The World a Hundred Years Later!

"Faster catch that red-haired kid!"

"Bastard! How dare you steal? !"

"Stop! ! I'm going to rip your head off!"

Along an alley in Fengyun city's Hongfeng district.

Two adult burly men were roaring furiously as they chased their target.

The young man, who was munching a baguette, did not stop. Instead, he sped up his escape.

Although stealing was immoral, it was nothing compared to death.

If Lin Feng did not find a way to get something to eat, he would become a rat's meal!

After kicking over the "Best Clubs of 2120" billboard, he realised he was at a dead end!

"Damn it! What place is this? !"

This was not Lin Feng's first unlucky encounter.

Over the past two days, he felt like a child abandoned by God.

Or, he was blessed.

He had died in a car accident.

When he opened his eyes again, he was awakened by a beam of light.

He thought he was in hell or heaven.

But after walking for a while, he realised that he was in a normal human world.

However, this was a hundred years later!

He rejoiced that he was revived in the future world.

However, he struggled surviving — he was penniless and had no relatives.

He only knew some simple fighting skills as a street thug before his resurrection.

That's all he knew.

None of the shops on the street were willing to take him in, with his questionable identity and origin.

Furthermore, with his cell phone from 100 years ago, shop owners believed that he had escaped from a mental hospital!

He was helpless. In order to survive, he had to take risks.

He shall pay the price with two big men over 190 cm, ready to beat him up and throw him into the sewer.

He could only chew faster as he had no way else to go.

It was better to be beaten up than to starve to death.

As he was about to turn and change his route, the two burly men blocked his escape path.

"Puff... puff... ! Kid! I dare you to run!"

"I'm going to shove your head into your butt!"

The two burly men clenched their fists as they panted heavily.

This thin and weak "little mouse" made their eyes flashed with a fierce light!

After taking a few steps forward, the big bald man swung his fist!

Lin Feng was very agile. He knew how to use his skinny body and the narrow space to dodge.

But this did not improve his situation.

After a few consecutive missed punches, the two big men became even more furious!

"Ah! !"

While Lin Feng was unaware, the bald man lowered his body, rushed forward and grabbed his neck!

The other man swung his fist!

Bang! Bang! !

The punching sound hitting his body resounded through the narrow alley.

"Kid! Our gang's territory covers this street! Where did you get the guts to steal here? !"

"Do you know how long the previous person who did this stayed in the hospital?"

While the other party was speaking, Lin Feng found an opportunity to bite his arm!

"Ah! ! !"

This heart-wrenching pain made him jump!

He had to let go of his hands which were restraining Lin Feng.

"FUCK! !"

The other man wanted to knock Lin Feng down in one punch and punched harder!

But his powerful punch was ultimately a miss.

As Lin Feng dodged, it hit his companion.

Lin Feng then found an opportunity to fight back and punched his opponent in the eye!

Lin Feng was not taught these moves.

Instead, he learnt them from the endless fighting in the slums.

It was a necessary "survival skill" for an orphan.

It was out of the two burly men's expectation that Lin Feng was so tenacious in exerting his utmost strength.

Suddenly, they were confused.

Lin Feng wouldn't miss this opportunity. His subsequent attack was much more harsh.

On each move, he aimed at his opponents' vital parts!

Their throats and crotches, wherever most vulnerable, were his targets.

This made the two men question themselves if they were the real villain!

They didn't pay attention to their surroundings while they were fighting.

A "spectator" had been paying attention to them at the alley entrance for a long time.

After Lin Feng's insidious attack, the two men had no intention to tangle with this "wild dog" further.

Both turned around and ran out of the alley, with one man holding his bleeding wound from Lin Feng's bite.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

As Lin Feng bent down to pick up the bread he dropped during the fight, he heard a round of applause.

"This is really an eye-opener, Sir!"

Lin Feng looked in the direction of this voice.

A middle-aged man in a gray suit, with two strands of beard and neatly combed hair, was looking at him with admiration.

There was no malice in this man's eyes. Yet, living in the slums from a young age taught Lin Feng that he should never let his guard down.

On the contrary, he endured the pain and stood up quickly. He was prepared to face the next battle and threatened,

"Three people will be sent to the hospital due to two cheap slices of bread. This shop owner really can't do the math. He has to pay you more than that for your medical fees!"

He believed that this middle-aged man was in cahoots with the two men he previously met.

Although he was almost unable to raise his injured right arm, he knew as a gangster that the most important thing before a fight was to portray an imposing manner.

Therefore, he put on a tough and unafraid posture.

"Don't be nervous, my friend. I'm not in cahoots with them...", the middle-aged man said and threw his paper bag over.

It was obviously more effective than a punch.

Because it was full of fragrant bread.

Lin Feng's hungriness forced him to lower his guard partially. He grabbed the bread from the bag and shoved it into his mouth.

He didn't trust the stranger in front of him, and he wasn't sure if this bag of bread had any additional "ingredients".

But he had no choice. He was too hungry.

Moreover, his poor physical state hindered him from stealing another bag of bread and facing two or more strong men at the same time.

"You have a good taste. The most famous bakery on this street is Villanueva's bakery, and French bread is even more popular..."

It wasn't clear if the middle-aged man was mocking him.

But judging from the smile on his face, it was more of admiration.

Lin Feng was unsure of his motive.

His body and eyes were still trying their best to stay alert.

The man's eyes kept wandering on him.

The more he looked at him, the wider he smiled.

"It seems that even after a hundred years, human beings still haven't improved. There are still many perverts..."

Lin Feng thought that this man in a suit was crazy.

Is he coveting me?

That's disgusting! !

As he picked up a brick behind him and was about to give him a whack, the man spoke again.

"You don't seem to have a home. Do you want to join a place where you don't have to worry about food and drink?"

"Hehe, is it because you don't have enough male prostitutes, or are there not enough people to look after the place?"

Lin Feng doubted that he had good intentions.

"Hahahaha..." the middle-aged man laughed and said,

"don't be like this, kid. You can call me Kang Lin! I'm the Admission Director of Chalmers Martial Arts Academy."

"Believe me! Under the training of our academy, you will definitely become an excellent warrior!"

Lin Feng slowed down munching his bread.

He knew a lot about a "warrior" after a few days of wandering.

All the billboards in front of big stores had discounts for warrior products.

Great respect was given to these people in movie theatres, department stores, and various restaurants.

It seemed to be a special identity.

However, Lin Feng still remained vigilant.

In the past few days, he endured too much of the public's supercilious look. He had no reason to believe in friendship from people of the future world.

Moreover, he really disliked the way he was looking at him.

If he followed him, he might sell him to some underground organisation. By then, he would not even be able to keep his organs.

After swallowing the last piece of bread, he said without hesitation, "I'm sorry, Sir. I'm really not familiar with you!"

"Thank you for the food. Goodbye..."

Lin Feng endured the pain in his right arm and walked past him confidently.

The middle-aged man named Kang Lin still had a smile on his face.

"Really? That's a pity."

"Good luck, this street is not as simple as you think..."