Chapter Six: Rebellion

  Yang Bo sighed inwardly, Jun Han's determination to kill the good and take credit for it was firm, he himself would not be willing to invite disaster, thinking of escaping in the surrounding wilderness but unable to escape, so on this patch of land, only one person could live and walk out!

  Yang Bo, who was forced into a desperate situation, looked up at the blood-red sky and suddenly thought of his loved ones, remembering his kind mother. Although he had already experienced a cycle of life and death, Yang Bo's eyes still became moist.

  This isn't a fair fight, Yang Bo used to be the school's sports ace and had plenty of experience in group fights, but that doesn't mean he can survive this real-life battle.

  But in any era, those who only lament that fate is unfair are always on the side of being eliminated.

  Yang Bo carefully got down along the slope behind his back, and on the ground there were several pieces of Yunying stone of different sizes. One piece weighed about over ten catties, Yang Bo directly ignored it, which was still too heavy for his current physical condition.

  Having chosen the stone, Yang Bo slowly got up again, hunching over and hiding behind the slope, like a leopard waiting to pounce on its prey. His fingers turned white from gripping the stone tightly, and Yang Bo was clearly ready to fight for his life.

  He came, and Yang Bo could even see the black hairs on the big mole at the corner of this military man's mouth, so he just walked out like that...

  Jun Han was startled by Yang Bo's appearance, and when he saw Yang Bo's blood-red eyes clearly, the disdain on his face disappeared, along with the condescending attitude of holding others' lives in his hands.

  "This guy is not a good egg..."

  Jun Han waved his waist knife and cautiously approached while muttering to himself in a low voice.

  He somewhat regretted picking a hot potato. But thinking of the benefits he might get, Jun Han's face turned gloomy again.

  "If I could get some reward money, my old mother would be able to eat a few more meals, and if I were to receive a small flag, then...then Xiuling would probably be overjoyed! From now on, that Li family's scholar gentleman will probably have to show some respect towards the Wang family..."

  The two people stared at each other without saying a word, Yang Bo didn't speak because he had nothing to say, Jun Han didn't speak because he knew it was useless even if he spoke, seeing the look in Yang Bo's eyes. Jun Han had slaughtered pigs before and had also killed many naughty ones like this.

  "It's just a matter of exerting some effort, can't we turn the situation around?" Jun Han muttered to himself as he raised his waist knife.

  Just then, Yang Bo's hand suddenly rose...

  Jun Han jumped in fright and subconsciously raised his hand to block...

  Nothing?

  Jun Han looked up at Yang Bo with some confusion, but the other party was still staring at him with bloodshot eyes, as if he had nothing to do with what happened earlier. Jun Han's heart suddenly burst into anger, ready to chop this ignorant two-legged sheep into strips.

  The waves moved, and suddenly started moving without warning...

  Wow!

  Yang Bo exerted himself in place, and his entire body suddenly leapt high into the air. The right hand that had been placed on the back of his head stretched out with great force, and a black shadow flew out from his hand like lightning, shooting towards the stunned soldier standing still on the ground!

  Bang!

  The stone hit Jun Han's forehead, and blood splattered instantly. In just a few short breaths, his face was covered in blood. The force of the stone almost knocked him out.

  Jun Han let out a loud cry, the intense pain causing him to stumble backward several steps before regaining his balance. He wiped away the blood flowing down his face and was about to charge at Yang Bo when he suddenly discovered a dark figure had crept up to within less than a meter of him!

  Yang Bo didn't hesitate and pounced on him, the action of throwing stones had consumed too much of his physical strength, fortunately he succeeded with one blow!

  He had already calculated it, and Jun Han's reaction speed could no longer dodge the close-range stone block attack. How could Yang Bo dare to waste such a good opportunity for close combat?

  Yang Bo burst forth with a strong gust of wind, suddenly appearing in front of Jun Han's line of sight. The first thing to charge out was his tightly clenched fist, and the target of that fist was none other than Jun Han's nose.

  Pomelo!

  A loud explosion, Yang Bo's fist had already hit Jun Han's nasal bone heavily. Before Jun Han could react, a severe pain came, and Yang Bo's knee also heavily rammed into his abdomen!

  Jun Han suddenly felt a sharp pain and bent down at the waist, his whole body arched like a shrimp, and let out a loud cry of agony.

  "Ah...... Oh no!"

  Yang Bo's right fist was thrown out, and his left fist wasn't idle either. Following that, another uppercut was printed on Jun Han's chin, Jun Han rolled his eyes back, and his head fell backwards, two bloody big teeth flew through the air.

  Yang Bo had just taken a step forward and was about to follow up when he suddenly felt his body go soft, swayed a few times, and fell to the ground with a thud.

  He was physically exhausted to the limit and had no strength to continue attacking, so he could only watch as Jun Han rolled away.

  "Damn it, if I had eaten half a mouse more... Ugh!" Yang Bo struggled for a few moments but still couldn't get up, his head spinning dizzily, and could only lie on the ground in extreme frustration.

  The two fists and one leg that had just been used with all his might did not seriously injure or disable Jun Han, and he no longer had the strength to launch a second sneak attack. At this point, Yang Bo could only catch his breath before engaging in a fierce battle with Jun Han.

  The earth slope fell silent for a moment, except for Yang Bo's panting sound like a bellows and Jun Han's mournful cry.

  Huff...

  Oh no......

  Huff... huff...

  Aiyo, aiyo......

  His back started to warm up, Yang Bo knew that the wound was bleeding again. He didn't dare to touch it and just stared intently at the movement in front of him. The current situation was whoever could get up first, the other would be in big trouble...

  Yang Bo is thinking of nothing but firearms for future generations, even if it's just a Type 54 pistol that's crossed over.

  The gasps and wails on the small mound gradually subsided, just as Yang Bo was catching his breath, a black shadow suddenly rose up in front of him!

  Yang Bo's heart sank, and in the end, Jun Han stood up first!

  Jun Han stood five meters in front of him, supporting the hilt of his sword, with a face full of blood and an even more ferocious expression. He stared at Yang Bo with venomous eyes, while Yang Bo also glared back at Jun Han without backing down, the two engaging in a fierce stare-down like fighting cocks.

  Suddenly, Jun Han's mouth slanted to one side, and a string of bloody bubbles emerged from the corner of his mouth, followed by another blood-stained molar.

  "It seems that punch was still somewhat useful." Yang Bo felt a bit more confident in his heart. Unfortunately, the vicious knee strike didn't hit its mark, or else he would have already secured victory.

  Looking at Jun Han limping towards him, Yang Bo's eyes became moist again. He thought of his mother and the loved ones back home, and he felt that he was really too attached to this world.

  The bright blade light enveloped Yang Bo's entire body like autumn wind blowing down leaves, and Yang Bo's heart suddenly sank. Jun Han's knife was as fierce as a mad tiger, swift as lightning, and Yang Bo had already been blocked off from all retreats...

  Run, can't run away? Fight, can't fight back?

  Before he could think more, a flash of knife light was chopping towards his head. Yang Bo used all his strength to roll on the ground.