Traveling through Thailand

Sky got out of the car, sword in hand, and walked forward. When he saw the man across from him was wearing the same clothing as the others, the slight glimmer of hope in his heart completely disappeared. He gripped the sword tightly as the man approached. He held the sword in front of him and slowly drew it out.

He hadn't learned much about swordsmanship, and it was only because of that sword fight he'd demonstrated that he'd become involved. His upright posture, the sharpness of his sword when he drew it, and the restraint he displayed after sheathing it, were things he'd never forget.

Sky roughly counted them and there were ten in total. Although it was a bit difficult, it was still possible to defeat them. As for whether it was a close win, that would depend on it.

The two people in the car got out when Sky was fighting with those people. In order not to affect Sky's performance, they stood by the car and watched, their worries about the bottom of their hearts overflowing.

Fortunately, neither side aimed to take the other's life, but rather to knock down or capture the other.

After calming down, Xiao Yi tore open the chocolate wrapper, tossed it into his mouth, and bit into the chocolate, the delicate aroma filling his mouth. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it, then felt his consciousness begin to blur. Just before he lost consciousness, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "I hope you won't be so miserable next time."

"Heh, you look so shaky, you'll be dead if you keep going like this." The middle-aged man saw him throw a piece of chocolate into his mouth but didn't stop him. After all, in his opinion, the advantage was already on his side. What's more, he had already arranged for people to move along the way. If they encountered him, the escaped person would eventually return to his hands.

With his eyes clear again, Xiao Yi's first priority was to assess his body's current condition. He glanced down at the body several times, feeling a surge of disgust. He couldn't understand how, in the blink of an eye, this body had been ravaged to this point. Not only had it lost a lot of blood, but it also had several new wounds. Once the bullets were removed, scars would undoubtedly remain. The thought of this further soured his mood.

The bodies beneath his feet had all had their throats slashed with a single sword. He couldn't help but admire the original owner of the body; the cut marks were truly beautiful. It was a shame there was only a single scratch. If he had appeared sooner, he would have surely presented them with the most beautiful and fitting landscape painting. And most importantly, it would have been great if they had a chance to spar. He also wanted to see which was faster, his scalpel or his sword.

He looked up at the seven people across from him, his mind searching for answers, and confirmed that he didn't recognize any of them. Since he didn't know them, he wasn't going to be polite from now on. He habitually pulled out a scalpel from the hidden pocket at his waist. As soon as he placed his hand on it, he realized that this body wasn't his. He withdrew his hand after finding nothing, and raised the hilt of the sword in his right hand: Well, without a scalpel, I'll just have to make do with a sword.

I subconsciously flicked my wrist in a sword flower. This instinctive reaction surprised me. Then I thought it might be my body's memory playing tricks on me, so I stopped thinking about it.

"Although I don't know the specific situation, now that I'm out, I have the final say on how to deal with you." Xiao Yi licked his dry lips and continued, "Hey~ Are you ready? I'm coming."

The normally calm face was now like a new mask. That devilish look, as if he had found an interesting toy, and that playful attitude.

The middle-aged man was very annoyed by this, but it was like he had become a completely different person, which made him feel uneasy. He suddenly remembered what his teacher in Country T had said before: "The only thing you need to pay attention to during this mission, Xiao Ting, is not to let him touch any food or food that comes with alcohol."

"Teacher, why is this happening?" He didn't understand why he couldn't touch something as common as alcohol.

His teacher didn't give an answer, but warned him more seriously: "Remember, if he eats anything with alcohol in it, you must leave immediately."

"Anytime?"

"Yes, anytime."

"Even if the advantage is ours?"

"Correct."

He'd thought it was just alarmist talk, but now... he believed it. After experiencing it himself, he couldn't help but believe it. In that brief encounter, he didn't even see how he struck. All he knew was that when he came to, his limbs were crippled. The six people who followed him to the end all had their limbs crippled, and in the end, they watched him paint on their necks. The only consistent mark was the final cut, after the trachea.

Blood was flowing from the corner of Xiao Ting's mouth, and his hands and feet were twitching as he fell to the ground. He looked at him with a gloomy expression and a frightening smile: "You...you, how did you do it?" Obviously, he was seriously injured, so how could he still have such strong explosive power?

Unfortunately, he couldn't hear the answer. But his last glance fell on the package on the ground, the familiar wrapping paper carried by the breeze.

Alcoholic chocolate?

He had a ridiculous guess in his mind and came up with this outrageous answer before his consciousness faded.

Xiao Yi smiled as he watched him draw his last breath, shaking the blood from his sword back to his wrist. As he prepared to leave, Xiao Yi heard a distant noise. As the sound grew clearer, he spotted a Barbie-pink car approaching at high speed. He felt a familiarity with the car, so he stood there and waited.

After the car stopped, the man who emerged from the vehicle was covered in blood, but he was surprised to see his face. It was the boy he'd sparred with the previous time, the one whose skills were somewhat similar to his. The stains and blood on his body told him he'd certainly been in combat before.

Sky's blood was partly his, but mostly from those men. Fighting those men was unavoidable, and no matter how careful you were, the blades were always going to cut you. Of course, his victory was a tough one, but at least he had taken them down.

After he knocked down the last man and turned back to his car, he heard Rain and his father shouting, "Sky, get out of the way, it's dangerous."

"There's danger behind Rain."

“Get out of the way!!”

Because the distance was quite far, Sky didn't hear them shouting clearly. When he turned around to look at the man who was slashing at him with a sword, his pupils dilated rapidly before the sword came down.

"Sky!" X2

When everyone thought Sky was bound to be injured or killed, a gunshot rang out and the surrounding sounds instantly quieted down.

Sky stared in shock at the sword, which was only five millimeters away from him, suspended in mid-air. The sound of an object falling to the ground with a thud didn't even register a reaction.

"Are you OK?"

Before he knew it, he was surrounded by familiar faces. Sky regained his composure after Cai asked him several times.

"I'm fine. Brother Cai, why are you here?" He guessed in his heart that it was Xiao Yi's work, but he still asked this subconsciously the moment he opened his mouth.

"We rushed over after receiving the message from Xiao Yi, but it seems we're still too late. Are there only three of you here? Where's Yi? Aren't you guys together?" He looked around but couldn't find Xiao Yi. He suspected they weren't together and were acting separately.