Chapter 30

  Wang Jianbin had originally planned to not see blood tonight, but after hearing Zuo Ming's words, he became even more enraged. Without saying another word, he shook his shoulders and kicked a high whip kick towards Zuo Ming's head. Zuo Ming dodged the attack by lowering his head, and before Wang Jianbin's leg had even landed, he suddenly closed in, grabbed Wang Jianbin's waist and legs, and pulled him into a tight lock. Although Wang Jianbin was not from a martial arts family, he had been trained for over a decade in the special forces and was extremely agile. When Zuo Ming grabbed his center of gravity, Wang Jianbin did not panic and instead used an even more powerful downward elbow strike towards Zuo Ming's back. Zuo Ming quickly dodged to the side to avoid the attack, but still managed to grab Wang Jianbin's waist with one hand while striking him in the ear with the other. This was a famous move from Chen-style Taiji called "wrapping silk energy". Zuo Ming came from a Taiji family and his father was a well-known Taiji master. He had learned Taiji since he was young and later befriended many people who practiced various martial arts, incorporating their specialties into his own style. His movements were smooth and powerful, with a wide stance and majestic aura. After years of actual combat experience, he developed his own unique fighting style, which he called "Zuo-style Taiji". His signature move was the "big slap", which could knock people out cold. Few people had seen him in action before, and those who did often fled in fear. Wang Jianbin didn't expect Zuo Ming's moves to be so unpredictable, and subconsciously retreated a step back. But Zuo Ming's palm strike landed squarely on his ear, producing a crisp slapping sound. Wang Jianbin stumbled sideways for several steps before sitting down heavily in the snow, dazed and disoriented. The blow had struck a vital point behind his ear, which could have knocked him out or even killed him if it hadn't been for Zuo Ming's mercy.

  Wang Jianbin sat on the ground with his head down, covering his ears. After a moment of clarity, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Zuo Ming, his gaze filled with murderous intent. Zuo Ming stood not far away, motionless and staring at him, saying: "Stop fighting, you're not my match. Let's not use our martial skills against each other. I can apologize to you, but you must take back those insults towards the special police."

  Wang Jianbin clenched his teeth and stood up with a loud slap on the ground, kicking up a pile of snow. He then charged forward, using all his strength to kick out a powerful leg. Zuo Ming dodged the flying snow but had no time to avoid this kick, so he lowered his arm to protect his ribs and endured the pain. With a loud thud, Zuo Ming gritted his teeth in agony as Wang Jianbin fell to the ground alongside him.

  Wang Jianbin quickly got up and pounced on Zuo Ming like a tiger. Zuo Ming's right hand was numb and couldn't move, so he lay down and raised his knee to cushion the impact of Wang Jianbin's tackle. As soon as Wang Jianbin landed, Zuo Ming swiftly inserted his leg between Wang Jianbin's legs and stood up.

  Wang Jianbin's legs were caught off guard, and he involuntarily turned around with his face facing downwards. This was exactly what Zuo Ming wanted. He sat down on Wang Jianbin's back, grabbed his neck, and asked sternly, "Are you going to fight or not?" Wang Jianbin glared at him with bulging eyes, using all his strength to resist Zuo Ming's grip.

  Despite being completely subdued, Wang Jianbin somehow managed to start crawling forward, heading straight for the guns and knives nearby. Zuo Ming increased his pressure on Wang Jianbin but couldn't stop him from crawling forward, fueled by a strong desire for revenge.

  Zuo Ming let go of Wang Jianbin and stood up to grab the knife and gun. However, as soon as he got up, his ankle was caught by Wang Jianbin, who then pulled him down with a loud thud. In an instant, Wang Jianbin sprang forward, grabbed the knife, and turned around to face Zuo Ming menacingly.

  "I don't want your life," Wang Jianbin said, "I just want some of your blood to pay tribute to my brother!" With that, he charged at Zuo Ming with the knife in hand. Zuo Ming was shocked and tried to stand up to avoid him, but it was too late. He could only push himself backward on the ground, narrowly avoiding Wang Jianbin's attack.

  Wang Jianbin quickly switched hands and stabbed forward again. With a hissing sound, Zuo Ming felt a chill in his shoulder, followed by a surge of warmth spreading through his body. He knew he had been stabbed in the shoulder. Overwhelmed with anger, he decided to make Wang Jianbin taste the pain of having his bones broken.

  Bang! A strong beam of light suddenly shone on the two people who were about to engage in a life-or-death struggle. The two men covered their eyes with their arms and looked over, where a team of people was standing neatly, watching them. Zuo Ming and Wang Jianbin slowly lowered their arms and stood still, Zuo Ming glanced at Wang Jianbin, then walked slowly to the side to pick up his clothes and gun, preparing to leave. Wang Jianbin remained motionless, his fierce gaze never leaving him. When the two men passed each other shoulder to shoulder, he said in a low voice: "You're lucky today!" Zuo Ming coldly snorted: "It's you who's lucky!"

  Halt! A stern voice rang out.

  Zuo Ming stood still with his feet and did not turn back.

  Come over here! The voice sounded again.

  Zuo Ming habitually adjusted his pistol and rushed towards Su Yuesong. The two men stood straight in front of the team, with Su Yuesong turning around to look at them with his hands behind his back, one circle, two circles... After a long time, he finally spoke up: Why did you fight? Zuo Ming stood there without answering, but Wang Jianbin was very concise: Reporting to Lieutenant Colonel, it was I who asked him out for a fight!

  Mmm! The middle school student nodded and continued to walk around with his hands behind his back, saying "Why?"

  Because he let go of the murderer who killed my brother, I'm looking for an explanation from him! Wang Jianbin stared straight ahead, stubbornly answering.

  Are you going to use your knife to reason with your comrades?

  Yes!

  Salome was ordered by me to leave, why didn't you take your knife and come find me for an explanation? The lieutenant colonel continued to press him.

  Faced with this question, Wang Jianbin was at a loss for words and didn't know how to respond.

  Answer my question! Su Yue Song said sternly.

  You are the leader, I can't go find you to ask for instructions! Wang Jianbin replied loudly.

  Zuo Ming originally had a heart full of anger towards Wang Jianbin, but at this moment, seeing him so calm and sincere, although his irrational behavior was indeed despicable, it was not without genuine feelings for his comrades, and the angry emotions suddenly dissipated a lot.

  So you're saying tonight's incident was caused by you? The lieutenant colonel changed his question.

  Yes!

  Are you willing to take full responsibility?

  Will do!

  "Alright! Colonel Zhong stopped in his tracks, turned around to face the two of them, and loudly said a single word. After a brief pause, he continued: You know what kind of environment we're in and what mission we're undertaking. On the battlefield, the most serious crimes are betrayal, cowardice, and internal strife. What you've done is even more heinous than internal strife. Do you want to kill people?" Colonel Zhong's tone was exceptionally severe, making everyone feel a chill run down their spines. Left Ming, standing off to the side, suddenly had an ominous premonition.

  This is all my fault and has nothing to do with them two. I am willing to take full responsibility! Wang Jianbin took the blame entirely on himself.