The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

Wang Shi followed Ma Qi and his group closely, his eyes fixed on the front. When he saw Zhao Shao successfully lure one of them away, he thought to himself:

"Well, yes, this guy is a bit like me and resourceful! In this case, it seems necessary to win him over."

However, in sharp contrast to Wang Shi's praise, Ma Qi and several others were full of doubts at this moment.

The younger brother who had claimed to have seen a ghost was the first to speak:

"It's already this late, and they haven't come back yet. Could it be that they really encountered a ghost?"

Although Ma Qi firmly believed that ghosts and other supernatural phenomena did not exist in the world, he could not help but sigh repeatedly when he thought about the current situation:

"I, Ma Qi, have always been very organized and well-reasoned in my work, so how could I have expected such a disaster today?

It's such bad luck!"

At the same time, he turned around and scolded the short brother who had been yelling non-stop:

"Okay, stop yelling!

They probably won’t come back.”

After all, just based on the terrified sound heard from Liu Di before, it is enough to infer that there must be something extremely dangerous and potentially fatal hidden on the corner of the street. As to whether it is a person or a so-called ghost, it is still uncertain.

The younger brother who had just joined the organization had a look of fear on his face and kept muttering:

"I think this time we're really haunted by a ghost!

Otherwise, tell me, who would shout about ghosts for no reason? It doesn't make sense at all!"

At this moment, the other two new brothers who had also joined the group quickly nodded in agreement:

"That's right, you're absolutely right!

You know, half an incense stick of time has passed. If that person hadn't encountered something strange and scary, he should have come back here a long time ago!

So in my opinion, we should just split up and run for our lives!

That way, even if there really is a ghost, it can't catch up with all of us at the same time. At most, it can only catch one of us who is unlucky."

Compared to these panicked and chaotic younger brothers, Ma Qi seemed particularly calm and composed.

He stood quietly by, his eyes firm and calm, as if thinking about the best strategy to deal with the current predicament.

However, before the order was given, the three brothers who were planning to escape had already run away like wild horses.

As they had discussed before, the three chose to escape separately.

One of them rushed towards Wang Shi...

Wang Shi had a sly yet excited smile on his face, and whispered softly:

"Hehe, the tip of my knife can no longer suppress the restlessness in my heart..."

Unlike Zhao Shao's reckless and brutal way of killing, Wang Shi seemed more decisive and straightforward.

He waited early on one side of the road that the fugitives had to pass, quickly took out a thin rope, and skillfully pulled out a line of defense.

When the younger brother who was running away passed by, he was caught off guard and tripped by the thin rope.

Just as he was struggling to stand up again, Wang Shi appeared beside him quietly like a ghost. With a flash of cold light in his hand, the sharp blade ruthlessly cut through the air. In an instant, the poor little brother died before he even had time to see the situation clearly.

Wang Shi curled his lips and muttered disdainfully:

"Humph! Come on, you have so many other places to go, but you have to run to me. Aren't you just courting death?"

Before he finished speaking, he began to clean up the clues left at the scene...

.........

At the same time, the younger brother who firmly believed in superstitions ran towards the street corner where Zhao Shao was in panic, like a frightened bird.

After he stepped into that corner with trepidation, time passed by minute by minute, but nothing unusual happened.

He secretly rejoiced:

"What a bunch of fools!

How could they know:

The most dangerous place in the world is also the safest place?

Fortunately, I have heard such words from that storyteller before."

So he continued to walk forward. Since he had no torch to illuminate the way, he did not notice any difference along the way.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy, thinking that he was extremely lucky to be able to embark on this smooth road by such a coincidence.

He was in such a good mood that he couldn't help humming a little tune.

However, as the saying goes, "Excessive joy leads to sorrow", as soon as he started singing, Zhao Shao, who was taking care of the funeral, happened to hear it.

Zhao Shao was puzzled. Who was singing here?

If it was just a passerby, it would be fine, but if this person was an enemy, then he would make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shao immediately decided to follow the sound of the song to find out what was going on.

As the distance got closer, Zhao Shao became more and more certain of the other party's identity - he must be a younger brother under Ma Qi.

After all, when he had been working with Wang Shi before, he had also paid attention to the general appearance of these enemies and had a certain understanding of their physical characteristics.

Before he got close, Zhao Shao took out the knife that was still stained with blood, rushed forward quickly, and slashed at the opponent's neck.

Perhaps everyone has a sense of danger, but the strength of each person's sense is different.

The superstitious young man was a person with extremely keen perception. When he sensed the extremely sharp and cold blade coming towards him, he dodged without hesitation.

However, despite his timely reaction, he still failed to completely avoid the fatal blow. The sharp blade still left a shocking, several-inch long, hideous wound on his chest.

In an instant, the singing stopped abruptly. He knew that he was in an extremely dangerous situation. At the same time, he knew that with the means he currently possessed, only the cigarette holder in his hand might be of some use, and the rest were useless.

But with just this little strength, how can we compete with the powerful enemy in front of us?

So, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, turned around and ran away.

It's a pity, how could he escape from Zhao Shao, who runs through the deep mountains and old forests all year round as if he were walking on flat ground?

Not long after, Zhao Shao caught up with him again and knocked him to the ground. This time, he was unable to get up...

Turning his gaze back to Ma Qi, he saw the three companions fleeing in panic. He had no choice but to give orders to the remaining two brothers:

"Let's escape from here together, three of us!

If something unexpected happens along the way, we can still take care of each other."

After Wang Shi properly dealt with the body and returned to the place to check on Ma Qi's condition, he was shocked to find that the other party had disappeared without a trace.

Helpless, Wang Shi could only move his legs and desperately chase forward...

What no one expected was that one of Ma Qi's subordinates had successfully escaped...