Chapter 41

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"You are from the Wu family!"

When Li Mang said this, not only did the four members of the Chen family turn pale, but even the masked man was taken aback. It was clear that Li Mang had guessed correctly, which made the Chen family's faces extremely grim. Although it was only an engagement, the two families were already considered in-laws. Now, not only was the Wu family not helping, but they were also coveting their treasures and had even insulted them. Such behavior was chilling.

And Li Mang seized this opportunity, taking advantage of the momentary shock to charge at him with all his might—“Bang!”

The masked man was thrown back by the powerful impact, and he was seriously injured. More critically, he had nowhere to brace himself in mid-air, allowing Li Mang to close in again.

"Hmph!" Li Mang snorted, gathering his energy. In the next moment, he leaped up like an eagle and stomped heavily on the masked man's abdomen.

"Bang!"

Both landed at the same time, but the masked man fell at high speed, landing on his back first, which was already a severe fall. Then, Li Mang stomped down with his foot, which was even more fatal.

"Spit..." A large mouthful of blood and saliva spewed from the masked man's mouth, and his limbs were too weak to struggle. He could hardly stand up for a moment. Li Mang's heavy stomp had severely injured his internal organs and even broken several ribs.

Li Mang, expressionless, reached out to remove the mask.

"Be careful!" Chen Zining suddenly cried out in alarm.

Li Mang was startled and instinctively dodged to the side, but it was too late. In the next moment, he felt a pain in his shoulder, and the force of the impact sent him crashing into the sofa in front of him.

Turning around, he saw that the attacker was another masked person. This person was nearly six feet tall, a head taller than Li Mang. He was holding a thick wooden stick, which had injured Li Mang's arm.

The sudden appearance of another masked person startled Li Mang. His first thought was that this person was also from the Wu family! However, he noticed that the first masked person on the ground also looked surprised, which ruled out this possibility.

Could there be another group targeting the Chen family's treasures? Li Mang's thoughts were in chaos.

"You've got some skills!" The masked giant was not discouraged by his missed attack; instead, he became more interested and slowly approached with the thick wooden stick.

Li Mang frowned. The veins on the man's hand were prominent, clearly indicating he was a master of ancient martial arts. However, he was using a wooden stick as a weapon, which was not typical for a martial artist. Either he was carefree, or he was trying to hide his identity.

Li Mang suspected the latter, given that the man was still masked. Additionally, the man had immediately tried to kill him, suggesting some deep-seated grudge...

"Unit 8!" Li Mang's eyes flashed with a fierce look.

"Heh, what are you babbling about, kid!" The masked giant laughed, but Li Mang caught a strong hint of killing intent in his eyes. This confirmed that the man was sent by Unit 8 to settle old scores or to avenge Liu Junchi.

"Bang!" The wooden stick missed, but it struck the sofa with such force that the leather burst open, showing the terrifying strength.

Without a weapon and being outmatched, Li Mang could only dodge passively, looking extremely狼狈. He even used a blanket from the floor as a weapon, though its effectiveness was limited. However, no one would foolishly let themselves be hit. Using the giant's moment of distraction, Li Mang gained more time to evade.

Taking this opportunity, Li Mang finally found a weapon—a coat stand from the living room. It was a high-quality wooden stand, and Li Mang cruelly broke off the bottom part. It was not easy to handle, but its power was considerable, and the masked giant's steps slowed slightly.

"Clang!"

"Bang!"

The wooden stick was a primitive weapon but had significant power. In comparison, Li Mang's coat stand was more lethal, but it was not as handy as the giant's wooden stick, which was more flexible. After a dozen exchanges, Li Mang had not gained any advantage and was repeatedly injured. His arm and shoulder were bruised and swollen, but he had to endure the pain without any distraction.

A moment of distraction could mean death!

"You are violating the organization's rules!"

"If discovered, the consequences will be severe, even your superiors can't protect you!"

"If you leave now, I'll pretend nothing happened!"

Li Mang knew these words wouldn't stop the man, but they could distract him. The discipline of the organization was strict, and if it was discovered that members were fighting each other, the organization would ruthlessly eliminate the violators.

Li Mang believed that any member of the organization would fear this, and his words could create significant psychological pressure!

"Exactly, that's why you must die!" The masked giant was thoroughly enraged, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.

But this emotional fluctuation also exposed a fatal flaw. Li Mang seized the opportunity and struck hard with the wooden stick!

"Crack!"

However, the result left Li Mang speechless. At the critical moment, the masked giant punched directly, breaking the sturdy wooden stick.

"Indeed, it's Southern Fist!" Li Mang finally confirmed the man's origin. He was definitely related to Liu Junchi, but unfortunately, he did not recognize all the members of Unit 8, so he couldn't identify the man. However, with this information, it wouldn't be difficult to investigate. Combining the man's height, he could determine his identity.

With his identity exposed, the masked giant no longer needed to hide. He had to kill Li Mang to avoid future trouble. He discarded the wooden stick and charged in with his bare hands.

Li Mang used the broken stick to block a few strikes, but it was quickly broken, leaving him with only a few inches. He had to abandon it and fight back with his bare hands, but he was immediately hit.

"Bang!"

"Cough, cough!"

Li Mang bent over, clutching his abdomen, coughing. His stomach ached, but fortunately, he hadn't been hit on the bones; otherwise, he would have needed to rest for months.

"You have no skills, yet you act tough. This is called asking for death, do you understand?" The masked giant slowly approached Li Mang.

"You need brain surgery! If you didn't provoke us, would I hit you?" Li Mang countered harshly, slowly retreating. His mind raced, knowing that if he didn't find a way, he would indeed be asking for death.

"Still defiant at the brink of death!" The masked giant's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his iron fist broke through the air—“Bang!”

It missed, but the tiles on the wall shattered, forming a spider web. This man was not comparable to Liu Junchi. If it weren't for the significant improvement in his body from the honey from Tangting Mountain, Li Mang wouldn't even be able to withstand one of his attacks.

Li Mang wiped the blood and sweat from his forehead. In this life-or-death moment, he could not afford to be careless, or the price would be death!

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