It's a shame that the anticipated scenario of dealing with some punks forcing me to reveal my second-stage thug form and then beating them up until they kneel hasn't happened to Qin Shi.
Maybe it's because the low cottages in the deep alleys aren't that valuable, things are unusually calm around here.
Occasionally, I hear neighbors from across the street or next door gathering and whispering about who got beaten yesterday, and who had their water and electricity cut off today.
"The renovation and demolition project hasn't even started, and the monstrous opportunists are already jumping out to suck blood."
Back in his shack, Qin Shi pulled the light cord, and a dim light spread, illuminating the narrow space.
The house was empty and cold. He had arranged for his younger sister Qin Lan to stay at a female classmate's house.
