He achieved the pinnacle of martial arts starting with breaking through the limits of Tiger Fist.

The distance from Shaziwan to the county town is more than ten miles. There are many remote and deserted places along the way, which are suitable for ambushes, especially a hill halfway through the journey.

The road to Shaziwan turns at the hill, and the woods behind the hill extend all the way to the roadside. The woods are dense, the bushes are deep, and the weeds are tall.

Jiang Lin decided to go into the forest to explore and familiarize himself with the terrain, then memorized the place.

Outside the city wall of Changning County, the low-lying shantytowns are jagged and intertwined. The alleys, which have just been rained on, are muddy and twisted, and a stench of mud mixed with animal excrement permeates the entire slum.

Due to delays on the road, it was already completely dark when Jiang Lin arrived outside the county town.

The shantytown was home to all sorts of people, and gangs roamed freely, so Jiang Lin couldn't help but walk around with a degree of caution.

Along the main road into the city, several dark alleys connect, their darkness seemingly leading to another world.

"Stop running!"

"You fucking stop right there."

A shout suddenly came from the alley, followed by a series of chasing footsteps, and Jiang Lin immediately became alert.

First, a dark figure darted out, empty-handed and staggering. Then, three more rushed out, each wielding a sharp blade and looking fierce.

Jiang Lin's eyes met those of the person who had jumped out first, and he froze, "Lin Zheng?"

Lin Zheng recognized Jiang Lin at a glance and ran towards him without saying a word.

"Hey, hey, you bastard..."

Seeing the group of people chasing after him, Jiang Lin couldn't help but curse them under his breath.

As the distance quickly closed, Jiang Lin decisively took two steps back to make way, putting on an air of indifference.

"I..." Lin Zheng's eyes widened. Was he going to just stand by and watch someone die?

Lin Zheng injured his calf and ran slower and slower, and it looked like he was about to be caught up.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out something, and threw it at the three people behind him.

One of them swung his knife horizontally, and with a "bang," limestone exploded everywhere, hitting two people who stopped, covering their eyes.

"This is... the sixth brother!"

The last person bypassed the two who had been hit and continued chasing after them with a knife, showing how much he hated Lin Zheng.

In the chase, the two quickly arrived in front of Jiang Lin.

"If you don't want to die, get lost."

Seeing Jiang Lin take another step back, the man smiled smugly, caught up in a few steps, and brought his sword down on Jiang Lin's head. The sword was powerful and heavy; if it had landed, Jiang Lin would have lost half his life.

"It's over."

At this moment, Lin Zheng was unarmed and injured in the leg, making it difficult for him to dodge, and he was immediately trapped in a deadly situation.

"A mad tiger leans on a tree."

"Bang... Clang."

Lin Zheng opened his eyes wide and watched as the pursuer was thrown out, his knife flying far away.

"???"

This situation was completely unexpected.

Jiang Lin chased after him and kicked him. After kicking, he ignored Lin Zheng and ran away.

"No... wait a minute, will you?"

Lin Zheng hurriedly followed, limping along, afraid of falling even half a step behind.

After a frantic run, the two stopped at the city gate. Jiang Lin looked behind him and, as expected, no one was chasing them.

No matter how rampant this gang is, they certainly wouldn't dare to storm the city gates.

Jiang Lin helped Lin Zheng, who was nearly panting, and asked, "Are you alright?"

"No, it's nothing. I just scraped my leg." Lin Zheng pointed to his calf.

……

Back at the martial arts school, the courtyard was deserted. Fortunately, it was a day off, so no one else noticed.

The majority of the students at Tiger Warrior Martial Arts School are residents of the city, and most of them come from well-off families. So they only need to come early tomorrow morning and don't need to stay overnight at the martial arts school.

"Who are they, and why are they chasing you?"

Lin Zheng was tending to the wound on his leg when Jiang Lin kept asking him questions.

The wound wasn't large and didn't look like a knife wound; it must have been an accidental cut during the escape.

"Those are members of the Wild Wolf Gang. I've killed some of their men before. This area in the south of the city is Wild Wolf Gang territory."

Jiang Lin asked doubtfully, "Then you still dare to go? Isn't that like a lamb entering a tiger's den?"

Lin Zheng curled his lip, "I'm going there to make money. I've been at the martial arts school for almost two months. If I don't try to stay, I'll be doomed when I leave."

"Make money? How?" Jiang Lin was even more puzzled.

Lin Zheng opened his mouth, barely managing to say, "Ambush."

"How much money do people in those shantytowns have? Are you stupid?"

"Gang members have money."

Jiang Lin shrugged. "That would be even more foolish. There are gangs in all four shantytowns—east, west, south, and north. Why don't you choose a place where no one knows you?"

Lin Zheng was taken aback by these words and was speechless for a moment. Finally, he managed to stammer out, "No one else has offended me."

"You old fool, you dare to talk about right and wrong with gangsters?" Jiang Lin pointed at him, somewhat disappointed in him.

"Sixth brother?"

Lin Zheng didn't understand, but he sensed it wasn't a good word. However, he wasn't in the mood to care at the moment. "Everything went smoothly last time, but this time we just had to stumble and fall."

"You've already ambushed them once, they're bound to be on guard next time. Are you really that stupid?"

Jiang Lin was speechless upon hearing his words. "What grudge do you have with that gang?"

"The Wild Wolf Gang".

Lin Zheng's eyes reddened, filled with hatred. "They ruined my family and caused my death. What kind of grudge is that?"

"That means it's a fight to the death." Seeing his low spirits, Jiang Lin was somewhat moved and offered words of comfort:

"Actually, you don't need to worry too much. The Wild Wolf Gang sounds bad just from their name. Once we've mastered martial arts, we can wipe them out with ease."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Lin mentally summarized his experience from watching movies and reading novels in his previous life, and casually remarked, "You can tell a lot from a name. Take the Tianshan Sect for example. You see, its name contains Tianshan, which means it's a territory, so it must be quite powerful."

"Um, where is Tianshan?"

"Never mind that. What do you think the Wild Wolf Gang represents? They're all so tacky."

No matter how many people Lin Zheng had killed, he was still a young man at heart. He became interested and asked, "What about the Eagle Claw Sect? They're the biggest gang in our county."

Seeing that his mood had improved somewhat, Jiang Lin continued:

"The Eagle Claw Sect, huh? They're not simple either. Eagle Claw refers to martial arts techniques and traditions. A sect with a martial arts tradition is definitely not to be underestimated."

Hearing this, Lin Zheng felt much less pressure. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the Wild Wolf Gang only had a few dozen people, so he really didn't need to feel so much pressure.

"You saved my life today, and I have nothing to repay you with." As he spoke, Lin Zheng took out a money pouch from his pocket, which was still covered in lime.

"This money is just a small token of my appreciation," she said, handing the money pouch to Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin took it and tossed it in his hand; it weighed about four or five ounces.

Seeing Lin Zheng's reluctant yet resolute expression, she tossed it back to him.

"I won't take the money; consider it a favor you owe me. But... you can give me two packets of that lime."