Chapter 38

At Xia Ming's command, six black-clad bodyguards stepped forward to surround Lu Li, leaving only one person unmoving.

Lu Li sighed inexplicably, looking around in all directions as if searching for something.

"Don't waste your time. No one will come, and no one will save you." Xia Ming, assuming Lu Li was trying to escape, added a look of disdain: "It seems I overestimated you, you're nothing more than this!"

"How come Wang Xuexi hasn't arrived yet?"

Not seeing Wang Xuexi anywhere, Lu Li frowned, feeling somewhat resentful towards her.

Since Xia Ming was determined not to let him go, and he was not a piece of dough to be kneaded at will, Lu Li naturally decided to fight back with tooth and nail, and blood for blood.

However, there were eight people here, and taking out Xia Ming would mean silencing them all.

Killing eight people at once was simple, but Lu Li had his principles. These bodyguards were just doing their job for money, despicable as they were, they did not deserve to die. Besides, if he killed them, who would testify for him?

As the bodyguards closed in, and Wang Xuexi still hadn't appeared, Lu Li felt quite helpless. He rubbed his wrist and smiled at Xia Ming, saying, "Actually, you didn't overestimate me, you overestimated yourself."

Before the words were even out of his mouth, he had already made his move.

His figure darted out like a leopard, and he kicked out with his foot.

Countless battles in both his past and present life had taught him that if a fight couldn't be avoided, it was best to strike first. As for reasoning, that was something to be done after the enemy was defeated.

The black-clad bodyguard who was first attacked clearly didn't expect Lu Li to turn from smiling to attacking in an instant. Caught off guard, he was kicked in the chest and thrown far away, landing heavily on the ground. He tried to get up, but a cry of pain escaped his lips as he collapsed.

Fortunately, this was a beach; otherwise, just that fall would have been enough to put him out of commission.

Xia Ming frowned and said angrily, "Waste of space."

The remaining five people exchanged glances, all seeing shock in each other's eyes.

They were retired special forces, capable of handling seven or eight people with ease, yet they were taken down by Lu Li in one move, which was truly unbelievable.

"This kid isn't simple, everyone be careful."

The leader warned, reaching for a dagger at his waist.

"Come on."

Lu Li laughed and charged at the man, his fist whistling through the air.

"Bang."

The man tried to dodge, but didn't expect Lu Li to change his move mid-strike, turning a straight punch into a hook. His fingers spread, and he slapped the man hard across the face, sending a few teeth and blood flying.

"Swish, swish, swish."

Three daggers came at him from behind, but Lu Li quickly stepped forward, dodging them.

As he moved forward, he spun around with his left leg as the pivot, sweeping his right foot out. One of the bodyguards, caught off guard, was kicked in the waist, his eyes wide as he fell to the ground.

On the other side, Xia Ming watched as Lu Li displayed his prowess, taking down three people in a short time. Fear began to rise in his heart. A chill seemed to pass through him, and he touched his neck, turning to look behind him, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Lu Li, growing more and more fierce, moved between the last three people. No matter how sharp their daggers were, they couldn't even touch his clothes, leaving them helpless.

During a break in the fighting, he noticed with surprise that Wang Xuexi had appeared, now floating behind Xia Ming.

It seemed she knew this was the best time for revenge, and she lunged at Xia Ming with a fierce expression. However, every time she got within a meter of him, she was repelled by a force.

This energy not only protected Xia Ming but also caused great harm to her ghostly form.

After several attempts, Wang Xuexi's soul was almost on the verge of collapse.

"Didn't expect him to have a treasure."

With a glance, Lu Li understood and shouted at Xia Ming, "Xia Ming, it's your turn next."

Wang Xuexi seemed to understand Lu Li's hint and stopped her blind attacks, instead hiding to the side and watching Xia Ming with a gaze full of deep hatred.

"Bang."

With the situation as it was, Lu Li had to speed up the fight. He saw a punch coming and didn't dodge, instead meeting it head-on with a punch of his own.

A crack was heard, and the man quickly retreated, his face pale and sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Seeing only two of his men left, Xia Ming finally panicked and turned to the last bodyguard, shouting, "Brother Zhang, it's up to you now."

This Brother Zhang was a bodyguard Xia Ming had hired for a large sum of money, said to come from an ancient martial arts family, with unparalleled skills.

Once, Xia Ming had offended a certain underground force in Hai City, and Brother Zhang faced over thirty armed thugs, resolving the fight in less than ten minutes. He even saw someone slash Brother Zhang with a knife, but it didn't even break the skin.

In short, Brother Zhang was Xia Ming's last trump card and his strongest card outside of his family's influence.

Zhang Lin, hearing Xia Ming's command, looked at Lu Li with a burning gaze, full of fighting spirit.

However, as a bodyguard, he knew his duty. He cautiously said, "Young Master Xia, his skills are very strong, and he also practices ancient martial arts. His realm is about the same as mine, both of us are at the initial stage. My ancient martial arts focus on defense, lacking in offensive power, while he excels in offense, being ruthless and powerful. I can only promise to hold him off, but I have no confidence in defeating him."

Xia Ming was shocked, "He's really that strong?"

"Indeed, he is very strong. To deal with him, we need to think carefully. People like Ah Qiang, even a dozen of them, wouldn't even have the qualifications to injure him."

As Zhang Lin spoke, he suddenly stepped in front of Xia Ming, his face serious, urging, "Young Master Xia, he's coming. I'll hold him off, you run."

Xia Ming turned and saw that Lu Li had indeed taken down the last two men, and he took a few steps back in fear. He quickly pulled out his keys, opening the car door and shouting, "Kid, you're tough! Don't think this is over, we'll see about this."

Seeing Xia Ming trying to escape, Lu Li was suddenly very anxious and rushed forward to stop him, but was blocked by Zhang Lin. He looked at Zhang Lin with a grim expression, knowing as a fellow practitioner of ancient martial arts that he was no ordinary opponent.

He estimated that with his current strength, he had a good chance of defeating Zhang Lin, but it would take time. If he delayed any longer, even if he won, Xia Ming would be long gone.

"Iron Shirt Zhang Lin."

Zhang Lin was almost twice the size of Lu Li, blocking the moonlight. He clearly saw Lu Li as a kindred spirit and introduced himself with a bow.

But Lu Li was in a hurry, with no patience for formalities.

If Xia Ming escaped tonight, he might not get another chance for revenge.

Seeing Xia Ming start the car, a sudden idea came to him, and he shouted to the sky, "One each. Hurry."

Zhang Lin stared at Lu Li strangely, thinking he had gone mad. "One each? Who else is here?"

But before the thought had even faded, his eyes widened as he saw a white-clad female ghost floating in the air, her face pale, eyes blood-red, and drops of blood falling from her head.

"Ah!"

Zhang Lin let out a loud cry, his body hair standing on end. He tried to back away but couldn't muster the strength, and his knees buckled, landing him on the ground.

Seizing the opportunity, Lu Li darted forward.

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