Chapter 81

Hearing this conversation, Li Wuching’s eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flickering in them. He kicked out with one foot, and with a “bang,” the door was kicked open.

The two young men chatting and joking inside the room were startled by the sudden opening of the door. They stood up in surprise as a person walked in.

“Kid, who are you? How did you find this place?”

One of the young men shouted a question.

With a cold expression, Li Wuching sneered, “The person who will take your lives.”

“What?! Kid, you’re asking for death.”

The other young man, enraged, rushed forward and kicked at Li Wuching. Li Wuching’s body tilted slightly, and he punched the young man’s leg. A惨叫 of pain echoed, and the young man fell to the ground with a “thud.”

“Ah, my leg, my leg!”

The young man curled up, holding his leg with both hands, rolling on the ground and screaming in agony. Li Wuching’s attack was ruthless, and the young man’s leg was broken into several pieces.

“Ah! You die!”

Seeing his companion’s defeat, the young man roared and pulled out a knife from his pocket, lunging at Li Wuching with a fierce stab. Li Wuching shook his head slightly. From their actions, he could tell that these two were just more vicious thugs, not the seasoned bandits he had expected. The cold glint of the short knife might have intimidated an ordinary person, but Li Wuching, who had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, was not afraid.

With a simple punch, he hit the young man’s chest, sending him flying with a few crisp “crack” sounds as several ribs broke.

Li Wuching coldly glanced at the two men and then ignored them, walking into another room. As he kicked the door open, a flash of light appeared.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Li Wuching’s body tilted, avoiding the blade. He struck the man’s wrist with a palm, and with a “clank,” the long knife fell to the ground.

He bent his arm and punched the man’s chest, sending him flying into a chair. The chair shattered with a “crack.”

At this moment, Li Wuching suddenly felt an intense sense of danger, sensing a pressure approaching. He quickly stepped to the side. A bullet shot through his figure, but it was just a shadow. In reality, Li Wuching had already dodged the bullet and was charging towards the man with the gun.

This was a small room, with some clutter in the corner, likely a storage room. At the far end, Li Yuncun was tied to a chair, his mouth stuffed with a white cloth.

In front of Li Yuncun stood a tall, bearded man with a fierce look on his face. He held a gun in both hands, the barrel pointing towards the door. When he sensed the disturbance outside, he realized something was wrong. Someone had broken in, but he didn’t dare go out without knowing the situation.

So, he set up a trap in the storage room. If anyone broke in, they would die without a trace. However, he didn’t expect his setup to be completely ineffective.

Not only was the second man defeated, but the intruder could dodge a bullet at such close range, even while distracted. This left the bearded man in disbelief, and he was momentarily stunned.

In that moment of hesitation, Li Wuching had already rushed to the bearded man. By the time he regained his senses, it was too late.

Li Wuching grabbed the bearded man’s wrist, causing his right hand to loosen, and the gun fell into Li Wuching’s hands. He then punched the bearded man’s face.

The punch was powerful, and the bearded man’s nose was immediately flattened, blood streaming down his face. Despite his ferocity, he remained silent, his fierce gaze fixed on Li Wuching’s face.

“What, you’re not convinced?”

Li Wuching glanced at the bearded man and applied more force. The bearded man’s face immediately contorted, the ferocity in his eyes fading, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead and face.

Struggling to endure the pain without screaming, the bearded man said in a broken voice, “F-friend, if I have offended you in any way, please forgive me. I beg you to stop, Lin Jun will be grateful. In the future, we can be friends.”

Finally realizing the reality, Lin Jun knew that Li Wuching was not an ordinary person. He had to speak softly, hoping that Li Wuching would show some restraint and mercy.

Li Wuching said coolly, “You dared to point a gun at me, and now you’re begging for mercy. Isn’t it too late?”

He casually threw Lin Jun to the ground, and with a “thud,” Lin Jun hit his head first, his eyes rolling back as he passed out.

Taking a step forward, Li Wuching looked at the disheveled Li Yuncun and said coolly, “You look pretty miserable, don’t you? I told you to be more honest.”

Li Wuching’s father, Li Shuo, ran a medium-sized company, which had grown with the support of Li Yuncun’s mother. However, Li Yuncun was a genuine rich second generation. Li Shuo was not a good father and had not fulfilled his duties towards Li Wuching, leading to Li Wuching’s resentment and his decision to change his name to Li Wuching.

Li Shuo also didn’t pay much attention to Li Yuncun, focusing more on financial support. Combined with his mother Peng Xin’s indulgence, Li Yuncun was a typical spoiled brat.

Coming to the capital for school, with no one to manage him, Li Yuncun went wild, making a group of bad friends and getting into fights over women.

This time, Li Yuncun was tricked by his “friends,” leading to this outcome. Realizing the situation was bad, he remembered what Li Shuo had once told him: if he ever got into trouble, he could try to find Li Wuching.

Li Wuching bent down, grabbed a piece of hemp rope, and pulled. The rope immediately broke into two pieces. Struggling, the broken rope slid off his body, and Li Yuncun spat out the white cloth in his mouth. He was just about to move his stiff limbs when his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in horror, “Be careful!”

It turned out that the man who had been hit by Li Wuching and sent flying had picked up a knife and sneaked up behind Li Wuching, swinging the knife down with great force.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Li Wuching’s body only swayed slightly, and the knife missed. He fell back, and with a powerful punch, he hit the man’s shoulders.

“Crack!”

Hating the sneak attack, Li Wuching’s punch was extremely heavy, and the man’s shoulder blades were likely shattered.

“B-brother, is this kung fu?”

Li Yuncun, who had watched Li Wuching’s actions, was deeply shocked and asked in amazement.

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