Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 277: Catch my punch before you are qualified to talk to me

As soon as Zhang Baogang stepped into Huanshe Mountain, the air around him seemed to solidify instantly, and a murderous aura hit him in the face.

Immediately, a group of people surrounded Zhang Bao like a tide. Each of them had a ferocious face and bloodthirsty eyes, as if they were evil spirits crawling out from the depths of hell.

Zhang Bao knew clearly in his heart that these people were not just pretending, but were truly evil. In Zhanzhou, a place that was like a cannibalistic hell, no one who could survive to this day was a simple character.

Everyone here must have gone through countless life-and-death tests to become as ferocious as they are today.

The leader was a man who looked older. He squinted his eyes, with a look of vigilance and suspicion. He carefully looked at Zhang Bao, and then asked tentatively, "Out-of-state?"

His voice was hoarse and low, like an old wooden door creaking in the wind, full of vicissitudes and vigilance.

Zhang Bao nodded slightly and was about to speak.

But without any warning, the group of people rushed towards him like mad beasts, waving a variety of weapons in their hands, which flashed cold light under the sunlight, as if they wanted to tear Zhang Bao into pieces in an instant.

Zhang Bao frowned, feeling unhappy but not panicking at all. His eyes were fierce, and he took a step forward.

At the same time, he whispered, "God said, let there be light!"

The next moment, a ray of light suddenly lit up like a dazzling sun!

The light was so hot and strong that it instantly dispelled the surrounding darkness and illuminated the entire valley like daylight.

The group of people who rushed towards Zhang Bao were blinded by the sudden strong light. They subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands and stopped involuntarily. The originally fierce offensive collapsed in an instant. Everyone looked astonished, as if they were stunned by the scene before them.

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"Boss! Something big happened!"

In a dark and damp cave, a figure rushed in panic like a frightened bird.

The cave was filled with a pungent smell of blood and decay, and the moss on the surrounding stone walls was faintly glowing with a layer of cold green light.

And deep in the cave, a figure who was not tall but exuded a terrifying aura was squatting on the ground.

In his hand he held tightly a rusty knife, the blade of which was stained with blood, and he was cutting the flesh of a man lying twitching on the ground.

The people on the ground had their tongues pulled out long ago, and could only groan in pain. The sound echoed in the silent cave, as if it was a wail from hell.

Hearing the panicked voice behind him, the figure slowly stood up.

He turned around, and the shadow of the mountain just covered his face. All that could be seen was a hint of extreme displeasure at being disturbed. His slightly hoarse voice sounded dully in the cave: "What are you panicking about? What happened?"

There was a hint of impatience and intimidation in his words, which made people tremble with fear.

The man swallowed hard, his throat visibly moving, and said tremblingly: "There's a guy from out of state who said he wanted to find you outside, and none of the brothers could stop him!"

There was a hint of fear in his eyes, and it was unclear whether it was fear of the out-of-state man's strength or fear of the person in front of him.

"Oh?"

When the figure heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Looking for me? Could it be a benefactor?"

There was a hint of doubt and expectation in his voice, as if in this dark world, he had been waiting for someone to appear who could change his destiny.

As he spoke, he pushed away the person who came to report to him. His action was extremely rough, and the person who was pushed staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He suddenly rushed out of the cave, his steps were quick and powerful, as if he was impatient.

As he came out of the cave, the slightly dazzling sunlight shone on his face, making him squint his eyes.

In the sunlight, one can clearly see his face covered with scars. The childishness of the past has long disappeared without a trace, replaced by an indelible ruthlessness.

The scars on his face seemed to be the mark of his survival in this cruel world, and each one told an unknown bloody story.

He is Jin Zaijia, whom Li Zhi rescued before!

The once thin young boy has now been completely changed in this purgatory of Zhanzhou and has become a ruthless character that everyone fears.

Jin Zai, filled with gratitude to Li Zhi for saving his life, ran quickly to the noisy place at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, a group of people were gathered there, and the atmosphere was as tense as a bowstring that was about to break.

The people who had originally surrounded Zhang Bao, after seeing Zhang Bao's strength, all had fear on their faces. Although they surrounded him, they did not dare to attack Zhang Bao again.

Now that they saw that the golden disaster had finally come to their boss, the panic-stricken looks on their faces were instantly swept away.

In their simple and crude understanding, their boss was at least one of the top three powerful figures in the dangerous land of Zhanzhou. It seemed that as long as he was there, it was like having an indestructible backer. They instantly felt confident and their backs straightened up.

So, one by one they hurriedly made way, and Jin Zai walked in directly as if he was in an empty place.

When Jin Zai saw the face of the person surrounded by the crowd, the joy that had originally flashed in his eyes instantly turned into deep disappointment like a flame extinguished by cold water.

The light in those eyes suddenly dimmed, as if they had suddenly fallen from the peak of hope into the abyss of despair.

This huge psychological contrast was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, which instantly caused a thousand waves and made it even more difficult for Jin Zai, who already had a bad temper, to control his emotions.

His face suddenly became terribly gloomy, and he shouted at Zhang Bao in a bad tone: "Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Bao took a look at Jin Zai and was slightly shocked. Although he had known from the intelligence he had collected that Jin Zai was only a child of twelve or thirteen years old, he still couldn't believe it when he saw Jin Zai with his own eyes.

The man in front of him, who exuded a strong murderous aura, didn't look like a child at all. The fierceness and maturity in his eyes were far beyond his imagination.

However, Zhang Bao was a man who had experienced many ups and downs and seen the world. He quickly recovered from this brief surprise.

He was not from Yong country, but had lived in small countries that were like hell since he was a child. There, he witnessed too much cruelty and blood, and experienced countless life and death tests.

Therefore, he actually had a kind of empathy for the experience of the gold disaster.

In that hellish environment, the only way to survive is to turn yourself into a ferocious monster, abandon all weakness and kindness, and arm yourself with cruelty and determination. Only then will you have a chance of survival.

Seeing that Zhang Bao didn't say anything, Jin Zai couldn't help but frown. His already slightly ferocious face now looked even more intimidating.

Although he could see that Zhang Bao was no ordinary person, he could feel an invisible pressure from Zhang Bao's temperament and demeanor.

However, Jin Zai showed no fear.

The reason he was able to survive in the chaos of Zhanzhou was his extraordinary ruthlessness and his reckless fighting spirit. In his world, there were no such words as retreat and fear, only courage to move forward, even in the face of the threat of death.

Just a slight frown from Jin Zai made Zhang Bao clearly feel an extremely strong hostility.

The hostility seemed to be materialized, like a sharp sword, stabbing straight at him.

He knew in his heart that if he didn't speak up, this impulsive and violent man would attack him without hesitation.

The pressure of this situation made Zhang Bao involuntarily say: "My master wants to talk to you."

As soon as he said this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He never imagined that he would be forced into such an embarrassing situation by a little child. It was really a great irony.

Before he could think about the reason, he heard Jin Zai's slightly hoarse voice: "Only those who can take my punch are qualified to talk to me!"

As he spoke, Jin Zai's right hand, which was wrapped in thick bandages, suddenly burst out with an extremely sharp aura.

The aura was like a materialized sharp edge, smashing towards Zhang Bao rapidly!