Chapter 131: A Desperate Dance with Death

Chapter 131: If You Want It, May You Die a Miserable Death

Xiao Yu sensed something was dreadfully wrong with his state.

He was far too hotheaded.

This wasn’t the mindset of a competent policeman.

Yet he couldn’t help himself.

Perhaps it was because he had nearly died.

Maybe it was because he had seen the flesh and blood of his comrades being fed to dogs.

Or perhaps it was because…

Xiao Yu was determined that Wu Yuanxin would meet a terrible end!

Thanks to the Spirit of the Raccoon Cat skill.

He effortlessly leapt onto the treetops, bounding from one large branch to another. He quickly gauged the ground below and sprang without hesitation.

Covering a distance of six to seven meters in the blink of an eye, he landed lightly, not a scratch on his body.

An ordinary person would have broken both legs.

If unlucky, they’d even crash headfirst into a wall.

What a terrifying system skill!

Step, sprint… Xiao Yu dashed through the dense forest.

His mind had already noted the approximate ‘position 167’ where the enemy had parachuted in.

Under the Cheetah Speed, his body moved like the wind.

A minute later, within the gaze of the Falcon’s Eye, a full-effort running figure came into view.

Wu Yuanxin had discarded his backpack and parachute as he made a desperate escape.

His speed was astounding, as if he had undergone some rigorous physical training.

His running form was incredibly efficient.

But…

Can a human really outpace a leopard?

Barely five meters out of the forest,

a leopard-like silhouette surged forth, chasing closely behind.

In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of Wu Yuanxin.

Wu Yuanxin was utterly stunned.

He just stood there gawking at the handsome young man before him.

After all, less than half an hour ago he had looked down on him mockingly from the rooftop.

Yet now, here he was again, standing right in front of him.

“Are you even human?” Wu Yuanxin finally asked after a long pause.

“Or are you a beast?” Xiao Yu retorted in kind.

Wu Yuanxin sneered, “You shouldn’t have come here.”

“But I did,” Xiao Yu replied coolly.

A bitter smile played on his lips as he joked, “If my life were a movie, you’d be the annoying ad that pops up. You know how people feel about ads, right?”

“I don’t know,” Wu Yuanxin replied.

In an instant, Wu Yuanxin charged forward, shouting, “But I know you’re going to die!”

A knife materialized in his hand, lunging toward Xiao Yu’s neck.

Xiao Yu’s expression changed in an instant.

Not because his opponent wielded a weapon,

but because his Combat Expert skill made him well aware that an average person would only aim for the chest and abdomen.

Only someone intent on killing—and trained in the art of assassination—would know the vital spot to target.

A stab in the stomach doesn’t necessarily guarantee death.

But if the neck is pierced, death is unavoidable.

What was most peculiar was that Wu Yuanxin gripped the knife in reverse.

According to the principles of mechanics, this grip is the most agile, capable of unleashing full force, and unfortunately, the quickest way to kill!

Military close-combat techniques often favor a ‘flipping’ or reverse grip.

It was clear that Wu Yuanxin had undergone some form of military-style training.

An expert in reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance, and military close combat… if he wasn’t a soldier, what was he?

Swish!

The knife narrowly missed Xiao Yu’s neck by a hair’s breadth.

Xiao Yu’s hand instead clamped onto Wu Yuanxin’s wrist.

With a twist, a downward push.

Crack!

Wu Yuanxin’s wrist slumped uselessly.

A joint lock!

Ignoring his opponent’s pained cries, Xiao Yu grabbed the knife and surveyed it briefly.

A combat knife?

Whoosh—a leather-booted thigh swung at Xiao Yu’s cheek.

That kick was Wu Yuanxin’s all-out effort.

But…

He saw that Xiao Yu merely raised an arm,

attempting to block a powerful kick with his slender arm?

Wu Yuanxin grinned maniacally, daring fate.

Even a fool knows a thigh is far stronger than an arm!

Thud!

The impact of bone against bone resounded.

Wu Yuanxin suddenly felt his entire left leg go numb, his muscles convulsing under unbearable pain.

His eyes glazed over.

He stared dumbfounded at Xiao Yu, who stood unmoving with a single arm held up to block his thigh.

How could that be?!

“Strange, isn’t it?”

Xiao Yu swung his arm to dispel the numbness and glared at the stunned Wu Yuanxin with a toothy grin. “Honestly, I can’t even explain it myself. But are you ready?”

Ready for what?

The thought flashed through his mind.

In a heartbeat, Xiao Yu was right before his eyes.

No… Wu Yuanxin tried to step back, but he was always a step too slow.

Thud!

Xiao Yu’s fist landed squarely on his lower abdomen.

“Ugh!”

The brutal force and searing pain bent Wu Yuanxin over, leaving him gasping for air.

But then he saw a knee—seemingly waiting below his face.

It was as if Xiao Yu himself had offered his face up willingly.

Bam!

The force of Xiao Yu’s knee sent Wu Yuanxin’s head pitching back.

Instantly, a horrific wave of pain mixed with bitterness surged through his body.

Blood splattered across his face; from his shattered nose and mouth, tears mingled with the gore.

Yet, he did not collapse.

Because one of his arms had managed to clench onto Xiao Yu.

“No!”

Wu Yuanxin shrieked in terror as he saw Xiao Yu’s knee descend onto his arm.

Crack!

His arm shattered.

“Quiet, don’t scream!”

Thud!

Xiao Yu’s fist connected with Wu Yuanxin’s chin, the sound of bones snapping filled the air.

Crack!

His chin broke, and his screams abruptly ceased.

But…

Xiao Yu grabbed Wu Yuanxin’s other arm.

Crack!

The same grim pattern repeated, the same taste of defeat.

Both of Wu Yuanxin’s arms were shattered.

“Ah~”

Even with his chin dislocated, Wu Yuanxin could only cry out in misery, desperate to retreat.

But… he could not move his legs.

For one of Xiao Yu’s feet was firmly planted on top of his.

In the next moment, Xiao Yu bent down, his hand sliding along the arm of the combat knife behind Wu Yuanxin’s ankles.

Splatter! Splatter!

Two jets of blood sprayed from the back of Wu Yuanxin’s ankles, staining his trousers red.

“Ugh!”

Wu Yuanxin could only cry out as his body, deprived of support, collapsed to the ground.

His limbs were utterly useless!

“I’m extremely angry—truly furious.”

Xiao Yu continued to smile as he stared at a writhing Wu Yuanxin on the ground, silently writhing in pain. “Humans, never cross the line of what it means to be human. Don’t become beasts, or you will be treated like one!”

Figures began to appear all around.

Wang Dong, with a complex expression, came before Xiao Yu. He sneered at Wu Yuanxin as he walked over.

Indeed, the junior wasn’t wrong.

How can a beast like him earn a peaceful death?

His days were far from over!