Under the fist

Chapter 45 The Strange Man, Wrong Guess

"Save...Save..."

Hearing the young man's painful cries for help, Lian Youming felt a pang of pity, but was powerless to do anything. He could only crouch down and cover the bleeding, leaking neck with his hand. Even though the two were strangers and had never met before, since the young man had spoken, he was willing to lend a hand.

Lian Youming respects every life. Beneath his nonchalant laughter, whether it is himself or others, he can give them enough respect if he can, even if they are future adversaries, mortal enemies, or unparalleled rivals, he can let them die with dignity.

Just like when he saved the girl beside him, Lian Youming would only suspect her identity, but never regret saving her.

He simply couldn't bear to stand by and watch a weak person suffer humiliation and torment right before his eyes.

Even if he had doubts before making a move, Lian Youming would never remain indifferent.

Because if there is any doubt, there is a possibility of guessing wrong.

Between right and wrong, good and bad, he wanted to choose the good.

That's my true nature, and it's extremely difficult to change it.

Having lived two lives, he gained far more than a superior perspective or rationality. On the contrary, Lian Youming cherishes everything he has now and loves life more, with sincerity, passion, and enthusiasm, rather than being swayed by gains and losses.

Unfortunately, the injuries were too severe.

You can cover up the wound, but you can't cover up the loss of life.

The young man fell to the ground, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

"Oh, what a pity!"

Lian Youming closed the other person's eyes, sighed, and then took the two large yellow croakers from the other person's arms.

The fact that these people were able to break in first means that something must have happened on Li Da's side.

Lian Youming even had reason to believe that during the two months he waited, Li Da had likely already sent people in to investigate.

Judging from the looks of it, most of those who came in were in grave danger.

The girl named "Xiao Li" watched his actions intently, her eyes filled with pity, her lips uttering sighs, and her kindness undisguised.

She also sighed softly, "Sigh."

Lian Youming turned to look at her and said, "I don't know if you're faking it or acting, but you're really good at acting for so long. If you go to college and apply to the acting department, you'll definitely win an award... Li Da is such a jerk, this place is too scary."

Seeing that the girl didn't respond, Lian Youming was about to continue exploring forward when he suddenly noticed that her eyes had changed. Her face was pale and bloodless, and her eyes were staring straight at him, her pupils trembling, as if she had been dumbfounded.

"Don't be silly, I'm a coward."

Lian Youming's eye twitched, his expression exactly the same as Liu Dabiao's when he saw the golden cat that night.

There's something behind me.

The instant he spoke, Lian Youming glanced back with his gun without a second thought, gripped his military dagger with his left hand, and slashed it.

A cold glint flashed across the sky. His eyes darted around, but there was nothing in front of him except for half a corner of his clothes on the ground.

overhead.

In a split second, Lian Youming raised his gun and fired, using his left hand to pull the terrified girl behind him.

so fast.

In the flickering firelight, a figure scrambled through the flames, its hands and feet sliding like a giant gecko, clinging to its head, its hair disheveled, its eyes gleaming with a chilling light. In a flash, it plunging down from mid-air, it pinned down Lian Youming's right hand as he raised his spear.

The shot missed its mark, and the strange man hung upside down in mid-air. His other hand reached out with lightning speed, and with a single release and retraction, the girl on the ground was wrapped under his arm and hung in mid-air, flying swiftly towards the other side.

"Don't leave."

Lian Youming was shocked. He quickly put away his pistol, roared, and leaped up, grabbing the strange man's right leg.

"Ok?"

But it didn't matter if he didn't grab it. As soon as he grabbed it, he immediately felt a strange spiraling force erupt from under the other's skin. It was fierce and domineering, and with a shake, it actually knocked Lian Youming's right hand away.

"Silk-reeling energy?"

Lian Youming exclaimed in surprise.

Is this person a master of Tai Chi?
But he wouldn't give up. He pushed off the wall and leaped up, his fists moving like hammers, the force of the blows like the beating of a drum.

Hearing the exclamation, the strange man glared back fiercely. With a single arm, he moved as if deflecting and embracing, as if sealing and closing. Seemingly weak and boneless, yet as difficult to deal with as a steel whip, he moved left and right, using softness to overcome hardness, and actually blocked both of Lian Youming's fists.

Such techniques definitely belong to a master of Tai Chi.

Lian Youming's expression turned grave, and he couldn't help but say, "Stop acting, this is a tough nut to crack, hurry up and deal with her." But when he looked again at the girl under the strange man's arm, she had already fainted.

Lian Youming's heart sank. Had this person gotten so into the role that he'd fallen into it himself? How could he faint so easily? Wasn't he supposed to be a master of the White Lotus Sect?

Looking at this strange man again, what if he is the one who practices blood-drinking martial arts? The consequences are unimaginable.

After exchanging only a dozen or so blows, Lian Youming was so shaken by the fierce force that his blood and qi surged, forcing him to retreat a few steps.

Just as he was about to catch his breath, a gust of wind followed closely behind, striking his chest. The strange man's arm twisted and turned like a serpent, his fist clenched around the Phoenix Eye, breaking through Lian Youming's fists, and then lightly tapped his chest like a chicken pecking at rice.

With this strike, an indescribable force immediately spread from the point to the surface, originating from Lian Youming's chest and extending to his limbs, striking his entire body and causing his whole body to stiffen and go numb.

"What kind of method is this!"

Staggering backward, Lian Youming felt as if he had been struck by an acupuncture point; his limbs became sluggish and numb, and he fell straight down.

His eyes changed slightly, and he exhaled lightly, quickly mobilizing his muscles and internal energy, because the opponent's punch had just injected a strange force into his body.

This strange force was particularly peculiar, like a plucked string, causing his entire body to tremble uncontrollably, leaving him feeling numb and weak, as if it had struck a nerve. It seemed similar to the "Silk Reeling Force" passed down to him by the old man guarding the mountain, yet there were some differences, but it was equally capable of disrupting a person's balance, strangely powerful.

Fortunately, his Golden Bell Shield technique was gradually taking shape, his muscles and bones were becoming stronger, and his muscles were constantly wrapped inside, so he could regain his mobility with a slight tilt of his body.

The strange man also showed surprise, but did not linger, and led the girl away to the other side.

"Put the person down."

Lian Youming's face was grim, but he kept up the chase. He now hoped that Xiao Li was some kind of expert from the White Lotus Sect.

The wind whistled past their ears as they ran and chased each other. Unexpectedly, the tunnel was a maze of tunnels, and he followed the other person, turning left and right, and for a moment he couldn't tell which way was which.

Just as they were getting anxious, three figures suddenly appeared from one of the passageways.

"You brat, I let you escape just now, let's see what you do now."

It turned out to be those three White Lotus Sect demons who had chased him on the mountain before.

Lian Youming was not alarmed but delighted, and hurriedly said, "Something bad has happened! That little girl has been captured! You must go and rescue her quickly!"

The three people opposite exchanged glances, and then one of them, dressed as a noblewoman, spoke up: "What's wrong with you, boy? That little girl has nothing to do with us. She's just someone we kidnapped from down the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Lian Youming couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face turning inexplicably pale.

"You're not just putting on an act?"

The woman said jokingly, "Who do you think you are? A hot commodity? Acting all this time, all you do at such a young age is daydream. Do we need to go to all this trouble for a greenhorn like you? We could have just followed you. As for why we went to your house, it's just that this lecherous fellow was a little late and didn't know you were in that wooden house. It was just a lucky accident."

The woman looked at the burly man beside her; he was the one who had kidnapped Xiao Li.

Lian Youming's expression immediately became uncertain.

"So, it was all a coincidence?"

The woman smiled and said, "Of course it's a coincidence."

Lian Youming stood there dumbfounded.

guessed wrong?
Xiao Li is actually just an ordinary person.

"Grass!"

He cursed angrily and turned to continue searching for the strange man.

But the three people beside them all moved at the same time and surrounded them.

The woman raised an eyebrow, her expression strange, a mixture of amusement, a sigh, and perhaps a mockery. "Young man, you can barely take care of yourself, yet you still have the mind to worry about others? Listen to me, obediently lead the way for us. Considering your kind heart, we'll take you out after we get what we want. This place has some formidable presence; you're guaranteed to die if you go alone. Besides, you might not live to enjoy those things."

"No way, we want to get some benefits too. This place is so crooked and winding, who knows where we'll get out?"

People in the passage rushed out after hearing the sound.

There were three familiar faces inside; they were the same three men who had tried to kill him on the truck.

The woman warned again, "Young man, I advise you not to get any crooked ideas. If you go astray once, I'll break your arm."

Lian Youming was surrounded and could only sigh helplessly.

Ultimately, it's a matter of insufficient strength.

(End of this chapter)