Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Dead Warrior

  Wang Chan's body reaction speed. Still on his own nerves, as soon as he had a thought in his mind, he instinctively completed the dodging action, "Yan Qing eighteen flips", his body bent down and rolled continuously, shaking left and right, and at the moment of avoiding the first bullet, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

  He knew that the man was not slow to react, and he had already aimed his second shot. He quickly dodged behind a thick white pine tree, just in time. There was another muffled sound as the bullet hit the tree, taking away a large piece of bark.

  At the same time, Wang Chan also focused his mind and didn't have time to think "what kind of person is going to deal with me". He glanced up with his eyes and suddenly saw a piece of rock more than two people high on the right rear side. Against the sunlight, there was a dazzling flash of light.

  Faintly visible, on the rock face was a black gun barrel, first suddenly retracting backwards, immediately followed by two figures standing up and walking away. Apparently they were also well-prepared, knowing Wang Chan's ferocity, under sudden attack, neither of the two shots hit their mark, immediately realizing the assassination had failed, preparing to flee at once.

  But they came easily and were well-prepared, and when the murder didn't succeed, they thought of retreating. Is there such an easy thing in this world? What Wang Chan hated most was being attacked from behind.

  Moreover, Wang Chan had been attacked by people with guns in Ha city several times, and after being pointed at the head, his vigilance towards firearms had reached its peak. Later, on the helicopter to Beijing, he consciously asked Lei Feng about the history of modern firearm development. Although he only asked briefly, Lei Feng's introduction wouldn't be too detailed, but Wang Chan still guessed from the sound of the gun that attacked him earlier that the two men were using a "sniper rifle" that could kill people silently within one to two kilometers.

  Knowing the power of this sniper rifle, it is far superior to ordinary firearms, and even some specially made foreign anti-material rifles can penetrate the explosive armor of an ordinary tank at a distance of one kilometer with special bullet heads. If Wang Chan hadn't recently made great progress in his skills and had a bit of "golden wind not moving cicada first awareness" ability, he could make the most correct physical reaction in the moment when danger came, and if he was calculated to be assassinated at that time, he would probably lose half his life.

  At this moment, Wang Chan saw clearly that the two men were about to withdraw in an orderly manner. Suddenly, his footwork was wrong, and he rushed out from behind the white skin pine tree, charging forward with great force, his waist and feet almost forming a straight line parallel to the sloping mountain road.

  Like discovering prey in a rapid dash of a spotted big cat. In several leaps, the person had already left the original place and rushed out hundreds of meters away.

  He charged forward again, not following the mountain path, but using his hands and feet simultaneously. He grabbed a tree trunk, jumped over rocks, and with one hand, he grasped the rock face below where the two people were hiding. The next moment, he was already flying high up, doing a somersault, and landed on top.

  The entire process, from Wang Chan getting up and flying over to standing on top of the giant rock, took only a dozen or so seconds. Measured in a straight line, the distance he covered in one breath was over 700-800 meters. Moreover, this was not flat land, but mountainous terrain. Yet, with Wang Chan's furious charge, his speed was so fast that it would make everyone in the world stare in amazement.

  Cheetahs on the African savannah are currently the fastest running animals in the world, and when hunting their favorite food, antelopes, they can run at a speed of 30-40 meters per second. Compared to Wang Zhen's speed of 60-70 meters per second at his peak, it is less than half.

  At this time, the two people who were preparing to withdraw from the rock had just run out of more than 100 meters. There was a ring road around the mountain in the back of Ba Dachu, and an off-road vehicle had been waiting there early.

  "Hurry up, he's catching up!"

  As soon as Wang Chan's feet landed firmly on the ground, he saw a black muzzle poking out of the car window. The driver yelled loudly at the two hitmen running towards him and fired several shots in Wang Chan's direction, forcing him to slow down and dodge repeatedly.

  Fortunately, at this time, the timing was too tight, and the driver in his hand was holding an ordinary handgun, which did not pose a great threat to Wang Chan. Several shots were fired into the air, but taking advantage of this opportunity, the two people running in front had already opened the car door and jumped up. In the blink of an eye, the off-road vehicle roared and rushed forward.

  "Having come and still wanting to leave, is there anything so cheap in this world?"

  Wang Chan let out a loud roar, and with one pounce, he leapt over fifty feet away. His feet pounded the ground in rapid succession, causing the earth to shake violently, and the asphalt on the highway cracked and shattered into large pieces of debris that rained down on the windows of the off-road vehicle like hailstones, startling the people inside who let out a cry of alarm and instinctively jerked the steering wheel hard, sending the car's body twisting wildly on the road before it crashed head-on into the mountain wall beside them.

  Finally settled down, still in a state of shock. At this time, Jie Wang Chan had already rushed to the side of the car with one breath, keeping pace with the off-road vehicle and driving steadily.

  The driver was taken aback, shouting and just about to raise his gun to fire, but all he saw was Wang Chan grinning at him through the car window, his snow-white teeth seeming to gleam with a ferocity that made them appear like those of a wild beast baring its bloody maw in preparation for devouring its prey.

  The next moment, Wang Chan grabbed the car door with one hand, exerting great force, and let out a loud roar, like thunder. With a cracking sound, he actually pulled down the tightly locked car door. Then, he stretched his hand in again, and in a flash of lightning, he reached into the car and dragged the driver out by the neck.

  He casually threw it down, and with a "plop", the driver was slapped onto the stone wall beside him by his hand. He didn't even hum, and instantly became a pile of bloody and mangled flesh.

  At the same time, the car lost its driver. The off-road vehicle, due to excessive speed, made a sudden sharp turn of the steering wheel and also crashed with a loud bang, losing balance. It flew up from the ground, making several flips in mid-air before crashing down onto the highway below, rolling all the way, knocking over countless shrubs. Finally, it was stopped by a large tree with a loud crash. Then another burst of shattering sounds came, mixed with an inhuman scream.

  The car crashed heavily, and the entire off-road vehicle was deformed on the spot. The two people inside were also seriously injured. Wang Chan only saw one person in the back seat, covered in blood, pinned by the deformed car door, screaming loudly. Just as he approached after getting off the highway, he heard a loud crash from the other side of the window, and then someone kicked it to pieces and quickly crawled out with their hands and feet.

  "What kind of person are you? Who told you to come?" Seeing the man crawling out of the carriage, also covered in blood, with one arm twisted backwards at an unnatural angle, white bone shards piercing through skin and flesh, yet not making a sound. Wang Chan immediately kicked him with his foot, kicking his ankle and shattering one of his legs into pieces.

  This man was not tall, with an ordinary face, but he had a small flat head. Although he was seriously injured and covered in blood, his entire body exuded a strong and heroic aura. As soon as Wang Chan saw him, he immediately remembered the three special bodyguards he had killed at the Golden Sea Building in Ha City, who all shared the same temperament as this man.

  "Could it be that Lin Yuanfang is up to his old tricks again?" Although he knew that after the incident at the State Guest House, Lin Yuanfang had been freed from the dark energy that he himself had implanted in him, and the two of them had already formed an unbreakable grudge, Wang Chan still underestimated Lin Yuanfang's vengeful heart. As soon as he had recovered for just one day, he immediately figured out his hiding location and sent someone to ambush him in the mountains.

  "You're really asking for it!"

  "Ah!" Wang Chan kicked out again, and the person who had secretly shot him from behind was left with only one small leg, which was also crushed to pieces. He knelt on the ground, coughing up blood non-stop, his body covered in wounds of all sizes, bleeding profusely. But this man, who had undergone rigorous training, did not let out a single cry of pain despite the unimaginable agony, and instead suddenly rolled his body violently, rolling right to Wang Chan's feet.

  Only one arm was left, and with a quick wipe on his calf, he pulled out a grayish-white triangular military dagger and stabbed it at Wang Chan.

  This triangular bayonet, different from the general meaning of "bayonet", is a real killer in the army. During the Vietnam War, it was called the Vietnamese people to hear the wind and be frightened, not cold but trembling, one of the most ferocious military knives in the world.

  The blade is triangular in shape, with three blood grooves, narrow at the front and wide at the back. Due to its special structure, this military dagger cannot be used for chopping like other military swords, but can only be used for stabbing. However, after the triangular bayonet enters the human body, it can quickly introduce air into the body through the blood groove, forming a large amount of foam inside the body, blocking the blood vessels and making the wound unable to heal.

  Moreover, when this military dagger was first forged, a certain amount of metallic arsenic, also known as "arsenic", was added. When the phosphating layer on the surface wears off due to frequent use, the steel body containing arsenic is exposed. Even if only scratched by the enemy's skin, it is difficult to heal. Therefore, after the self-defense counterattack war, a small number of military daggers flowed into the black market with the returning soldiers, and various rumors about "military dagger soaking in toxins" spread among the rivers and lakes.

  This Chinese bayonet can pierce any part of the human body for about 8 cm and instantly kill the enemy.

  A brutal and ruthless massacre.

  Moreover, this person is agile and has quick reflexes. Even after losing two legs and one arm, his reaction remains clear and swift. It's obvious that he often carries out murderous tasks. Not only is his marksmanship divine, but even the way he uses a bayonet to kill people is a standard military or police technique for killing with a single blow.

  Direct and to the point, without beating around the bush.

  Originally, people like this are at least special elites who have been trained for many years, have seen blood, killed people, and have big guts. With a gun in hand, even a master of boxing like Lei Meng would be dead under long-range sniping.

  But none of them could have imagined that Wang Chan's boxing skills would be so high that the sniper rifle, which had never failed before, couldn't even lock onto him. Even when it did, it still missed its target. When they tried to escape, they only managed to enrage Wang Chan further, who chased after them with all his might and caught up in an instant. He then yanked open the car door, killed the driver, and watched as the unmanned vehicle plunged into a deep ravine.

  This result was beyond everyone's expectations.

  Things have developed to an irreversible stage.

  Wang Zhen was enraged, and blood splattered five feet away.

  Still don't know how many lives will be lost to calm this dispute!!!!!

  Wang Zhan let out a cold hum, facing the man's dying counterattack, not caring in the slightest. The opponent's desperate struggle couldn't even enter his eyes. Although the stab seemed fierce and ruthless, it couldn't hide the person's weakness, like a lamp running out of oil. Without even blinking, he raised his foot and stomped down like lightning, instantly stepping on the opponent's wrist, which was raised like a venomous snake. With just one use of force, a cracking sound echoed, and the man's last intact arm was completely shattered.

  "Is that so, was Lin Yuanfang the one who sent you?" With a foot crushing his opponent's wrist, Wang Chan lifted his foot and gently placed it on the opponent's chest. With just a slight exertion of force, the man's face turned purple and green, but he still didn't make a sound, only staring at Wang Chan with eyes that revealed a nearly crazed determination.

  "Hmph, a dead soldier raised from childhood, only knowing how to sacrifice for others, without even realizing that his own life is not as good as that of pigs and dogs. Since that's the case, it's pointless for you to live." At that moment, Wang Chan also understood this person's identity, roughly being a dead soldier raised by the Lin family from childhood.

  Such a person has already been brainwashed, with a hysterical temperament, only obeying orders, and not distinguishing between good and evil. If you want to get something you want to know from his mouth, it's better to look for it yourself, which is faster.

  "There's another one in the car, go ask him. The people I've offended in Beijing are just a few, but they're all high-ranking and powerful, thinking they're above the law, but sooner or later they'll get into trouble. But Wu Wang Chan is not afraid of anyone causing trouble, he'll deal with it directly. I want to see if this matter is really about that Lin Yuan Shan who doesn't know when to stop!"

  With a determined mind, King Chan suddenly exerted force with his foot, and the killer let out a loud "pu" sound as a large amount of fresh blood spurted from his mouth. His entire chest was trampled down, his eyes rolled back, and he died instantly.

  He immediately came to the front of the overturned car, and with a bang, he punched the car body, making a loud noise, and the broken car door flew out instantly.

  His punch was really clever, with just the right amount of force. With one punch, the power went through the car body, transmitting the force through objects, not only did it knock off the car door, but also separated the part where people were squeezed in the car, and pulled them out with one hand.

  As soon as he opened his eyes, he was taken aback, but it turned out that this person was still a "familiar person" of Wang Chan. It was the tall and thin man who had been beaten by Wang Chan in the red sleeve forest, and later Wang Chan learned that this person and the short and fat man were both under Lin Yuanfang, the disciple of Gao Qiuru.

  There's no need to ask anymore. Wang Chan recognized that this person was Lin Yuanfang's bodyguard, and it was clear who the mastermind behind this incident was.

  But by then, Wang Chan was no longer so angry. Since there are grudges, it is inevitable that people will be shot in the back, which is an unavoidable thing sooner or later.

  When something happens, just solve it.

  Getting angry again is not what a wise man would do! It's also useless!

  "It's a small world, I didn't expect to run into you again here." One hand grasped the tall and thin man's neck, Wang Chan smiled with great pleasure, "Tell me, where is Lin Yuanfang now?"

  "Don't kill me……!" The tall and thin man's mouth was constantly oozing out dark red blood, obviously the car accident earlier had caused him to be seriously injured, affecting his internal organs, otherwise the blood wouldn't be this color. And he had been by Lin Yuanfang's side for a long time, also familiar with Wang Chan's methods, killing people without batting an eye, now that his life was in someone else's hands, he didn't even dare to say much, not even resisting.

  The bamboo tube dumped beans, and he blurted out everything he knew all at once.

  However, Wang Chan is now being protected by Yue Po and Lei Feng. They had already made it clear to the Lin family that they were not allowed to move against Wang Chan in a short period of time. But Lin Yuanshan was always someone who could only take advantage of opportunities and couldn't afford to lose. He had suffered several big losses at Wang Chan's hands, and the last time he almost lost his life. How could he be willing to accept this? So, he secretly sent one of his trusted assassins, armed with a sniper rifle, to kill Wang Chan from a distance. At the same time, he was afraid that the plan would fail and be discovered by his family members, who would blame him. Therefore, he secretly hid in Gao Qiru's "White Crane Association" in Beijing, gathering a large number of skilled martial artists as bodyguards to protect himself against any unexpected events.

  "As long as you don't kill me, I can take you to find them... However, you have offended the Lin family and will eventually be forced to flee for your life. I advise you to think carefully, endure for a moment and calm down, retreat a step and broaden your horizons..." Without the external pressure of the car on his body, the tall and thin man, although still being choked by Wang Zhan, spoke more smoothly than before, and there was also a hint of blood color on his face.

  Racking my brain, how to persuade Wang Chan not to kill himself. This place is the back mountain of the eight major scenic spots, and there are few tourists, often one or two hours without seeing a shadow of a person. If he was left here, just bleeding, he wouldn't last long.

  But unexpectedly, Wang Chan didn't plan to leave any survivors. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and without hesitation, he used force, making a cracking sound, and crushed the opponent's trachea. The tall and thin man didn't expect that when Wang Chan said kill, he would really kill. His eyes rolled back, and his legs kicked wildly in mid-air, but it was clear that he could only exhale without inhaling again.

  Wang Chan swung his hand again and threw him far away, smashing into a big tree, breaking bones and tendons, dying on the spot.

  He patted his pocket, still having some money that Zhou Lin had given him. Wang Chan chuckled to himself and sprang up from the ground, jumping high into the air like a giant ape, bounding through the mountains and forests. In just the time it took to eat a meal, he arrived at the foot of Western Mountain and got on the highway.

  He walked along the roadside for a while, then hailed a taxi and threw two 100-yuan bills to the driver, "Bai He Hui Guan".