Volume 1: Ghosts of the Underworld Wail... Chapter 65: Fleeing Before Sunset (1)

  Chen Long's words were harsh, but his mind was clearly elsewhere. Although the two sides were like fire and water, for now, neither could do anything to the other, and no one had the luxury of worrying about anything else; just being able to keep their lives intact would be a blessing.

  The sky had long been bright, and Chen Long and Jiang Feng stood shoulder to shoulder at the entrance waiting. Far away, two figures walked slowly towards them. Xie Nan was walking in front with a gun, while Lu Jie followed half a step behind carrying a girl on his back.

  Chen Long's eyes narrowed slightly. Was it only Zhu Xiaocui? So, Yuan Tian was already dead.

  "Mr. Xie, I suppose this is our first formal meeting?" Chen Long crossed his arms and leaned against a tree.

  "Haha, Mr. Chen, it's actually I, Xie who was slow to respond the last two times, please forgive me." Xie Nan wasn't surprised that Chen Long knew his name and smiled brightly.

  Chen Long's pupils constricted, this guy, people who don't know would think we're good friends, his tone is completely like a kind middle-aged man. "Haha, Mr. Xie is being polite, and who is this?" He looked at Lu Jie with an unfriendly gaze, especially since there was still fresh blood on his hand.

  "This is my subordinate Lu Jie, also known as Quanya." Xie Nan smiled and said, "A Jie, haven't you met Mr. Chen yet?"

  Lu Jie put down Zhu Xiaocui and saluted Chen Long: "Mr. Chen."

  "Easy to say." Chen Long's eyelid twitched, and he laughed happily, "My friend Jiang Feng is a straightforward person, also a gangster, especially admiring heroes like Mr. Lu, I wonder if he can have a drink with him?"

  Xie Nan's mouth twitched slightly, having seen shameless people before, but never to this extent. This time they clearly had the upper hand, would the other side still want to end up in a situation where both sides are doomed?

  Jiang Feng, who was standing next to him, looked at Lu Jie's bloodshot eyes and felt a bit uneasy. He whispered to Chen Long, "I'm telling you, I'm no match for that guy." He had seen Lu Jie's skills before, let alone playing with guns, even if it were just a fistfight, he wouldn't be Lu Jie's opponent.

  Chen Long replied in a low voice, "They've traveled far and are carrying a woman. If you can't beat him, just find a block of tofu to knock yourself out with. If you really can't beat him, drag it out until he's dead."

  "I said, Brother Xie, you won't refuse to give me face, will you?"

  "Oh? Compared to what?" Xie Nan seemed careless, raised the gun in his hand, "Compared to this?"

  "Haha." Chen Long smiled, glanced at the few guns under his feet, "Why hurt each other's feelings? Let's just compare our skills and stop when we reach a certain point!"

  Jiang Feng was just reminded by Chen Long, and he already knew that the opponent was recovering his strength. As the saying goes, "the first to take action is strong", so as soon as Chen Long finished speaking, he rushed towards Lu Jie.

  Xie Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the gun in his hand. However, when he saw Chen Long's sharp gaze, his heart skipped a beat.

  Jiang Feng rushed to Lu Jie's front and threw two punches, one at his chest and the other at his face. His boxing technique was not sophisticated, but he made up for it with speed and strength.

  Lu Jie didn't expect this dark-faced fatty to be so fast, although he retreated two steps and dodged a punch, but the punch aimed at his face couldn't be dodged. He let out a loud shout and also threw a punch at that fat face.

  "Bang! Bang!" The two of them were punching each other like a pair of rascals, with Chen Long rolling his eyes repeatedly. Xie Nan couldn't take it anymore: "A De, hurry up and knock him down for me!"

  Lu Jie's eyes were bloodshot, he let out a loud roar and pounced on the fatty, his two fists flying in a flurry of punches. The fatty was also enraged, completely disregarding Lu Jie's blows as he wildly smashed at Lu Jie's stomach and head. The two men exchanged blows, quickly resorting to using their guns as clubs. Two precision iron sniper rifles were soon destroyed by the pair's brutal smashing. The two figures, one fat and one thin, were once again entangled together.

  Chen Long moved, and like a phantom, he darted towards Xie Nan, his two hands shaped like eagle claws reaching for his shoulders. Suddenly, his figure twisted, bypassing Xie Nan. A faint "bang" sound, and an extra bullet hole appeared on the ground.

  "Haha, high-tech stuff." Chen Long looked at the miniature gun barrel in Xie Nan's hand and laughed. "I think you should just throw this thing away! The sniper rifle's lock-on can't even kill me, let alone when you use these things in front of me? Maybe a dagger would be more effective." After saying that, Chen Long threw a punch at Xie Nan's face without any tricks, "You dare to look down on me? I'll beat you into a pig head!"

  What kind of person is Xie Nan? A notorious underworld big brother in the southeastern region, wouldn't he have some real skills under his belt? Although he had lost an arm, he wasn't afraid at all. His right hand flashed like lightning as he swung the gun he was holding, deflecting Chen Long's punch. At the same time, his body leaned back and one leg whipped out like a willow branch.

  Chen Long couldn't dodge, his two hands moved forward to block, and suddenly felt like a thousand pounds of force hitting his hands, burning with pain. "Good legwork, your legs are more deadly than your gun."

  Xie Nan looked at Chen Long, his face becoming more serious, "You're also very good, forcing me to use the real power I've been hiding."

  "What kind of energizing medicine did you take? Otherwise, it's impossible to be injured so badly and still act like nothing happened." Chen Long started walking around, he didn't want to get kicked again. The leg technique has 12 methods: kick, push, wrap, bounce, cut, point, hook, collide, sweep, strangle, swing, and trip. Xie Nan's leg technique was clearly focused on sweeping and strangling, its power and damage to the body were even comparable to the legendary Bruce Lee's Whirlwind Kick. To practice this technique to such a degree, one would have to endure immense suffering, it's not something that can be accomplished without great perseverance, because the pain in the legs during the process would drive someone crazy.

  Similarly, when this leg method is practiced to a high level, splitting stones and cutting through metal is not impossible. However, historically, very few people have reached the level of a grandmaster, so true practitioners of Taoist internal alchemy are unlikely to learn such torturous techniques unless they specialize in physical training or are from an evil sect that researches these obscure methods.

  Chen Long was not a strong man who had practiced eighteen martial arts, so he was stuck for several minutes and was hit four times. The weakness of the internal force, with no strong attack power, was suddenly revealed.

  "Alright!" Chen Long took a few steps back, panting heavily, and sized up Jiang Feng and Lu Jie. Suddenly, he felt indignant, those two guys were covered in bruises, with blood flowing everywhere, mostly nosebleeds.

  "Mr. Xie indeed has a good hand, it seems that not showing some real skills is not enough." Chen Long took out a small device from his pocket that looked like a wine cup, which was one of the things left to him by Old Zhu. This thing was called Flame Shield, a very ordinary object, not even considered a magic treasure, but with the only advantage being that it required relatively little magical power and could be pre-charged, Chen Long had already asked Li Yun to fill it with energy before, enough for Chen Long to use once.

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