Xie Jianye lay on one of the big dog's heads and wrapped his arms tightly around its neck. He felt that the oncoming night wind was as sharp as a knife. If he didn't use some force on his hands, he might be blown off.
He narrowed his eyes and watched where this strange dog with two heads planned to take him.
The middle-aged man's mind was still in chaos, and it was difficult to form complete thoughts; he felt that everything that happened today had a strange and bizarre color, almost like the contents of the cartoons he watched with Yuzhi when he was a child.
At this age, I never thought I could still follow "Fantasy".
Midway, the two-headed strange dog that was about to arrive near the forest began to slow down. Xie Jianye raised his head and saw a familiar figure walking unsteadily in front.
"Yuzhi, you...!"
Xie Jianye hurriedly climbed down from the dog and ran towards the weak figure.
The long, straight hair that was usually neatly combed was now messy on her shoulders. The girl's face was pale, and her thin and delicate figure seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time. Her top and culottes were stained with dust and gravel, and she was limping. Walking crookedly.
Only her eyes, set off by her tired look, became even brighter, like two cold stars in the night.
"W-what's wrong with you?"
Xie Jianye asked quickly. He had never been so panicked when he was pointed at a gun.
"There's no time, Dad, tell me..."
Xie Yuzhi breathed out a little weakly. She stretched out her hand and grabbed her father's arm tightly.
"What did the person who threatened you say? Did he mention what they were looking for?"
After Xie Jianye told her about the "egg" dug out of the ground and placed in the safe, Xie Yuzhi nodded slightly.
"I see, it seems our guess was right."
"What happened?"
Xie Jianye has noticed that his daughter obviously knows much more about this matter than he does. This is both surprising and worrying.
"There is no time to explain now. I will explain it to you when everything settles." Xie Yuzhi said, "Now, do you have a spare key with you?"
Xie Jianye was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out a new key from his arms.
"...Haha, you are indeed a father."
Xie Yuzhi smiled in a low voice, took it easily, and then waved to ask the two-headed dog to come over.
She had already hung a collar around the split-headed dog's neck in advance, and there was a capsule box on the collar that could be used to put some small items.
She stuffed the key into it, then took out her mobile phone and said to Xie Jianye.
"Dad, you go first. It might get messy in here later."
...So many people died and a large-scale gun battle broke out. It was already chaos, right? Xie Jianye thought to himself, how else could it be chaotic?
"Yuzhi, aren't you ready to leave?"
Xie Yuzhi shook his head.
"I'm going to stay here. I have this obligation until the end."
*
"Don't come over here, put your gun down."
Wu Zhifei raised his hand to stop his subordinates from approaching.
There were still five men in black who were not unconscious or killed. They appeared from all corners of the warehouse. After hearing Wu Zhifei's words, they stopped silently, but they did not put away their guns, and the muzzles were still pointed at them. Yan Jingxing is alone.
The young man couldn't help but frown.
Of course he wanted to retreat immediately, but...
It was the man in front of him who stopped him.
Although he was hit by a shotgun in the shoulder, he seemed not to be affected at all.
Moreover, this man was really fast, as if he could see through his next move, and immediately saw through his intention to leave.
After being delayed for a while, he was immediately surrounded and fell into an extremely dangerous and unfavorable situation in an instant.
A strange situation... Yan Jingxing thought to himself, those people he had defeated before might have similar thoughts, right? "Why can this person see through my actions?" - I never thought that one day it would be my turn to experience this feeling.
But the strange thing is that the other party knows that he is an enemy, but he doesn't seem to want to deal with him directly.
"I haven't been hurt in a long time."
Wu Zhifei tore off his clothes and bandaged his arm casually. He hissed out in pain while chatting with him with a leisurely smile.
"No matter whether you are facing a hail of bullets or a sea of swords and fire, or even if you are being pointed at by several guns at the same time, as long as you have these eyes of mine, you can see everything clearly..."
He tapped the corners of his eyes.
"To be precise, it is not 'seeing', but based on the direction and movement of the muzzle, it is used to determine which direction the bullet will come from, and then let the body avoid it. Therefore, unless you are deliberately pursuing excitement and not turning on the ability, otherwise people like us will Such people will hardly get hurt.”
"—You're as familiar with this feeling as I am, right?"
Yan Jingxing remained silent and did not answer.
"How long has it been since you got the warrior ability? I got it in the summer when I was thirty-two years old. It has been more than five years now, which is not too long... Maybe you have noticed that this kind of The ability can not only be used for fighting, but also has terrifying potential for 'learning'. It takes others ten or decades to hone skills, but I can let my body firmly master them in just a few months of training. remember."
Wu Zhifei started talking to himself. He seemed to be quite excited about this chance encounter with a wild "kind".
"One year after acquiring this ability, I am convinced that no athlete, fighting champion or elite soldier on this planet can beat me."
"But only to this extent, I was not satisfied. What I wanted was to reach the pinnacle and achieve unprecedented results. How could a person with superpowers be satisfied with reality? So in the next two years, I traveled around the world to visit ancient people. Martial arts training schools, traditional martial arts, yoga, judo, wrestling, boxing, wrestling... but the results are disappointing. Most of them are far less practical than the comprehensive fighting and fighting skills based on modern kinesiology. , and I have mastered all the latter.”
"Then, until that day, I finally understood something; what limited me was my biological definition of being human."
"No matter how much I improve my physical fitness through exercise, it has its limit after all. No matter how strong I am and how good my force-exerting skills are, my fists can punch through earth walls, but not concrete; I run No matter how fast it is, it will never be comparable to a cheetah, and may even be inferior to a dog."
"It was then that I met someone. He (she) told me that the true meaning of a so-called 'warrior' lies in the use of weapons - a person who uses a gun has stood on a higher level than one who has experienced hundreds of battles but with bare hands. In the realm of strength; and when a person holds the nuclear bomb launch button in his hand, even if he is still a babbling baby, he is the most powerful warrior in the world at that moment."
"...As a 'warrior', can you agree with this?"
Yan Jingxing took a deep breath.
It's not that he doesn't want to talk. In this situation, he feels that it would be a good thing to let this guy talk more and delay for more time.
but……
He's really nervous now.
Without the ability to force himself to think calmly, the fourteen-year-old boy felt an indescribable sense of oppression standing in front of this man with an unusual physique.
And what the other party said about "mastering almost all fighting skills" and "possessing combat power that surpasses any ordinary person on the earth" has a weight that makes people believe it--
Because he himself has experienced it personally, the "warrior instinct" does have this terrifying potential.
But precisely because of this, he had to stand tall at this moment.
——Don’t be underestimated, otherwise you don’t know what this guy will do.
"...I don't think the two are contradictory."
Yan Jingxing replied. There was no tremor caused by nervousness or fear in his voice. Even without the help of his abilities, he gradually became accustomed to danger. It could be said that he was forced to develop a big heart.
"If they have guns in their hands, a trained soldier has a better chance of surviving than an ordinary person, that's all."
"Haha, you're right!" Wu Zhifei laughed, as if this answer suited him very well, "Using weapons does not mean becoming a warrior, and people without weapons in their hands does not mean they are not warriors - but people like us are The ability given is precisely for us to seize and use weapons. The integration of the two is the right way."
The man clenched his fists, the strong muscles on his arms clearly bulged, and his facial expression became ferocious.
"Whether you know it in advance or not, I can tell you now: the most powerful weapon is lying behind me. Boy, let me ask you a question, are you here to snatch it from me?"
"...Since I have the same ability as you, of course I am qualified to get it."
"well said!"
Wu Zhifei nodded slightly.
"At this moment, only the two of us are qualified to fight for it. Then we might as well have a head-on showdown like the ancient warriors."
He pointed to the wound on his shoulder and then to Yan Jingxing's face.
"You are very young, and the conditions between us are not equal...but a life-and-death fight is far from fair, just like I have to guard against being secretly attacked by the 'King'."
Yan Jingxing sighed secretly.
I didn’t expect that this guy even knew about the king.
Unfortunately, based on his understanding of Xie Yuzhi's ability, the eldest lady is probably completely exhausted now. Even if she didn't faint, she might not be able to help him in a short time.
In the final analysis, the time left for them to grow is too scarce. It’s been less than half a month since the three young people got super powers. Whether it’s fighting or taking risks, it’s just a matter of time…
"If I win, are you ready to let me go?"
Yan Jingxing crossed his arms and asked expressionlessly.
"Of course I have nothing to say. But to be honest, one of my men will probably give you a shot."
Wu Zhifei glanced at the people in black beside him.
"There's no way, it's not that I don't want to keep my word, they are just temporarily listening to my orders and have their own tasks, I have no reason to stop... But as long as you can really get the approval of that 'weapon', I believe this Nothing is a problem.”
As he spoke, he took out the safe key and threw it casually between the two of them.
"How about it?"
"...Okay, I promise you."
Yan Jingxing put his arms down, put his hands in his pockets, and nodded slowly.
"Very good. Started?"
"bring it on."
The next moment, their pupils became indifferent, and they made gestures of running towards each other.
Wu Zhifei's steps were bigger and faster, and he crossed the distance between the two people almost in the blink of an eye. He whipped up strong wind with a punch and smashed it down with a roar.
The man's palm flashed with cold light, and when his fist was still three inches away from Yan Jingxing's head, it unexpectedly protruded;
Yan Jingxing only had time to take a step before he immediately stopped. His hand in his pocket suddenly flicked, and a flying knife was shot out at a very close distance.
(End of chapter)
