DRAGON DIVISION [Dragon Division]
Chapter 10: Three Kinds of People We Can't Play With

Li Dazhuang had already accumulated a lot of anger from not being able to deliver a single blow. This time, when he saw Xu Cheng flicking his finger at him and provoking him, his inner rage ignited like a gunpowder barrel.

With a deep shout, he charged out and swung his fist towards Xu Cheng at full force. Xu Cheng slapped his fist, while his other hand clenched and landed on Li Dazhuang's stomach.

The pain made Li Dazhuang's stomach fluid flow back into his throat, making him almost vomit.

Li Dazhuang took a step back. Embarrassed, he rubbed his stomach for a while and then let go of a twisting kick. Xu Cheng raised his knee and blocked his kick, then immediately stepped forward to land another punch in Li Dazhuang's stomach.

Holy hooch!

This time, the stomach fluid that was still piling up in his throat finally came out of his mouth.

Li Dazhuang wiped the liquid from his mouth and then went berserk, throwing two fists back towards Xu Cheng. The latter casually aimed his punch with two slaps, and then with agile speed, he stepped forward and punched Li Dazhuang's stomach again and again!

Holy hooch!

Li Dazhuang vomited again, his face turning pale due to all the pain he was in. He took a few steps back trembling, and Xu Cheng took advantage of his momentum and started landing more blows on his stomach. His punch was as fast as in Ip Man; he chased after Li Dazhuang for a full 5 seconds, landing around 4 punches per second!

In the end, Li Dazhuang finally fell flat on his back with all four of his limbs raised, causing a deep explosion on the stage floor. Everyone rushed onto the stage and saw white foam coming out from Li Dazhuang's mouth.

Then, they heard Li Dazhuang say to Xu Cheng in a tone that sounded like he had no purpose in life anymore, “Kamu... only know how to punch my stomach?”

“Don't I tell you, I only know one or two things.” Xu Cheng's words made Li Dazhuang speechless.

Ran Jing looked at Li Dazhuang on the floor who looked like he was convulsing with white foam coming out of his mouth and his eyes were spinning backwards. "Are you okay?"

Li Dazhuang went back on his knees and continued to vomit after his two comrades helped him up.

Xu Cheng saw this troublemaker finally resolved, so he turned around and immediately left the gym.

The two comrades kept patting Li Dazhuang on the back to help with the airflow while saying, “See you are trying to show off. In the end, you're the one who got.”

The other colleague also patted Li Dazhuang on the shoulder with sympathy and sighed, “You managed to play the role of the villain who was slapped in the face by the main character.”

“Enough, don't make him feel worse. She's not feeling well, take her to the hospital. Why adult men* cry like this.”

The two colleagues looked at Ran Jing with strange expressions on their faces and asked, “Jing, are you sure the identity of the area police of that person is not fake?”

The current Ran Jing was also stunned by the result, not knowing how to answer it.

He quietly said, “That guy must have a story. Just judging from the operation of the one-handed weapon and its accuracy, he is definitely not simple.”

- At night -

Xu Cheng went to the police station to take his shift. When he arrived in the dressing room to put on his uniform, the old co-worker told him, “You shouldn't take the night shift.” (TL Note: old fried means someone who is very experienced and fluent in all situations, such as greasy fried)

Xu Cheng knew the water was deep here, so he asked back, “What happened to that friend's face this morning?”

“Taking care of the wrong affairs,” said his colleague. “At night, in Shangcheng, especially the area we patrol which is the most prosperous part of the city, many people are out. Those who are able to enjoy the nightlife are usually the rich and powerful, and you will be able to see all kinds of exotic cars on the road. They were the ones we were trying to avoid by the patrolmen. The friend tried to save a beautiful woman but was beaten. In a place like this, it is better to save yourself from trouble whenever you can. Tonight, I'll just take you around the area.”

Xu Cheng nodded. He wore the uniform and the gun he had just given him today and looked in the mirror. Then, he got on that old motorcycle and got out.

The old fellow who was watching him tonight was Zhang Ruian, who was already a bit old. The reason he was given the nickname Old Fritter was because he had been here for 7 years and already knew all the distribution of power and power in the area, including people who should not be harassed by the police. The reason the instructor was most confident in handing over the night shift to him and having him keep an eye on Xu Cheng was not because of his skill, either, but because he knows who shouldn't be upset and how not to let bad things hit the fan.

Zhang Ruian and Xu Cheng got on a motorcycle and went to the school campus to check the safety situation of the students who had just exited their night classes. After Xu Cheng gave Zhang Ruian a cigarette, he tipped Xu Cheng, “Remember, in the deep waters of Shangcheng, there are three types of people we cannot mess with.”

“People with tattoos on the chest, people with supercars, and beautiful women.”

Xu Cheng frowned. “Wait, why is that?”

After smoking again, Zhang Ruian said, “The first type belongs to the underground world of Shangcheng. Although in the presence of the government of his country, darkness can only stay in darkness and will die immediately if exposed to light, but they still exist. All members of the underground triad now had a bright and positive identity as they tried to change course, but that didn't mean they changed their minds. So, don't mess with those tattooed on the chest, as the four local big triads of old Shangcheng are still around. Of course, we are the police and obviously not afraid of them, but who can promise that they will not disturb our family? People with supercars. To be honest, Shangcheng was the center of the country's trade and economy, and it was the big corporations and the rich that were the pillars of the city's buffer. They are favored by the government, so in the end we are the one serving them.”

Xu Cheng was curious. “Wait, why beautiful women?”

Zhang Ruian immediately laughed. “As the most prosperous city in the country, how many women do not come here for money? Out of the entire city, Shangcheng received the most number of young and beautiful girls each year, and what did they come here for? Of course, to exchange their youth for a luxurious life. So, the prettier girls are usually supported by a sugar daddy with a big background, and that is something we cannot play around with.”

Xu Cheng nodded in agreement.