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Li Haotian, carrying a huge purple cocoon of light on his back, stomped his feet on the blasted asphalt road, making a heavy, muffled sound.

The purple cocoon of light radiated a warm pulse, like a giant heart beating repeatedly on his back.

He carried the heavy silver briefcase in one hand and tightened the tablecloth behind him with the other.

"Brother Dazhu, your appearance looks exactly like you just came back from some high-tech demolition site."

Su Wan's voice came through the earpiece, accompanied by a hissing sound like electricity.

"Stop being silly. This cocoon is getting heavier and heavier. Lin Mo might grow into a fat man inside."

Li Haotian walked down the mountain path, taking very large steps, each time leaving a deep footprint.

At the intersection ahead, a dilapidated bread truck suddenly appeared out of nowhere at the turn, blocking half of the road.

Five men in leather jackets, each with a cigarette in their mouth, squatted on the curb, their eyes fixed on Li Haotian like hooks.

The man in the lead had a fierce face and a fake gold chain around his neck that was thicker than a thumb.

He patted the bread cart next to him, stood up unsteadily, and blocked Li Haotian's way.

"Hey, what kind of treasure are you carrying? Glowing purple light at night, saving you money on streetlights?"

Tiger spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and tilted his neck to examine the luminous cocoon.

"Move aside, I have an urgent matter."

Li Haotian didn't stop and drove straight into it.

Tiger reached out to stop Li Haotian in the chest, but it felt like he had bumped into a piece of red-hot iron.

His palms were throbbing with pain from the shock, and his expression immediately changed.

"Ouch! Someone's been hit! Everyone come quick, this kid wrecked my Ferrari... no, my van!"

Tiger Brother then lay down on the ground and started howling loudly.

Four henchmen moved with practiced ease, rushing over with a whoosh, each holding a rusty iron pipe.

"See that? My older brother already had a herniated disc, and you bumped into him and flattened it completely."

One of the henchmen pointed at Li Haotian with a pipe, while his other hand was outstretched.

"The medical expenses are 50,000 yuan, not a penny less."

"Otherwise, I'll rip open this huge purple plastic bag and see what's inside."

Li Haotian looked down at Tiger Brother, who was rolling on the ground, and then at his underlings.

"Fifty thousand? You've got a pretty valuable life."

He placed the silver briefcase at his feet and flexed his right knuckles.

"I don't have money, but I know a bit about traditional Chinese medicine and can cure herniated discs."

After he finished speaking, he bent down and grabbed Tiger Brother by the back of his collar.

"What are you doing? Let go of me! Help!"

Before Tiger could react, he felt as if his body had been stuffed into a compressor.

Li Haotian quickly patted Tiger Brother's shoulders and hips a few times with both hands.

Click.

The sound of bones dislocating was particularly jarring on the quiet street.

Tiger's scream was stuck in his throat, and he curled up into a strange ball shape.

"Watch closely, this is called bone-shrinking kung fu, you're welcome."

Li Haotian, carrying the huddled-up Tiger Brother, walked towards a green plastic trash can that was half a meter wide by the roadside.

With one hand, he shoved Tiger straight into the trash can opening.

Tiger's head was pressed against his knees, and his two arms were tucked into his waist, fitting perfectly.

The trash can creaked and groaned, as if it were about to burst open at any moment.

"Big brother! How are you, big brother!"

The four henchmen were dumbfounded, and the iron pipes in their hands clattered to the ground.

They wanted to rescue him, but when they saw Li Haotian's eyes flashing with golden light, their legs started to spin.

Li Haotian pulled a crumpled ten-yuan note from his pocket and slapped it onto the trash can lid.

"This is for medical expenses; the remaining one hundred yuan will be paid later."

He picked up his suitcase again, slung the Cocoon of Light over his shoulder, and walked further and further away under the blank stares of his four underlings.

"By the way, you take up too much space, I suggest you lose some weight."

Li Haotian left without turning his head and said a sentence.

Before they even reached Villa No. 1 in Jinghaiting, Chen Dong parked a Hummer with a Dragon Shield on the side of the road.

He jumped out of the car, covered in sweat, carrying two steaming hot fast food boxes.

"Brother Dazhu, we finally found you! The Yunding Club is in an uproar."

Chen Dong looked at the cocoon of light behind Li Haotian, his lips twitched, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Have something to eat first. This is some braised pork that I added for you."

Li Haotian didn't stand on ceremony. He leaned against a lamppost by the roadside, took the fast food box with one hand, and started eating.

"What's the situation at the cannery in the northern suburbs?"

Chen Dong's expression turned serious as he pointed to the map inside the car.

"The situation is not optimistic; the Zhao family's mercenaries have already sealed off the outer perimeter."

"That place was originally an underground air-raid shelter, and its fortifications are even thicker than those of the Han family manor."

"Moreover, the Pioneers Pharmaceuticals deployed a large number of high-frequency electric grids there, which conventional weapons simply cannot penetrate."

Chen Dong patted the Hummer SUV next to him, his face full of sincerity.

"This is a bulletproof model that was just transferred from the bureau. The tires are solid; it can even withstand an RPG."

"How about you drive this car over?"

Li Haotian chewed on some meat, staring at the imposing SUV for a few seconds.

"This car probably gets about 30 liters of fuel per 100 kilometers, right?"

Chen Dong was stunned for a moment.

"Um, probably, but the bureau will reimburse it..."

"It's not worth it. The target is too big. We'll become sitting ducks before we even get to the door."

After finishing the last piece of braised pork, Li Haotian wiped his mouth.

He went into the villa's garage and rummaged through a corner filled with clutter.

Finally, he tore off a plastic sheet covered in grease.

A Jialing 125 motorcycle with peeling paint and a rusty chain appeared in front of Chen Dong.

Two broken rearview mirrors were hanging on the handlebars, and the rims were covered in mud.

"That's true romance for men."

Li Haotian patted the motorcycle seat, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Chen Dong's mouth dropped open.

"Brother Dazhu, are you kidding? This scrap metal hasn't been touched in at least twenty years."

"The fuel tank is empty, and the chain is broken. How can I ride this?"

Through the headset, Su Wan couldn't help but complain.

"Brother Dazhu, if you're tired of living, I can find you a more dignified way to die."

Li Haotian didn't say anything; he steadily tied the purple cocoon of light to the back seat of the motorcycle.

Then, he reached out and grabbed the rusty chain.

He clenched his fist tightly, and a golden-red light surged from his palm.

The chain, which had been broken in two, emitted a piercing friction sound, and the broken ends instantly melted and were kneaded back together.

He opened the fuel tank cap, looked at the dark fuel tank, and pressed his right hand onto it.

"No fuel? My blood is stronger than gasoline."

The Golden Crow True Blood within his body emitted a thunderous roar.

Golden-red energy flowed down his arm and continuously into the fuel tank.

The fuel tank made a boiling sound, and the entire frame of the vehicle began to tremble slightly.

Li Haotian stepped onto the car and slammed his right foot down.

Chu Chu Chu!

A thick plume of black smoke billowed from the exhaust pipe, which then turned into a pure golden-red flame.

The engine of the Jialing 125 roared like a beast, and the body of the vehicle seemed to float slightly, with sparks flying from the tires as they scraped the ground.

"Chen Dong, go to the cannery and leave the door open for me."

Li Haotian twisted the accelerator, and like a golden-red lightning bolt, he shot straight out of the garage.

The frame of the Jialing 125 creaked and groaned, as if it might fall apart at any moment under such terrifying force.

"Holy crap! Is that a Jialing or a rocket?"

Chen Dong stood frozen in place, watching the red light disappear around the street corner.

On the highway, the wind howled in my ears.

Li Haotian's blond hair stood on end in the wind, and the golden light in his eyes drew two long trails in the night.

The hands on the dial had long since exceeded the limit, stuck at the very end and trembling incessantly.

"Brother Dazhu, you're going 210 km/h right now, isn't this car going to explode?"

Su Wan's terrified scream came through the earpiece.

"Don't worry, if it dares to explode, I'll just crush it into an iron ball."

Ahead was the highway entrance to the northern suburbs, where three red Ferraris were driving side by side, occupying all the lanes.

The Zhao family crest was affixed to the roof of the car, and the engine roared arrogantly.

"What's that up ahead? Why is there a glowing red dot getting closer?"

The young man in the lead Ferrari saw a ball of flame hurtling towards him through the rearview mirror.

"Haha, looks like a poor guy on a motorcycle, maybe a Jialing motorcycle deliveryman?"

The Ferrari rolled down its window, and several rich kids gave the middle finger to the people behind them.

"Hey buddy, need a hand? Your beat-up car's about to fall apart!"

The laughter sounded extremely harsh in the wind.

Li Haotian didn't slow down at all; instead, he poured the golden-red energy into his body again.

The Jialing 125's exhaust pipe emitted a loud bang, and the blue tail flame turned into a dazzling gold.

boom!

The sound of the sound barrier breaking exploded across the highway.

The motorcycle, like a red-hot dagger, instantly sliced ​​into the gap between the three Ferraris.

In that instant, the massive blast wave sent the three sports cars swaying violently from side to side.

As Li Haotian overtook the Ferrari on the far left, he lightly lifted his left foot and touched the other car's rearview mirror with his toes.

Click!

The rearview mirror, made of special materials, was kicked away, and the force also dented the car door.

"you!"

The rich kid driving the car screamed and slammed the steering wheel all the way to the floor.

Three sports cars performed a death waltz on the highway.

The tires screeched violently against the ground, emitting thick smoke, and finally crashed head-on into the middle of the road with a loud bang.

Li Haotian saw this scene in the rearview mirror, touched his lips with his right index finger, and casually flicked his hand backward.

That was a kiss blown to the Zhao family.

"Brother Dazhu, that flying kiss of yours is probably enough to make Old Master Zhao so angry he'll crawl out of his coffin."

Su Wan's voice softened a little.

"We're almost there. The cannery's defensive perimeter is just one kilometer ahead."

"Watch out, the infrared sensors have locked onto you!"

Li Haotian stared at the dark factory buildings in front of him.

Several streaks of cold blue aurora swept across the top of the factory building, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of rotting lilies.

"Lin Mo, hold on tight, we're going to raid Han Dehai's hideout."

He twisted the handlebars hard, and the front wheel of the Jialing 125 lifted off the ground, crashing through the factory gate like a roaring tiger.

Bulletproof glass shards rained down, and the purple cocoon of light behind him shone brightly.

Deep within that dark factory, a pair of huge, bloodshot purple eyes were slowly opening.

Li Haotian squeezed the handle, feeling the intense hostility, but a smile appeared on his lips instead.

"Han Dehai, your package has arrived. Please sign for it."