The night sky was bathed in silvery light, and a bright moon hung high in the sky, casting a mysterious blue hue over the world.
Chu Yichen and Chu Feihong, along with the others, struggled to cover their ears, trying to resist the eerie flute music that could bewitch people and take their lives.
Chu Yichen covered his ears while frowning as he stared at the two figures shrouded in mist ahead.
Evil magic!
That was his first thought!
The world is so big, there are all sorts of wonders!
Even though technology has become humanity's greatest weapon in today's rapidly developing world, there are still many extraordinary individuals with special skills.
He had seen similar evil arts before, but few could use them in such a bizarre and difficult way that they were impossible to guard against.
His eyes were fixed on the figure holding the flute, his gaze trying to pierce through the mist and see the true face of Mount Lu beneath the fog.
These two shadowy figures shrouded in mist were none other than Xiao Wujie and Lu Zhufeng.
While Chu Yichen was thinking, Lu Zhufeng had already swiftly knocked away several bodyguards and headed straight for Chu Feihong.
His mission tonight is to take Chu Feihong's life.
Chu Yichen is well hidden, so it might not be easy to succeed. Chu Feihong is no pushover either, but that depends on who he's facing.
Compared to this extraordinary former king of soldiers, Chu Feihong is probably only slightly stronger than a chicken.
At first, he also thought that hiding in the BYD Group for one night was the best option, but Xiao Wujie calmly stated that offense is the best defense.
Normally, Chu Feihong and Chu Yichen were cautious and wary. Even if they disliked him, it wouldn't be easy for them to kick him. Could they really let this guy, who had delivered himself to their doorstep today, go?
When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave will prevail; it's hard to say who will outmaneuver whom!
After all, with a former king of soldiers joining forces with a master of unpredictable and magical methods, they probably have no rivals.
Despite appearing outnumbered, we actually have the upper hand!
In the blink of an eye, Lu Zhufeng was already in front of Chu Feihong. Without saying a word, his huge fist slammed into Chu Feihong's face with great speed and force.
Chu Feihong was no weakling who could not even kill a chicken, and he quickly reached out to block.
But Lu Zhufeng's strength was beyond imagination. When that fist landed on his arm, he felt like his bones were about to shatter.
His whole body trembled violently, and he couldn't help but take several steps back.
Take advantage of your weakness and kill you!
As he retreated, Lu Zhufeng's kick was already aimed straight at his defenseless abdomen.
Just as Chu Feihong was about to react, Xiao Wujie's flute playing suddenly changed, causing a sharp pain in his brain and slowing down his movements.
Lu Zhufeng's kick landed solidly in his abdomen!
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
That's too fast!
That's incredible!
Chu Feihong considered himself not to be a master, but he was definitely a trained fighter. However, when facing Lu Zhufeng, he could not even last a single round and had no power to resist!
Just as Lu Zhufeng was about to deliver the fatal blow, Chu Yichen lashed out at him with a whip kick, accompanied by a whistling sound.
Lu Zhufeng was not afraid at all. He swept his long leg, cutting through the air with a sharp "whoosh".
The two legs collided violently in the air, making a loud "bang," as if two hard iron rocks were colliding.
Visible shockwaves erupted from where the legs met, scattering the surrounding dust and even distorting the air itself.
Both of them trembled slightly.
At the same time, Lu Zhufeng swiftly reached out with his right hand to grab Chu Yichen's ankle, while his left hand moved with lightning speed to reach for his chin.
Chu Yichen reacted quickly, using the force of Lu Zhufeng's attack. He pressed his toes down sharply, leaped up using Lu Zhufeng's reaction force, rolled over, and landed steadily, avoiding the double attack.
He quickly took two steps back, moving as nimbly as a cheetah, creating some distance between himself and Lu Zhufeng.
At the same time, he roared at the group of bodyguards:
"Protect the chairman, don't worry about me! Focus your forces on that flute player!"
Save Chu Feihong's life, hold off Lu Zhufeng, and concentrate your forces to take down Xiao Wujie.
The ideas are clear and well-organized.
Moreover, they can remain calm and composed even in dangerous situations.
He's a master!
Despite being rivals, Lu Zhufeng couldn't help but admire him.
However, if he thinks that he can stop him, or that a bunch of good-for-nothings can take down Xiao Wujie, then he is being a bit too naive!
With a swift movement, he transformed into a black phantom, heading straight for Chu Yichen.
On the other side, a group of bodyguards struggled against the corrosive sound waves as they approached Xiao Wujie.
But the closer one gets to the sound waves, the more difficult it becomes to resist, like an invisible blade that penetrates all material barriers and infiltrates everyone's perception.
Suddenly, the rhythm of the flute changed again, becoming more intense and faster.
To everyone's horror, the tree beneath the mysterious man's feet began to shake violently, making a piercing "crackling" sound. Its branches were twisted into strange angles, and its leaves fluttered and danced in all directions.
Cracks began to spread across the cement road surface, centered around that tree.
Those closest to Xiao Wujie began to bleed from their seven orifices, the whites of their eyes gradually turning blood red, and tears mixed with blood, sliding down their cheeks.
Thin strands of blood slowly seeped from his nostrils, ears, and mouth, forming a strange and terrifying pattern on his pale skin like fine red lines.
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