Chapter 66: The Shadow Hand Subdues the Enemy

  "Get back!" Zhang Xiuer shouted. Lei Xue was slammed against the wall and then bounced back, falling to the ground. Without even checking if Lei Xue was injured, she instinctively followed her usual procedure, swiftly pulling out a gun from her waist and pointing it at Wang Chan, who was about to pounce, while rushing towards Lei Xue, who was still struggling to get up from the ground.

  The full name of the special task force where Zhang Xiuer is located is called "Special Event Emergency Handling Center", which is a very special department unit within the National Security Bureau, and it is different from the general national security. It has the special permission to make emergency decisions, in other words, it has the "right to kill legally" under certain specific circumstances.

  Lei Feng himself was a key figure in the military, receiving strong training. A few years ago, he joined the National Security Bureau as a result of the fusion of several forces. His boxing skills and martial arts were among the best even within the high-flying National Security Bureau, and he had never met anyone like Zhang Xiuer before. Suddenly, Zhang Xiuer's heart was filled with shock and confusion, and for a moment, she couldn't turn her mind around.

  Bang! A gunshot rang out, Zhang Xiuer fired a warning shot, the bullet hit the floor in front of Wang Chan, blasting out a small hole. The next moment, Wang Chan suddenly turned his head around, his eyes seemed to flash with a fierce light, falling on Zhang Xiuer's eyes, instantly scaring her so much that she trembled all over, as if the Wang Chan in front of her had suddenly transformed into a ferocious tiger with its eyes fixed on her, full of cruelty and violence, as if it would pounce on her and devour her at any moment.

  Then she felt a black shadow flash in front of her, Wang Chan's body shape fell down, turned around, kicked his feet, and exploded loudly. Countless wood chips and dust flew up to the sky, his spine shook, and he suddenly turned back, dove like an arrow, and rushed out.

  Suddenly, it's a fierce tiger turning its head and pouncing on itself.

  It's not about the shape of a tiger, the method and the frame of the fist, but Wang Chan imitated the real fierce tiger pouncing on its prey in the deep mountains, and practiced the "Tiger Pounces on Sheep" killing technique by himself. A master of boxing, when he has reached the state of being one with nature, his body's meridians are unobstructed, and he can integrate all his strength to strike at will, pouncing on people and killing them within a hundred steps, as easy as turning over his hand. The guest room where Lei Ting was staying wasn't very big to begin with, and Wang Chan was only about ten or so meters away from Zhang Xiu Er, so in one pounce, he would naturally arrive instantly.

  His body was close to the ground, crawling like a snake through the grass. However, as soon as Liu crawled in front of him, Wang Chan's body suddenly stood up straight, his two hands spread apart and formed into tiger claws, and with one swift motion, he let out a mighty roar that sent wind blowing everywhere. The sound was so loud that it seemed to come from the mountains themselves. Zhang Xiuer felt her vision go black for a moment, and before she could even process what was happening, a deafening tiger's roar exploded in her ears, causing them to ring loudly. Her eyes were filled with flashing lights, and her mind went completely blank in an instant.

  With a single move from Wang Chan, she went all out and there was no way the young girl could withstand it.

  He reached out and snatched the pistol from Zhang Xiuer's hand, at the same time falling to the ground, one claw grasping her shoulder, shaking her violently. In an instant, Zhang Xiuer was lifted off the ground and thrown into the air, smashing through eight screens of sandalwood along the way, rolling onto the other side of the room. Her smaller body lay amidst a pile of shattered wood, covered in blood, her life or death unknown.

  Before this, Wang Chan had already been locked in a life-and-death struggle with Tang Niu. Now he was facing an even more formidable opponent in Lei Feng. The outcome would be decided in no time at all, but these two opponents were not ordinary people and required him to exert his full strength.

  This was originally a fair fight, following the rules of the Jianghu, outsiders were not allowed to intervene except for the parties involved. But in the end, Lei Feng lost, and his two companions still drew their guns on the spot. Wang Chan didn't know what Zhang Xiuer and Teng Chong were thinking, but he knew that under the gun, his life was in danger.

  By this time, if there was no reaction, the consequences would be unpredictable. As soon as Wang Chan saw his opponent pull out a gun, he immediately launched a counterattack. The speed of their movements was like lightning, faster than imaginable, and more terrifying than a real tiger pouncing on its prey.

  "Life is your own, never let others decide your life and death!" Wang Chan always remembered the old man's last words to him before he died.

  In the world of martial artists, once a fight begins, all that's left in one's eyes is the enemy or opponent. There's no distinction between male and female, beauty and ugliness; apart from the intent to kill, everything else is something that shouldn't exist.

  At this moment, Tengchong, not far away, was also holding a gun in his hand, making a gesture to shoot, and his speed was even faster than Zhang Xiuer's. However, Wang Chan dodged quickly, with an incredible speed that made it hard for him to lock on, and later he got entangled with Zhang Xiucai again. Tengchong feared that if he fired the gun, he might accidentally injure his comrade, which was another moment of hesitation.

  It was also his hesitation and the time it took for him to change his mind that gave Wang Chan the opportunity to make a move on him.

  Bang! With a loud crash, he fell to the ground. However, Wang Chan didn't use his gun; instead, he used the "甩手箭" (a throwing technique from martial arts) and turned Zhang Xiuer's handgun into a hidden projectile, instantly breaking Teng Chong's right arm that was holding the gun.

  However, Teng Chong was not to be underestimated as a seasoned special agent, and he also had impressive martial arts skills. With his right hand in severe pain, he gritted his teeth and didn't care, using the tip of his foot to pick up the handgun that had just fallen to the ground, and grasped it with his left hand. As a national special agent like him, they were trained to shoot with both hands, and his left-handed shooting was also accurate.

  What a pity, King Chan's movements were always watertight, just as he was about to pull the trigger, King Chan had already arrived in front of him, turned around and grabbed him with his backhand, using his five fingers to exert force, instantly crushing the bones of his left wrist again. Turning around, he used his shoulder to bump into him, with a loud crash, knocking him flying to the ground seven or eight meters away, just like Zhang Xiuer earlier.

  However, he was more unlucky and landed right on Lei Ting's Huanghuali wooden desk, smashing it to pieces. Before he even hit the ground, he had already fainted, faring worse than Zhang Xiuer.

  Wang Chan grasped the pistol in his hand, and only then did he let out a mouthful of stale air from his chest. This series of movements was like an eagle turning and a rabbit running, relying solely on his true energy circulating to keep up step by step, as smooth as clouds and flowing water; otherwise, pausing to catch his breath would delay his work.

  This is also the reason why, after he practiced the Nine Turns Refining Dan of Taoist School, his stagnant hard qigong which had made no progress for many years improved significantly. His sinew-changing and bone-tempering reached a high level, and his internal genuine qi could circulate endlessly within the orbit of the Eight Trigrams, resulting in his physical strength being long-lasting and enduring.

  Warriors cross hands, life and death are only in an instant. In the meantime, anything can happen, wanting to rely on brain reaction, sometimes it's simply impossible, only the body that has been tempered and refined through thousands of hammering and hundreds of refinements is the most reliable. Not like a test, he suddenly shot back, and after a while, the two were about to move their guns. Wang Chan's next series of actions completely deviated from instinct, not subject to conscious control.

  But the consequences of this move were also unpredictable.

  Things might turn awkward between them right away.

  After all, the two sides were still relatively friendly just now. Lei Feng had something to ask of him and wanted to exchange the Tian Gang stone in his hand, but the National Security Bureau was not a place where you could get what you wanted by being nice and negotiating with people.

  "Damn it, it was a fair and square match, how could you shoot from behind and ambush, this is something that everyone would despise in the past. With a fierce gaze, Zhang Xiuer and Teng Chong, who were lying unconscious on both sides of the room, King Chan's face turned gloomy, his eyebrows twitching with rage, almost unable to hold back from going over and killing them all."

  Fortunately, at this time, his mood was slightly calm, and he also knew that now is not the past. The Jianghu rules he heard from Lao Ye most of them are already outdated, only a few things left, for someone like Lei Feng, it's just a mere formality, useless.

  At this time, he also muttered to himself in his heart: "My intention is strong, the fist method and martial arts come from my true heart. I have a natural gap with all these people above. If I let others point guns at me and ignore them, it would be a loss of intention, not my true heart. In the future, it will be difficult to communicate with each other, how can I practice boxing and martial arts?

  "It's already like this, let's see how Lei Feng handles it. If he still doesn't meet my expectations, I'll just kill all three of them and not care about what's right or wrong around me. I'll take Zhou Yahuan back to my Guandi Temple directly, and spare myself the frustration."

  Wang Chan shook his head, dropped the gun in his hand, but then heard a noise in the room. He looked up to see Lei Feng regaining consciousness and struggling to get up from the ground.

  "Even my Earth-Shattering Cannon Punch can't take it down, this Thunderclap's energy is indeed formidable, the Iron Shirt skill is truly impressive! It's no wonder it's one of Gan Fengchi's leftover hard skills!!"

  Wang Chan had read a passage of Gan Fengchi's self-written biography in his old age, from the handwritten "Dai Yan Qi" secret book lent to him by Lei Ting. He knew that this person had learned a wide range of skills throughout his life and was already proficient in hundreds of schools before studying Wudang Neijiaquan under Huang Baijia. Later, he made several trips to Shaolin Temple and learned several powerful fist techniques from the temple.

  The kung fu of this Jin Qi Tie Bu Shan is also a comprehensive study of various schools in his later years, integrating and combining internal and external skills, passing down a hard kung fu school. It also follows the path from outside to inside, combining internal and external skills. Many places are even similar to Wang Chan's own cultivation method, Xiang Lian Fa Men, which can be used as a reference.

  So, long before Lei Feng and he fought, Wang Chan had already seen the origin of Lei Feng's kung fu, which was different from Shaolin's hard qigong, Wudang's internal iron cloth shirt. Therefore, when he struck, he was not afraid that his hand would be too heavy and Lei Feng would be killed like Tang Niu, and the force used was also particularly heavy.

  It was just unexpected that Leiting's recovery speed was much faster than his own expected time, which made Wang Chan a little surprised.

  Lei Ting collapsed to the ground, trying to crawl several times, each time crawling halfway up before heavily falling back down. He then shook his head repeatedly, clearly still dizzy from Wang Chan's toss and throw, which had affected his balance function.

  After a while, Lei Feng finally got up from the ground with a stagger, and just as he was about to speak, he saw that the room was in disarray. Zhang Xiuer and Teng Chong were lying motionless on the ground. His face immediately changed color, and he pointed at Wang Chan, shouting: "You actually killed both of them?"

  "They didn't even dare to point their guns at me. I just gave them a slight punishment, and they'll be hospitalized for a month."

  "Oh, that's good!" Upon hearing Wang Chan say this, Lei Feng, who had completely come to his senses, also heard the faint breathing of the two subordinates and knew that both were indeed still alive, only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

  He didn't have much time to formally join the National Security Bureau, although Director Li was considered a senior in this field, but every person directly under the "Central" organization is an indispensable talent, and downsizing is a very serious matter that requires thorough investigation. If Zhang Xiulian and Teng Chong really died, as the young master of the Lei family, he would also be implicated to some extent.

  "Now I just want to know, will you keep your promise after you lose?" Standing five steps in front of Lei Ting, Wang Chan stared tightly at the "big man" who was half a head taller than him. As soon as his voice came out, Lei Ting immediately discovered that the atmosphere in the room quickly became cold and solemn.

  "No good, he has already formed the intention of killing me!"

  Lei Feng is also a killer, over the years, whether it's the troops or national security, the number of people who died at his hands is absolutely tens of times more than Wang Chan. He has a sensitive mind and a strong sense of killing intent. As soon as Wang Chan spoke up here, his heart skipped a beat, his back was cold with sweat, and it went straight down to his tailbone.

  All the hairs stood on end

  Wang Chan had just exchanged blows with him, and in the blink of an eye, he had shattered his years of hard work on his Iron Cloth Shirt with a fierce collision. With one swing, he sent him flying, causing his internal organs to shift, and his bones almost dislocated. Although their exchange was brief, it already made him thoroughly taste the pain of defeat.

  Lei Ting knew he was absolutely no match for Wang Chan. Over the years, there were only one or two people who could pose a similar threat to him, and those two people had an extremely close relationship with him, so they wouldn't possibly harm him. This was completely different from Wang Chan, who would take lives at the slightest movement.

  "Why don't we just agree for now, if we miss this opportunity, even if his martial arts are high, he won't be able to escape my palm!" Lei Feng's mind moved and he immediately nodded, "As long as we get out of this door, first send the two of them to the hospital, see what else you can threaten me with."

  "Don't worry, I, Lei Ting, am a man of my word. I never drag things out or owe anyone anything. Since you've won this time, I'll help you with this matter. What else can I do?" Lei Ting patted his bare chest, agreeing readily, but his eyes blazed with anger. Born into a noble family, he had always been the one forcing others to yield, never the other way around. For a moment, he seethed with hatred for Wang Chan.

  Regretting in the dark, I shouldn't have underestimated the heroes of the world with my own fist and martial arts skills. If I had known earlier, it would have been better to let Lin Yuanshan and Gao Qiru capture Wang Chan first, throw him into a big prison, and then come up with a plan to rescue him later, making him owe me a favor. Who knows, maybe he would have become a loyal follower of mine.

  "So you've agreed to my terms already!" Wang Chan suddenly smiled, walked up to Lei Feng, and gently patted his waist.

  Lightning saw him slap his palm, like a gentle breeze blowing willows, without any strength or power, but as they practiced martial arts and boxing, except for close relatives, who would normally allow others to approach easily? Moreover, at present, the enemy is unclear, so although he can't see Wang Chan's purpose, he instinctively retreated and twisted his body.

  But unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, Wang Chan's hand also moved with him, suddenly speeding up, like a gadfly on the Achilles tendon. No matter how hard he dodged, he couldn't avoid it, and in an instant, he was lightly brushed across the waist by his palm.

  "What are you doing?" Just felt Wang Chan's hand on his waist, Lei Feng suddenly had a chill. It was as if an ordinary person had been blown by the wind and had caught a cold, but this feeling came and went quickly, and when he wanted to savor it carefully, there was no longer any abnormality in his waist.

  He glared at Wang Chan, his face filled with shock and anger, and shouted loudly.

  "I don't care how you do it, but within three days, I want everything we agreed on to be taken care of. First, bring Zhou Yahang to Zhou Lin's side. Help him settle all the matters, and then I also need you to suppress everything here. Lin Yuanfang will also be handled by you. In short, after three days, I don't want any more trouble coming my way. Otherwise, your fate will be the same as this table!"

  At the beginning of Lei's inquiry, Wang Chan had already stepped to the front of the largest table in the room, speaking while pressing a palm on it without leaving any marks, then turned around to face Lei and finished his words.

  Before the words had fallen, a loud rumbling sound shook the air, and the purple sandalwood desk behind him suddenly exploded from inside out. In the blink of an eye, there was a burst of noise, and it completely scattered all over the floor, turning into a pile of wood shavings. Measuring with one's hand, the largest piece was no bigger than a broad bean.

  "You have the Taiyi Soft Palm and Huangni Yin Hand techniques in your Wudang Neijiaquan, you should have heard from your master that after reaching a certain level of internal energy, you can control it at will and kill without being seen. But all of you have been assimilated by worldly things, even if you practice martial arts, you don't understand the true meaning behind it, only treating it as a tool, unaware that you've lost your true heart long ago, with no direction or light to speak of. So I don't trust your guarantee at all. That's why I'm giving you three days. During this time, you can try to find someone to test me, see if they can dispel the Yin energy I've sealed in your waist and kidney area, or simply send troops to capture and kill me. In any case, you only have three days, after which there will be no more chances."

  Wang Chan spoke as he walked towards the door, his voice drifting into their ears. But what they heard was a series of thunderous crashes, and only then did they realize just how formidable Wang Chan's skills were. Earlier, when he had touched himself, he had used the "Cutting Through the Meridians" technique from the legend of internal fist methods, which could inject a stream of internal energy into someone else's body, allowing him to control the timing of its release and kill them without warning.

  In the old stories, there were often people who said that a master of martial arts would encounter an injustice on the road and not want to get involved in a lawsuit, so they would take the opportunity to poke a finger or slap a palm at the local tyrant, and after a few days, when he had gone far away, the news would spread that someone had died mysteriously, urinating blood in the middle of the night.

  Isn't this also Wang Chan's kung fu?!

  Take another look at the purple sandalwood desk that was almost shattered into a pile of powder, Lei Feng suddenly trembled all over, and hurriedly followed Wang Chan out, with a gloomy face: "Don't worry, I'll arrange for someone to prepare a helicopter, first take Zhou Lin's daughter to see Zhou Lin. With the care of the old man in Beijing, Lin Yuanshan will not dare to be reckless. As for your affairs, you have to listen to my arrangement, and it can also be safe."

  "However, the Tian Gang Stone is on you, but others don't know. If Zhou Lin wants to live a peaceful life for the rest of his years, he must hand over the Tian Gang Stone to me. I'll spread the word that it's already in the hands of National Security, and naturally, there won't be any more trouble for him. But you just killed Tang Niu, provoking the overseas Tang Sect. Even if you want to hide, you can't escape. Even if I'm willing to help you, I couldn't stop them from challenging you according to Jianghu rules!"

  "For you alone to offend the entire Hungmen's power, even killing me won't work. The country won't allow it either! So just give up on that idea!"

  Lei Ting and Wang Chan walked forward side by side, their big hands grasped tightly, the muscles on their faces twisted, speaking in a hard and rigid tone like iron blocks. After all, they were being threatened into doing something, and it wouldn't feel too good, especially for someone like Lei Ting who was arrogant and had an aristocratic air about him.

  For a life. Lowering his posture was already an unavoidable move, but he still wanted to humble himself and yield, yet it couldn't be done.

  "Oh? Then what are you going to do?" Wang Chan didn't give a definite answer, and casually glanced at Lei Feng beside him with a gloomy face.

  "The best way is to help you with a procedure in these three days, and temporarily recruit you into our national security bureau's sequence, giving you an identity that no one dares to mess with. This way, whether it's Lin Yuanfang or those people from the Red Sleeve Lin Hongmen, under government pressure, they'll all have to put away their tricks and not dare to make any more secret moves against you, and can only deal with you openly and honestly, making it much easier to handle."

  "You want me to be the imperial court's hawk?" His eyebrows shot up, and when Wang Zhen heard Lei Feng's words, his first reaction was almost to reach out and snap Lei Feng's neck.

  As early as in Hu Lin, one of the reasons he killed Sun Changfeng was that this guy actually dared to openly claim to be a police officer. He came to commit a crime with his sister, and he had read many books, all of which were miscellaneous books such as "Water Margin". He also listened to the old master's words, and the concept of imperial court eagles and dogs was indeed deeply rooted in his heart, making him feel uncomfortable.

  Thank you all the big guys for your support, Lao Lu is here to pay his respects!!! Today's a holiday, so I didn't stay up late writing last night, instead I'll post it today during the day, 6,000 words in one chapter, please collect and subscribe, click recommend!!! Hehe!!!