N-A-A Chapter 187 You're the one who should be worried.
Chapter 187 You're the one who should be worried.
Chapter 187 You're the one who should be worried.
Ou Xinhu awkwardly pulled his leg back to block.
With a loud thud, Liang Kuan kicked his shinbone, and the intense pain made him groan and stagger backward, his heart filled with shock and anger.
The ensuing encounters left Ou Xinhu feeling even more frustrated.
Liang Kuan was like a tough nut to crack, with powerful punches and kicks, and his attacks were wide and sweeping, forcing him to concentrate most of his energy on dealing with him.
Ma Rulong, on the other hand, was like a slippery eel, circling around the battle, never engaging in direct combat, but instead targeting the slightest openings that Ou Xinhu revealed when dealing with Liang Kuan's fierce attacks.
The angle was tricky, and the timing was perfect.
Sometimes it's a finger to the ribs, sometimes a kick in the back of the knee, and sometimes it's just a feint to attract attention and create a better attacking opportunity for Liang Kuan.
"How come they seem to know what the other is going to do next?"
Lin Guobin was dazzled by what he saw and muttered to himself.
Every time Liang Kuan launched a strong attack, Ma Rulong was always able to cover or restrain him at just the right moment.
Every time Ma Rulong tried to find an opening, Liang Kuan would always be able to apply pressure in time, forcing Ou Xinhu to be unable to fully deal with Ma Rulong's harassment.
There was an indescribable fluidity in their movements.
Zhen Sanhuan squinted, his heart filled with dread.
This kind of tacit understanding cannot be cultivated overnight. Chen Wen's subordinates are truly a hidden force of talent.
Ou Xinhu became increasingly alarmed and struggled more and more as the fight progressed.
It was as if he was facing two completely different opponents at the same time, one as fierce as an iron hammer and the other as nimble as a needle, their strength and gentleness complementing each other, leaving him unable to attend to both.
He was hit several times in succession. Although he managed to deflect some of the force with his hard skills and instincts, his blood and qi were churning, and his movements were not as swift as they were at the beginning.
"This can't go on!"
A fierce glint flashed in Ou Xinhu's eyes. He risked taking a punch from Liang Kuan and suddenly rammed into Ma Rulong, intending to break through this annoying guy first!
"What?!"
Ma Rulong seemed startled by his sudden charge and hurriedly darted behind a scattered square table nearby.
Ou Xinhu, seizing the opportunity, kicked the square table hard.
I want to kick the table and Ma Rulong behind it together!
Just then.
Ma Rulong, who was hiding behind the table, suddenly opened his arms and flipped the table over!
The square table flew up and met Ou Xinhu's kick.
A snap.
The wooden table couldn't withstand Ou Xinhu's fierce attack; it was kicked to pieces, but it also successfully caused Ou Xinhu's power to falter, and his body became extremely unstable for a very short time.
"Now!"
Liang Kuan and Ma Rulong's eyes met briefly in the air, without needing to say a word.
Liang Kuan had been poised to strike, and the moment Ou Xinhu's old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, and his body swayed slightly, he soared into the air.
A fierce side kick landed squarely on Ou Xinhu's wide-open chest!
Bang!
A heavy, muffled thud.
Ou Xinhu's eyes bulged, his face full of disbelief. He was kicked so hard that he flew backward and crashed heavily against the solid countertop behind him.
It slipped and fell to the ground again.
He struggled to get up, but his vision went black and he was unable to stand up for a moment.
The lobby was completely silent.
Liang Kuan landed steadily, slightly out of breath.
Ma Rulong also stepped out from behind the table, rubbed his slightly numb arm, looked at Ou Xinhu lying on the ground, and let out a long sigh of relief.
The two exchanged a glance, Liang Kuan nodded, and Ma Rulong also twitched the corners of his mouth.
This fight was exhilarating and showed excellent teamwork.
"good!"
Lu Huiguang, Lin Guobin, and others immediately burst into cheers.
They had been on tenterhooks watching, but now, seeing Liang Kuan and Ma Rulong cleanly and decisively defeat their formidable enemy, they felt a surge of pride and honor.
The light shone on Chen Wen's face was filled with awe and fervor.
Several guards even excitedly patted each other on the shoulder.
On the other hand, Ou Xinhu's remaining underlings, who were still standing, were all ashen-faced and frantically gathered around their boss.
Looking at the once majestic and invincible Ou Xinhu.
Now, lying on the ground in a sorry state, their last shred of hope and reliance shattered completely, leaving only despair and bewilderment. They rushed to help him up, their voices trembling, "Brother! Brother, how are you?"
With his younger brother's help, Ou Xinhu struggled to sit up, clutching his aching chest, panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat.
He raised his head and looked at Chen Wen, who was calm in the distance. His eyes were complicated, showing resentment, humiliation, and a hint of dejection.
He gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "Fine—you win. Sir Chen, whether you kill me or torture me, I, Ou Xinhu, accept it!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Wen smiled slightly, but it wasn't mockery; rather, it seemed like a kind of appreciation.
"I've said it before, what's the most precious thing in the new world? Talent!"
"Ou Xinhu, I'm giving you one day. Organize your people and your affairs, and explain what needs to be explained. Report to me tomorrow."
After saying that, he didn't even look at Ou Xinhu's reaction, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the inn.
Liang Kuan immediately fell silent and followed.
The guards quickly suppressed their cheers and rushed over.
They looked at Liang Kuan and Ma Rulong with admiration, and praised Chen Wen with utmost respect.
Ou Xinhu and his men were left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.
That's it?
You won, but he hasn't shown any sign of submission yet.
Why did the other party just leave with a single sentence, without forcing them to swear allegiance, demanding money or territory as a pledge of loyalty, or even making them kneel down and acknowledge them as masters on the spot?
This was completely different from what they had imagined about subjugating the enemy.
"Big brother, this—" A henchman approached, his face showing hesitation and a hint of hope.
"That guy surnamed Chen just left like that? Did he... did he actually have no way to deal with us? Should we...?"
"Shut up!" Ou Xinhu hissed, aggravating his injuries, and coughed twice more.
He stared at the empty doorway, his eyes shifting uncertainly.
He recalled Chen Wen's air of complete control from beginning to end, and his last bit of will to resist vanished.
He waved his hand dejectedly: "Do as Sir Chen instructs. Go back, get yourself cleaned up, and we'll go pay our respects together tomorrow!"
Although his subordinates were astonished, they could only suppress their thoughts after their boss had said so.
On the street outside the gate.
Ma Rulong quickly caught up with Chen Wen, his brows furrowed slightly, and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, there is something I don't understand."
"Speak," Chen Wen nodded.
"Ou Xinhu is an unruly person. Even if he submits temporarily, he may not truly be loyal. You—won't you let him keep some evidence? Or put him under some kind of restraint?"
Ma Rulong was indeed somewhat worried; such a frivolous attempt to subdue someone with mere words was far too easy.
Chen Wen didn't stop walking. He glanced at him sideways and smiled slightly: "There's no need."
"If he comes, that's for the best. If he doesn't—I'll come again. Of course, next time, it'll be to eliminate any future trouble!"
The meaning behind those words couldn't be clearer.
If you give him a chance and he doesn't take it, then there won't be a next chance.
That chilling killing intent made Lu Huiguang, Lin Guobin, and the others shudder and instinctively shrink back.
This excessively young knight is far more terrifying in his methods and temperament than they imagined.
The slight contempt that might have lingered in my mind due to his age has long since vanished.
Ma Rulong was also slightly shaken, but he thought a step further and said, "Even if he really comes tomorrow, he may not be obedient and may have other plans in secret."
Chen Wen laughed out loud this time. He stopped and patted Ma Rulong on the shoulder, his tone relaxed: "This is something you should be worrying about, Captain Ma."
Ma Rulong was taken aback: "Me?"
"Of course it's you."
Chen Wen nodded matter-of-factly. "You're the captain of the guard team. How these people are arranged in the future is your responsibility, not mine."