Chapter 127: Smash the Door Open!

After saying that, Hong Cha's smile faded a bit.

The content of the first two realms of the Lotus Visualization Method, plus the visualization diagram, is already worth far more than a single Earth Martial art.

If Jiang Cheng changes his mind, he probably won't be able to control himself.

"Of course."

Jiang Cheng said without hesitation: "From now on, I am a member of the Dawn Society."

"Very good."

Hong Cha's smile grew wider, he reached out and lightly patted Jiang Cheng's shoulder, saying, "From now on, we are like-minded comrades. Before that, think of a nickname for yourself, to make it easy to address you and convenient for future operations."

"Can I pick any name?"

"In principle, that's fine as long as it's not too weird. After all, even if you don't think about yourself, consider how the people who call your name will feel." Hong Cha frowned slightly, as if recalling something.

"How about Cang Hai?"

"Cang Hai?"

Hong Cha and Ye Ying exchanged a glance.

"A grand name."

Hong Cha praised, saying, "I think it's good."

"Then Cang Hai it is."

Jiang Cheng settled on it.

It symbolizes his future as the stars and sea, no problem.

"Cang Hai," Hong Cha also changed his way of addressing him, saying, "If it's convenient, you can now pack your things and leave with us. After arriving at the base, we'll first handle your membership procedures, introduce you to the situation of our Dawn Society, then conduct a period of training. After that, you can take on your first mission. Don't worry, the first mission won't be difficult, and an old man will accompany you. Also, I'll reveal a bit more: the target of your first mission is an old acquaintance of yours."

"An old acquaintance?"

Jiang Cheng was curious.

"Hehe, you'll find out then. How about it, do you want to leave with us now? We can wait a moment for you. If you want to say goodbye to some friends, that's fine; we'll give you a location, just get there before dark. By the way, are you alone?"

Hong Cha glanced eastward; the place was almost stuffed with things, and it didn't look like a single person lived there at all.

The first time he came, it wasn't convenient to ask, but this time it's natural.

"I was about to tell you, Big Brother Hong Cha, that I still have a few relatives: my grandma, Chen Sao, and my younger sister Lin Yue. I'm worried that the Wild Wolf Gang's departure might cause trouble during this period, so I asked the senior sister of the Martial Arts Hall to let them move into the Outer City District. Now that something has happened, they've been staying at her place, which might implicate her as well. So once we get into the Outer City District, I'll have to trouble you, Big Brother Hong Cha."

"No problem."

Hong Cha readily agreed, "Once we enter the Outer City District, we'll make a trip there; you just need to pick a place to live. We'll handle all the paperwork. Rest assured, safety is just the basics, and all living conditions will be much better than here."

"Then I'll trouble you, Big Brother Hong Cha. As for saying goodbye to friends…"

Jiang Cheng thought back; he indeed had acquaintances, but not many close friends.

Moreover, saying goodbye to them now might actually implicate them.

He shook his head,

"Big Brother Hong Cha, you go ahead; I'll see if there's anything else to pack. Also, before I leave, I still want to do something."

"You want to take action against the Iron Fist Gang?"

Ye Ying sensed the killing intent in Jiang Cheng's tone and asked.

"Hmm."

Jiang Cheng nodded heavily, "To be frank, if I just left silently like this, I'd feel unwilling, especially that guy called something Peak, he's extremely arrogant,

I want to find a chance before I leave to kill him; if I can't find an opportunity, it's fine—I'll just kill a few more of their gang members to vent my anger, and when my strength improves later, I'll come back and wipe them out completely."

Not only the Iron Fist Gang members, but also Xiao Yuanqing of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall.

As for that hall master, although he doesn't have much goodwill toward him, he doesn't want to kill him just because the other didn't help him.

However, if he were to kill Xiao Yuanqing, there's a high chance of provoking retaliation, so he'd need to be mentally prepared.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad—venting grudges feels great, that's the true nature of us men. They're not good people anyway; killing them counts as rid the populace of harm. These are just small fry, normally beneath my notice, but to help Brother Cang Hai vent his anger, I'll join in."

Hong Cha laughed.

"!"

Jiang Cheng was first startled, then felt embarrassed.

He couldn't budge the opponent even with all his strength; it's clear Hong Cha's strength far exceeds imagination. Taking on a bunch of Iron Fist Gang lackeys and two first-level Force Warriors is like using an anti-aircraft gun to shoot mosquitoes—overkill.

"Big Brother Hong Cha, I…"

He was about to speak to explain, but Hong Cha waved his hand.

"Cang Hai, you don't need to feel embarrassed; mutual help is the very principle of our Dawn Society. If we let you go alone and something happened to you, what would we do? I don't want to waste two days of effort only to end up with this result."

Having said all this, Jiang Cheng couldn't say anything else; he could only express his thanks again.

At the same time, he felt a strange sensation inside.

It was like having two high-level geared players dragging along a low-level alt to slaughter newbie village monsters.

"No need to go look for them."

Just then, Ye Ying said, "They've already come looking for us."

Jiang Cheng's expression changed, and he looked toward the window.

At first he saw nothing, but after a few seconds, hurried footsteps sounded, and figures wielding weapons appeared from the alley.

Just from what he could see through the window, there were seven or eight people, and counting those he couldn't see, there were even more.

In fact, that's indeed the case.

In the blink of an eye, the entrance that had been empty was now packed with people—at least thirty or forty.

Each held a watermelon knife, their faces fierce.

The surrounding neighbors, seeing this, first froze, then scrambled into their homes, locking the doors, afraid that a delay would bring disaster.

Some bolder ones lay behind the door, peeking through the crack, thinking, "Isn't that Jiang Cheng's house? How come, out of the blue, so many Iron Fist Gang members have surrounded it? Each holding weapons—Jiang Cheng, isn't he more likely to meet misfortune than fortune?"

The members of the Iron Fist Gang surrounded the house in a circle; at that moment, only two people, wielding long knives, stepped to the front of the crowd.

"That kid lives here?" Cao Kun asked.

"That's right, right here. We just finished breakfast and came. He should be inside; if he isn't, that's fine—we'll just wait for him here."

Lin Feng gave a faint smile, his expression unmistakably one of having the victory in hand.

"Break the door open."

He looked toward the few underlings beside him.

"Yes."

The several of them tossed aside their weapons and walked together toward the doorway.

Even if this wooden door were deadbolted, a single adult could ram it open, let alone several people.

Yet just as they were halfway there, the door— the door suddenly opened on its own, and a figure stepped out from inside.

(End of chapter)