Chapter 1715: Chapter 1701
The driver knew that these people had bad intentions. Especially from their tattoos, it was clear that these guys were no good.
"Look at the tattoos on their wrists, you can tell they’re not to be messed with."
Zhou Ang paused, then followed the driver’s gaze, his eyes landing on one of the men’s wrists.
The intricate pattern, like a complex totem, made Zhou Ang squint his eyes in shock.
This pattern, so familiar! He remembered that when Uncle Fu was sorting through his father’s belongings, he had seen this pattern.
But what this pattern represented, he couldn’t recall now.
Suddenly, Zhou Ang’s heart tightened as he saw the men swarm toward Chu Ge, fists aiming directly at him.
In the nick of time, Zhou Ang thought Chu Ge was about to be pummeled into meat paste, but Chu Ge suddenly leapt behind them, kicking two of them to the ground with both legs.
Zhou Ang clutched his chest, completely forgetting he had a heart condition, and that the biggest taboo was heart strain.
He kept his eyes glued to those men, wanting to get out of the car to assist Chu Ge, but now it looked like his presence would only burden Chu Ge.
Based on what he knew of the history, Chu Ge was a War God, yet he didn’t expect his martial arts to be so proficient. These men seemed tough to handle, but watching Chu Ge smoothly manage them was surprising.
"Sir, your friend is quite skilled."
The driver exclaimed from the side, the intense fighting scene usually only seen on TV playing out right in front of them felt surreal.
His words jerked Zhou Ang back to reality, "Driver, use your phone to call the police! I lost my phone!"
Zhou Ang quickly said.
The driver only then responded, nodding quickly, "Oh right, right, I’ll call the police now!"
The people outside targeted Chu Ge, completely ignoring the driver and Zhou Ang.
"I’m going down to help him!"
Seeing Chu Ge about to be overwhelmed, Zhou Ang reached to open the door, only for it to be shut by the driver with a click.
"Sir, are you crazy? Look at them, they’re obviously out for his life!"
The driver said nervously, if not for the cars blocking his way from behind, he would have driven away!
"Look at your friend, he can handle it, don’t go down and cause more trouble."
The driver analyzed the situation for Zhou Ang while watching the scene outside.
Zhou Ang observed that just earlier, one person tried to attack Chu Ge from behind, prompting his urge to go down and assist.
But he saw Chu Ge skillfully avoiding the attack just in time.
Zhou Ang patted his chest, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the scene.
"Driver, what should we do? We can’t just stand here waiting, can we?"
Zhou Ang worriedly asked.
The driver shook his head, "There’s nothing we can do, we’d just be targets if we go down. Also, it seems they’ve only got it out for your friend."
He sighed, "Your friend doesn’t seem like a troublemaker, so how did he get involved with these characters?"
Owners of the cars behind, seeing the fight, quickly turned around to leave, while the bolder ones stayed to watch, some even took out phones to record the spectacle.
At this moment, Zhou Ang felt helpless.
Outside, Chu Ge fought fiercely, always probing the others, but they never revealed their real martial arts, only using brute force to solve the situation.
The brute force aimed to kill, and Chu Ge suspected they wanted to hide their identities.
As more onlookers gathered, Chu Ge lost the chance to use real martial arts to solve the situation.
Suddenly, police sirens emerged from afar, one guy said to the leader, "Boss, the police are here!"
The leader glared at Chu Ge reluctantly, shocked that Chu Ge had any skills, "Retreat!"
They retreated, and Chu Ge didn’t pursue, knowing even if he caught up, he could only stall them but not resolve it. The legal system here was too binding.
Chu Ge quickly tidied up his clothes. Though he hadn’t suffered, he hadn’t gained anything either.
Getting back in the car, Chu Ge exhaled deeply, feeling like he had just warmed up.
Zhou Ang scrutinized Chu Ge, making the latter uncomfortable, "Stop looking, find a way to deal with the police instead."
With the road now clear, the driver grew bold, "I’ll drive us forward, don’t worry, those behind will definitely tell the police what happened."
But the police had already arrived, giving them no chance to slip away.
Chu Ge glanced sideways at Zhou Ang, signaling him to take over.
Zhou Ang knew, since Chu Ge was new to this era, dealing with the police was still challenging for him.
He exited the vehicle to explain the situation to the police.
Resting inside, Chu Ge closed his eyes. The driver kept glancing at him through the rearview mirror, finally asking, "I’d like to know, where did you learn your martial arts?"
Chu Ge smiled, "My martial arts can’t be learned by others."
"Huh?" The driver was puzzled.
"My martial arts are self-created."
Chu Ge wasn’t boasting. He initially wanted to learn martial arts, but his father forbade it, so he learned secretly at first.
Later, when he was a teenager, a mysterious traveler took him as a martial arts student, secretly teaching him daily.
To his regret, he never saw his teacher’s face; his teacher always wore a mask, never showing true identity.
The driver thought he was bragging, disdainfully remarking, "I say, where did you really learn your martial arts? Maybe I can send my son to learn too."
"As far as I know, in today’s society, with peace and prosperity, why let your son learn martial arts? Is it for health or self-defense against fights?"
Chu Ge slowly opened his eyes to look at the driver, "If it’s for self-defense and fights, there’s the law to protect him, and for health, just find a reputable dojo for training."
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