Chapter 16: Rescue of the Beauties

  Wu Xin bid farewell to Xiao Jian and walked back, then began to ponder his background.

  Was it really Xiao Jian who happened to have such a formidable skill?

  Wu Xin was thinking as he hurried back, but since it was getting late, he took a shortcut. Unexpectedly, when he passed by the small wooden hut of a mountain guard nearby, he faintly heard someone's voice.

  Wu Xin stopped and jumped near the small wooden house, holding his breath and hiding his figure as he approached the house step by step.

  "Who!" A loud thunderclap suddenly rang out, but it came from the wooden house. Wu Xin was startled and jumped up, wondering how the other party could sense his presence when he had clearly concealed himself. Wu Xin remained still, watching to see how things would develop.

  At this time, two people walked out of the wooden house, one was extremely tall and the other was medium in stature.

  The tall and imposing man was about 40 years old, approximately two meters high, with a square face, thick eyebrows, high nose, but his eyes were half-closed, revealing a sharp glint. His pale complexion gave people an unfathomable feeling. He wore casual clothes, jeans paired with a leisure suit, his hair slightly disheveled, seemingly uncombed, yet he tightly grasped a long Japanese knife in his hand, the blade wrapped in green cloth, only exposing the handle.

  The man of medium build was slightly chubby, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his hair neatly styled, wearing glasses, looking somewhat refined. However, his belly protruded noticeably, and he held a gun in his hand.

  The tall man came out and looked around. He then gripped the knife handle tightly with his right hand, taking slow steps forward, with a killing aura surrounding him. Wu Xing felt the tall man's killing aura and became even more cautious, not daring to be careless. Although he was relying on the ingenious formation to hide his figure, in reality, he was still there, and if attacked, not only would his figure appear out of the formation, but also his defensive power would be greatly reduced at that moment, because at that time, he would be in a state of confusion, unable to see or hear.

  That tall guy walked slowly in the direction away from Wu Xin's right side for about 30 or 40 steps, suddenly relaxed his whole body, turned around lightly, and said to Fatso while walking: "How can it be so strange? Just now, it seemed like there was someone, but not a single shadow of a person was seen."

  "Look, you're too sensitive! A place like this where birds don't even shit, how can anyone come here?" Fatso laughed.

  The tall guy also smiled, holding the knife tightly in his right hand, and walked towards Wu Xing with a swift and fierce movement. When he was about two meters away from Wu Xing, the tall guy's smile suddenly froze, and with lightning speed, he stabbed at Wu Xing with extreme swiftness.

  Wu Xin was shocked and knew he had been exposed. As he tried to retreat, a strong killing intent rushed towards him, leaving no time for evasion. He could only counterattack. Wu Xin's left hand formed a fist to protect his left side, while his right hand formed a palm and suddenly swept from the right side upwards, creating a gust of wind that scattered palm shadows everywhere. The palm wind was intense, producing a loud cracking sound as it broke through the air, causing the temperature to rise instantly like a fierce flame rushing towards the tall man; the palm shadows danced in the air, making it possible to hide his figure. As soon as he counterattacked, the formation was broken, and Wu Xin suddenly fell into a state of sensory deprivation. As soon as this state appeared, Wu Xin's body suddenly retreated several feet backwards, but unexpectedly, a shocking killing intent attacked from the right side. In his panic, Wu Xin dodged to the left, and then heard several loud noises, feeling a numbness in his right leg. A bullet whizzed past, heading towards the center of his thigh, shattering the bone.

  Wu Xin let out a light hum, his heart calm and collected. His figure flashed rapidly as he took in the situation clearly. It turned out that the tall man had long since detected where Wu Xin's body was, but pretended not to know. After launching that swift and fierce attack, he anticipated that Wu Xin would retreat backward, so the tall man suddenly closed in on his right side and launched another attack. Meanwhile, the fat man took advantage of the timing to fire a round of bullets.

  "Wu Xin secretly thought, 'Good thing!' If he hadn't dodged to the left just now, he would probably be riddled with holes by now. This injury made Wu Xin realize that he had underestimated his opponent. He quickly moved behind Fatso at an extremely high speed.

  Fatso was shocked but didn't panic. His body spun around, and his right fist struck back with a powerful blow, using the unorthodox technique 'Rogue's Reversal' from the Huashan School. Wu Xin was slightly surprised, but he wouldn't underestimate his opponent again. He transformed his right hand into a claw and gently guided Fatso's punch to his own right side.

  Fatso had put all his strength into this blow, which was meant for self-defense. However, Wu Xin lightly deflected it, causing Fatso's body to spin out of control, making him stumble. At that moment, Wu Xin's left hand formed a fist and struck forward with incredible speed. This punch seemed like lightning as it approached Fatso's head.

  Fatso's face turned pale, his hair stood on end, and he felt his skull shatter like an eggshell before losing consciousness. Wu Xin had killed Fatso and quickly used the latter's body as a weapon to execute a Shaolin staff technique, charging towards Tall Guy.

  Tall Guy saw that Wu Xin had killed Fatso and immediately counterattacked. His Japanese sword flashed in the air, making several swift and elegant slashes. These moves seemed light and effortless but possessed incredible power. Wu Xin watched as Fatso's corpse was sliced into pieces, flying off in all directions.

  Wu Xin was shocked and wondered how this person's swordsmanship could be so formidable. He must be a top-notch expert in the country, which explained why he had discovered his true form earlier. It's worth noting that a high-level martial artist isn't just about brute strength; they require a high level of mental cultivation. When one reaches the realm where they can sense their opponent without relying on sight, they are close to achieving the highest level.

  At this level, killing an enemy is no longer dependent on visual cues. Wu Xin's formation would be useless against such an opponent. These thoughts flashed through Wu Xin's mind in an instant, but his hands continued to exchange blows with Tall Guy for over a dozen rounds, neither gaining the upper hand.

  Wu Xin wasn't in a hurry, as he was already at a disadvantage being unarmed against a swordsman. He had actually gained the upper hand in many ways. Tall Guy also seemed surprised by the young man's skills and secretly admired him. The two fought for hundreds of rounds before suddenly feeling a sense of mutual respect and admiration. They both retreated, ending their fight."

  The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly said in unison: "Who are you?" After that, both of them were shocked.

  "Wu Xin shook his head slightly and said, 'Your knife skills have reached the realm of perfection, so why did you assist Zhou in his tyranny and do such despicable things? It's really a waste of your extraordinary knife skills.'"

  The middle-aged man listened and was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly and said: "You sneaked away to the side with a guilty conscience, it's not something to be proud of!"

  Wu Xinzhen said solemnly: "When it comes to doing things, one must consider what is right and wrong. When necessary, one must use extraordinary means at the right moment! One cannot be bound by conventional methods, allowing evil to spread!"

  "Good! Well said!" The middle-aged man's face turned gloomy and he sneered, "I'd like to ask you, what kind of despicable things have we done to make you despise us so?"

  Wu Xin's face fell as soon as he heard this, and he hadn't even listened to half of their conversation. They might not be criminals after all, but they had killed someone as soon as they touched upon the subject. He himself had also shot and killed one person in self-defense. Thinking about it, Wu Xin was suddenly terrified. Flustered, Wu Xin argued: "This place is desolate and uninhabited, how would ordinary people come here? You're sneaking around, afraid of being discovered, if you're not doing something bad, why be so secretive?"

  The middle-aged man glanced at Wu Xin lightly and smiled: "So what about you? You're also here, aren't you doing something bad too?"

  Wu Xin's face turned red as he listened, unable to speak a word. In his heart, he secretly began to feel shocked and wondered if he had mistakenly killed an innocent person.

  Seeing Wu Xin not speaking, the middle-aged man smiled lightly and said: "Do you think you've been too reckless? Although we made the first move, you shouldn't have killed him. You were eavesdropping on us in secret, so naturally we would make the first move. But you really shouldn't have!"

  The middle-aged man saw Wu Xin and smiled silently: "You don't have to worry about it either! Since you've done it, don't regret it. He's not a good person anyway, he deserved to die young!"

  Wu Xin listened and felt a weight lift off his shoulders. He asked softly, "May I ask who you are, senior?"

  "It doesn't matter who I am." The middle-aged man said lightly: "Your martial arts skills are indeed very good, and may even be much higher than mine. It's really unexpected!"

  Wu Xin's face turned red with shame as he said, "I was careless for a moment and took action, but as soon as I did, I regretted it. It was really too rash."

  The middle-aged man smiled and said, "That's not entirely your fault, after all, you're inexperienced. In the future, think carefully before doing things, and don't regret them afterwards! By the way, do you know my name?

  Wu Xin saw that he spoke very much like his master, and unconsciously showed a few more points of respect, answering: "I have little experience, I can't tell who the senior is?"

  "Can you see through my swordsmanship?"

  "Light and effortless, swift as the wind, yet the force is extremely heavy. Is this the Long Dragon Knife Technique?" Wu Xin asked.

  "Not bad, this knife technique is indeed the Long Dragon Knife Technique! Then can you guess who I am?"

  Wu Xin blushed and shook his head.

  The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I knew you didn't know. Ordinary martial artists would recognize me as Duan Yun the moment they see my knife skills, but I know you're the kind who only recognizes martial arts, not people."

  Wu Xin said with a blush: "Could it be that you are the Sword Hero? I don't like to hear those martial arts anecdotes unrelated to actual martial skills."

  "You think it's useless, but sometimes knowing these things is very important when you're in the jianghu. This way, you won't easily offend people you shouldn't and can also roughly tell what's right and wrong. So next time, take the opportunity to learn more and remember more. Also, I've discovered that your lightness skill is unparalleled, but your other martial arts skills are quite ordinary! Are you especially fond of lightness skill? Children are always like this! If not for your exceptional internal and lightness skills, you would have lost to me."

  Wu Xin nodded and said: "Thank you for your guidance, I will definitely intensify my practice in the future. May I ask what brings you here?"

  "It's actually an investigation. The guy just now was from the Black Dragon Society, I've been following him and tricked him into trusting me, but then I ran into you. I thought it was a secret surveillance by the Black Dragon Society, fortunately, there were no losses."

  "Hei Long Gang? Hei She Hui? What do they do?"

  "What else can you do? Do everything! Alright, there are a few little girls inside, trouble you to take care of them. I'll give you this small token, you go find the Director of the Public Security Bureau, he will help you!" Duan Yun said as he handed a small copper token to Wu Xin.

  Wu Xin saw it was a small plaque in the shape of an eagle, with several words engraved on it: "Flying Eagle Team!"

  "Is this your organization's name?" Wu Xin asked.

  "Hmm! This token is yours now, you must be careful with it. Once they see this token, they will listen to you, but don't lose it and don't use it unless absolutely necessary. With it, you can directly mobilize a battalion of troops without any explanation. You must be extremely cautious!" Duan Yun said.

  Wu Xin listened and was startled, saying: "You believe in me so much? Aren't you afraid I'll do something reckless?"

  "Haha! I think you're not a bad person either, do well! I'll contact you again in the future!"

  Wu Xin nodded, and Duan Yun left.

  He jumped into the small hut and saw an open door on the ground, knowing it was a tunnel entrance. Wu Xin jumped down. Inside, it was very spacious, but the light was very dim. However, he could see that there were seven or eight children tied up inside, their mouths sealed with adhesive tape.

  Wu Xin hurried over and untied their ropes, saying: "Let's go!"

  Those children stared blankly at him, motionless for a long time.

  "What's wrong! You're all right, you can go home now!"

  Several children burst into tears.

  Wu Xin thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "You're wrong, I'm not the bad guy. The bad guy has already left. You can go back to your real home, not be sold to someone else's home."

  Those kids looked at each other and burst out laughing.

  "Come on! Let's go!" Wu Xin smiled and said: "Hurry back home to see Dad and Mom!"

  Several children followed and climbed up the stairs. Probably having stayed underground for a long time, when they came out, several people didn't feel like covering their eyes. Wu Xin was stunned! It turned out that all nine of them were girls, about 13 or 14 years old, and extremely beautiful and lovely. Seeing this, Wu Xin sighed, wondering if these criminals still had any conscience at all?

  A few little girls slowly got used to the bright environment outside and walked over to surround Wu Xing, their eyes shining with grateful gaze, as if they were about to cry at any moment.

  Wu Xin was flustered and said: "Don't thank me, it was actually another uncle who told me you were here!"

  A girl said in a low voice: "Big brother, we have no home to return to and don't even know where our home is!"

  Wu Xin was startled and said: "Never mind, do you remember your home address? I'll have someone send you back, okay?"

  Two little girls exclaimed excitedly: "Big brother, we remember!"

  The other three said: "We are from an orphanage, we have no home!"

  There were four of them who didn't make a sound. Wu Xin looked at them.

  One of them wailed: "I don't know anything at all! No father or mother, I don't even know what surname to use, I've grown up here all along!"

  Another one cried: "What's wrong with me! I'm the one my dad and mom didn't want, they despised me for being a girl. I was so well-behaved, but still got sold at six years old! Now it's been eight years, I don't miss them at all, I hate them, and I also hate myself for being a girl...

  Wu Xin listened and felt a thousand kinds of discomfort in his heart, then said: "You follow me! I'll first take you to a place, then those who know their home will be sent back home, those who know their previous place will be sent back there. If not, we'll discuss it later, okay?"

  Several girls nodded and followed Wu Xin.

  Where to go? Of course it's the police station!