Chapter 91: Ten Steps to Kill One Person, No Staying for a Thousand Miles

  "What? You're still alive?" Boom! The two large doors slammed to the ground. Gao Qi's eyes widened as he stared at Wang Chan, who had fallen to the ground. His face suddenly changed color, and he was shocked.

  "What's he still standing there for. Old Gao, take him down, I don't believe he can dodge the bullets." Lin Yuanfang was so frightened when he saw Wang Chan that his whole body trembled, and he also quickly stretched out his hand, flipped backwards, and the seven or eight bodyguards in the house immediately blocked him behind them, while swiftly retreating backwards, each of them pulling out their guns from their waists.

  "Wang Chan, what are you going to do? You dare to intrude into my White Crane Association, don't tell me you want to oppose the entire martial arts world of the capital?"

  Wang Chan let out a cold laugh, his teeth gleaming with a chilly light. Just then, Gao Qiuru shouted in his ear, and a sharp "chi" sound seemed to come from a distant place, like the long cry of a celestial crane. Gao Qiuru's neck stretched out, his muscles tense, his hands opening and closing like wings. He raised one eye, gazing at the ground, and suddenly he was like a giant white crane taking flight, his two hands sweeping through the air with incredible speed.

  White Crane sings Spring! The starting move is "White Crane Borrowing Foot, Dragon Sinew, Tiger Bone, Golden Net Strength". He was like a big bird breaking through the clouds. Rushing forward to face Wang Chan, his strength was like a snake, his release of strength was like a cat, his speed was like an eagle catching a rabbit. With a burst of energy, he jumped up and his two arms moved in front of him, his five fingers closing together instantly to form a crane's beak. One hand retracted to his side, while the other pointed directly at Wang Chan's throat, only to see the strong wind stirring, rushing towards him.

  Especially the "Dragon Sinew and Tiger Bone Golden Net Power" of Gao Qigong's kung fu, is a secret that has not been passed down in the Baihe Quan system for refining tendons and bones. It turns out that there are some similarities with Wang Zhen's thirteen Taibao horizontal training method for changing tendons and forging bones. Moreover, Gao Qigong's fist technique can also shake his tendons and bones in an instant, emitting a shocking explosive sound like thunder, as if he has grown a pair of invisible wings on his back, flying and rolling with thunderous sounds.

  When this kung fu is displayed, it gives people a feeling as if the legendary tiger is standing tall and the dragon is soaring through the clouds, with an aura of infinite possibilities.

  Adding the White Crane Fist's inch-internal force release, power penetrating the three gates, one hand crane pecks, following the meridian to point holes, one move fast like another. Called a person can't breathe generally urgent quick hit.

  Moreover, his crane-style hand technique also contained the iron finger inch force of Wing Chun, which was both implicit and explosive at close range. The thunderous sound was so loud that it made one's courage dissipate involuntarily, leaving them chilled to the bone. What's even more frightening is that when Gao Qiru pounced forward, all 84,000 pores on his body simultaneously emitted a burst of energy, with his sharp and piercing internal force being as swift as a knife or a sword, like a thousand arrows shooting out at once.

  It's as if he was a hedgehog covered in sharp iron spikes, his entire body filled with internal true energy, every spot prickly and cutting like a knife.

  He is indeed a master of the Southern School, although he is somewhat inferior as a person, but only in front of Wang Zhen. With this one move, he will reveal all the essence of Bai He Quan Chunquan.

  Being able to practice boxing to this level is already the best Wang Chan has encountered since he started his journey, second only to Yue Po's number one master.

  However, no matter how formidable he was, the fist method and martial arts were just that, and in terms of lethality, even if it was ten or a hundred times more powerful, it couldn't compare to the swordsmanship created for slaughter. Facing Gao Qi's attack, Wang Chan didn't intend to entangle with him at all, but instead smiled slyly, and as soon as he saw someone approaching, he opened his mouth and spat out a burst of Taibai Jingqi. Gao Qi only saw a flash of white light in front of him, and his heart skipped a beat as he hastily flailed his arms and jumped, and suddenly changed direction in mid-air, moving two feet to the side.

  But even so, he was a step late, and Wang Zhen's sword pierced through his left chest, cutting off half of his body. His heart, lungs, liver, and intestines spilled out onto the ground, and with a final glance at Wang Zhen, he fell to the ground, motionless.

  "Tai Bai Jing Qi" was never within the orthodox Wudang range to begin with, now even in Qingcheng's Wudang Mountain where only a few Xianmen sects remain, hardly anyone can cultivate it. Using this thing to kill people is like ordinary people holding four during Spring Festival at the train station and shooting randomly - it doesn't matter whether your fist method or martial arts are high or low, as long as you're within range, a flash of white light and you're dead.

  From this point of view, Gao Qi's death was still very unjust, at least Wang Zhen did not give him a fair chance to fight.

  However, the situation is not that simple. At this time, there are not only Gao Qiru in the room, but also 7 or 8 bodyguards who protect Lin Yuanfang, each of whom has a gun in his hand. If Wang Chan gives Gao Qiru an opportunity, it would be equivalent to giving himself a chance to survive and sending himself to death.

  That's something only a fool would do, and Wang Chan is no fool, so at this moment. With one slash of his sword energy, he cut down Gao Qiru, and the next moment he didn't even retract it. The Taibai pure energy was like a living thing, flashing in the room, as if it had struck a bolt of lightning. In an instant, it landed among a group of people in front of Lin Yuanfang.

  Hehe, with one twist, whether it was the heavy Desert Eagle in their hands or the upper body wearing high-fiber steel wire bulletproof vest, all were split in two, blood splattered everywhere.

  By this time, it was only 7 or 8 seconds since Wang Chan broke the door and rushed into the room. The entire hall was already littered with corpses, limbs scattered everywhere, leaving only Lin Yuanxu standing in a daze, staring at Wang Chan with a gun still in his hand.

  Goodbye! Wang Chan!

  He glanced at Lin Yuanfang. Another white light flashed by, cutting off his right hand holding the gun, and he let out a miserable cry instantly.

  However, Lin Yuanfang, although a young master of a wealthy family, was not a useless "dandy". He had practiced martial arts since childhood and received elite education within his family. He was also ruthless and cunning. Although he feared death, he knew that begging for mercy from Wang Chan at this time would be futile. So, despite having lost an arm, bleeding profusely, with a pale face like paper, and screaming in agony, he managed to pull out a palm-sized

  King Xian fired three shots in a row!

  Glock, self-defense palm thunder pistol! The overall length is only 0.17 inches, the smallest and lightest pistol in the world at present. Due to its extremely compact size, the range is relatively short, but the killing power of the 9mm bullet head within close range is still not to be underestimated.

  Also a deadly weapon!

  It's just a pity that Lin Yuanfang didn't practice his skills diligently back then, and his martial arts skills were only slightly stronger than those of ordinary people. He simply didn't understand the true terror of someone like Wang Chan.

  At close range, even a special forces instructor like Lian Sun Changfeng couldn't harm Wang Chan with his more powerful Type 92 handgun, let alone this small and delicate pistol.

  The speed of the bullet is definitely much faster than Wang Zhen's movement, but Wang Zhen's speed is infinitely faster than Lin Yuanfang.

  Pfft! A few faint sounds, three bullets simultaneously entered the deep carpet of the ankle, but did not hurt Wang Chan's skin at all. This kid obviously practiced his marksmanship diligently. His left and right hands were no different, he kept aiming at Wang Chan, firing one shot after another, rapid succession. Until he ran out of all the bullets, Wang Chan was already standing in front of him.

  Wang Chan's body method was incredibly fast, his movements so swift that no one could see clearly. Lin Yuanfang was already stunned and disheartened, still shouting as he continued to fire the empty "Palm Thunder". Wang Chan took a step forward, grabbed Lin's clothes, and struck him in the chest with a palm, causing blood to burst out of all his orifices like an opened oil shop.

  Then, he threw it on the ground with a backhand, knocking over the sofa in front of him and rolling all over the floor.

  At this sight, Wang Chan killed countless people in the blink of an eye, without even blinking. The aura of cruelty pierced through the nine heavens. He was completely unscrupulous, and Lin Yuanfang only now realized that he had been foolish to be enemies with Wang Chan. It was too late for regrets now, as he had already lost an arm, his chest bone was shattered, and blood flowed from all seven orifices. Even breathing felt laborious, like a fish out of water, flailing on the ground, feeling like he could die at any moment.

  No way out at all!!!!!

  "Today I'll make you understand, a certain family will kill you, just because you're looking for death yourself, cheating me first, sending people to kill me!"

  "It's all my fault. I'll make amends and apologize, kowtowing to admit my mistake. Wang Chan, please don't kill me, I won't dare provoke you again." Lin Yuanfang spat out blood foam in big mouthfuls, his eyes rolled back, struggling desperately for breath.

  "I won't kill you, that would be equivalent to harming people. Killing you would be equivalent to eliminating a scourge for the people, Lin Yuanfang, your death is not worth lamenting!" Wang Chan narrowed his eyes into a thin slit and let out a cold hum as he stepped on Lin Yuanfang's chest with one foot.

  With a "poof" sound, blood surged upwards, Lin Yuanfang's chest and abdominal ribs were inserted into the abdominal cavity, and he died instantly!

  He took another look, the last person alive in the house, the little girl who had been insulted by Lin Yuanfang earlier. Wang Chan's hands and feet moved slightly, he sighed, and also gave up, walking out of the room, listening carefully for a while. Seeing that there was no one else around, he picked up a chair and walked towards the elevator.

  "Alright, alright, all the snakes and rats are dead, my heart is clear, what a relief! Just now they said that they had already caught Zhou Yadan and were bringing her here. I couldn't just sit back and do nothing, so let's wait for a while, rescue her, and then leave together."

  Wang Chan only felt a sense of relief and satisfaction in his heart, having just killed Lin Yuanfang, the crown prince's party member, and yet he didn't worry at all, relying solely on his wishes to wait for the capture of those people who had taken Zhou Yahuan.

  However, before that, Wang Chan also had to clean himself up. He casually took off the clothes he had just stripped from the dead man's body, found a source of water, washed the bloodstains off his hands and face, and then changed into a clean set of clothes. After sniffing himself again, there was no longer any smell of blood.

  He glanced around and saw two headless corpses in the hall. The floor was covered with blood, but Wang Chan didn't bother to clean it up. Instead, he went to the elevator room, opened the elevator, pulled out the two dead bodies inside, and casually threw them into a corner.

  Since the underground, from the elevator to killing Lin Yuan Shan, Gao Qi Ru, Wang Chan took action, the speed is actually very short. The time before and after is less than ten minutes. So during this period, no one came down, and the body was not discovered by others, which is also a heavenly number, Lin Yuan Fang's evil deeds have come to an end, he wants to seek pleasure without being monitored, so with one order, all the monitoring facilities underground were turned off, giving Wang Chan a great opportunity.

  Otherwise, the surveillance camera is on. As soon as he appears, he will be discovered immediately, and if he wants to kill Lin Yuanfang, he will have to make countless moves.

  With a burst of energy, Wang Chan killed so many people without getting tired. After the excitement passed, he felt a bit exhausted in his heart. He moved a chair and sat down on one side of the elevator room with his eyes closed, regulating his breath while waiting for Zhou Yahuan's arrival.

  The entire underground space was silent and still, littered with corpses. The pungent smell of blood filled the air, making people feel nauseous, giving a feeling as if they had walked into hell itself.

  Only Wang Chan sat quietly in the corner of the elevator.

  A faint breathing sound, vaguely transmitted.

  Lin Yuanfang is not an ordinary person, and after killing him, it will definitely not be easy to end the matter. Wang Chan doesn't understand what politics means, so he didn't think deeply about it, only starting from the simplest reason. He killed Lin Yuanfang, at least the Lin family won't let it go easily. The key is that the Lin family's power is too great, and Wang Chan was still considering in his heart what his next step should be, how to return to his familiar Da Xing'an Mountains. Just then, a "ding" sound came from the elevator room, and three people, two men and one woman, walked out from inside.

  "There's a weird smell in the elevator, just like when we slaughter pigs at home. Can't they even spray some air freshener? It really stinks."

  Wang Chan heard the sound and looked over, taking a glance, he saw two middle-aged men, one in front of the other, escorting a young girl out, it was indeed Zhou Yahuan with her mouth sealed with adhesive tape, her hands cuffed behind her back. They were even wearing police uniforms, just like they were arresting someone, and they brazenly escorted her in.

  Zhou Yahuan is a karate black belt, and recently she also practiced the basic skills of Tai Zu Changquan with Wang Chan. She has strong physical strength, although she was caught and tied up, but all the way she kept resisting, only that one girl can't compare to two men. She was pushed and pulled over by others.

  "This girl doesn't look bad, but her temper is a bit too fierce! Fortunately, you and I have good kung fu skills, having practiced with our master for over a decade. Otherwise, if it were those people from the Lin family, they probably wouldn't be able to take someone away quietly on Wangfujing Pedestrian Street." A man in front walked forward while turning his head to speak.

  But all he saw was a strong flash of panic in his companion's eyes, and before he could figure out what was happening, he felt a sharp pain on the top of his head, as if a big hand had been slapped on his crown. The next moment, his head turned 180 degrees, and he saw a bald man behind him with a sly smile.

  "You, you" You are, what?

  Wang Chan saw the elevator open and immediately turned out from the corner, twisting the neck of the person in front, pushing him to the ground, and staring at his own brother's instantaneous death. The remaining person's heart suddenly trembled, almost vomiting his internal organs, and when he tried to speak, his words were stuttering and incoherent.

  Waaah!!!!!

  At the same time, Zhou Yahang also recognized Wang Chan's appearance. As a practitioner's daughter, her hands were quick and agile, unlike ordinary people. Taking advantage of the person behind being frightened by Wang Chan, she saw an opportunity and suddenly lifted one leg high, kicking it over her own shoulder, with her toes striking the forehead of the person behind her like a knife.

  Kick back the purple gold crown!

  At that moment, he kicked that person's face full of blood. Ah, a cry, and then fell back.

  This guy isn't a fool either. Earlier, he was scared silly by Wang Chan, but now that Zhou Yahang had kicked him and he was in pain, he came to his senses. He fell to the ground, and with a swift motion, he sprang up like a rabbit, trying to roll into the closing elevator. Wang Chan let out a hum, took a step forward, slid smoothly like ice skating, and made a quick kick. His foot didn't even reach the knee, but it landed squarely on the man's waist, sending him flying several meters away, crashing into the wall with a loud thud, spitting blood everywhere, and then he was motionless.

  Zhou Yahuan saw Wang Chan, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she was scared by the scene in front of her, her face turned pale, and only a loud cry came from her mouth. Wang Chan hurried over, twisted off the stainless steel handcuffs, and removed the adhesive tape from her mouth.

  "Uncle, how did you end up here? These people are like bandits, daring to kidnap someone in broad daylight without being police. It's not my dad who called you to rescue me, is it? What's going on here? And you've even killed someone, what can be done about this?"

  Wang Chan patted Zhou Yahuan's shoulder and pointed back: "This is Gao Qiru's White Crane Hall, you were caught to fawn on Lin Yuanfang, and were humiliated by him. It just so happens that they sent someone to kill me this morning but failed, so I broke in and killed them all."

  Less talk, let's get ready. Hurry up and go, or else things will be exposed. I don't know if there are other passages here, but if not, once they turn off the elevator, the two of us won't be able to leave.

  With a cold face, he simply told the story of what had happened, and Zhou Yahang was suddenly shocked: "These people are all scum. They deserved to die. But little uncle, Lin Yuanfang's family is powerful and won't reason with you. If you kill him, trouble will definitely follow. Let's go back to Grandfather Zhang's house again and think of a solution. Otherwise, once the matter is exposed, you won't even be able to leave the city."

  "Needless to say, I naturally have a plan in mind; let's talk about the rest later. Quickly change into their clothes."

  At this time, Wang Chan and Zhou Yahang exchanged the clothes of the dead person, went up from underground to the ground, saw that outside was still calm and peaceful, no one discovered, Wang Chan then pulled Zhou Yahang out of the building with a big smile, seeing two boxers outside still playing chess, also smiled and walked away.

  All the way, he concentrated his mind and paid attention to the changes around him. As a result, it was unexpected that when he walked out of the door, the White Crane Pavilion was still quiet, without any movement or alarm.

  "Could it be that easy?"

  Wang Chan and Zhou Yahuan looked at each other in dismay. Turning back, they took a glance at the two worlds inside and outside the door, both somewhat disbelieving that they could walk out so easily.

  They thought that after killing so many people, they would definitely be discovered in time. The two of them had to kill their way out to escape, and there were still several dozen dead Lin family bodyguards with cangues at the front of the building.

  I didn't expect it would end up like this.

  It seems that even the heavens will help to punish evil and eliminate corruption. Wang Chan smiled lightly and didn't dare to linger, pulling Zhou Yahang into a nearby alley, taking off his clothes and stuffing them into a trash can, then hailing a taxi and speeding away instantly.