The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 24 Shock
Wang Yi saw Shen Xiong and his nine men start to flee, and hurriedly reminded them loudly: "Mr. Li, leave those nine men to me, you go check on Manager Zhang, if he is not well, send him to Baozhilin for treatment immediately."

After saying that, he sped up again and chased towards the depths of the warehouse.

"Then be careful, little friend."

Li Yuan reminded him in a deep voice, turned around and flew towards Fan Xian in the distance. The cold light in his eyes was captivating, and his figure leaped like a nimble ape, leaping on one cargo box after another. When he got close, he flipped over and landed steadily behind Erniu and the others.

He glanced around and found that the boat gang members in the warehouse had been killed by the black-clothed guards. After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Erniu, lead the black-clothed soldiers to hunt down the remaining boat gang members. Make sure to kill them all and leave no hidden dangers."

Upon hearing this, Erniu cautiously retreated with his comrades. After making sure that Fan Xian had no intention of making a desperate counterattack, he turned around and led the Mo Yi soldiers to rush out of the warehouse.

The battle in the East Warehouse attracted a lot of onlookers, mostly foreigners. However, these foreigners never cared about such gang fights. As long as their interests were not affected, no matter which country they were from, they would just watch the show.

"Hahaha... the name of the Poison Monkey is well-deserved. Your cruel temper hasn't changed at all. It's an honor for me to die in your hands." Fan Xian held the knife with both hands, laughing with a pale face, and his voice sounded somewhat tragic.

After laughing, he asked unwillingly: "Captain Li, can you let me be a clear-headed ghost?" He was really unwilling and wanted to take the opportunity to step on this old guy, but who could have thought that in the blink of an eye, the other party would come to his door directly?

"Is this your first day in the underworld?" Li Yuan asked indifferently. He took a step forward and appeared beside Fan Xian.

He casually slapped away the opponent's long sword, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and punched him in the heart. His hidden strength burst out and turned into a silk-like force, leaving dense holes on his heart.

Fan Xian's eyes widened, and a large amount of bubbling blood gushed out of his mouth. The long sword in his hand fell off powerlessly, and the blood color on his face quickly disappeared, leaving him as pale as a piece of white paper.

Fan Xian felt the strength draining away quickly, and said with a sad smile: "Yes... There are not so many whys in the martial arts world. If you are not as strong as others, you will die. In the end, you can only blame yourself for slacking off in martial arts."

After saying that, he widened his eyes and fell straight backwards. With a dull sound, countless fine dust was raised.

Li Yuan's eyes were deep. He turned and came to Zhang Shan's side. He squatted down to check his injuries. When he found that his internal organs were not damaged, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the black-clad guards and ordered, "Send Manager Zhang to Baozhilin for treatment. Send the injured black-clad soldiers to the Oriental Medical Clinic for treatment." After saying that, he stood up and ran towards the depths of the warehouse. He was still a little worried about that kid Wang Yi.

"Yes." The seven black-clad guards clasped their fists and accepted the order. One of them carried Zhang Shan on his back, and then walked out of the warehouse under the protection of the other six. After leaving the warehouse, he spoke a few words to a black-clad soldier, then squeezed through the crowd and left quickly.

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Deep inside the warehouse, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard intermittently, mixed with shrill screams and low sobs.

Holding a long knife, Wang Yi moved lightly among the cargo boxes and other items, chasing after Shen Xiong and his nine companions who were fleeing in panic.

His steps were flexible and varied, and he displayed extraordinary physical skills in this chaotic environment. Even after killing eight people in a row, his blue shirt was still not stained with a single drop of blood.

Just as he jumped over the wooden box in front of him that was more than a person's height, a white knife light came from below him and chopped up.

Wang Yi's eyes narrowed, and his right hand bent into a strange arc like a spirit snake, controlling the long knife in his hand to chop down rapidly.

Clang——

The two knives collided with each other, and under the terrifying force, brilliant sparks burst out from the place where the two knives collided.

"Ming Jin?" Shen Xiong took three steps back, stood firm, twisted his numb right hand, and looked at the young man who landed steadily in the distance, with a flash of fear in his eyes.

"You're not bad either, and you're not far from Ming Jin." Wang Yi praised lightly, twisted his neck, raised his long sword high, took a step forward and launched the first attack.

He used a very simple downward chopping move, but he used it as if he was splitting Mount Hua with all his strength. The air made a low whistle under the cutting of the blade.

Shen Xiong's expression changed drastically. He gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands and raised the knife to block. As soon as the two knives touched, a strange shock force came from the opponent's knife. His hands felt numb and he almost couldn't hold the long knife.

He took three steps back, and before he could stand firm, another powerful upward slash came from the side. He quickly steadied himself and frantically blocked with his sword, but the same shock wave came and easily knocked the long sword in his hand away.

He had no time to react as the dazzling blade light slashed down from above again, slashing across his neck as fast as lightning, and everything in front of him fell into darkness in an instant.

The headless corpse gushed out a column of dark red blood, and then fell limply to the ground. Blood rained down, and the blood spread, dyeing the surrounding objects red.

clap clap clap...

Li Yuan clapped his hands and walked over with an amazed look on his face. Looking at Wang Yi who dodged the bloody rain, he sincerely praised: "Young friend, you have a sharp swordsmanship and a unique use of strength."

The swordsmanship was secondary. What really amazed him was the use of strength, which was a skill that only very few martial artists of Zhenjin and Mingjin could master.

If you master the shock force, you will have the foundation to enter the dark force. If you can find spiritual inspiration one day, you will be able to go from the light to the dark and become a master of the dark force. You can imagine how valuable it is.

Wang Yi casually inserted the long sword into the wooden box beside him, laughed and shook his head, saying: "Mr. Li, please stop making fun of me. No matter how unique the Zhen Jin is, it still belongs to the category of Ming Jin. Compared with the mysterious An Jin, it is not worth mentioning at all."

Fan Xian, the leader of the boat gang, suffered severe internal injuries from a light blow from Manager Zhang. The method of using hidden power to hit the target from a distance and specifically injure the internal organs is truly mysterious.

"My friend is so modest... Let's not talk about this anymore and leave here first. It will be difficult to escape if people from the government office come." Li Yuan greeted him and turned to walk outside.

Wang Yi nodded slightly and followed.

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Baozhilin.

The lobby of the clinic.

Huang Feihong wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up and washed his hands, took the towel handed over by Yakusu, and solemnly instructed: "Manager Zhang must be careful to rest after returning. Fortunately, his stomach is not injured, otherwise..."

He stopped here. The following words were too unlucky and there was no need to say more. He believed that the other party could understand what he had not yet expressed.

A faint smile appeared on Zhang Shan's pale face. With the help of two black-clad guards, he stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Master Huang, for your skillful hands. It seems that I, an old man, can live for a few more years."

His words were very calm, and his eyes showed the calmness and indifference of life and death.

Huang Feihong laughed and shook his head: "With Manager Zhang's physique, he can live another twenty years without any problem."

Then he changed the subject and asked, "Isn't the identity of Shopkeeper Zhang a simple one? And the owner of the Dongyang Trading Company... What is your purpose in approaching Brother Wang?"

When he was treating his injuries, he found that his muscles and bones were several times stronger than those of ordinary people. This was a unique feature of warriors, and only warriors with strong strength could train their muscles and bones to this level.

Even if you don't know all this, you can still infer a lot from the seven burly men in black clothes and tight suits behind him.

"I am not in a position to say anything about this, but what I can tell Master Huang is that we have no ill will towards Young Master Wang." After saying this, Zhang Shan put down a silver ingot, stood up, and walked out of Baozhilin with the help of the black-clad guards.

"Manager Zhang, take care. Ya Ca Su, take the medicine to Manager Zhang." Huang Feihong bowed and turned his head to give instructions to Ya Ca Su.

Yacasu nodded, turned around, picked up five medicinal herbs from the medicine cabinet, quickly caught up with a burly man in black clothes, and handed the herbs to him.

Huang Feihong watched the group leave, then withdrew his gaze and said, "Don't wait for me for dinner. I'll go find Brother Wang to find out what's going on."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the backyard. After tidying up, he went out and headed towards the palace.

(End of this chapter)