episode 24
"Grass!"
Liu Ye's curses choked in his throat, and then he was completely suffocated in a dark sack, head and body at the same time.
But he wasn't one to be trifled with. Fueled by the anger that had just been swindled by the pretty boy, he suddenly pulled his hands out of the sack. His strong arms were immediately chafed raw by the rough edges of the sack, leaving bloody marks. He didn't care, and finding the right spot, he kicked backward!
But to his surprise, the other party reacted quickly and kicked him in the back of the knee before he could react!
With his knees on the ground and his view obstructed, Liu Ye almost flew into a rage, waving his arms. But the moment he touched He Xun's hands, his heart sank. He realized he had underestimated He Xun! This pretty boy was a trained fighter too.
Unlike her fair skin, her seemingly delicate hands were covered with calluses!
Having dealt with trained individuals for many years, he could tell at a glance that the other person was definitely not the weakling he had imagined, someone who couldn't lift a finger! On the contrary, the other person was very experienced, and the traces of training couldn't lie!
Like a seemingly harmless datura flower, once its delicate facade is stripped away, one can see deadly poison and sharp thorns.
He Xun was indeed quick and efficient. In no time, he tied the sack with a rope into a tight knot, gave it a push, and the human-shaped sack staggered forward a few steps.
Liu Ye was extremely humiliated. Fortunately, his face was covered so no one knew it was him; otherwise, he would have dug a hole in the ground and crawled into it on the spot.
But he didn't know that perhaps the dazzling world was too captivating, with people coming and going, all preoccupied with eating, drinking and having fun, and no one paid much attention to his giant sack, which actually made things convenient for He Xun.
"Dude, can't we talk this out? What kind of nonsense is it to cover me up in broad daylight?"
Realizing he had been cornered, Liu Ye forced himself to suppress his frustration and tried to appease him in a muffled voice.
"Speak properly?" The pretty boy seemed to chuckle. "Alright, then tell me, why were you following me?"
The pretty boy's voice was frivolous and vulgar, making Liu Ye, a straight man, itch with rage. But being in a bind, he had no choice but to submit. He could only grit his teeth and pretend to appease the pretty boy: "Hey, don't rush me. Want a cigarette, buddy? I have some in my pocket. Untie the rope and I'll tell you slowly. I... no, I mean, I absolutely won't run away! I swear!"
...I don't know how much time passed.
"Really?" The pretty boy seemed to waver.
"Really, really! Untie it for me first, and I'll tell you everything. It's really not a big deal..."
Liu Ye stood close to the corner of the wall, his mouth respectful, but his hands had already reached out from behind him and easily found the knot in the rope. As he untied it, he mocked in his heart, saying that this pretty boy was just a pretty face with no substance, and that he actually believed such nonsense.
He wasn't very bright, but he was a trained fighter, and he broke free of the ropes in no time.
Liu Ye's expression changed the moment he lifted the sack. He darted in front of He Xun, looking fierce: "You actually believe that kind of talk, you little sissy!"
He Xun, of course, did not believe it.
The sack he had borrowed wasn't big enough to fit the other person's entire body inside, so he waited patiently, all smiles, until the other person opened the sack and started spewing threats. Then he raised his hand and threw a punch!
As the fierce punch approached, Liu Ye's breath caught in his throat. Almost reflexively, he quickly ducked to dodge, but was still grazed by He Xun's merciless heavy punch. Blood gushed from his nose instantly, the blood droplets splashing into the air, forming an indescribable yet beautiful violent picture under the golden sunset.
"Fuck you!"
Liu Ye was furious. The veins on his body bulged, and he quickly bent his right knee and delivered a whip kick to He Xun's waist and abdomen!
He Xun couldn't dodge and took the hit head-on. He frowned and groaned, but he was very resilient. His seemingly weak waist and abdomen didn't budge at all! Liu Ye was even more furious. Blood rushed up his tailbone to his head. He reached out with one hand and grabbed He Xun's wrist tightly, while his other hand went straight for He Xun's arm!
He Xun quickly retreated, squatting down to lower his center of gravity, and then, like lightning, grabbed Liu Ye's neck with one hand, narrowly avoiding the over-the-shoulder throw!
"Fine, I underestimated you, you little sissy!" Liu Ye was taken aback at first, then raised his hand and gripped He Xun's wrist tightly, a fierce glint in his eyes, his voice hoarse, "I was just playing with you earlier, now it's for real!"
He Xun didn't say anything, but raised his eyebrows provocatively. Just as Liu Ye was about to charge forward, he quickly raised his knee and kicked forward, aiming straight at Liu Ye's knee joint!
"!"
Liu Ye's pupils dilated in shock.
Oh no! This pretty boy is too fast!
He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and at the same time, scenes of people being crippled by frontal kicks that he had seen in the past in the fighting arena flashed through his mind like snowflakes.
He stood frozen in place, almost powerless, and just when he thought he was really going to fail, He Xun's leg slightly shifted, grazing his knee.
"......"
Liu Ye paused, and a gentle breeze swept by, making him realize that his back was completely soaked.
Just... just a little bit more... and his leg would have been crippled...
"Are you serious?"
He Xun smiled at him, his handsome face displaying a vivid expression, arrogant and unrestrained.
Liu Ye's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he slowly looked at He Xun, as if relieved to have survived a disaster, before feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Should he be grateful to He Xun for sparing his life, or should he continue beating people up?
Just as he hesitated, He Xun grabbed his collar with his hands crossed and thumbs pointing inwards, his forearms slamming and squeezing the sides of his neck. At the same time, his sharp elbows sank down, his supple body leaning forward, executing a beautiful and standard cross twist on the ground!
"Damn it!" Liu Ye's eyes widened suddenly, and the gratitude he had just felt vanished in an instant. He roared, "I shouldn't have gone easy on you, you pretty boy!"
He Xun licked his dry lips, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He was not ashamed but rather proud: "Sorry, my body reacted on its own."
"Fuck you! That's called a sneak attack!"
As he spoke, Liu Ye found the looser side of He Xun's arm, rolled over to dissipate the force, and quickly broke free from the armbar!
Once off the ground, the two started fighting again in the alley.
As the setting sun gradually painted the bluestone slabs red, He Xun and Liu Ye fought fiercely in this corner of the city. Just a wall away was a bustling market, with the aroma of snacks wafting through the air. If you didn't know better, you would think you were watching a Hong Kong martial arts film.
Despite Liu Ye's less-than-ideal personality, he has indeed been disciplined by the martial arts school system and his fighting style is very "gentlemanly."
But He Xun was the exact opposite of him.
He Xun was upright in nature, but his methods were far more unorthodox. This was because he had dealt with all sorts of people for far more years than Liu Ye, who was a scholar who spent most of his time in martial arts schools. He had seen all kinds of people, from the most powerful to the most ruthless, and he was bound to encounter those who used underhanded tricks. After encountering so many, he naturally learned to use underhanded tactics himself.
After several rounds, Liu Ye gradually found himself unable to hold on. A metallic taste began to rise in his mouth, and then everything went black before his eyes. His movements slowed down, and he was finally pinned to the ground by He Xun.
The outcome is decided.
He Xun knelt down on one knee, placed one hand on Liu Ye's shoulder, and deftly pulled out a cigarette and a lighter from the other's pocket with the other hand.
Click—
A dark blue flame shot into the air. He Xun took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled a puff of white smoke a few seconds later.
Liu Ye lay on the ground in a disheveled state, staring at the young man before him.
Blood was still seeping from the other person's forehead, and his face was also bruised, but he did not look disheveled. Dark red bloodstains spread from the corner of his eye to his chin, and his whole body exuded a bloody aura that was full of oppressive power, like some kind of tempting poisonous vine growing at the bottom of a dark cliff that was cut several times but was still bleeding and baring its fangs, making a comeback.
Liu Ye couldn't help but shiver.
"Fine, fine! You're awesome, okay? Let's call a ceasefire, I'm exhausted! I've never fought for this long in my entire life!"
Liu Yeqiang pretended to be calm, but his tone was clearly not as tough as before, which could be considered as him admitting defeat to the pretty boy first.
He Xun wiped the blood from his face, tapped the ash from his cigarette with a slight bend of his finger, and gave Liu Ye a cold glance: "You think I wanted this?"
As he spoke, he stood up and finally looked down at the foolish follower.
The man had a stubble beard, but upon closer inspection, he didn't seem particularly old.
His muscles are alright, though, considering he's a trained athlete.
But—what on earth is that thing he's wearing??
Trendy guy He Xun's gaze lingered on the other person's sleeveless old man's shirt, which he wouldn't even take if it were given to him for free. After a few seconds, he finally couldn't take it anymore and said, "What the hell are you wearing? How dare you follow people dressed like that?!"
And the tracking was so bad!
Liu Ye was completely dumbfounded.
What was he wearing?! What was he wearing?!
This is the standard look for Chinese men, you know? A laid-back style, you know?
Then he looked at what He Xun was wearing: a thin white and blue jacket, black sweatpants, a plain ring on his hand, and an earring in his ear, which almost blinded him.
He looks effeminate no matter how you look at him.
Liu Ye snorted, his tone full of discrimination and contempt: "Do you think everyone dresses like you, all flashy and like a homosexual?"
"You should stay away from me, I'm homophobic."
As he spoke, Liu Ye shuddered and dodged to the side.
He Xun laughed in exasperation.
Where does this confidence come from?
"Don't worry about me at all. Even if I were gay, I would never be interested in you. I don't need to worry about your ugly chrysanthemum. Fuck you, you'd better turn off the lights."
If you're going to be gay, you should at least be with someone like Mo Shilin who's all respectable and decent... Ugh! What the hell, why would he think of Mo Shilin at a time like this?
"Have you even seen my chrysanthemum before you call it ugly? Your chrysanthemum is beautiful!"
"I haven't seen it before, why don't you take it off now so I can see?"
"You sissy, how can you speak so awfully!"
"I can't even match how rude you are, a Qing Dynasty person."
"you!"
The sight of two grown men loudly insulting each other's anuses was simply too much to bear, especially since both of them were covered in blood. Even in this secluded alley, passersby were frequently glancing at them.
Some naive young girls even started shipping the couple on the spot: "Look! It's Beauty and the Beast! I'm totally shipping them!"
"Are they the couple on the opposing lane? They smell so good!"
He Xun: "......"
Liu Ye: "......"
The two slowly turned their heads and looked at each other.
Who is the beauty and who is the beast?
It's clear at a glance.
However, both the beauty and the beast were clearly disgusting, and Liu Ye, a homophobic man, almost vomited up his dinner from the day before yesterday.
Both of them had their pride, so they could only suppress their displeasure and retreat to the very back of the alley.
Night fell completely, and the temperature of the wind dropped sharply.
The cool breeze blocked out the noise of the crowd, and the two stopped in their tracks.
He Xun stared intently at Liu Ye with deep eyes and said calmly, "Why were you following me? Who sent you?"
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