"Uncle Xiong, I'm sorry."
Wei Wei sneered coldly, beckoning to the lackeys behind him. A sinister smile flashed across his face as he said in a cold voice, "Beat him, beat him up hard for me!"
Jiang Xiong was taken aback, then quickly reacted and tried to run, only to be kicked to the ground.
"Damn you, Wei Tiansheng, I'll kill you sooner or later."
Lying on the ground, Jiang Xiong clutched his head and cursed vehemently.
Bang, bang, bang...
Fists and feet continuously landed on Jiang Xiong's body.
The sound of cracking bones was heard, one after another, as Jiang Xiong lay on the ground, his mouth full of blood.
"Damn it, daring to offend Master Xuan, truly a fool who knows no fear. Throw him into the hospital for me."
Wei Wei commanded the lackeys behind him while not daring to look up himself.
Ye Xuan's eyes were cold as he surveyed Wei Wei, making Wei Wei very apprehensive.
"Master Xuan, is this enough?" Wei Wei, with his head lowered, asked obsequiously, afraid to upset the man in front of him in any way.
"Heh, that's about enough."
Ye Xuan smiled faintly and then said, "Young Master Wei, go back and tell Director Wei something for me. Just say that I, Ye Xuan, will definitely visit him someday. Also... the East District of J City is too chaotic, in a few days, I'll help Director Wei clean it up."
"Yes, Master Xuan." Wei Wei nodded repeatedly.
Bang!
Just then, a gunshot rang out.
S Company was located in the city center, so the sound of gunfire was no trivial matter.
Ye Xuan couldn't help but frown. Since he started cultivating the Refining God Technique, he seldom used guns for missions.
Hearing the gunfire again, he felt somewhat unaccustomed.
Ye Xuan frowned tightly, looking into the distance, where he saw a tall female police officer in hot pursuit of a dark black Santana ahead.
She kept shouting, "Stop that car, stop that car, that's a child trafficker's car."
Ye Xuan's sharp eyes instantly noticed that the black Santana had fake license plates, and once it got away, it would be impossible to trace.
"Damn it! Trafficking children in broad daylight, is there no law?" Saying this, Ye Xuan quickly moved forward, grabbing a 28-style bicycle, and started pedaling furiously.
Wei Wei and others, along with employees of S Company, including Yu Shiyun, had not even reacted before Ye Xuan had already vanished from their sight on the bicycle.
Ye Xuan's speed was very fast, with a whoosh, he shot past the female police officer.
The dark black Santana drove faster and faster. In the driver's seat, a burly man wearing black sunglasses exposed his shoulder, which bore an Azure Dragon tattoo.
He laughed heartily. Through the rearview mirror, he could clearly see a bicycle furiously chasing them from a hundred meters behind the car.
"Is this guy an idiot? Thinking he can chase a car on a bicycle, what a damn fool!" The man, named Zhou Yuntong, made his living by trafficking children.
They roamed from north to south, doing a job in a city, then quickly leaving.
Who knew that in J City, right after abducting a child and before making a transaction, the police caught onto them.
What bad luck!
In the passenger seat, a youth with dyed yellow hair spat out a bit of cigarette ash and said viciously, "That guy's probably an idiot. Let's just kill him!"
"Exactly."
In the rear seat, a man with a scarred face holding a gun said angrily, "Yellow-haired, give me the gun."
Yellow-haired took the gun, sneered coldly, and aimed at Ye Xuan, who was furiously pedaling the bicycle a hundred meters behind them, then pulled the trigger.
Bang! A bullet shot out of the chamber.
But behind them, as if Ye Xuan had anticipated the bullet's trajectory, he shifted his body slightly, allowing the bullet to graze along his back, narrowly avoiding it.
"Heh, if bullets could kill me, I would've died a thousand times over by now."
Ye Xuan sneered. In the past, during dangerous missions, criminals pulled out machine guns and grenades, yet Ye Xuan remained unharmed.
He pedaled the bicycle madly. Lucky it was a 28-style bicycle, otherwise, it would've probably broken apart under Ye Xuan's current speed.
Already exceeding sixty kilometers per hour.
Ye Xuan's body was burning red hot, with faint white mist emanating from it.
"Yellow-haired, not firing a gun for half a month has made you rusty to the point you can't even hit such a big target!" Scarface on the rear seat said angrily.
Zhou Yuntong, in the driver's seat, was stunned, clearly seeing in the rearview mirror that the person had dodged the bullet.
No, it must be that Yellow-haired's spear technique was off, missing the shot.
Zhou Yuntong absolutely refused to believe that someone could dodge a bullet.
But then, how to explain the person behind them dodging to the side?
Zhou Yuntong was puzzled. But in his heart, he knew, the person behind them was absolutely not simple.
"Yellow-haired, stop wasting bullets. Put the gun away, I'll just speed up to shake him off."
Zhou Yuntong felt a sense of crisis in his heart, having traveled far and wide, never feeling this tense.
Intuition told him, if they didn't shake off the person behind soon, they might face a setback here.
The gas pedal was pressed to the floor.
The car engine roared with a bang, speeding away like a bullet out of a chamber.
Zhou Yuntong's lips curled into a slight smile, barely visible, as he saw through the rearview mirror that the bicycle was getting farther away from them.
"If I let you get away, I might as well quit."
Ye Xuan's legs strained to the extreme. At high speed, his face was reddened from the air friction, as if the skin was being torn away, faintly oozing blood.
The bicycle made a creaking sound, as if it was about to fall apart.
By then, Ye Xuan's pedaling speed had already reached nearly eighty.
He even overtook many cars, leaving them trailing behind.
"Damn, what just passed us was actually a bicycle."
"What bicycle?"
"Didn't you see a bicycle just passed by us?"
On the street, cars came and went.
Yet, a bicycle was on the motor lane, zooming through at an extreme speed.
Many people displayed surprised looks, watching the bicycle shoot past, all wide-eyed and utterly astonished.
Some people quickly took out their phones to record videos.
Short videos titled "Bicycle Flyer, Madly Chasing Santana on the Road" were quickly uploaded to WeChat.
"Damn it, three streets and we still can't shake him off."
Zhou Yuntong's palms were sweaty as he gripped the steering wheel again, glancing at the speedometer.
Eighty-seven!
Driving at 87 in the city is speeding.
This speed is already very fast.
Especially considering this is in the city center of J City.
"Damn! There's actually such a crazy person, using a bicycle to chase us for three streets." Blondie cursed, truthfully, his heart was also extremely tense.
With his shooting skills, not hitting such a big target was unbelievable to him.
He vaguely felt that the person could predict the trajectory of his bullets, easily dodging the shots.
But he quickly dismissed this thought.
No one in this world can dodge bullets.
No one.
It must have been a fluke!
Thinking this, he looked at the figure behind them growing bigger, Blondie raised his gun again, this time sure he had aimed correctly.
He tightened his grip on the gun, confirming the aim at the person behind, and suddenly pulled the trigger; a sound 'bang' was heard as the bullet shot out.
"Damn it, if I miss again this time, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Blondie was stunned to the extreme.
This bullet, like the previous one, followed a similar trajectory, grazing past the person's spine.
"Blondie, what the hell are you doing? Aim better. Can you do it? Stop wasting bullets." Scar-face slapped Blondie, angrily.
Blondie was utterly useless, missing both shots even at such close range.
What a fucking disgrace!
"Damn it, this is really haunting."
Blondie angrily tossed the gun to Scar-face, shouting, "If you're so good, you shoot."
Zhou Yuntong was drenched in cold sweat, knowing Blondie's shooting skills.
Missing at such close range was already surprising.
But unexpectedly, the second shot also missed.
Moreover... the opponent indeed seemed to have the ability to dodge bullets.
Thinking this, Zhou Yuntong wished he could floor the accelerator and speed away.
But this Santana couldn't go particularly fast.
The old Santana, at 87 speed, was already very fast.
Who the hell could think that such a speed would be tightly chased by a bicycle and unable to shake it off.
"Damn it, everybody shut up. Get the gear ready, there's a red light ahead, too many cars, we can't rush through. Prepare to run!" Zhou Yuntong began to panic, cold sweat streaming down his face, shouting.
"Big Brother..."
Blondie and Scar-face were also stunned instantly; they had never seen Zhou Yuntong this nervous.
In their impression, even when Zhou Yuntong faced the police, he had never gotten so nervous.
"Get the stuff ready, I'm going to slow down." Zhou Yuntong said with a tense face, extremely serious and coldly.
In his hand, he tightly gripped a baton.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he slowed down, the 28-type bicycle behind suddenly lunged forward.
Bang!
The entire bicycle crashed into the car, instantly falling apart, the wheels flying out.
Ye Xuan coldly smiled, pedaling rapidly, his blood burning completely within him.
As the bicycle fell apart, he jumped off, rushing directly onto the Santana.
Before Zhou Yuntong, Blondie, and Scar-face inside could get out, Ye Xuan punched the car roof with a 'boom'.
The heavy punch caused the roof to sink at an unbelievable angle.
Inside the car, Zhou Yuntong's pupils shrank dramatically; the sinking roof was evidently smashed by the opponent's fist.
Just one punch could crush the car roof like this.
Is this truly humanly possible?
Blondie and Scar-face were also extremely shocked.
Before the three could react, Ye Xuan, his fist scraped clean of skin, delivered another whip kick, crashing from above, smashing into the car roof, causing the whole car to collapse, the roof flattening completely.
"Boom!"
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, approaching the shattered car window, punching it again, smashing the glass window completely.
"If you're not dead, then get the hell out," Ye Xuan said coldly from above, his eyes intensely cold like the Grim Reaper incarnate, his whole demeanor icy and chilling, making one's blood run cold, unable to meet his gaze.
"Haha, which company are you from, brother? Do you have to cut off our livelihood?" Zhou Yuntong crawled out from the car, his face cut by the metal, covered in blood, looking terrifying, while Blondie and Scar-face were slightly better off, only lightly injured.
The three crawled out from the car, collapsing weakly onto the ground.
Ye Xuan looked down at these three child-trafficking bastards, squinting his eyes instantly, his gaze sharp and coldly said, "Which company am I from? Haha, justice is from a company, I'm from that company."
"Tell me, where are the kids?"
Ye Xuan grabbed Zhou Yuntong's collar, asking with a faint, eerie smile.
"Woo~woo~woo~woo~~"
Sirens wailed melodiously.
In the distance, dozens of police cars came speeding.
As police cars approached, dozens of armed police quickly surrounded Ye Xuan and the others, professionally holding guns, their muzzles aimed at Ye Xuan and the others.
The squad leader leading them, named Li Tengfei, was over 1.9 meters tall, had graduated from police academy just two years ago, rising quickly to squad leader thanks to family connections, quite young and promising.
Li Xunteng glanced at the scene, coldly glancing at Ye Xuan, and said solemnly, "Take them all away!"