You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 147 Executioner: Are you coming to please me too?
The second-in-command of the rebels was Hank Sally, who came from a farming family. When the war began, his father had not yet been drafted, and although the Empire began to collect national defense and settlement taxes for the war, life was a little tight, but it was still possible to survive.

Later, prices of all kinds of commodities began to skyrocket, accompanied by severe inflation, and the lives of the lower classes became increasingly difficult.

At this time, the empire began to repeatedly publicize the victory on the front line to appease the people behind and ask them to be patient for a while.

But after enduring it for a while, the Empire started recruiting soldiers again, and Hank's father was dragged away from home by the conscription office. His mother asked when his father would be back, and the conscription office staff gave a unified answer: victory is at hand, and he will be back in three to six months.

After my father left, life at home became more difficult.

My mother, I, and my sister often waited for my father at the village entrance. Life was very difficult at that time and even eating became a problem.

Later on, they stopped going to the village entrance because they were too hungry to have the strength.

One day, his disheveled mother brought home half a loaf of bread and quietly stuffed it into her mouth. He thought his mother had chosen him over his sister.

Later I saw many families doing the same thing. When they were the hungriest, they would give the food to the youngest.

The reason is simple, because everyone finds that the smallest ones are most likely to starve to death.

During that period, even the people from the Empire who were supposed to publicize the victory at the front did not come, probably because they were very hungry.

Later, my father never returned, the empire was gone, and my sister and mother starved to death amid the festive bells ringing at the founding of the Ru'an Republic. I was adopted by a disabled blacksmith, and that's how I survived.

So after joining the rebels, Hank still had a heart for revenge.

The moment he saw the executioner blocking his way, he was ready to fight.

Among the rebels, his strength ranks among the top three, and he is the chief instructor of the rebels.

His ability is physical training. Theoretically, he can increase his physical strength unlimitedly through training.

While constantly honing himself, he learned a lot of fighting skills, integrated them, innovated, and formed his own unique fighting style.

Just by looking at his opening moves, Chi Ping knew that this guy was no ordinary person.

This guy just took a step, and a force of energy suddenly spread out from his body, and the smoke and dust under his feet were like waves, pushing in all directions.

Then he stepped forward, performed a simple bow-drawing move, and then followed it with a fist. The whole movement was clean and sharp, and extremely fast!
Hank is a Westerner, but he started using Eastern martial arts moves.

The bow-pulling style is to use one fist as a guide, lean the center of gravity of the body backward, compress all the strength into the other fist, and then use the strength of the whole body to launch the second fist out!

This punch that bounces out is called a supporting punch!

This punch was the product of at least thirty years of hard work. If an ordinary A-rank were to take it, they would most likely be in a state of disarray.

But Chi Ping is not an ordinary A-level, from the perspective of [Insight].

Everything seems to have entered bullet time!

Chi Ping could clearly see Hank's timing, the angle of his punches, and the trajectory of every muscle in his body pulling, contracting and releasing when he punched.

He turned his head slightly and dodged the powerful punch.

The fist blew past Chi Ping's shoulder and hit the maple tree behind him. Chi Ping actually heard a "crack" sound.

Behind him, maple leaves fluttered, their final demise invisible at night. Instead, they could see a bowl-thick tree being chopped apart by Hank's mid-air punch.

Wow, it seems like I’ve developed a sense of energy.

Chi Ping took two steps aside:

"interesting."

He became interested and waved to Hank:
"Take two more and show me your trick."

Upon hearing this, Shirahoshi and another A-level fighter were hesitant to speak. They wanted to leave, to escape, to remind Hank.

But once Hank enters combat mode, there is very little that can distract him.

Bai Xing thought about it. After all, the two sides were still in an alliance, so it would not be a good idea to let Hank directly face the executioner.

He took a step forward and shouted, "Hank—"

As soon as he finished speaking, two pairs of eyes looked at him.

Hank looked confused: "Huh?"

No emotions can be seen behind Ikehira's black mask, but his words are very straightforward.

"Are you going to spoil my fun?"

Although he just asked calmly, Bai Xing suddenly felt as if a gun was pointed at his head, and a feeling of panic grew in his heart.

His body shuddered, and all the words he wanted to say to persuade Hank to stop and run away sank into his stomach.

He pondered for a while before speaking to Hank:

"Come on, fight hard." Hank didn't understand what was going on, but quickly entered combat mode.

His fists, elbows, and knee strikes could actually create gusts of wind, damaging the surrounding terrain.

Moreover, when he fights, there is a rhythmic beauty in his movements. It is no exaggeration to call him a martial arts master.

His background endowed him with a tenacious character, and honing one's skills requires this kind of character.

Without a strong heart, you cannot develop such skills, nor can you throw such a punch.

The only regret was that he faced Chi Ping.

With the help of [Insight] and [Speed], Chi Ping always seemed to be strolling in the garden, and his attack was always only a few centimeters away from Hank's attack.

Chi Ping was more like a spectator watching the performance closely. He did not take any action, but just observed with interest.

At first, Hank's form was fine.
But after dozens or even hundreds of attacks all failed, Hank finally understood that the other party was deliberately teasing him.

And since he can be so calm, the opponent's strength is probably more than one level higher than mine!
If, during the first attack, Hank only considered Chi Ping as an opponent who could fight with him, then at this moment, Chi Ping had become the peak that Hank needed to strive to climb!

But Hank was never afraid.

He was used to punching those who were stronger than him.

Since joining the resistance, I have been exploring the path of defeating the strong with the weak every day, honing my skills between life and death!
Thinking of this, he punched faster and his attacks became more intense.

Like a violent storm, like a raging wave.

Complex, dense, and endless!
Chi Ping had basically seen enough. Hank continued with the same moves.

Chi Ping is not the type to watch a scene twice.

Then, amidst the storm of attacks, he said:

"I'll let you see my boxing skills too."

He's going to fight back in this situation?!
These words made Hank stunned. According to common sense, even if the opponent was much stronger than him, he would not be able to launch a counterattack in such an intensive attack.

Either keep your distance or wait for this round of attack to stop.

But Chi Ping did not do that. He just used one fist as a guide, and put the other hand on his waist, shifting his center of gravity backward!
Then in the next moment, he took a step forward and punched!

Chi Ping confronted him head-on, and Hank's pupils shrank suddenly.

The opponent's move had made him doubt himself. Putting aside the difficulty of counterattacking under such an attack, wasn't Chi Ping's move the same opening move as Hank's initial attack?
Bow posture, followed by fist posture!

The same moves, but completely different powers!

Chi Ping's punch deliberately missed the target and hit Hank's shoulder.

Then, the gust of wind carried Hank away, and the two leafy maple trees on the cliff were lazily broken off!
What a punch! Shirahoshi used his ability to stop Han from flying off the cliff, and to stabilize himself and the other A-rank.

For the first time, Hank felt a huge sense of frustration.

He felt that no matter how hard he tried, it would be impossible for him to throw such a punch.

This is no longer something that can be solved through hard work. The opponent just watched it once, and then immediately used the same moves to deliver a more powerful attack!

There is a huge gap between them!
Hank's Adam's apple twitched, and for the first time, the belief in revenge in his heart was overwhelmed by the frustration of being out of reach.

Fortunately, it was a blessing in disguise that the other party did not intend to kill him.

"Your things please me, I can let you go--" The executioner's voice was not pleasant, but it sounded like heavenly music to the ears of the three people.

As for the failure of this operation, it was due to encountering the executioners, which, like earthquakes, tsunamis, typhoons, etc., are all force majeure factors.

Failure due to force majeure is not considered a failure.

But the executioner did not stop after saying this, but said to the empty backstage:

"As for you, how long do you plan to hide?"

The figure of the executioner made the two A-level super-powered bureau members hiding behind the stone tremble in their hearts.

They had been on guard against the high-level combat forces of this attack and were prepared for a tough battle.

Unexpectedly, the executioner was discovered. In that situation, it was difficult to leave or not leave. Either way, the executioner would easily discover him.

Now, my heart is finally at peace.

"Are you going to please me too?" asked the executioner.

(End of this chapter)