On a taxi ride, Li Xiaoqiang sat in the backseat looking calm and unflustered. To the naked eye, he seemed unchanged, but inside his clothes, there was more than met the eye.
Li Xiaoqiang said to the taxi driver, "Buddy, take me to that car junkyard in East City."
Hearing Li Xiaoqiang's request, the taxi driver started the car and said with surprise, "Brother, are you sure you got the right place? That area is desolate with no residents."
Li Xiaoqiang handed the taxi driver a cigarette and said, "That's the place."
The taxi stopped not far from the junkyard, and Li Xiaoqiang requested to get off. He didn't want to see innocent people getting hurt.
As he watched the taxi drive off, trailing a cloud of dust, Li Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and his speed suddenly increased, leaving an afterimage behind; his velocity was well beyond human comprehension.
