, Luo Tai felt it would be better to capture them first. However, if he handed them over to Huo Ting'en, they would definitely not confess.

Just as he was thinking, Chun Li spoke up, "Brother Tai, you seem troubled. Brother Tai, practicing martial arts is not something that can be achieved overnight. You don't need to worry about it. I will teach you every day with all my heart."

Luo Tai looked at Chun Li and smiled, "Thank you, Chun Li. I'm fine. Let's go back."

With that, he led Chun Li back. As they walked, he considered how to deal with the two traitors. Hmm? Right, Chen Zhen has already been expelled from the Jingwu Hall and is now living in a remote cottage in the suburbs. What if he took these two guys to Chen Zhen? Chen Zhen is determined to avenge his master. This way, his great vengeance would be avenged. There should be merit, right?

As the two walked down a small street, they suddenly saw three Japanese samurai pushing a young rickshaw puller into a corner. The rickshaw had already been overturned, and they ordered the young man to stand at attention. The young man, wearing a gray patched shirt, was thin and stood obediently by the wall, trembling.

"Damn, Chinese pig, you... stand still!" The samurai who spoke was not tall but sturdy, wearing a dark blue samurai uniform with a Japanese sword at his waist.

"Good." Another samurai with a beard walked over, poked the young man's head a few times, and then started pulling his ears. The young man opened his mouth in pain but dared not resist.

"You... kneel down and shout 'Long live the Empire of Japan.'" The third samurai was bald, broad-shouldered, and muscular, clearly a power type.

The young man, trembling, was about to kneel before the three.

A few people were watching from the side, but they all glanced and hurried away, none daring to help the young man.

This was China, being humiliated by the Japanese! Luo Tai didn't need to understand why they were bullying a rickshaw puller. From the arrogant eyes of the Japanese samurai, a person from a country without dignity naturally had no personality and could be bullied at will!

Luo Tai didn't blame the young man for wanting to kneel, as survival and the desire to live are human instincts. How could such a thin and weak young man face three samurai? If he resisted and was killed, who would stand up for him?

"Don't kneel!!"

Luo Tai rushed to the young man, pulling him to his side. Luo Tai could feel that the young man's hands were cold, clearly terrified.

"Don't be afraid, this is our territory." Luo Tai said to the young man, looking down. He dared to say this not because he thought he could handle three samurai, but mainly because Chun Li was there.

Without Chun Li, he might have picked up a few stones from the ground, thrown them at the samurai, and then run away.

"Damn!!!" The bald samurai, seeing Luo Tai intervene, roared and raised his hand to slap Luo Tai's face.

"Bang!!!"

This was not the sound of Luo Tai being injured, but the sound of the bald samurai being kicked away.

Chun Li!

Her strong leg was planted in the air, her eyes filled with anger!

"Ah!!" The samurai clutched his chest and fell to his knees, unable to stand up for a long time.

"Ya!!!" The remaining two samurai drew their swords from their waists and stabbed straight at Chun Li.

"Chun Li, be careful!" Luo Tai pulled the young man to the side and shouted at Chun Li.

"Whoosh!!!" Chun Li's body spun, and she delivered three spinning kicks in quick succession, sending the two samurai flying into the wall. "Bang, bang!" Two dull thuds, and the two samurai slid down the wall, unable to stand up again.

The bald samurai, who was relatively strong, gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up!!!

"Bang!"

But before he could steady himself, Chun Li kicked him again, sending him flying three yards. This time, he hit the ground, unconscious, and silent!

"Chun Li, give... give them a few more kicks. Damn it." Luo Tai pointed at the three samurai.

"Brother Tai, just kill them. They dared to attack you." Chun Li clenched her fists and said.

"No, Chun Li. Death is often not as bad as living in misery. It would feel more perfect to leave them permanently disabled." Luo Tai said seriously.

"As you wish!" Chun Li nodded and went over, using her skilled techniques to break the spines of the three samurai. At this moment, Luo Tai's watch vibrated. He looked at the young man but didn't check it immediately. Instead, he and Chun Li helped the young man right his rickshaw and then asked, "Why did they bully you?"

The young man, tears in his eyes, slowly shook his head and finally managed to say, "They said I was a Chinese pig and deserved to be bullied..."

Luo Tai's heart felt like it had been stabbed! Even though he had lived at the bottom of society before and was self-centered, he couldn't tolerate such racial insults.

"Chun Li, I've changed my mind. Kill those three Japanese for me..." Luo Tai waved his hand at Chun Li.

Just as Chun Li was about to turn, seven or eight rickshaw pullers rushed into the small street. They came to Luo Tai and Chun Li. One of the uncles said to the two, "Heroes, you must leave quickly. This place is close to the Japanese concession. Soon, a large number of Japanese samurai will come, and maybe even Japanese military police."

Luo Tai looked at the simple faces and said to the uncle, "Uncle, let me kill these three bastards first."

The uncle waved his hand, looked at the three Japanese samurai spitting blood, and said to Luo Tai, "They are already crippled. If you kill them, the Japanese won't let it go. They might use this as an excuse to attack here. Our government army is weak, and more civilians will suffer."

Luo Tai rubbed his forehead, thinking the uncle was right. The China of that time couldn't be saved by just him and Chun Li. So he nodded and said to the uncle, "Alright, I'll spare these three bastards. By the way, what about you when we leave?"

"Don't worry. We'll scatter and hide in the city. Who will know? You should leave before the Japanese come." The uncle replied.

Luo Tai nodded, pulled Chun Li over, and helped the young man wipe away his tears. He said, "Don't cry. This will all pass. In the future, you can go to the Jingwu Hall to learn martial arts. Mention me, Luo Tai, to Huo Ting'en."

The young man nodded vigorously and said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Luo."

Luo Tai patted his shoulder, thanked everyone, and then quickly left with Chun Li.

After they had walked a few streets, Luo Tai finally looked at his watch. It showed: "Helping the weak and eliminating the strong, rewarded with 100 points of merit. You can draw a prize once. The prize options have changed. Do you want to draw?"

Luo Tai was initially delighted. He hadn't expected that Chun Li's actions in disabling the Japanese samurai would earn him merit. He happily said to Chun Li, "Chun Li, you are truly my lucky star."

At this moment, he understood the benefit of having a servant. Since the servant came from the system and was exchanged for his merit, the system recognized that the servant's actions were the same as his own.

Moreover, this time, he was rewarded with 100 points of merit, which was generous, equivalent to five gold bars. Luo Tai felt increasingly happy. Could it be that the old immortal also hated the Japanese? Hmm... it should be, as the old immortal attained immortality in China.

Seeing Luo Tai's happy face, Chun Li smiled and asked, "Brother Tai, can you draw a prize now?"

"Yes." Luo Tai nodded, then noticed that the prize options had changed. Hmm? They had changed. It seemed that the prize content was random and not always the same.

He began to check the new prize options, but his brows furrowed as he read them.