The long-haired man stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked down to see his clothes at the chest torn, with a clear charred fist seal visible.
"The Spiritual Energy isn’t strong, but his body technique and explosive power are terrifying."
The long-haired man circulated Spiritual Energy, suppressing the chaotic Qi and blood within, and a flash of shock appeared in his eyes.
Bloodline Martial Artist
This person must be a Bloodline Martial Artist.
Qin Tian didn’t continue to attack; his goal was to make the long-haired man apologize and compensate, not to take his life.
"Pah~"
The long-haired man spat out a mouthful of blood froth and looked at Qin Tian, saying:
"Your fist technique has so rit, I was careless just now, continue!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an even colder chill erupted from the long-haired man’s body, imdiately forming a thin layer of ice on the ground, with frost spreading on the surrounding walls.
Qin Tian furrowed his brows; since this guy doesn’t recognize kindness, then don’t bla him for being rude.
Looking at the fist seal on the long-haired man’s chest, a ghostly hue flashed in Qin Tian’s eyes.
The Bone-Eroding Hand paired with poison is a standard combination; as long as he wants, he can imdiately activate the poison in the long-haired man, causing him to pass out, just like he dealt with Li Qi before.
Just as Qin Tian was about to activate the poison, he suddenly heard the sound of a flying device rapidly approaching overhead.
Soone is coming, it should be the people from the Security Bureau.
Qin Tian’s eyes shifted, and he dispersed the poison in the long-haired man.
The flying device was very fast, appearing within everyone’s line of sight before the long-haired man could act.
Whoosh~
The flying device ca to an abrupt stop above the two.
Imdiately after, a figure jumped down and stood steadily on the ground.
"Who’s causing trouble here!"
The deep, rugged voice was full of severity, as a giant man over two ters tall strode forward, his robust physique stretching the dark blue uniform taut. Before he even reached them, a sense of pressure was palpable.
"Brother Biao."
It was a battalion commander, Guo Yong, who called out.
"Da Yong, it’s you!"
Wu Lianbiao, seeing a familiar face, relaxed his brows and spoke in a deep voice:
"What’s going on? Why are you all gathered here?"
Guo Yong stepped forward and first introduced Qin Tian:
"Brother Biao, this is our battalion’s new commander, Camp Commander Qin Tian."
"Camp Commander, this is the Director of the Mist Town Security Bureau, Wu Lianbiao, a Tier Three Nine Star Spiritualist."
"So you are the new commander of the 137th Battalion."
Wu Lianbiao looked at Qin Tian’s youthful face, sowhat surprised, and said, "I heard a few days ago that there’s a new commander for the 137th Battalion; didn’t expect you to be so young. Hello, Camp Commander Qin."
"Hello, Director Wu."
Qin Tian shook Wu Lianbiao’s hand, which was broad, rough, and full of strength.
"Camp Commander Qin, what happened here?"
Wu Lianbiao glanced at the scene, the girl’s face with the slap mark, the black fist seal on the long-haired man’s chest, and the expressions of those present; through these, he quickly pieced together most of the incident.
"Let explain."
Guo Yong, knowing his commander’s personality, volunteered to recount the events that had just transpired.
After listening, Wu Lianbiao’s tiger-like eyes widened, and he grabbed the long-haired man by the collar, angrily shouting:
"Damn it, a dignified Spiritualist bullying a little girl, have you no sha!"
The long-haired man opened his mouth, disgruntled, saying:
"It was clearly..."
Before he could finish, his vision blurred suddenly, followed by his pupils slightly enlarging, with a sense of absurdity arising within him.
What exactly did I just do!
"I’m sorry!"
The long-haired man lowered his head and said, "I am willing to apologize and compensate!"
Seeing the long-haired man agree so straightforwardly, everyone on the scene couldn’t help but sneer.
He was stubbornly refusing to apologize just now, ended up getting punched by Camp Commander Qin, and then got warned by Director Wu, and he finally got honest!
"Compensation is necessary, as for whether you’ll need to serve ti, it depends on whether the young lady is willing to forgive you."
Director Wu took a closer look at the little girl, and a touch of pity flashed in his eyes.
"So it’s this girl, her parents disappeared a month ago, now it’s just her and her grandfather at ho. The old man is in poor health and can’t leave the house, so the girl has no choice but to sell flowers to earn so money."
Hearing this, everyone present beca even angrier, glaring fiercely at the long-haired man.
The long-haired man lowered his head, his hair covering his face, not daring to et anyone’s eyes.
"I’ll take him away."
Wu Lianbiao clamped a hand on the long-haired man’s shoulder, grabbing the girl’s hand with the other, and as the flying device slowly descended, he led the two aboard, then turned to Qin Tian and said:
"Camp Commander Qin, thanks for today, I’ll treat you to a drink tonight."
Qin Tian opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, the cabin door of the flying device closed.
Whoosh~~
The flying device rapidly ascended, disappearing from everyone’s view.
"Director Wu, is it always like this?" Qin Tian turned to ask.
"Hmm!"
Guo Yong nodded, "Straightforward and bold, hating evil as one’s enemy, and has a very good relationship with Camp Commander Liu, also..."
Guo Yong hesitated for a mont and said:
"Commander, if Director Wu wants to treat you for a drink, be careful, Director Wu can drink an astonishing amount, never getting drunk despite thousands of cups, he alone could drink all our battalion’s Spiritualists under the table."
This formidable!
Qin Tian raised an eyebrow; Spiritualists have excellent physiques, already having a higher tolerance for alcohol, the stronger the power, the better their capacity to process alcohol, and Wu Lianbiao alone can drink all the Spiritualists of the 137th Battalion under the table.
This has nothing to do with strength, it’s purely a talent.
Tap tap tap
At this mont, the Second Company happened to be passing by, and seeing Qin Tian and others in a disorganized formation, Zhao Nuo imdiately ordered the team to stop and ran over, asking with concern:
"Commander, what happened?"
Qin Tian briefly explained.
After listening, Zhao Nuo smiled and said, "I actually had wanted you to et so key figures in Mist Town, get to know each other, just taking this chance, how about I arrange a gathering?"
Qin Tian thought for a mont, then nodded and said:
"Sounds good."
"Haha, alright, I’ll contact them later."
A smile appeared on Zhao Nuo’s face, and then he continued, "Commander, I’ll take the Second Company on drills, and I’ll let you know once the ti is set."
"Alright!"
The two companies continued along the planned route, completing their objectives successfully by morning, returning to the camp.
By lunchti, the morning’s events spread quickly.
All the soldiers learned that Camp Commander Qin was surprisingly powerful, able to defeat a Tier Three Spiritualist with a Tier Two strength, and was willing to stand up for the people and uphold justice.
For a ti, Qin Tian’s image among the soldiers changed, transforming from a well-connected, yet seemingly lacking heir into a just, talented, but not very talkative elite heir.
Being not very talkative was not a negative trait in the military; on the contrary, it ant he wouldn’t be insincere, preferring silence over full-fledged falsehoods and making empty promises to his subordinates.
Such a commander might not be as good as Camp Commander Liu, but at least he’s not bad.
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