I'm Here to Find Trouble

Countless people surrounded the building.

The surrounding people looked inside, wanting to know what exactly happened inside.

There were also many firefighters outside trying to put out the fire.

Soon after, the police arrived.

The onlookers were discussing the cause of the explosion.

As for the firefighters outside the building, they were frantically extinguishing the raging fire.

All of the firefighters were very brave and fearless.

One by one, they charged into the burning building, disregarding their own safety.

Some chose to put out the fire, while others tried to save lives.

However, this intense explosion didn't cause too many casualties.

One of the firefighters looked at the dying Tina on the ground. Her entire body was charred.

However, she seemed to still be breathing.

The firefighter quickly carried Tina on his back.

And brought her out of this building.

Soon after, the hospital's ambulance also rushed over. The firefighter sent the injured Tina to the ambulance.

The ambulance sped away and sent Tina to the hospital for treatment.

At this moment, the fire had been put out and the police officers hurried into the building to investigate the scene.

…

John stood outside the building and watched everything that happened. His expression was very indifferent.

It was as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.

He turned around and left.

Work was going on in the building.

Slowly, people began to forget about the accident.

In a dilapidated rental apartment.

John sat in his chair. Recalling what had happened today, he had even more awe for his abilities terrifying power.

Like everything that had happened today, if in the end, John hadn't put his pencil on the floor, or if Tina had ignored the pencil on the floor.

Then with Tina's running speed, she could definitely avoid the center of the explosion.

This was the terrifying power of foreseeing everything, including the human heart.

John felt more and more terrified as he sensed the terrifying ability he had.

John couldn't wait to strengthen himself.

Thus, using the foresee ability, he looked up the training method and began training.

Deep breathing in the horse stance. Punching.

Step by step, John persisted in building his foundation.

Looking at the contents of the special training technique, John was even more curious about the foresee ability.

But John didn't think about it anymore. Regardless of how this ability came about, he was the one who possessed it now. He didn't know if this ability was good or bad, but at least it was a good thing for him now.

Special forces body training technique, chapter 2: Fist Technique—Form-Intention Fist.

"Take a standing posture. Fist the right hand to the left, bend the right knee while stepping forward, and point the left foot forward. At the same time, push the right fist forward with the left palm."

"The right fist remains the same, the left hand is clenched into a fist. Then, both fists move forward and strike out. The left foot takes a big step back, and the right foot takes a step back to stand side by side with the left foot. At the same time, both of the fists retract to the waist."

He foresaw the fist manual of the Form-Intention Fist.

John was practicing according to the records in the Form-Intention Fist.

The more John trained, the more he felt the power of the Form-Intention Fist.

During normal training, the body would feel more and more tired as he practiced. However, John, who was practicing the Form-Intention Fist, didn't feel tired at all. In fact, he even felt comfortable.

After practicing all afternoon, John felt that his strength was rapidly increasing.

John sensed that he wouldn't get much out of this practice if he continued today.

As a result, John decided to go out and practice in a real fight to see how his strength was now.

John wanted to find someone to fight and test today's results.

Leaving the rental house.

John hailed a cab.

A taxi stopped in front of a bar and a man walked out. It was John, who was about to pick a fight.

John strode into the bar. The sounds of music coming from the bar shook John's chest.

John, who came to the bar, found the place familiar yet also unfamiliar. Three years ago, John also liked to come to the bar for drinks. Sometimes, when work wasn't going well, he would drink at the bar to drink away his troubles.

At that time, the bar was very quiet. Everyone was drinking their own quietly.

But three years had passed and the bar was no longer the same. John didn't like this kind of noisy place. He was the type that liked quiet and comfortable places.

The bar was a place where all kinds of people mixed together. Here, there were elites in the workplace, gangsters, and even business big shots would come to the bar to enjoy themselves.

Which resulted in the bar being very chaotic.

It was very easy to pick a fight in such an environment.

If anyone knew that John had come to the bar to fight rather than enjoy himself, they would definitely think that he was a fool.

However, John was indeed such a fool today.

John stood in the middle of the bar.

His eyes wandered around aimlessly.

Like a predator searching for its prey.

Around him, he found a man slowly approaching a white-collar woman who had drunk too much.

The man secretly took out a white pill and was about to put it into the lady's wine.

John saw what the man was doing and smiled wickedly.

"Isn't that a suitable target?"

Normal people would go and save the damsel in distress when they saw such a situation. But John was different. He was here to find trouble.

Walking up to the girl, John kicked the man who was about to drug her, causing the white-collar lady to cry out in shock.

She glanced at the man John had kicked flying, who was holding a white pill in his hand.

The white-collar woman instantly understood.

Immediately, there was a change in the way she looked at John. There were gratefulness and gentleness in her eyes.

If John hadn't kicked that man today, she might have really been taken advantage of by that man, and her chastity would have been lost.

The white-collar woman felt a pang of fear thinking about that.

The man who was kicked had already reacted. He immediately got up and ran over like John. He grabbed John's neck and shouted angrily, "F*ck! Who are you? How dare you meddle in my business? Are you tired of living?"

John had no intention of dodging.

He looked at the clown in front of him amusingly.

"I'm not anyone. I'm here today to pick a fight with you. What do you think?"

Looking at John's arrogant tone and face, the man was instantly furious.

"Your head must have been kicked by a donkey. Why don't you take a look at who I am before coming to find trouble with me?"

"I think you're courting death. You want to fight? Fine, fine, fine."

The man laughed in anger and waved his right hand.

A group of people came running over.

Instantly, John was surrounded.

When the white-collar lady saw so many people suddenly appearing around her, she immediately squatted on the ground in horror.