The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 190 A Thief Meets a Thief

Looking at the brand new door that appeared in front of him, Sun Yuankai's heart was full of rage. He wanted to utter countless swear words but he didn't dare to, so he could only hold them in his stomach.

I walked thousands of miles with great difficulty, suffered a lot, and even paid the price of my life time and time again, searching for Lin Bufan. But you told me that there are traces and auras left by Lin Bufan in that world, but they are very faint.

He has already left!

If that's the case, why did you torture me so severely in the end using the excuse of mission failure?

Is it my fault that I can't find anyone?

No, no matter how you look at it, it's your fault. The fundamental reason is that you didn't send me to the world with Lin Bufan.

But Sun Yuankai didn't dare to say it, and could only look at the new door very frustratedly, hoping that there would be no mistakes this time. What made him even more headache was that the power he had swallowed before would be greatly weakened as the world changed, and only one tenth of it could be brought into the new body.

However, he had neither the capital nor the qualifications to resist, and could only be freed by completing his mission.

The pain and hatred in his heart continued to accumulate with each death and rebirth, and there could only be one target for venting: Lin Bufan!

A familiar feeling filled his whole body, followed by an unfamiliar dizziness. A huge amount of information flooded into his mind and rolled around, making him feel miserable.

Sun Liuyuan, a five-bag disciple of the Beggar Gang, a third-rate gangster, proficient in the mourning stick technique, dog-beating stick technique, and bronze hammer hand. He is a small leader of the Jinling City branch, and Jinling City is the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Sun Yuankai was speechless for a moment. He seemed to have chosen the place with the most prosperous military luck, rather than the place with the strongest luck. Why did he end up in the capital again? You know, the government here is too powerful, and someone like him could easily get into trouble.

Sun Yuankai knew that his biggest problem was that he could not integrate into the new world, even though he had a vague memory. If he could understand everything just by flipping through books, he would have become a god of war long ago. His talent was to devour, and he devoured power rather than knowledge.

Suddenly, Sun Yuankai felt increasingly sleepy, breathing became a little difficult, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Then his eyes went black and he knew nothing.

Such a familiar feeling. Did I trigger some flag that will kill me from the start?

Even worse than the last world, he died before he could fully absorb his memories. Was this world even more dangerous? Sun Yuankai had no other options. He had only one place to stay in this world, and therefore only one place to respawn: the place where he had just awakened: a slightly ornate room.

Weird, there's something weird!

A beggar in tattered clothes appeared in a gorgeous room late at night and was killed. There must be some unexpected events that he was not aware of.

In the rebirth space, Sun Yuankai's soul checked Sun Liuyuan's memory and sadly discovered that he had not received this body for enough time and had no memory of this room or its owner. His memory last stopped at begging for alcohol, and then met a "fat sheep", and was about to make a fortune in the evening.

The time to stay in the rebirth space is limited, and staying for a long time will be harmful to the soul. Sun Yuankai was reborn in a hurry without thinking too much. His body was fully recovered at this moment. Sun Yuankai jumped up and found that this was a rather luxurious guest room with half-open windows, the door was closed but not locked, and the bedding on the bed was messy, obviously someone had been there before.

"Is this, the Tianshanglai Inn?" An inexplicable memory suddenly came to him, and he knew that he was in one of the top ten luxurious inns in the entire Jinling City. There was nothing wrong with the inn itself, but the problem was that the force behind the inn was Shaolin, one of the six sects in the martial arts world.

Did Sun Liuyuan drink too much yellow wine, or did he have his brain damaged by someone? He actually dared to sneak into the inn from the sky to make trouble. Just looking at his tattered nightgown, the blowpipe in his hand, and the sleeping pills that had not yet dissipated in the air, Sun Yuankai knew what had happened without even having to think about it.

With a slight "creak", the door was pushed open. Sun Yuankai shuddered and woke up immediately. However, this was not the time to receive the body's memory. He had to escape from danger as soon as possible. If he was caught in this place, his identity would definitely become very embarrassing.

From Sun Liuyuan's memory, Sun Yuankai knew clearly the status of Shaolin in the martial arts world. It was second only to the Mingjiao and Wudang, and was ranked among the top forces in the martial arts world. There were many masters among them, and the number was even higher than that of the Mingjiao and Wudang. It was just that the top masters were not outstanding, which was why it ranked third. However, it was definitely not someone that the Beggar Gang could afford to offend.

"You didn't die after being hit by my palm? You are not an ordinary Beggar Gang disciple, are you?" A sinister voice sounded. As the palm came down, Sun Yuankai moved sideways and barely avoided it. However, he didn't expect that the bald man opposite him with a gloomy face had great kung fu. He flipped his palm and his movements were extremely flexible. His speed was not even comparable to yours. With a "pa" sound, he hit him hard.

Sun Yuankai spat out a mouthful of blood and took advantage of the momentum to fall out of the window, breaking countless bricks and tiles as he rolled down the stairs. The bald man's face suddenly changed, and he jumped up and rushed over, grabbed his body and threw it back into the guest room.

"Ahem, plop~" The familiar dull feeling in his chest told Sun Yuankai how this body had died. The tattered nightgown wasn't like this from the beginning, but was caused by a beating. When he tore open the clothes and saw the clear palm print, a name came out of his mouth: "Shaolin, Vajra Palm, who are you?"

With a creak, the door opened and closed smoothly, and a short figure flashed in. "Why are you making such a loud noise?"

The bald man groaned and said coldly: "A blind thief actually found me, the Buddha. He wanted to knock me down with just a sleeping pill. I almost got fooled by him just now." Thinking of how he panicked and slapped him and ran away in a hurry, he quickly reacted and turned back, fearing that the thief would escape.

The thin man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks, dressed in rather luxurious clothes, stepped forward and tore off Sun Liuyuan's veil. After briefly examining his body, he knocked him down and said in a cold voice, "Beggars' Sect disciples, perhaps they are spies from the Han court. We have been discovered."

The bald man was shocked when he heard this, "Isn't he a thief who is trying to steal money? The way he is dressed..."

The thin figure casually took out a sheet, wrapped Sun Yuankai completely, and carried him out of the window. Before leaving, he kicked over the stool in front of the window, and the kettle fell and shattered. "I will take this person away and deal with him. You can try to deceive him here. It should be easier to do so in this inn with your status as a master. If that doesn't work, just say that it was the people next door who tried to attack you by surprise."

The bald man said: "Aren't you my neighbor?" But this method is very clever. The dwarf is one of us and will definitely not refute it. He is even ready to leave to protect himself.

If it comes to fighting, I am definitely not afraid of him, but when it comes to martial arts skills, even ten of me cannot compare to this dwarf.

At this moment, there were constant noises in the Tianshanglai Inn, and a burst of hurried footsteps came from afar. The bald man glanced at the blowpipe on the ground, hurriedly moved closer and took a deep breath. Suddenly he felt a slight dizziness, and his whole body staggered and became a little unstable.

The door was pushed open and several figures rushed in, "Master, is there..." The leader was the waiter on night duty. Seeing the room was a little messy, the bald man walking unsteadily and shaking his head from time to time, and the blowpipe on the ground, he was immediately shocked.

The bald man slapped his own bald head, pointed at the window, and fell headfirst onto the bed without saying a word.

"what happened?"

"Replying to the shopkeeper, I'm afraid some thieves have set their sights on this master and have been repelled by him."

"Humph, in the capital of the Great Ming Dynasty, under the feet of the Holy Emperor, someone actually dared to come to my inn and cause trouble. Are they trying to take advantage of my Shaolin disciples' weak martial arts skills? Investigate!"