Dimensional Store System In Apocalypse

"What is happening outside?" the one called Gui-Ge pushed the restaurant hostess away as he was disturbed by the shout and scream outside the office.

"Maybe somebody got tired of living, so he comes to make a mess with us." said one of the two thugs standing beside Wang Yufei.

"Lao Yu, go have a look." the man called Gui-Ge ordered.

"Alright. I guess I'll be the one taking care of this today. You won't have a chance to take action, brother Yan!" the thug called Lao Yu opened the door and went outside the office.

"Gui-Ge, what are we going to do with these two?" the thug called Yan asked as he pulled Wang Yufei up from the ground and tossed her over to the sofa nearby.

"Wake that little girl up and continue to persuade her to sign the paper. No matter what, we'll have to get this contract signed tonight to let brother Wang Wu control over 52% of the Wang Family businesses." Gui-Ge said.

"Understood." the one called Yan grabbed the contract on the ground and went to the sofa. Chuckling as he sat down just beside her, a hand is raised high up in preparation to give Wang Yufei another slap.

...

"Oh? To think that you're actually quite a fighter... Even I have to fork out some effort to win all of them in a group fight like this." the thug named Yu said as he stretched his muscle and approached Zhang Qin Feng carefully.

[This is not an opponent you can underestimate. The user is advised to be very careful against him]

Stein's warning unexpectedly came out of the blue.

"Come here!" suddenly, the thug name Yu took a lunge at Zhang Qin Feng to land an elbow attack at his waist. The sneaky blow would have ended the battle in an instant if Zhang Qin Feng's response stats were still as low as before.

'This guy is a veteran fighter. I'll have to be trickier than him if I wish to win against him.' Zhang Qin Feng parried his jabs by alternating between palm and fist attacks.

"Have you learned martial arts before? Your skill is full of the stench of those orthodox techniques. If that's how you fight, you'll lose to street boxing soon." the thug name Yu said.

"What does it have to do with you? Just pay attention to your fight and talk less." Zhang Qin Feng replied as he sent a kick out. But once again, the thug named Yu successfully defended his kick by crossing both his arms around the chest to mitigates the force behind Zhang Qin Feng's kick.

"Wow! What a powerful kick. It seems you put quite some effort into practicing your martial art." the thug seems to put his hand into the pocket as he continues to provoke Zhang Qin Feng.

[Careful, User! There's a 78% probability something is in his right hand. The possibility of it being a smokescreen is 60%, and sneak weapon to be 40%]

"Come! Let me teach you a lesson again!" once again, the thug is using the same lunge technique as he closes their gap. But this time, the sign of him trying to do something else in between is as clear as a bell.

"Heh! A razor?" Zhang Qin Feng aimed his fist at the thug's right shoulder and delivered a punch as hard as he could. The attack immediately caught him by surprise as the numbing sensation made him lost his grip over the razor blade in his hand.

"D*mn! How did you... Aargh!" the thug was going to talk. But before he managed to finish his sentence, Zhang Qin Feng's arm lariat came. He smashed the thug down onto the floor as he starts punching his face until the thug fainted.

'Finally... How many to go?' Zhang Qin Feng went to the storage room and unlocked the door. The staff was in a hurry as they escaped without looking at the person opening the door.

'These people...' Zhang Qin Feng could only sourly smile as he looks at them running without looking back. Reaching his hand at the knob to Wang Yufei's office, Zhang Qin Feng opened the door carefully.

His cautiousness ended up saving his life once again as the dagger stabbed through the gap missed his left chest by a few inches. Throwing a kick at the door, Zhang Qin Feng successfully forced the thug name Yan to lose his balance.

"What is this brat doing? Trying to be a hero?" Gui-Ge leaves Wang Yufei's chair and tossed the chair at Zhang Qin Feng standing near the door. The chair was coming at him like a piece of log.

"What the hell with that strength?" Zhang Qin Feng complained in his heart as he was almost crushed by the chair about forty kilograms in weight. Even to a martial artist, it was not as easy to repeat what Gui-Ge had done.

"Qin Feng!" Wang Yufei screamed as the first thing she witnesses when her eyes opened was a flying chair coming at him. The adrenaline rushed into her head at this instant as she wanted to stand up and went to his side.

But before she managed to take a step further, her body collapsed on the floor. She had forgotten that one of her shoulders is still dislocated due to all the struggles before this.

"We're out of time. Sign this paper now!" Gui-Ge lost his patience as he looks at the mess created by Zhang Qin Feng's arrival. Slapping the pen on top of the stack of documents, he pulled Wang Yufei's hair to lift her up from the ground.

"Sign the paper, now!" another hand of his was on Wang Yufei's forehead as he put some pressure into his fingers. It was strong enough to the point a little more would crush her delicate skull.

"Get your damn hand off her now!" Zhang Qin Feng was bursting with power as he came forth with a kick on Gui-Ge's face. The strength from his blow was so heavy, it throws Gui-Ge back to a corner of the room as he was forced to let Wang Yufei go.

And at the same time, the police siren is heard downstairs.

"The people inside Suihe (South) Manyue Restaurant! Surrender now!" the voice from the megaphone came in as it caught Gui-Ge and Zhang Qin Fang unprepared.