Special Forces Medic

Chapter 937

"What did you say to Lao Qing, what did you do?" On the second floor, in the commander's office, Lao Jiu found Red Clothes. He harshly pushed her down onto the table, showing none of the previous gentleness. His glaring grey eyes seemed as if they wanted to devour this woman. "I told you not to touch my brother. What did you do to him?"

Red Clothes was pinned against the table. Her expression appeared unusually calm, not resisting Lao Jiu's force on her body as she struggled to breathe with his hand gripping her neck.

Her fingers, painted in bright red nail polish, pointed outside. She braced herself against the edge of the table with her left hand to sit up. She knew Lao Jiu wouldn't truly kill her, and so, staring at the furious man, she chuckled.

"I just gave him the power he desired! That man is getting beaten terribly now, and soon he will become your brother's defeated opponent. Behead him so you can present this gift to those people." After saying this with difficulty, Lao Jiu loosened his grip, staring at Red Clothes in disbelief.

"You drugged him?" As if seeking confirmation, Lao Qing felt as though his heart was being torn apart, an array of indescribable emotions cutting through him, each one lethal. "Why did you do this?"

"To accomplish great deeds, one must learn to sacrifice. Lao Qing is your stumbling block. You are well aware that he will ruin your plans. Since you hesitate to act, I did it for you. Is it wrong?"

Red Clothes let out a scream as Lao Jiu's fingers clamped down hard on her neck, nearly twisting the slender neck in a moment.

"You can't kill me!" Despite being too weak to speak, Red Clothes still held her beautiful eyes open, watching Lao Jiu, a smile on her lips. "Just listen to the uproar outside, and you'll know the current situation favors us."

Once more, a series of kicks forced Lao Qing to retreat as he howled madly, leaping up again. Legs spread wide apart, he rapidly spun, rotating mid-air, before bending his right arm and locking his left hand around the right fist to deliver a ferocious elbow strike aimed at Xiao Lin's head, with the momentum of a collapsing Mt. Tai.

Xiao Lin crossed his hands, locking fingers, to meet Lao Qing's blow head-on. This was the first frontal counterattack by the opponent.

With a bang, all present assassins felt like they were holding their breath, quietly waiting. The unbelievable force and formidable skills made them realize for the first time what it meant that there is always someone better; now, neither of them would provoke the other so easily.

Anyone with some strength wouldn't ignore another problem because of such spectacle. All along, Xiao Lin had been on the defensive, never taking the initiative unless pressed, and even then, any counter was purely defensive, never truly effective. Compared to Lao Qing's desperate assaults, they were clearly lacking in intensity and impact. Just when they wondered why Xiao Lin wasn't making a move, everyone's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Did you say I can't kill you?" Turning his face aside, Lao Jiu suddenly spoke up. Without turning his head, he inserted his four fingers into her slender neck from an angle she couldn't see. "In my heart, no one compares to Lao Qing. You made a mistake!"

An angry roar sounded as Xiao Lin opened his fingers wide, fiercely slapping his hands with what seemed like floating light onto Lao Qing's shoulders. With a crisp snap, Lao Qing's shoulders were instantly a gory mess, his entire body plunged into the ground.

"I don't like to use my secret power very much, but today you forced me to display it in front of others. Not killing you would disgrace my abilities, so you brought this upon yourself."

As the words fell, Xiao Lin used this immense power to soar from the ground, performing a 360 degree spin in mid-air and kicking towards Lao Qing's back with fierce strength.

A piercing scream echoed as Lao Qing's entire body was flung horizontally towards a wall, yet at the same time, Xiao Lin's form became phantasmal before everyone's eyes. Before they could react, he suddenly appeared at the broken wall, clenching his fists and delivering another powerful punch to Lao Qing, who was already flying towards him. With a shrill whoosh, Lao Qing crashed down with a body completely drenched in red.

Of course, it was not completely over yet. With a roar, Xiao Lin rose sharply again, drawing a mighty arc with his right leg that swept down with unstoppable force. The severely injured Lao Qing reacted swiftly, even with a groggy head, accurately predicting Xiao Lin's attack position from the rushing wind sound. Gathering all his strength, he shot towards a point, and an astonishing scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Lao Qing's entire skeletal structure emitted crackling sounds, his slowly swelling muscles looked like they were about to break through the skin, making him appear like he had doubled in size. Accompanied by a roar akin to a wild beast, a gigantic, overwhelming force surged forth.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, even Flame Swallow, who had just come to from the infirmary, couldn't believe what he saw, his mouth agape, wordless.

Four-legged beast leapt in front of him, letting out mournful wails—it was terrified, afraid, yet wanted to dash forward to protect its master.

Flame Swallow pulled the four-legged beast behind him and shut the door heavily.

The scene could no longer be called human as it slowly approached Xiao Lin. Seemingly aware of another person's interference, Lao Qing turned his head to glare at the flame-incarnate person behind him, azure heat enveloping him like a shield, cold with just a hint of warmth.

Bulging eyes locked onto this person, raising his right hand to strike. "Don't meet it head on!"

Xiao Lin shouted from behind, his figure once more disappearing before everyone, pushing Flame Swallow to the side. Without hesitating, he delivered a sweeping kick that seemed to channel ancient and mysterious power, striking Lao Qing's left chest hard, sending his massive frame crashing into another wall, embedding him within it.

Xiao Lin sprang up lightly, deftly landing, aiming towards Lao Qing's direction. Curling his right leg, he unleashed a torrent-like kick onto the figure struggling to stand.

Lao Qing's eyes flickered, rolling awkwardly on the ground to dodge Xiao Lin's foot. With a boom, the entire two-story building collapsed.

Everyone gasped, and the fallen figure stirred, staggering upright, with eyes bulging as if about to burst with blood, letting out a hoarse roar. Xiao Lin stood there, having seen a similar scene in the abandoned brick kiln below the North District. The drug Lao Qing used should be the same as Zacks. He's beyond saving.

"No!" As Lao Qing launched another attack on Xiao Lin, a red voice fell from the sky, blood blossoms dispersed in the air, spreading a bloody scent that stirred the assassins' bloodthirsty instincts, but despite the chaotic frenzy, no one dared move an inch.

The woman's body fell among the crowd, sparking another commotion. Both those familiar and unfamiliar with her knew who she was. Following closely from the second floor was the 'Underground City' City Lord, Lao Jiu, no longer holding a Feather Fan, but a long black whip.

With a crack, the whip lashed through the air towards Xiao Lin. When everyone assumed the City Lord was replacing Lao Qing, they found the whip turned at his again-raised arm, looping around it, and forcibly pulling him to the ground.

"All of you, stand back!" The commanding voice echoed out as he gradually approached Xiao Lin, suddenly dropping to one knee. "'Underground City' will never betray again, spare him!"

This sudden turn of events made those who hadn't left pause, faintly hearing the word betrayal, a hint of suspicion growing in their hearts, while some clever ones understood the situation and with wounded pride, roared in protest.

No gratitude, no promise! This form of punishment wasn't heavy for Lao Jiu. Quietly he moved to stand in front of Lao Qing, inserting a scalpel he'd never used before into his heart.

Rather than let you die in pain, it's better to make the one who killed you live in pain for a lifetime. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to visit Qidian.com to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)