The man's name was Fang Zhengye. At that time, more than 20 years ago, he was a capable subordinate of the Wang family. No one understood better than him how to deal with such things as murder and robbery. In terms of personal strength, he should be one of the most famous figures in Wanghai, and he had taken countless lives under his command.
But he had never seen this kind of person before. He was very secretive, but his movements were fierce, decisive and extremely professional.
Fang Zhengye pinched his aching wrist and moved with extreme caution to prevent the other party from attacking him. He wanted to pick up the knife on the ground, but that was absolutely impossible. Even if his movement was a little bigger, it might become a flaw.
One on one, the opponent has weapons in his hands, so the chances of winning this game are slim. The only way out is if the only subordinate who is still alive comes to support, but that loser gets into a fight with a mere bodyguard hired by a businessman.
Thoughts flashed through his mind as he made up his mind. Fang Zhengye roared, stepped on his men's limp bodies, and lunged forward. He actually withstood the blows from the baton and pushed forward towards the man in black. He was relatively generous and took the heavy blow. Flesh and bone collided with steel, making a loud snap. The bones covered by clothes and flesh cracked, and the pain was almost unbearable.
But Fang Zhengye was cruel to others and even crueler to himself. His bloodshot eyes were filled with cruelty and determination. He bent and stretched his back, using his muscles as a spring, and arched them fiercely. In the sudden blow, the baton in the man's hand flew out of his hand.
Before the attack was over, Fang Zhengye reached for the car door with his left hand and pulled it open brazenly, fighting back in the same way he had been dealt with.
The man in black reacted so quickly that he misstepped and dodged to the right rear side, avoiding the slam of the car door. However, it was this dodging that gave Fang Zhengye a gap and room to breathe.
Fang Zhengye quickly crouched down, picked up the fallen saber, and attacked.
He was crazy, and the man in black was even crazier. He dared to rush forward with his bare hands and face the deadly weapon.
It should be said that the man in black was the first to move. While the other party was still picking up the knife, he had already stepped forward, but did not try to go around to retrieve the baton that was knocked away. Because before he showed up and was hiding in the green belt, he noticed that the bodyguard had put his hand into the mezzanine.
His judgment was so bold and meticulous, it was almost to the point of risking his life, because he was not 100% sure what was in the compartment, whether it was a stick or a knife, or even not a weapon at all. It was very likely that the bodyguard just wanted to call for help.
But his madness paid off, he won the bet, and inside was a machete with a sharp blade.
The man in black leaned half on the passenger seat, twisted his body and drew his sword. The blade was like a stream of light, slashing long and fast. In close combat, the wide blade of the machete hit the bayonet. Fang Zhengye's hands and arms had been hit hard, and it was even more difficult to resist the huge force at this time, and the bayonet in his hand was knocked down again.
The man in black seized the opportunity, rushed forward, and pushed him to the ground. He raised the machete in his hand high, and brought it down heavily, piercing Fang Zhengye's palm.
It was quick and smooth. In less than three minutes, he knocked down four strong men.
And he didn't kill anyone. The most terrifying thing is that he didn't kill anyone and still held back, doing it with ease.
He stood there gasping for breath. Coincidentally, the last person over there was also dealt with by the bodyguard. He walked to the passenger seat and knocked on the door. Lu Qing stared at him in amazement. After a while, he responded and said, "Brother, what's your name?"
The man held onto the roof of the car, bent over, and his face was obscured by the mask and hat he wore. But his voice was loud as he said, "My boss's last name is Zhang, and he asked me to help you!"
Although his tone was quite matter-of-fact, as if Lu Qing would understand as long as he explained the form, Lu Qing was completely confused.
Zhang? Zhang what? Who is it?
But before he could ask any questions, the man left the scene in a hurry, leaving behind several gangsters lying on the ground groaning and a mess.
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The man walked along the forested backyard path, quickly taking off his outer clothes, hat and mask, revealing his true appearance that had been hidden.
If this man is not Ji Yanghai, then who else could he be?
After he had been hiding for a while, even Zhou Jinwei almost thought that he had left Wanghai City and escaped to the lower cities and counties or even fled to other provinces. Who could have thought that he would show up here, participate in an inexplicable fight, knock down five of the Wang family's men, and save a poisonous insect?
Ji Yanghai's actions were obviously well planned. Following this route, he only needed to take off his eye-catching black clothes, take out the flocculent filling inside to change his body shape, change into light clothes, and immediately walk to the main road. Even if someone checked the surveillance, they would not be able to connect the two people together. The whole process was done secretly.
Just as he packed all his clothes into the bags he had prepared in advance and was about to leave the path, footsteps sounded from behind him, stroking the grass and making a series of subtle sounds.
"Isn't it a bit too darkly humorous to lie about being the handmaiden of the enemy who murdered my mother and father?"
Ji Yanghai looked back, his wary expression instantly vanishing. He shook his head and said, "When I saw you, I was hesitant about whether to show up. With you involved in this, I wasn't absolutely sure I could get away safely. But the young lady still asked me to proceed with the plan. She said you wouldn't stop me."
"Then she is really wrong." Chen Tinghan brushed off the broken leaves and dirt on his shoulders and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't run away again."
"Oh? Why?" Ji Yanghai asked curiously.
"You killed four of your five enemies, and one has been arrested. This time, Deng Shi will have no one to bail him out. The evidence is irrefutable, and there is no chance of him escaping."
"As for Zhang Keqi, even if you don't kill him, his downfall is already a foregone conclusion. The investigation into him has been accelerated, and the problem has been laid bare. It's no longer the time to kill someone to solve the problem, as you think."
Ji Yanghai looked at him and suddenly laughed. "You're stalling for time. You know you can't stop me. Shi Zirui said you're quite capable in fighting. You must have studied close combat and have achieved great accomplishments. But you're still too young. The gap in physical fitness is an objective fact that is difficult to make up for."
Chen Tinghan's heart sank, but he remained calm on the surface: "Then you can try with your back to me."
Ji Yanghai ignored his provocation and said with a smile: "It's okay, there is still time now, I can talk to you, this is also what the young lady wanted."
"Then I really appreciate your courtesy," Chen Tinghan said sarcastically. "You were once a brilliant law student. Talking about legal beliefs and creeds like this in front of you seems a bit presumptuous. I just want to advise you. Don't you think it's time to turn back?"
"Still thinking about the endless suffering and the hopeless situation, right?" Ji Yanghai said gently, "Young Master, do you believe what I'm saying?"
"What dignity, what creed, do you believe in it?"
Chen Tinghan remained silent.
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