Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1602 - 876: Night Patrol

Clinic.

Lu Qiqi has been quite unlucky recently. The new guy she hooked up with has another girlfriend. She dragged Yu Wen to confront the mistress, but Yu Wen ended up getting slapped so hard she spun like a top.

Although Lu Qiqi is adept at manipulating those sleazy men, making them unable to resist her, her social network isn’t strong. Faced with a situation like this that can’t be clarified, and not wanting to call the police, she could only turn to Yan Tianpeng for help.

She demanded arrogantly, "Yan Tianpeng, I’m not going to waste words. I got hit today, and I want you to hit back for me. Just answer me, are you a man or not?"

Yan Tianpeng responded with a troubled tone, "Don’t be fooled by my strong build; I’m actually not capable!"

Lu Qiqi was infuriated by his shamelessness. Yan Tianpeng is the tallest and strongest man she knows. He even won the shot put championship at this year’s school sports meet, overshadowing the senior students. To avoid helping her, he actually claimed he’s incapable!

Lu Qiqi resented Yan Tianpeng, but she hated even more the mistress who slapped Yu Wen into a spin!

She played her trump card: "Five hundred!"

Instantly, Yan Tianpeng’s tone turned serious and full of righteousness, "How dare someone lay a hand on my beloved princess? Transfer the money to me, then send me the address. Princess, your knight is on the way!"

Grudgingly, Lu Qiqi transferred the money.

At the same time, in the public bathhouse.

Zhang Chi was fixated on the slot machine, having lost 30 yuan, and was constantly cursing under his breath.

Originally, the bath was Guo Kunnan’s treat, so he already benefited. But now, he lost so much his mother wouldn’t recognize him anymore.

Next to him, a guy who just finished bathing wanted to play the slot machine too. Seeing Zhang Chi’s gloomy face and strong build, the guy kept quiet.

Filled with frustration from losing, a call came in. He picked up the phone to answer.

Yan Tianpeng: "Chi Zi, we’ve got a gig for our proxy-fighting service, but the pay is quite low, only thirty yuan..."

Before he could finish, he heard Zhang Chi’s decisive response, "Take it, come pick me up at the Old Yuzhou bathhouse door!"

Yan Tianpeng was dumbfounded; he thought Zhang Chi would haggle. Who knew he would be so decisive!

He promptly said, "Okay, I’ll come pick you up by bike right now!"

...

At the same time, by the river dam, night had fallen across the land.

The yellowish lights in front of the bungalow painted the area in warm hues, 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Jiang Ning was playing badminton with Tongtong, the sound of "bang" accompanying their to-and-fro rally.

Although Xue Yuantong isn’t tall, he’s agile and quite bouncy, surprisingly managing to handle Jiang Ning’s technique.

Xue Chuchu stood by the door, holding a piping hot cup of tea, sipping from time to time, quietly watching the two play badminton.

Next door, Mr. Qian was chatting with Zhang Ruyun about the good college life, while Butcher Zhang listened attentively, longing for university despite his lack of education.

"College is great. If only I could have gone to college..." Butcher Zhang sighed.

Honestly speaking, after twenty years of pig slaughtering, Butcher Zhang was quite well-off, burly with no baldness issues, and had decent local connections. His son was even attending a prestigious university, quite impressive for an average person. Yet, he regretted never having pursued higher education.

Ordinary people are like this: no matter how they choose, there are always regrets.

Mr. Qian glanced at him, "Isn’t your son going to college on your behalf?"

With this remark, Butcher Zhang’s mood brightened. He patted Zhang Ruyun, "Good son, study well on behalf of your old man, and I’ll increase your living expenses by 500 each month this year!"

Delighted, Zhang Ruyun didn’t expect that just chatting could yield such a benefit.

After a brief rest, Mr. Qian looked over at the two playing badminton.

"Ruyun, you said there’s a badminton club at your university. How do you think Jiang Ning and their badminton game is?" asked Mr. Qian.

As a legitimate top-tier university student, Zhang Ruyun maintained his demeanor, commenting, "It’s okay, sort of like health-preserving badminton."

Then, his tone shifted: "But, you know, I prefer competitive style. Badminton’s essence is in winning, and our club embodies the spirit of never giving up while the shuttle stays in play!"

Butcher Zhang: "Good, good! Well said!"

"Ruyun, go play badminton with Jiang Ning and give him a lesson. I’ll add another five hundred to your living expenses!"

Zhang Ruyun was overjoyed. He recently started dating, and his living allowance was a bit tight. If he could add a thousand yuan, he’d definitely feel more at ease, without having to do part-time jobs, leaving more time for contemplating entrepreneurial ventures.

So, Zhang Ruyun fetched his racket from inside, calling out, "Jiang Ning, up for a couple of rounds?"

Saying this, his peripheral vision nonchalantly swept past Xue Chuchu at the door, causing him to straighten his shoulders like a general at a military parade.

Jiang Ning looked at Tongtong.

Tongtong: "Sure, General Jiang Ning at your service, bound to win!"

Thus, Jiang Ning and Zhang Ruyun began to spar.

Zhang Ruyun held onto his racket that he bought on Taobao for a hundred yuan. Nowadays, Taobao is a price-performance treasure; he believes that a hundred yuan racket from Taobao is by no means inferior to a three hundred yuan one offline.

Staring at the racket, at this moment, the wind stopped, and the night quieted even more. He whispered in his heart, ’Old buddy, let’s fight one more time!’

Zhang Ruyun served, and Jiang Ning returned with a casual shot.

Seeing the incoming shuttlecock, Zhang Ruyun instinctively sensed an opening, ’You’ve got too many weaknesses!’

He made a jump, channeling the power from his shoulder through his muscles and arm, finally into the racket, executing an explosive smash with a "bang!"

Going all in to win the match!

’Xue Chuchu, did you see that? That’s the competitive spirit of our badminton club!’ Zhang Ruyun’s pride was overflowing.

However, the seemingly flawless shot was easily deflected by Jiang Ning.