Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 55 Warehouse, Baseball Bat
When Chu Tianshu heard him say this, he suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

If we go by the animation, someone might have some trouble in that most ordinary store.

It happened just when Fang Jun walked in.

Chu Tianshu simply got out of the car and went over to take a look.

Fang Jun ordered two barbecued pork buns, two glutinous rice buns, and two cups of soy milk.

The clerk was wearing a mask and looked like a young lady. She was packing buns skillfully with a pair of tongs while trying to sell them to others.

"We have freshly squeezed orange juice in our store today, and we're giving away two egg tarts for free with every glass."

Fang Jun nodded: "Then let's have two cups."

Everything was put into plastic bags, and nothing strange happened in the store.

Chu Tianshu took his share and smiled inexplicably.

Perhaps it was because the temperament of this city was so different from the peaceful and tranquil environment of Chu Tianshu's hometown.

It looks like the kind of city that appears in animations, which is why I have this kind of association.

Fang Jun drove him onto a small road and they soon reached the beach.

There are red stone bricks on the ground, public benches, stainless steel notice boards, and willows swaying on the shore.

Sitting on the bench, you can directly see the sea view.

Across the sea a few hundred meters away, there is a scene of houses and warehouses.

Chu Tianshu sat on the bench, took out the barbecued pork bun and took a bite.

This barbecue pork bun is as big as an adult's palm. The bun skin is thick but fluffy, and it doesn't feel chewy when you bite it.

Fang Jun didn't take a bite first, but broke it in half, took one half and started eating from the corner.

Chu Tianshu chewed quickly anyway, so he quietly opened his mouth a little wider and finished the bun in two or three bites.

He picked up the glutinous rice bag again, and was pleasantly surprised when he took a bite.

The glutinous rice inside tastes salty and fresh, and tastes like a big steamed bun, but it is softer and less greasy than any steamed bun Chu Tianshu has eaten.

The flavor is salty and fresh, and you can taste the aroma of rice.

"This is good."

Chu Tianshu said, "This is better than the barbecued pork. Let's buy a few more for dinner later."

Fang Jun said, "Don't just focus on one store. You're going to drive around anyway, so eat wherever you come across in the evening."

Chu Tianshu nodded.

In his hometown, he was more accustomed to eating at two or three restaurants, but when he went out, he naturally listened to the opinions of the locals.

I wonder if Fang Jun is as knowledgeable about food as Meng Shuangjiang.

Chu Tianshu took a look.

Well, judging from his body shape, Fang Jun’s research on gourmet food is at most half of Meng Shuangjiang’s.

And he eats so slowly.

Chu Tianshu thought he chewed his food very finely, but when he finished eating and drinking, Fang Jun had just finished eating the barbecued pork bun.

Willows swaying in the wind make people feel open-minded.

Chu Tianshu walked back to the car, picked up the plastic box, and walked to the beach.

Unexpectedly, just after the plastic box reached the beach, the spinning silver needle suddenly turned halfway around and determined the direction.

"Ok?"

Chu Tianshu quickened his pace, walked a long way to the left, then turned back and walked to the right.

Finally he was sure that the silver needle was not pointing at the small boats on the sea.

But it was a warehouse across the sea.

Fang Jun also noticed his abnormality and walked over with egg tarts and orange juice to take a look.

“Over there!”

Fang Jun immediately said, "Get in the car."

The sports car turned a corner, quickly crossed a bridge, and came to a low-lying flat area.

This place is paved with cement, but it is not flat. It may be because a large truck ran over it in the past, and the cement in many places is cracked and uneven.

The warehouse built here looks old.

Some containers have peeling blue paint and are covered in rust.

Chu Tianshu used the plastic box to locate a warehouse, walked around a little, and found the entrance to the warehouse.

There was a blue iron chain as thick as a thumb hanging on the handle of the warehouse's iron door, and it was not locked.

Fang Jun walked over and the two looked at each other.

No one spoke, but everyone was tacitly on guard.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

Kong Wenju's abilities as shown in the information are not very good, but it is better to be careful.

Fang Jun lowered his right hand, flicked his index and middle fingers outwards, and two playing cards, spinning like a fan, appeared between his fingers.

Chu Tianshu stepped forward and opened the iron gate.

In accordance with safety management regulations, warehouse doors basically open outwards.

The light in the warehouse was dim. As soon as Chu Tianshu opened the iron door, a baseball bat hit him on the head in the darkness.

Bang! A shadow suddenly hit the hand holding the stick from the side.

It wasn't a poker card, but Chu Tianshu's toes.

He kicked so fast, like a thick cow tendon slingshot that had been stretched to its limit and suddenly released.

He kicked and shook his left foot, but without touching the ground, and the second time he kicked the man with the stick between the chest and abdomen.

The man's back arched and he flew backward, with the baseball bat still spinning in the air.

Chu Tianshu came in sideways, stretched out his right hand and caught the stick.

There were five people in the warehouse, all of them were young and strong, and each of them was holding a metal baseball bat.

There's a saying that baseball bats are used to hit more heads than balls worldwide.

This stick feels great in the hand and displays the beauty of violence.

These people's minds seem to be filled with violence.

Seeing the man being knocked away, the other four rushed over.

The four people were originally in different positions, with miscellaneous items such as sacks and wooden boxes around them.

But when they rushed forward, they stood in a row directly, which showed that they were very experienced.

Four people stood side by side, and pulled out four sticks at the same time.

Judging from their posture, they must have used the principle of "two fists are no match for four hands" many times when fighting with others before.

Unfortunately, they found the wrong person this time.

Chu Tianshu suddenly swept the baseball bat through the wind.

The forearms of the four people swinging the bats were instantly brushed by Chu Tianshu's bat head.

Because it doesn't hit the arms but rubs past them, it can wipe all four arms at once.

But the round, edgeless stick head just brushed past the four people's forearms, as if they were swept by a nail board.

All of them were missing a piece of flesh, and blood was splattered everywhere.

"what!!!"

Amid screams, four baseball bats fell to the ground with a clang.

Chu Tianshu had already taken a step back, and even if the baseball bats fell to the ground, they would not touch his shoes.

A retreat, followed by a move forward.

Chu Tianshu's baseball bat was against someone's throat, while his left hand was still holding the plastic box firmly.

The man who was hit by the baseball bat fell silent instantly. Sweat was dripping down his yellow and slightly curly hair. His face was pale with fear and he dared not scream anymore.

He felt as if his hand had just been struck by a chainsaw.

I can’t even imagine what it would be like if the “chainsaw” also struck my neck.

The other people were also so frightened that they held their arms and stomachs, gritted their teeth, and looked nervous.

"Who are you?"

Chu Tianshu glanced around the warehouse with a cold look in his eyes, "Why did you attack me?"

"Wasn't there an old man in this warehouse? Where did he go?"

Fang Jun pulled the iron gate further away to let in more sunlight.

Several thugs avoided the light, feeling that Chu Tianshu was standing in the bright light, which made their scalps tingle.

Fang Jun remained silent, originally on guard against any more emergencies. But now he discovered that there were really only five thugs. He couldn't help but frown and took out an ID to show it.

"The task force is here to investigate."

Fang Jun said, "You dare to attack our consultant. It's a serious crime, do you understand?"

"Think about whether there is anyone willing to spend a lot of money to rescue you guys."

Fang Jun knew very well that in the minds of these thugs, the status of security guards was very delicate.

Senior security guards provide them with both sufficient deterrence and a certain level of protection.

Many things that you dare not say when facing thugs from other forces are not so difficult to say in front of security guards.

“It turns out it’s from the task force.”

The one who was kicked away first got up.

Chu Tianshu's kick didn't kill the opponent, he just used a long-range force.

But this person was in so much pain that he suspected his stomach was broken. He looked at Chu Tianshu in fear before speaking.

"We are from Boss Hong's group on the west yacht. Several of our brothers have served as your informants."

"This was all a misunderstanding."

Fang Jun pulled down his sunglasses, looked at these people with his eyelids raised, and an unsettling expression appeared on his face.

"Misunderstanding? If you hit me right away, you'll have to go to jail for a while."

Fang Jun said coldly, "Answer our question first. Was there an old man here originally? Why are you guarding here?"

Chu Tianshu's gaze also swept over the face of the person who was covering his stomach.

The man hurriedly said, "It's Brother Yong, oh, Boss Hong's younger brother. He was attacked by an old man here a few days ago, and several of his brothers were admitted to the intensive care unit."

"We had nothing to do, so when we heard about this, we came over here to wait. If we can help Brother Yong get his revenge, we'll be credited to Boss Hong."

"We don't know anything else. I'll take you to ask the boss."

(End of this chapter)