Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1034 - 1006: Backstabbed

Walking on the street remained a state of being avoided by people, how terrifying it must be! Even Xiao Lin felt a bit embarrassed, sneaking into an unfrequented alley, abandoning the main road for a side path, increasingly blaming Yelü Shou, that inhumane guy.

Not knowing how far it is to walk to Sin City from here, with hands deep in pockets, he realized he had unknowingly finished smoking. Fortunately, the words just spoke worked, Murong Lengyue stopped pursuing with entanglement, though he still minded somewhat.

Xiao Lin suddenly halted, observing the surroundings, seemingly entering a relatively long alley, appearing more like a rear lane between two streets, not a straight road, since the exit ahead was not visible. Such streets are most prone to crime, the deserted streets breed numerous crimes like rape, murder, robbery, black market transactions, and of course, assassination.

The person behind had followed quite a distance but was still hesitant to act, not revealing any search for an opportunity. In such places, opportunities abound, with tall walls having scarce ventilating windows, let alone leaving any crime record.

Xiao Lin kicked a stone, sending it rushing far away, the rolling sound flickered through the alley, at this moment, the commotion behind him astonishingly ceased, as if it vanished with his recent kick. Such speed surprised Xiao Lin a bit, the hidden talents were indeed abundant.

Continuing to move forward, the one who had hidden earlier returned to his back. His speed did not stir the air a bit, if not for his overly keen perception, it would be impossible to notice this person’s existence. This person’s power was comparable to Yelü Shou, slightly inferior to the Magician, unknown what the origin was.

As he assessed this person’s ability, the ripples behind became somewhat unusual; a gust of strong wind with chilling sharpness attacked from his left side, initially targeting his left hand, evidently aware that he was left-handed. Just about to counterattack, he suddenly heard a violent shout more akin to a collision sound, a bit inexplicably Xiao Lin swiftly stepped forward two paces to the right and turned around, seeing Consort Ling entwined with two lean men.

He couldn’t help but express surprise, leaning against a stronger stance, somewhat impacted by this person. Back when capturing the Middle Eastern gentleman in Yanjing, this man consistently protected Murong Lengyue, seemingly someone named Young Master Wu, looks like he’s made enemies.

Regarding the sudden appearance of the person, Young Master Wu lifted his cold eyes, scrutinizing this expressionless individual, silently.

As both parties advanced quickly, the momentum gradually elevated. With Young Master Wu’s violent shout gathering a breath of True Qi, his figure rose, rushing toward Consort Ling’s standing position, shortening the distance between the two by more than ten steps. Suddenly, amidst the rapid advance, he abruptly vanished, two fists seemingly gleaming in the night struck together with a spectacular impact, akin to two streaks of brilliance that amazed and stunned everyone!

Boom! Boom! The sounds resounded spectacularly, while Xiao Lin, observing from afar, was only hearing without seeing anyone. Regarding Consort Ling’s capabilities, they were somewhat elusive. Previous injuries at the nightclub seemed to have deliberately pulled a punch; today’s strength, from the recent impact sound, revealed a hint.

Another dull collision sound, the two figures that had just collided instantaneously separated. Consort Ling retreated two steps, Young Master Wu seemingly did not move, yet judging from his trembling legs, Consort Ling’s strength wasn’t small! Now no discernable difference, Xiao Lin observed closely, envisioning the scenario unfolding between the two afterward.

However, the two seemed not to have exerted their full power, just probing each other carefully. Real masters wouldn’t immediately commence cutting and slashing, at least enduring dozens of rounds before finding the opponent’s flaw, then unleashing a significant strike. The distinction between masters and regular fighters can be discerned from their tactics.

Their gradually fervent gaze just met, Young Master Wu emitted a cackle, once again charging at Consort Ling. The two figures just separated fiercely clashed again, this time as if meeting, Young Master Wu’s body slightly angled, faintly crouching down, his left arm first curved, then delivering a full-force elbow strike towards Consort Ling’s chest.

The entire rapidly advancing figure managed to instantly alter, changing attack forms. Xiao Lin couldn’t help stepping a bit closer; having seen many transform their bodies, but Young Master Wu’s bizarre body technique indeed piqued interest!

Young Master Wu’s body technique was exceedingly swift, but Consort Ling was not lagging either, quickening his body’s rhythm, gathered his right arm, his right palm full-force blocking that fierce elbow strike, simultaneously his left palm met Young Master Wu’s right fist following the elbow strike.

With a crisp slap sound, Young Master Wu’s attack was promptly intercepted accurately by Consort Ling. Their bodies paused momentarily, the former utilizing the force from Consort Ling’s tightly gripped fist and elbow, the entire body propelled off the ground, the right foot’s toe sharply pointing at his chest!

Meanwhile, Consort Ling forcibly pushed Young Master Wu’s right hand, fiercely slapped his foot’s toe, spinning in place, the right leg swinging along the ground with a whooshing force towards him. Shocked, Young Master Wu urgently contracted his left arm, confronting Consort Ling’s fierce sweeping leg.

Bang! A dull thud resounded as Young Master Wu was forcefully knocked away, tracing an arc in the air before crashing to the ground, his right shoulder splitting open, blood pouring out, crimson flesh exposed!

Something seemed amiss. Observing from the side, Xiao Lin saw it clearly. Given the hidden strength he had witnessed from following behind, it shouldn’t have been so easy to get hit by a kick from Consort Ling. Could it have been intentional? Xiao Lin furrowed his brow, involuntarily feeling a chill for Consort Ling, ready to intervene if necessary.

Young Master Wu, kicked to the ground, swiftly leaped up. He glanced at the wound on his shoulder, his keen eyes exuding a chilling glare. "Who are you? Don’t meddle in others’ affairs."

"Consort Ling!" Declaring her name, Consort Ling lunged at Young Master Wu, delivering a series of kicks at close range. The attacks came in unpredictable paths, swifter than lightning, leaving him no chance to catch his breath.

Consort Ling, much like the Magician, was a born assassin. Every part of her body concealed lethal potential, and when she struck, the atmosphere became suffused with a formidable killing intent, descending like a great bell. Young Master Wu sensed this overpowering aura and, with a fierce roar, propelled himself into the air, his right leg slicing through in an arc aiming for Consort Ling’s head.

Under the relentless kicks from Young Master Wu’s sharp, tricky legs, Consort Ling was forced to retreat continually. She was about to step back further, yet found herself cornered against the wall. Gritting her teeth, she lifted both arms to block. In the next instant, a tremendous force surged through, crack! Her sweat-covered arms, crossed and trembling in the air, were dislocated with that faint breaking sound.

The sudden change caught Xiao Lin off guard, a crack resounded as he soared into the air.

Pivoting expertly on his left foot, he swiftly twisted his body, his right leg sweeping out in a smooth motion, launching a perfect roundhouse kick, which seamlessly transitioned to a spinning kick in mid-air, smashing down to shatter Young Master Wu’s shoulder blade, knocking him to the ground.

Enduring the searing pain, Young Master Wu still mustered all his strength to lunge forward, recklessly charging at Xiao Lin.

"I don’t want to kill you!" Xiao Lin had already prepared to sweep out a roundhouse kick, but Young Master Wu paid no heed to his words, suddenly closing the distance between them and offering no chance for Xiao Lin to change his move, determined to risk it all.

Bam! Young Master Wu’s head collided heavily with Xiao Lin’s chest, not expecting this seemingly lean man to have such a sturdy head. Taken by surprise, Xiao Lin felt slightly dizzy from the impact on his chest. Frowning, he swung his right foot to kick at the bent-over Young Master Wu, and as he dodged, Xiao Lin slammed his right elbow down on Young Master Wu’s stone-like head.

Unable to dodge in time, Young Master Wu only felt a hum in his head, suddenly losing all sensation, unable to see or hear, his eyesight instantly plunged into darkness. Staggering back a few steps, he felt his back against the hard wall, supporting himself with his hands on the wall, shaking his head as if to ascertain the opponent’s position.

"This time, take it as a lesson. The loss of sense will recover in twenty-four hours. If you recklessly use your Inner Strength, I can’t guarantee your recovery." Xiao Lin helped Consort Ling up, still showing some restraint. "Go back and tell Murong Lengyue that what she’s doing is futile. I, Xiao Lin, won’t be grateful."

In the long alley, Young Master Wu slumped down powerlessly, lingering in the emptiness of lost sensation. "You’re no match for him!" came a voice from someone standing before Young Master Wu, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Let’s go back; the young lady is still waiting."

No matter what was said, Young Master Wu remained unresponsive. The hand on his shoulder left a certain impression, the familiar weight feeling like an old friend, yet it was this very hand that effortlessly lifted Young Master Wu. "The young lady says this time is just a lesson; next time, you won’t be let off so easily. After all, Xiao Lin is the man the young lady desires. The fact you weren’t finished off by him is already quite fortunate, especially with the clearance experts from ’Black Crow’ by his side. You are still far from his level."

The man chattered on incessantly; how could he miss such an opportunity, taking advantage of Young Master Wu’s inability to speak or hear to ramble on, chuckling!

The long alley was suddenly filled with a resonant, gleeful laugh. Unbeknownst to them, on the roof above, a window had been opened, from which a small head had emerged, eyes reflecting on everything they had just witnessed, gleaming with contemplation. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)