Chapter 49: A Killer's Mercy is Only a Nod of the Head

  "Lin Shao, there are always some things in this world that are beyond our imagination!" The old man's face couldn't help but show a wave of excitement and trembling, standing still as if recalling something. After a while, he continued: "I also saw it when I was young, on Mount Luofu with my master, an old friend of my master who practiced the divine thunderbolt of Taoist thunder magic, treaded the circle, grasped the hand seal, recited incantations, and with one finger, could summon thunder in broad daylight, splitting a giant tree as thick as a man's embrace."

  "Oh, there's actually such a thing? How come I've never heard you mention it before? If even thunder and lightning can be controlled freely, doesn't that mean that there really are immortals in this world, and eternal life isn't just a myth?" Lin Yuan Shan's eyes sparkled with surprise as he listened to Gao Lao's words, his mind racing with excitement.

  Living forever, that's a dream everyone has had since ancient times. Especially those in high positions, with wealth and power, the more they think about it, the more urgent it becomes! Look at Qin Shi Huang, the emperor of all time, how many emperors throughout history have been obsessed with this way, you should also know how much people yearn for immortality.

  Lin Yuan Shan knew that this old man beside him was no ordinary person, but a famous boxer from the southern region with disciples and followers in many countries at home and abroad. If it weren't for the fact that he still owed his father a favor back then, he wouldn't have condescended to be his bodyguard. Therefore, Lin Yuan Shan had always treated him with great respect, not daring to order him around like others, and every time he asked for guidance, he would address him as "High Old".

  "Lin Shao! I don't dare say if there are immortals in this world!" Gao Lao carefully chose his words, looking slightly embarrassed: "However, I do know that the so-called Thunder Method is just a combination of internal alchemy and magic from Taoism. It's about cultivating one's mind, spirit, and willpower to merge with external energy, thereby unleashing the power of yin and yang in the air, giving rise to thunder and lightning. In the end, it's still a special skill. There's also another technique in Taoism called Palm Thunder, which is an external skill that adds the sound and light effects of white phosphorus fire to the Five Thunder Palms, deceiving people. Moreover, my master's friend didn't live long either, dying at White Cloud Mountain before he was sixty years old. Longevity is definitely not possible."

  "So, this Thunder Skill is just a technique, and in practical terms, it's not even as good as a powerful gun. It doesn't have any benefits for oneself either." Lin Yuanshan furrowed his brow, "However, if two people were to engage in close combat, this Daoist Thunder Skill would still be more formidable than any martial art. Just look at Wang Chan, he was chopped up and is now jumping around like a monkey, it's simply laughable."

  But unexpectedly, Old Gao shook his head repeatedly, with a solemn expression on his face: "Lin Shao, you've misjudged this! If I'm not mistaken, this young man named Wang Chan is more than meets the eye! Don't be fooled by how he's being forced to jump around and can't fight back now. He's busy but not flustered, with a lot of skill in his movements, and his expression is neither panicked nor fearful. I'm afraid Liu Lao San and the others will find it difficult to deal with this person. Lin Shao, if you want to deal with him, it's best to take advantage of the fact that he can't get away now and have a few people grab guns to trap him in the room. Otherwise, once he escapes, it'll be hard to find another opportunity."

  "Ah!" Lin Yuanshan's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he nodded: "I had forgotten that this Wang Chan was the culprit who injured the two senior apprentices of Gaolao. No wonder Gaolao is not forgiving. Alright, let's follow your words, we are all civilized people, the old way of fighting with fists and feet has fallen behind, no matter how high one's martial arts skills are, they can't dodge bullets. Let Gaolao go in person, just in case!"

  "Good!" Without saying anything else, Old Gao nodded and left with three men who had fierce and stern faces. After Old Gao walked away, Lin Yuanshan waved his hand again and called over a man standing beside him.

  "Go investigate Zhou Lin's daughter and the situation at Lei Ting's place, get some specifics. Then find an opportunity to rescue her from Qing Niao without alerting Lei Ting, I don't want to clash with her yet, her master is very troublesome! Lin Yuan Shan's face suddenly turned cold, he stood up: "What I, Lin Yuan Shan, want has always been mine. How dare a small Zhou Lin move earth on my head? Let's exchange your daughter for you and see how you play with me? Also, immediately get Red Sleeve Lin's secret hotline for me, tell her I'm looking for Hong Chang Qing."

  At the same time, Wang Chan, who was on the 18th floor, did not know that he had been monitored by Lin Yuanshan. Even if he knew, he couldn't spare any attention to respond. Zhang Daocheng's thunderous lightning bolts were almost continuous, covering the entire room with a dense network of blue electrical discharges, crackling and popping like thousands of swords and arrows, relentlessly pounding him from behind.

  Fortunately, Wang Chan had been practicing for over twenty years and had taken countless tonics to enhance his physical strength. Combined with the Thirteen Taibao's horizontal refining technique to temper his muscles and bones, Wang Chan's physical strength was almost ten times that of a normal person, with boundless energy and agility akin to a monkey. Every move he made was precise and effortless, without a single misstep.

  His mind was completely immersed in the crisis around him, constantly dodging and shifting, Wang Chan also unknowingly approached Zhang Dao and became Liu Lao San by his side.

  At this moment, a lightning bolt fell from the top of the head, chasing Wang Chan tightly. Wang Chan jumped to the corner of the wall, with one foot on the wall, and flipped over in mid-air, doing a backflip. As soon as he landed, a large hole was cut out of the wall behind him, and a loud rumbling sound could be heard. Faintly, a commotion and shouting could be heard from the corridor, apparently the disturbance here had attracted the attention of the security guards in Jinhai Building, who were rushing over.

  "These idiots, I've been spending money on them all the time, but when it comes to a critical moment, not even one person can be seen. It's like I've wasted my money on them." Liu Lao San stomped his feet anxiously on the spot, but he didn't dare leave Zhang Dao Cheng too far away and go press the alarm button seven or eight steps outside. The room was almost filled with flashing lights everywhere, although it was just Wang Chan wildly slashing behind him, but this was the first time Liu Lao San had seen such a scene in his life, and his legs were almost soft, where did he have the courage to act on his own?

  Zhang Daocheng was also fully focused at this time, pinching the yellow paper charm with his hand, reciting words, and directing the lightning to slash. The entire room was riddled with holes, tables, chairs, sofas, and all furniture were crushed to dust.

  Out of the blue, Wang Zhen dodged a flash of lightning and slapped his palm on the only remaining TV in the room. With a loud crash, the power cord snapped, sparks flew everywhere, and the massive 50-inch color TV came crashing down towards Zhang Daocheng like Mount Tai.

  Followers also rise up violently and then hurry after him.

  "I don't believe it, even if I kill you, there will still be thunder and lightning coming to strike me!"

  Zhang Daocheng was originally sitting on the sofa, but after suddenly making a move, he stood up and stepped back and forth in front of and behind him, his mind focused, summoning the Thunder Method. However, this way, all his energy was concentrated on casting the spell, and if it went on for too long, he would become exhausted, inevitably leaving some openings, and taking care of Liu Lao San beside him would be a bit beyond his power.

  Wang Chan seized the opportunity again, directly attacking with a huge TV, which was as black as a pressure plate. If it hit his head, he would definitely be unable to withstand it. He quickly moved his feet, dodging the attack while maintaining the best spellcasting state and avoiding the attack from above his head.

  He was just making a move here, and Wang Chan on the other side had already turned defense into offense, seizing this fleeting opportunity. It seems that as a martial arts master like Wang Chan, his six senses are sharp and his five senses are connected, so when he is at odds with someone, he no longer observes things only with his eyes, but rather with his whole body, everywhere has eyes, even if he is facing away from his opponent, within ten or more steps, the sound of wind blowing grass and insects crawling cannot escape him.

  What's more, this opportunity was also carefully designed by him with premeditation.

  With a loud crash, the huge TV set smashed to the ground, shattering into powder. At the same time, Wang Chanren had already pounced forward, his hands in front and behind him, like a bird diving into the woods. His entire body was almost parallel to the ground, using his body as a spear, charging forward with a fierce thrust.

  His posture is like a hawk or eagle in the night, chasing birds and folding its wings to strike quickly. It's also like a great general on the battlefield, with horse and rider as one, trampling enemy camps, charging and killing in unison, so fast that even swallows flying in the sky would be trampled underfoot.

  This is the horizontal refining skill "Flying Horse Treading Swallow", swift and flowing like a meteor, the whole body as one, directly rushing to the middle palace. Zhang Daocheng had just dodged the TV on his head, and in the next moment, Wang Chan had already rushed in front of him, his hands continuously grasping, tearing through the air, tiger claws digging into the heart, fixed on his chest and abdomen, a flurry of scratching and grabbing.

  His heart skipped a beat, and Zhang Daocheng saw Wang Chan's body pounce forward like a wolf or tiger. His face sank like water, and he could no longer afford to pinch his fingers or recite incantations. He dodged to the side, avoiding Wang Chan's fierce attack head-on. With a dragon-like swing of his waist, he crouched down, clenched his fist, and dragged one arm behind him, holding the yellow paper talisman, while the other arm swung downwards like a drumbeat.

  The Xiantian Xuan Gong Fist, the General's Order, this empty-handed drumming move, striking in mid-air, is like a war drum thundering, resonating through and through, with force as mighty as a mountain, yet still mixed with an extremely ruthless and piercing bone-crushing energy, capable of hitting a cow behind a mountain, causing heart-wrenching pain upon contact.

  Unfortunately, he came in a flash, interrupting Leifa's move, and the lightning that filled the sky suddenly stopped. Taking advantage of this moment, Wang Chan tapped his feet, turned around like a monkey, and changed direction in an instant. The move that was originally aimed at Zhang Daocheng was now directed at Liu Lao San, and with a swift tread, he landed a punch on Liu's chest.

  "Ah!" Liu Lao San's face turned pale with terror, as if he had seen a ghost. He was about to open his mouth to cry for help, but suddenly felt a severe tightness in his chest, as if someone had thrust an iron rod the size of a bowl into his heart and lungs. In the midst of excruciating pain, blood gushed out, accompanied by a cracking sound of broken bones. Looking down, he saw that his chest had been blown open with a huge hole. Instantly, his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

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