Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System-Chapter 547 - 202: Rampage!_2

Zhang Beixing finished examining the items sent by Bartram and then opened the map to check the route.

After confirming his planned route, Zhang Beixing slipped his phone back into his pocket and placed the hidden weapons within easy reach. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Then he dismantled the long spear, carrying two sections on his back and holding one piece in his hand as a club, ready for unexpected situations.

Zhang Beixing pushed the door open.

This mission was both to save and to kill.

"Targeting the martial artists of Great Xia, are you?"

"Well, today I’ll let you witness the capabilities of a Hidden Essence realm Martial Artist."

Muttering this with a fierce expression, Zhang Beixing’s figure soon vanished from the hotel.

***

Bangkok, a major city in the country renowned for its transgender population, is also the world’s foremost tourist destination. It has long been known as the City of Angels.

In the affluent districts, towering buildings and brilliant lights showcased a life of luxury that seemed to encompass all the world’s splendors—a life one could thoroughly enjoy. But step outside these areas, and beneath the dazzling prosperity, one finds poverty!

What does poverty look like in Bangkok? To put it simply, once you leave the affluent central district, almost every other place is a slum!

And the place Zhang Beixing was headed to was the largest and poorest slum in the city.

Crossing a rickety, narrow wooden bridge, he was met by the sight of various kinds of rubbish accumulated in the river. This rubbish, having lain there for who knows how long, had polluted the surrounding water, turning it a greenish hue and emitting an indescribably foul stench.

Walking past scantily clad, flamboyantly dressed women, and ignoring an old man with matted hair holding a broken bowl begging nearby, he casually slapped away a hand that stealthily reached for him.

Zhang Beixing trod on the muddy, sticky ground, heading straight into the depths of the slum.

Before long, he passed a monorail, and houses built of rotting wood came into view.

Following the information Bartram had previously sent, Zhang Beixing searched and soon stopped before a three-story building noticeably cleaner than its surroundings.

The ground floor of the building was an open-style pub where many people were eating and drinking. The accommodations were above.

Lin Pengfei, after escaping from the criminal syndicate, had used the last of his cash to rent a room here and lay low.

Evaluating the small inn before him, Zhang Beixing remarked, "It seems this young man’s situation isn’t as bad as I had thought." Then he stepped forward, planning to find Lin Pengfei and escort him away.

However, before he could act, a flicker in the corner of his eye made him notice his surroundings. Zhang Beixing realized that perhaps now was not the time to call Lin Pengfei out, because trouble was waiting for him outside the door.

Zhang Beixing turned his head and noticed that at various spots around the doorway, many disguised people were mingling, occasionally turning to glance at the inn.

To others, these people might not have seemed problematic. But for Zhang Beixing, a Hidden Essence realm Extraordinary Martial Artist, these individuals stood out like fireflies in the night—extremely conspicuous. This was not only due to the aura they exuded—much stronger than that of ordinary people—or their clearly robust physiques, but more importantly, their behavior. When they observed the inn, their gazes were sharp and focused, allowing them to pinpoint anyone or anything they sought in a crowd if they so wished. Additionally, they remained highly alert; some watched the inn while others scanned the surroundings. Their positioning was also subtle, allowing them to advance for a capture or retreat to escape. Such behavior was beyond suspicious; they practically had ’suspicious’ and ’professional’ written all over their faces.

"They found this place so quickly," Zhang Beixing muttered, halting his approach to find Lin Pengfei. Instead, he turned and strode towards the man nearest to him.

The man also noticed Zhang Beixing. His brow furrowed slightly, but he didn’t move away. He simply stood there, watching to see what Zhang Beixing intended to do.

Under that man’s watchful gaze, Zhang Beixing quickly crossed through the crowd and reached him.

Looking down at the man, who was a head shorter than him, Zhang Beixing wasted no time. Using the local language he had learned recently, he asked directly, "Are you here looking for Lin Pengfei?"

"???"

Hearing Zhang Beixing utter his target’s name, the man visibly froze.

What was going on? How did this person know? And how did he know he was here for Lin Pengfei?

The man was bewildered, sensing something was wrong. He glanced around, preparing to engage Zhang Beixing in conversation, planning to stall until his accomplices arrived so they could capture Zhang Beixing together.

However, before the man could act, Zhang Beixing, with his meticulous observation skills, had already precisely noted his micro-expressions and subtle movements.