Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1605 - 877: The Dazzling One (Part 2)

"Mr. Wang, you know Mr. Wang?" The leopard-print girl looked at him strangely.

Yan Tianpeng maintained his composure, appearing profound and unmeasurable: "I dealt with some things for him before. My name is Wu Yunzhi, go and ask around!"

Now he’s someone of identity, and in this situation, admitting cowardice would satisfy the vanity of these young people. Once they’ve had their fun, they’ll naturally let them go.

The leopard-print girl looked even more perplexed, she took out her phone and dialed a number: "Dad, do you know someone named Wu Yunzhi?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

A man’s voice came through the speaker: "What Wu Yunzhi, what kind of thing is that? Come home early tonight! Don’t mess around outside!"

The leopard-print girl hung up the phone, looking at Yan Tianpeng with a half-smiling, half-mocking expression.

"Hahaha!" The room erupted in laughter, the young crowd laughed until their stomachs hurt.

Yan Tianpeng was dumbfounded: "You’re Mr. Wang’s daughter?"

Then he realized why this girl could summon so many youngsters so easily—after all, being in charge of a club, having a wide network was normal.

After they had laughed enough, a stocky young man raised a steel pipe, his expression sour: "You bastard, you dare to fool me, I’ll beat you to death today!"

The situation became difficult to handle.

However, Zhang Chi, who had been silent, wasn’t concerned about some Mr. Wang or whoever. Recklessly, he cursed at them: "Screw you, a bunch of worthless punks!"

Back in the day, when Qi Tianheng had people beat him, he sent eight strong athletes, but Zhang Chi, with his strong physique, managed to break free.

And most of these young people in front of him were as thin as monkeys; would Zhang Chi be afraid?

The leopard-print girl stopped laughing.

The stocky young man, feeling smug after dealing with an unseeing car owner, upon hearing these words, raised his steel pipe, intending to hit Zhang Chi on the face.

Yan Tianpeng quickly intervened: "Brother, brother, don’t act impulsively!"

Zhang Chi and the young man cursed at each other across Yan Tianpeng, their anger building with every insult.

...

On a nearby road.

Jiang Ning rode his bike, taking Tongtong and Chuchu for a late-night snack. Since Jiang Ning came along, nights had become as safe as daytime.

Tongtong: "There was a place selling fireworks by the river dam earlier. I saw one that you could hold and it would shoot fireworks constantly—it was so fun. Let’s buy it after dinner."

Xue Chuchu, being rational, said: "But by the time we finish, the vendor might have gone home, right?"

Xue Yuantong’s hope was dashed; she huffed: "Chuchu, why do you have to overthink everything!"

Xue Chuchu realized she shouldn’t have said that, fine then.

She sat at the back of the bike, faintly seeing neon lights flicker in the darkness ahead.

"Is someone setting off fireworks?" Xue Chuchu wondered.

Jiang Ning: "That’s not fireworks, it’s the headlights of a car."

Regarding headlights, Jiang Ning was never outdone. He flicked a switch, and his modified titanium-gray electric bike’s lights blazed brightly, transforming into ghost fire mode, with its dazzling lights flashing brilliantly, making Xue Chuchu feel as though she was watching a light show up close.

Jiang Ning rode confidently, heading toward the ghost fire cluster, unsurprisingly finding his path blocked.

Inside the white G-Wagon, Wei Zishan, watching the scene, exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, someone else has arrived."

Unfortunately, Jiang Ning’s electric bike was so cool, he was bathed in its glow, almost blindingly, to the point no one inside the white G-Wagon recognized him.

"Beep beep!" Jiang Ning honked, signaling the obstructing motorbikes in front to move aside.

Amidst the crowd ahead, a stocky young man almost got into a scuffle with Zhang Chi when suddenly a horn sounded from behind, prompting him to curse: "Damn, who’s the idiot causing trouble!"

He grabbed his steel pipe, aggressively heading for Jiang Ning, squinting slightly from the blinding light: "You fool! Stop honking, beep your head off!"

Xue Chuchu buried her face in Tongtong’s hair, knowing sometimes her looks only sparked greater conflict.

Before Jiang Ning could speak, someone in the crowd shouted: "Ah Yuan, hurry up and kick the nuisance birdman out, come fight!"

Upon hearing this, Ah Yuan scrutinized Jiang Ning, vaguely making out he had two girls with him, he sneered: "Wow, what kind of guy—using an electric bike to pull a 3p, haha, scram quickly!"

Xue Chuchu buried her face in embarrassment and anger, what kind of people are they, so uncivilized!

Xue Yuantong mumbled sleepily: ’What, I can beat everything in the game with just 1 player, why would I need 3 players?’

Jiang Ning didn’t say anything, turned the scooter around and left.

Ah Yuan, seeing the other party’s disheveled appearance, couldn’t help but feel smug, laughing, "Another coward!"

Meanwhile, inside the white SUV, Wei Zishan appeared to be under attack again, muttering under her breath, "Damn it, I’m so tempted to just floor it."

Lin Zida said, "Normal people wouldn’t want to get into a confrontation with them."

Ah Yuan glanced at the nearby car and shouted, "What are you guys still doing here?"

Zhuang Jianhui was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a glaring light in the rearview mirror—a scooter, no, a streak of light speeding through!

The night had fallen, stars hidden behind heavy clouds, leaving only patchy moonlight, casting a dim veil over the dark streets.

Jiang Ning grasped the handlebars with both hands, his gaze forward and calm, while the scooter beneath him unleashed a powerful drive, accelerating relentlessly, unstoppable.

With a "boom," it crashed into the electric motorcycle blocking the way. With a loud bang, the electric motorcycle was struck as if by a giant hammer and spun away, its parts scattering.

The titanium gray scooter charged ahead with a torrent-like momentum.

Ah Yuan looked panicked, unable to dodge in time, instinctively holding the steel pipe in front of him.

Another "bang" rang out, and the fragile human body flew like a rag doll, landing harshly on the concrete several meters away, curled up and screaming in pain. The steel pipe in his hand was long gone.

The loud noise alerted the gang gathered in the distance, with dozens of eyes turning simultaneously toward the scene.

The scooter shot to the front of the crowd; Jiang Ning hit the brakes hard, swung the handlebars sharply, and the dazzling scooter executed a perfect 180-degree drift, leaving a flawless tire mark, stopping right before everyone.

He was too dazzling, physically dazzling, and people couldn’t look at him directly, covering their eyes, unable to see his face clearly no matter what.

The woman in leopard print yelled angrily, "Who the hell are you!"

The young men were even more enraged: "You messing with our turf, huh!"

"Looking for death!"

"Try crashing again, I dare you!"

The crowd was buzzing non-stop, very noisy.

Jiang Ning restarted the scooter. Under the boost of Spiritual Power, the scooter had an eject mode, and it shot out like a cannonball, crashing the loudest-mouthed young man into the air with just the front of the scooter.

The other young men were so furious they pulled out weapons—steel pipes, brass knuckles, spring knives: "Get him!"

They swarmed toward the scooter, launching an assault.

Jiang Ning flicked a switch; the lights went off and on, then flashed incessantly and deadly. It was so bright that the young men paused in their tracks, hurriedly covering their eyes.

Jiang Ning initiated the titanium gray scooter, and the superiority of Cavalry over infantry was fully displayed at this moment.

He maneuvered back and forth twice, knocking all the fierce young delinquents into the air.

In the end, those delinquents were crushed and fled in defeat, shouting and scrambling away.

Inside the white SUV, onlookers only saw a blur of light chasing the young delinquents. Even till the end, the light remained brilliantly bright as the delinquents lay sprawled on the ground, screaming non-stop.

Zhuang Jianhui’s eyes were sore from the sight.

Wei Zishan and Lin Zida were dumbfounded—what the hell was that!

On the car, Xue Chuchu was numb, but Tongtong was still excitedly shouting, "Ah Ning, take me for another run!"

Jiang Ning calmly said: "All enemies are vanquished."

Yan Tianpeng, Zhang Chi, and Lu Qiqi were dumbfounded.

Until the streak of light stopped before them, Jiang Ning turned off the lights. Lu Qiqi’s world wavered for a moment, and soon the sense of disorientation vanished, as the real-world scenery returned.

She finally saw clearly the face of the person on the scooter.

Zhang Chi’s jaw almost dropped: "You’re Jiang Ning!"

Xue Yuantong announced with a crisp tone: "Call him—the Scooter God!"