Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 278.008. Jin Jun Arrives

The Otherworlder looked at Jin Junlai with fear in his eyes.

"What kind of move is this?" Although it had been hit in the chest, the White Walker's physical abilities were beyond those of humans, and the werewolf's chakra also brought a strong physical boost. In its bulging pectoral muscles, blood vessels throbbed, and the sunken areas slowly rose up like memory foam.

Jin Jun observed the other's body, his brows furrowing slightly. This guy's body was much more robust than that of ordinary Otherworlders.

He raised his right hand, and a faint, translucent aura began to swirl between his fingers. He clenched his fist and launched an offensive, his fist like a battering ram, boldly pounding towards the White Walker.

"Who do you think you are with that kind of fist!" the Otherworlder roared, swinging his right arm, his muscles bulging as he swung his fist fiercely at Jin Junlai's fist.

Just as their fists were about to collide, Jin Junlai's punching technique underwent a dramatic change, as if his mortal body had suddenly been coated with a layer of golden armor.
In an instant, Jin Junlai's momentum surged, and in just a moment, it was like a mountain torrent that swept away everything in its path. Even before the aliens made contact, they already knew that their chances of winning were slim.

This terrifying aura reminded it of the superhuman woman in District 16, who could also unleash superhumanly violent punches at will. It was surprised that it had been distracted, and only then did it realize that the force of this punch was so powerful that it had sluggish its thoughts.

Feeling its body being sent flying backward, the White Walker belatedly realized that the man's punch had completely shattered its hand bones, breaking them into several pieces.

boom!
The White Walker's body was embedded in the wall, causing the entire room to tremble. Invisible shockwaves rippled outwards with each impact, rattling against the glass.

They've kicked a hornet's nest; their skill level is at least on par with the top White Walkers of District 16.

"Any last words you would like to leave?"

Jin Junlai slowly walked forward.

The White Walker struggled to its feet, its arms and half of its body completely numb. It gritted its teeth, and thick smoke billowed from its body, like the smell of a burning kitchen fire, erupting in the confined space. Even the invisible wind could not disperse it all.

Jin Junlai squinted, the pungent smell of burnt egg white making his throat dry. He covered his mouth and nose, watching helplessly as the White Walker's legs shot out and ran towards the window. This was the second floor; jumping down would be more than enough.

The White Walker was surprised that his sneak attack had worked. Before he could even feel smug, he ignored the glass and crashed into the window.

"Crack!" The aluminum alloy frame was deformed by the impact. The wolf head of the White Walker had already smelled the outside air. It was covered in blue smoke, its face was crazed, and its eyes were flashing with a desperate ferocity.

Jin Jun patted his clothes, not in a hurry to chase after him.

The White Walker opened the window and was about to jump down when suddenly there was a creaking sound from above, followed by a pair of shoes kicking straight at its face.

The White Walker was caught off guard and attacked from the face. He had no idea that someone would jump down from the window upstairs. He was caught off guard and was successfully ambushed.

The White Walker's forward momentum was halted, and its face was attacked. It instinctively closed its eyes, and its body fell backward uncontrollably.

"No!" it cried out in despair, and crashed to the ground.

A gust of wind blew in through the window, carrying the smell of human flesh.

In the face of death, blood trickled from the White Walker's mouth. Opening its mouth, it didn't care who the person was and lunged forward, snapping like a trap. But it found its momentum was stopped. The man behind it had arrived at its side without it noticing. He pressed down on the White Walker's shoulder with one hand, and it could only fall to the ground.

From its angle, one can only look up at the man's upper body. The setting sun shines through the window onto the man's undershirt, making the thin clothes transparent and revealing his strong muscles.

The man's eyes were fixed ahead, on the person who had ambushed the White Walkers. He seemed to recognize the person, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

"What, it's you, kid?" Jin Junlai asked unhappily.

The other party did not reply immediately.

The White Walker turned its head and saw that the person who attacked it was just a fair-skinned high school student wearing a blue and white school uniform. But upon closer inspection, it was clear that a high school student's ability to sneak up on the third floor and launch a sneak attack upside down was not like that of a ten-year-old kid.

"Old Jin." Jin Ziyue's expression softened a bit; even after several years, the man's charm remained unchanged.

Jin Ziyue was mentored by his father, and the man was Jin Ziyue's most admired idol during his youth. Time flies, and even though he has grown up now, Jin Ziyue still finds it difficult to control himself when facing that man.

The two exchanged a brief glance. Jin Ziyue was backlit by the setting sun, his figure blurred by the light and shadow, making him appear darker. Only his long shadow stretched out, like a crawling figure, slowly extending to Jin Junlai's feet.

Jin Junlai's undershirt was bathed in the glow of the sunset, and the golden light of the setting sun shone through his unkempt, thick eyebrows.

Men's tacit understanding is often unspoken.

"If you had come any later, the window screen would have torn you to pieces," Jin Junlai said irritably.

"It's alright, I'm familiar with gossip."

Jin Junlai narrowed his eyes, his nostrils twitched, and he pursed his lips, his tone somewhat disdainful: "Back to play?"

"Hmm." Jin Ziyue wasn't surprised that he was recognized, as the inscription on his body was the one he inherited from the man: "Tracing the Origin."

Years ago, Jin Junlai was the one who taught the art of destiny manipulation. The man arrogantly explained that the destiny he gave to Jin Ziyue was "moderation and peace." A simple and ordinary destiny, implying that he hoped his son would be well-behaved, not needing to stand out, but simply to live a stable and peaceful life.

When you are young, those with rare and auspicious fates are easily coveted by others.

Unfortunately, even such a mature and wise saying could not suppress Jin Ziyue's impetuous nature in his youth.

Therefore, when Jin Ziyue's expression changed, Jin Junlai immediately noticed the difference, especially since "Zhongzheng Pinghe" was suddenly replaced by "Tuben Qiuyuan".

"A strong smell of blood." Jin Junlai curled his lip, commenting on Jin Ziyue's appearance. He tightened his grip, squeezing the alien's shoulder bone until it ached, completely dissipating the power it had been secretly gathering.

"We'll talk later." Jin Ziyue squatted down, looked directly at the Otherworldly being, and asked in a cold voice in Japanese, "Who are you? What is your purpose here?"

A strange light flashed in both Jin Junlai's and the Otherworldly Ghost's eyes.

"You speak the language?" the White Walker asked.

"You only need to answer my questions." Jin Ziyue's gaze turned cold, and his voice became more forceful.

"Green Fang..."

"What are we doing here?" Jin Ziyue guessed that the presence of the Others from District 16 here was likely a hidden danger planted back then. If they could find clues from that time, it would be an unexpected gain from this dream rewind.

"Searching for the 'Smiling Demon'..." Qingya hesitated for a moment, but still went ahead with the plan.

Jin Ziyue frowned. The Smiling Devil must be the "Smiling Monster" that Fu Xun and Lao Yan mentioned. Little did he know that this so-called monster had already appeared beside him when they were sixteen years old.

"Who is the 'Smiling Devil'?" Jin Ziyue asked.

I've been working overtime these past two days, so I'll have to use up my saved drafts for now.

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