Zhang Beixing might already know our identities, and he doesn’t want us to leave this place. Therefore, even if so of us manage to escape by chance, this matter will be far from over. Holding this secret, Zhang Beixing would only need to ntion it casually. Even if powerful figures are backing us, they couldn’t protect us. When faced with pressure from Great Xia, those who must take the bla will, and those who deserve execution will face it. There’s no other way. So, to avoid this, I have to fight Zhang Beixing today, whether I like it or not!
The fat police officer took a gun from the car, tossed it to Scarface beside him, and said, "Scarface, kill him! If he doesn’t die today, we’re the ones who will die!"
Hearing this, Scarface naturally understood the situation. He nodded and reloaded the gun.
anwhile, Zhang Beixing, after his flying daggers reaped several lives, pressed his advantage, striking his foes while they were down. The long spear, forrly on his back, was now in his hand, its tip pointing downwards. He dragged it along the muddy ground, carving a long groove in its wake. Empowered by the Postnatal Five Qi, Zhang Beixing’s pace quickened. He covered the fifty-ter distance in just two or three seconds, rapidly closing in. The silhouettes of the fat police officer and Scarface hiding behind the car ca into view.
Seeing this, Zhang Beixing flipped his grip on the spear from inverted to upright, preparing to swing it down with the force of splitting Mount Hua.
But just then...
CLICK—
A bullet was chambered. This was the mont the fat police officer and Scarface had been waiting for, the reason for their silence.
As Zhang Beixing drew exceedingly close, the fat police officer roared without hesitation, "Fire!!!"
Simultaneously, he raised the rifle in his hands, aid at Zhang Beixing, and squeezed the trigger!
BANG! BANG! BANG!—
Flas erupted from the muzzle as bullets flew. At such close range, it would take less than 0.01 seconds for the bullets to reach Zhang Beixing! Moreover, the fat police officer had just glimpsed through the car window and seen Zhang Beixing still in the motion of swinging his spear. He won’t have ti to react or change his move, the fat police officer thought. It’s all over!
"Die!" the fat police officer shrieked, his face contorted with madness.
But then, he realized sothing horrifying: Zhang Beixing had tricked him. The previous spear-swinging motion was just a feint. His true move was the Golden Rooster Stands on One Leg!
THUD!
The long spear struck the ground, kicking up clouds of dust and mud. Zhang Beixing gripped the spear, veins bulging on his arms, his muscles coiling like dragons. Using the spear as a fulcrum, he vaulted into the air, much like a pole vaulter. Bullets whizzed harmlessly beneath him.
Then, executing the Monkey Grabbing the Moon technique, Zhang Beixing’s hands moved swiftly. As his body descended, the long spear in his grip whirled in a devastating arc, smashing down heavily onto the fat police officer’s head!
SPLAT!—
Like a smashed waterlon, the fat police officer’s head burst open under Zhang Beixing’s powerful strike. Shattered skull fragnts, brain matter, and blood sprayed everywhere. A significant amount splattered onto the face of Scarface nearby, adding a fresh layer of grotesque horror to his already grim features.
Scarface was dumbstruck. He stared at the fat police officer’s corpse, which had buckled grotesquely under the force of the spear, bending into a U-shape. Terror seized him; his face turned deathly pale, and he felt as if his insides had been ripped apart. Although he was a mber of a criminal organization and had committed countless evil deeds, he had never witnessed a scene as horrifying as this. To see a man’s head smashed open and his body caved in like that...
Holy shit!
Watching Zhang Beixing descend, spear in hand, Scarface felt a sudden warmth spread from his crotch. It was accompanied by the sound of DRIP, DRIP, and a foul stench. He had pissed himself in terror!
For a criminal, this was undoubtedly an incredibly shaful and humiliating thing to happen. But right then, Scarface couldn’t care less about his pride. Zhang Beixing’s next attack was already on its way!
As the long spear, swung swiftly by Zhang Beixing, arced towards him, Scarface’s will to survive surged to its peak in the face of mortal danger. Fueled by a rush of adrenaline, just as Zhang Beixing’s spear was about to connect, Scarface executed a desperate backward bend, narrowly evading the sweeping weapon.
Although he had avoided death, Scarface was far from unscathed. Zhang Beixing’s spear was imbued with his Gang Wind and Postnatal Five Qi, both of which possessed astonishing lethality. Even though Scarface was only grazed, the Gang Wind clinging to the spear shaft tore his ear. As he bent backward to dodge, the passing Gang Wind scraped a layer of skin from his abdon, leaving it a bloody, raw ss.
"Dammit, what are you all still looking at?" Scarface shrieked, terrified out of his wits as he saw Zhang Beixing, having missed his first strike, already preparing another. "Help !" He yelled at the others nearby, speaking faster than he ever had in his life.
Hearing his desperate cry, the others finally snapped back to their senses, as if waking from a dream. They quickly aid their weapons at Zhang Beixing and pulled their triggers. However, Zhang Beixing was now positioned directly in front of Scarface. Relying on his perception and speed, he could dodge before they even fired, evading their bullets.
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