Su Xin kicked the bald man's head, and the latter passed out on the spot.
The remaining member of the Golden Shield Gang's eyelids were twitching, but he still abandoned his defensive stance, put away the baton in his hand, and said sincerely:
"Brother, we are members of the Golden Shield Gang. My companion might have spoken rudely just now, but he was just upset. If we have offended you in any way, I apologize on his behalf. Our gang has no intention of being your enemy."
"If there's nothing else, perhaps we can just let this minor disagreement go, don't you think?"
Although he didn't see the complete fight between his companion and the mysterious cloaked figure, he understood that this person, who could knock his companion down in an instant — despite the companion facing him with a baton — had formidable combat skills. Now, with only himself left, there was no way he could be a match for the opponent.
At this point, the only option was to submit.
But Su Xin ignored him.
He continued walking forward step by step.
As they approached a certain distance, the man finally realized that this mysterious cloaked figure was determined to cause trouble, and this conflict was inevitable.
"Since that's the case..."
The man tightened his grip on the baton again and gravely moved to confront Su Xin.
But at that moment.
He was horrified to find that as the cloaked figure walked toward him step by step, the figure suddenly disappeared.
Instinctively, he tensed up.
Su Xin instantly reappeared behind him, turned, and delivered a fierce elbow strike to his back.
The elbow strike, often called the most powerful human attack technique due to its lethality, is banned in most competitive sports.
Its power far exceeds that of a full-force punch.
Hitting a human weak point, an average person's strength could likely achieve a one-hit kill.
Although Su Xin never systematically studied fighting techniques, he had fought enough times to avoid accidentally killing someone. So he specifically watched some theoretical knowledge about fighting online and had a certain understanding of it.
"Bang!"
Sure enough, the young man who unexpectedly took an elbow strike, like the previous one, instantly lost all resistance and collapsed painfully on the ground, groaning continuously.
Su Xin gave his head another kick.
Seeing both men passed out, Su Xin glanced indifferently at the person they had beaten. The man was curled up on the ground, occasionally twitching slightly, with faint groans coming from his mouth.
Regardless of whether the other person saw his teleportation, Su Xin clasped his hands hidden in the black robe and appeared at a previous location he had passed.
The reason why he could teleport behind the opponent wasn't because he had been to those places, but because, according to the Space-Time Anchor Point's setup rules, the places he had been don't strictly require his steps to have physically reached them but rather within ten meters of where he had been.
It was like the fog of war in a game.
Places he had been, as long as they were not obstructed within ten meters, were equivalent to clearing the fog of war and met the conditions for setting Space-Time Anchor Points, not just the places he literally stepped on.
Utilizing this feature, Su Xin could set Space-Time Anchor Points within ten meters of his line of sight and then teleport.
The result was as if he could freely teleport within a ten-meter radius.
Crucially, with the Space-Time Anchor Point feature, he could appear behind others, ignoring the usual requirement for a concealed location for certain abilities.
This gave the Concealment Prayer ability more possibilities.
"Ding! Gained 8 Causal Points."
The system notification sounded in his mind.
Su Xin walked calmly down the street, but his heart was not at peace.
His feelings at that moment were akin to playing a real-life version of Grand Theft Auto or being a righteous urban vigilante, with the cheat mode on, which excited him greatly.
Although he only wished for a peaceful life in this lifetime, he occasionally sought the thrill of combat, which was the most primitive human instinct.
Just like in games where people fight and battle with blood and passion, why do so many enjoy it?
It truly gives a person a thrilling and satisfying experience.
Most people can only engage in virtual battles in games, partly because the law does not allow chaotic brawling, and partly because engaging in combat carries risks.
But for the current Su Xin, with his powers, it was like having a cheat enabling combat with only thrills and no risk.
This was more fun than any game.
Simultaneously, he could acquire Causal Points.
It was simply the best of both worlds.
Not long after, Su Xin knocked out a man attempting to commit assault, rescuing a woman with a red and swollen face from under him.
As for why the woman was walking alone at night, Su Xin didn't think much of it.
Just because nighttime was less safe than daytime didn't mean everyone should give up nightlife, right?
Even though the night was chaotic, it wasn't lawless. Many people were out late due to work or personal reasons, which was normal.
After wandering the streets for over half an hour.
He intervened in three crimes in progress, earning 32 Causal Points.
"Not a bad payoff," he mused.
"Equivalent to the benefits of a thirty-thousand donation."
Returning to an empty alley, Su Xin began recalling the point of his Random Instant Teleportation here, setting up a Space-Time Anchor Point.
Hands clasped together.
Instant Teleportation!
Observing his surroundings and ensuring safety, he recalled the previous point of teleportation.
Fortunately, he had a good memory. Upon recollection, he quickly remembered the landing point and successfully set another Space-Time Anchor Point.
And so, he continued recalling, setting Space-Time Anchor Points, fixed-point teleportation, retracing his steps from the path of his Random Instant Teleportation, smoothly returning...
No, it wasn't smooth.
Just as Su Xin completed his eighth Space-Time Anchor Point teleportation, appearing in what should have been a pitch-dark bathroom, he saw a disheveled woman crouched on the toilet.
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Qin Yumin never believed in ghosts or spirits.
Nor was she afraid of them.
She often mocked her husband, who was afraid of the dark. Every time he went to the restroom at night, he turned on every available light along the way, and when returning, he shut each light off as if he had a speed buff, moving faster and faster until he dashed back into the room.
"All the talk of ghosts and spirits is just human imagination," she often told her husband.
"It's just scaring oneself."
"You have to trust modern science," she'd say.
But today, her worldview was turned upside down.
The figure clad in a black robe appeared before her like a soul reaper from hell, silently watching her with eyes glinting ominously in the dark.
Sinister and terrifying.
Qin Yumin instinctively tensed.
Her breath halted.
Her urge to relieve herself vanished.
She just stared blankly at the figure, her mind blank with no reaction.
Little did she know that, at the same time, Su Xin was also startled by the disheveled woman before him.
Though he had teleported there, in his perception, the disheveled woman also abruptly appeared within his view. Adding to it, the bathroom was unlit and dim, intensifying the eerie atmosphere. If he hadn't experienced many teleportations before, he might have screamed in fear.
Despite this, in his fright, Su Xin instinctively clasped his hands together again, teleporting swiftly out of the frightening bathroom.
After he left, the woman finally let out a loud scream, and the next moment, she fainted on the spot.