I really don't want to be an official if I transmigrate into Qi Tongwei's life.

Chapter 42, one word: dry.

With only a dozen or so thugs left, Qi Tongwei felt much less pressure and had to launch into a verbal attack.

He arrogantly pointed his baton at the thugs, "You sons of bitches, with your fighting skills, you dare to show yourselves off? You should go home and inherit your dad's small plot of land instead of embarrassing yourselves."

"You son of a bitch, don't you dare run away!"

Qi Tongwei jumped three times in a row, full of energy. "Is this what you call running? A bunch of illiterate people who haven't even finished elementary school. They don't even understand the basics of retreating when the enemy advances and advancing when the enemy retreats. They're a bunch of idiots who only know how to use their pig brains."

"Fuck you, brothers, let's all beat him up!"

"Fuck him, fuck him!"

"Dry"

Five thugs rushed over angrily. The cunning but cowardly ones wanted to rest and let others wear them down first before they went up to take advantage of the situation.

Qi Tongwei liked to take them down one by one; if all the thugs swarmed at him at once, it would be really difficult to deal with them.

Holy shit.

Qi Tongwei roared and charged forward.

"Fuck your mother!"

The three thugs in front of him swung their knives at the same time.

Qi Tongwei quickly dodged to the side, slipping away like a fish to the back.

"Your mother's"

He swung the bat hard, hitting one of the thugs on the head, and then kicked the last thug in the chest, sending him flying several meters away.

"Fuck your mother!"

Three thugs turned and slashed at him with their knives. Qi Tongwei swung his knife with all his might, and the force of the blow made the thugs' arms go numb.

"Fuck your sister!"

Qi Tongwei kicked one of the thugs away, then slashed left and right, leaving the two thugs with bloodied heads.

"Run him over and kill him!" Ah Kun roared.

Three vans hurtled toward Qi Tongwei.

Qi Tongwei sped to the roadside, picked up a stone, and hurled it hard.

With a loud bang.

The windshield was shattered.

The thug slammed on the brakes, forgot his seatbelt, and was thrown out, landing on the hood of the car, his face covered in blood from the broken glass, screaming in pain.

"Run him over"

Two vans accelerated toward Qi Tongwei from the left and right.

Qi Tongwei ran towards the front of a van.

"Run him over"

The thug was acting like a madman, only wanting to run over Qi Tongwei and kill him.

Just before the collision, Qi Tongwei leaped high into the air, much like Michael Jordan.

Bang.

With a loud crash, the two vans collided despite the high speed. The thug swerved and slammed his head against the car window, his face covered in blood, and he was knocked unconscious.

The remaining thugs were dumbfounded; damn, that's strong.

Ah Kun was on the verge of tears, wondering how he could explain this to his elder brother.

Qi Tongwei, alone with his stick, walked confidently and gracefully toward the thugs, exuding the air of a chivalrous hero.

"Brother Kun, what should we do?"

The thug trembled with fear, having lost all confidence in facing Qi Tongwei, this god of death.

Ah Kun kicked his underling again. "Damn it, trying to disrupt our morale at a time like this, you deserve to be executed!"

"Brothers, we've been fighting for so long, this kid's not made of iron, he must be tired. Let's all charge in and kill him!"

The thugs looked at Qi Tongwei and saw that he didn't seem tired at all; he was clearly a little excited.

Qi Tongwei stopped three meters away from the thug.

"Kneel down and kowtow twice to Grandpa, then you can get lost; otherwise, you're in for a beating."

The thug was stunned. This was definitely a prosecutor; what difference was there between him and us?

Of course there's a difference; one has a license, and the other doesn't.

Ah Kun can't be the first to run away, otherwise how will he lead his underlings in the future?

We have to bite the bullet and do it.

"Brothers, stop listening to his nonsense. He's deliberately stalling for time. He's tired. Let's kill him!"

Qi Tongwei took a step back, his face full of surprise. "Wow, kid, you're really smart!"

"I'll fuck your mother."

Ah Kun led the charge, followed by his underlings swarming in. A beating was inevitable, so they had to face it bravely.

"Fuck your mother!"

Qi Tongwei's mouth is full of foul language, which makes him more energetic when he does things.

He charged left and right, darting nimbly among the thugs, taking them down one by one.

After a chaotic battle, only Ah Kun remained standing, his face covered in blood.

He was also forcing himself to stay strong, because even if the leader had to fall, he had to be the last one to fall.

Qi Tongwei shook his wrist. This was just a warm-up, how come everyone collapsed? It's boring, not fun, not fun at all.

"You motherfucker, still acting tough? I'm not going to give up, I'm back again!"

Ah Kun is now in a difficult situation; if he were to collapse, it would be even more embarrassing.

"Damn it, you've offended my older brother. Let's see how long you can stay in Jingzhou."

Go to hell!

Qi Tongwei charged forward and delivered a flying kick. Ah Kun chickened out and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, remember this: from now on, in Jingzhou, only I, Qi Tongwei, can act tough."

"Damn it, couldn't they have picked a rainy day? It's so hot I'm dying!"

Qi Tongwei ran towards his secondhand motorcycle.

The thug lying on the ground finally breathed a sigh of relief. This living devil not only kills people but also destroys their spirit; he's nothing like a good person.

Qi Tongwei picked up the second-hand motorcycle, revved the engine, and surprisingly, it was still working.

He got on his motorcycle and sped away.

"I'm going to meet your boss and make him give you a raise, you bunch of idiots."

The thug was so angry he almost vomited blood. "Damn it, can't you watch your mouth?"

Jinhao Nightclub.

The grand and imposing gate gives off a nouveau riche vibe just by standing outside.

"Sir, we are not open for business yet."

A receptionist in a suit stopped Qi Tongwei.

"I'm looking for your boss, Lu Peng, and telling him that I, Qi Tongwei, have arrived."

Qi Tongwei ignored the receptionist and barged inside.

"Sir, please wait a moment, or I'll call security."

Qi Tongwei shoved the front desk aside, yelling, "You son of a bitch, get Lu Peng out here right now!"

Immediately, the receptionist realized that the other party had come with ill intentions and was deliberately looking for trouble.

The receptionist immediately picked up the walkie-talkie, shouting, "Someone's causing trouble! Someone's causing trouble! Security is on their way!"

Qi Tongwei turned around and kicked the walkie-talkie at the front desk.

The receptionist was terrified. "Brother, I'm just a receptionist."

Qi Tongwei went straight up the stairs to the third floor.

A group of security guards rushed to the front desk with rubber batons.

Where are they?

"He went up to the third floor to see the boss."

"Quickly, brothers, if they dare to cause trouble at Jinhao Nightclub, they're asking for it. Beat them up as soon as you see them. I'll take responsibility if anything happens. Killing or crippling them is a minor matter."

Lu Peng's office.

"Brother, Qi Tongwei is here. Should we notify the police station?"

Ah Bao was cautious. Since the group of people couldn't stop Qi Tongwei, there was no need to continue the head-on confrontation.

Lu Peng leaned back in his chair, puffing on a cigarette.

"No need. Let the security guards play with him, but don't kill him. If the nightclub closes for a day, that kid won't earn as much as he does in a lifetime."

Ah Bao wanted to say, "Brother, there's absolutely no need to worry so much. These security guards are pretty dangerous."

Qi Tongwei went up to the third floor, where five security guards with rubber batons stopped him.

Get out of here right now!

Qi Tongwei pulled out a baton and yelled, "Get the hell out of here!"