blueteamnovel Chapter 33 Surprise Attack
Chapter 33 Surprise Attack
The moment the thought settled,
Fang Shuwen took a deep breath, his muscles tensed, and he became like a lurking cheetah.
He didn't rush to make a move, but instead lay in wait behind the bushes for a while, carefully observing the movements of the two people at the bend in the river.
Tiger tucked the dagger back into his waistband and gestured with his chin toward the short, stocky man:
"Sixth Brother, get these two sacks onto the boat. We need to get this shipment off before dark."
The short, stocky man, Lao Liu, responded in a muffled voice and bent down to lift the sacks from the cart.
He carried one in each hand, like carrying two chicks; the sacks were so light in his hands that he could hardly feel their weight.
Fang Shuwen's pupils contracted slightly.
Each of the two sacks contained a person, and each sack weighed at least a hundred pounds.
The short, stocky man lifted it up with one hand effortlessly and walked with a steady, resonant gait.
"At least one crack."
Fang Shuwen silently made a mental estimate.
Tiger looks more wiry than Sixth Brother, so he should be stronger.
Fang Shuwen did not act rashly, but chose to remain in hiding and wait for an opportunity.
.......
With their minds focused on the unsuspecting, the two in front quickly revealed their weaknesses.
At this moment, Lao Liu carried the sacks onto the wooden boat.
Tiger stood beside the cart, his back to Fang Shuwen, adjusting his belt.
good chance.
Fang Shuwen secretly praised him and took the initiative to activate his serpentine talent.
It was as if my body had no bones to support it, and I slid over silently.
It landed silently, further amplified by the sound of the rushing river.
Tiger was completely unaware.
He straightened his belt, turned around, and casually glanced in the direction of the river bend.
Old Liu had already carried the two sacks onto the stern and was bending down to untie the mooring ropes.
"Hurry up, it's getting dark," Tiger urged.
He lifted his foot, ready to walk towards the wooden boat.
Just at this time,
Fang Shuwen made a move.
This is the moment he's been waiting for.
Tiger's attention was diverted, and Sixth Brother was at the stern with his back to them.
Neither of them noticed Fang Shuwen's direction.
Fang Shuwen suddenly sprang up from his lurking state, his spine springing up like a python turning over, the accumulated power exploding from the soles of his feet, flowing down his waist and hips to his right fist.
He didn't sprint in a straight line, but instead took an arc, cutting in from Tiger's side and rear.
It is unpredictable and difficult to guard against.
Tengshe Fist.
Snake-like fangs thrust!
The fist pierced the air with a sharp, explosive sound.
He unleashed his full power in one burst.
The serpentine talent, the deadly move of the Tengshe Fist, the power of two cracking bones...
With all his might, his fist slammed down like a battering ram.
The fist pierced the air.
The air itself seemed to explode with a piercing buzzing sound.
"who!"
That punch came too fast and too hard.
But Tiger is a seasoned veteran, someone who has spent years licking blood off the edge of a knife, and his intuition for danger far surpasses that of ordinary people.
When Fang Shuwen's fist was still half a foot away from the back of his head, his hair stood on end.
Knowing that there was no way to dodge at this point.
His body instinctively darted to the side and turned, while simultaneously crossing his arms to protect his chest.
But he was a step too slow.
Fang Shuwen was too fast. His fully charged attack compressed all his strength into that one punch.
Although Tiger avoided the back of his head, his right arm was still across his chest, and his fist slammed solidly into his forearm.
Click!
A crisp sound of bones cracking exploded in the air above the river bend.
Tiger let out a muffled groan, his entire right arm hanging limply, his forearm bent at an unnatural angle, the white bone spurs piercing through the skin and protruding.
His arm was broken from the blow, and he suffered a serious injury.
"Stop! Stop right now!"
Tiger's eyes widened, as if they were about to burst.
The excruciating pain from his broken arm prevented him from even uttering a roar before he was overwhelmed by a barrage of punches.
Tengshe Fist!
Snake-like fangs thrust!
Due to inertia, this punch was more powerful than the previous one.
The second punch,
Tiger's remaining arm was broken.
With both arms broken and life hanging in the balance, Tiger's eyes were bloodshot as he roared madly:
"Who? Who are you?"
"Why did you kill me!"
However, he did not receive a reply from Fang Shuwen.
In just a moment, another punch came flying.
Fang Shuwen, despite his limited combat experience, had already defeated the enemy and gained the upper hand.
Naturally, one should strike while the iron is hot and not make the mistake of talking too much.
Immediately afterwards, another punch came.
At this moment, Tiger's arms were both broken, leaving him defenseless and wide open.
Bang!
The fist landed hard on Tiger's chest.
With just that one blow, Tiger felt as if his internal organs had been turned into a pot of porridge.
Driven by a strong survival instinct, Tiger forgot the pain in his arms and wildly swung his severed arms in an attempt to block Fang Shuwen's next attack.
Tiger roared inwardly.
"If I just block it for a moment... I can regain my senses and escape with my life!"
Unfortunately,
It doesn't work at all.
Soon, the third punch, the fourth punch... the sixth punch.
Tiger was punched four times in an instant, and his eye almost exploded.
Almost all of his ribs were broken.
In the blink of an eye.
Tiger's tall, thin body suddenly collapsed to the ground.
Blood flowed freely, bones cracked three times, and Tiger died.
......
"Who are you? How dare you lay a hand on someone from our Wild Wolf Gang?"
"You're asking for trouble!"
The voice of the short, stocky man, Lao Liu, boomed over the river bend, carrying a hint of fierceness beneath his tough exterior.
He had just jumped off the stern of the boat and hadn't even seen Fang Shuwen's face when he first saw Tiger lying in a pool of blood.
The tall, thin body lay limply on the gravel ground, its arms bent at an unnatural angle, a large cave-in in its chest, and blood seeping from beneath it.
It's obvious at a glance that he's dead beyond dead!
The sixth man's pupils contracted sharply.
Tiger, with his bones cracking three times, is one of the top figures in the Wild Wolf Gang.
He has seen blood and killed people; his kung fu skills are extremely formidable.
He just died like that?
He was killed by a teenager wearing a light blue school uniform with just a few punches?
"Who...who are you?"
The sixth brother let out a muffled roar and unconsciously took a half step back.
At this moment, Fang Shuwen raised his head and looked over.
Very young, with high brow bones, deep-set eyes, and thin lips.
His face wasn't exactly handsome, but it possessed a composure beyond his years, even bordering on aloofness.
After beating Tiger, Fang Shuwen's breathing became slightly rapid.
But his heartbeat was steady, his eyes were clear, and he showed no trace of the panic or excitement that a normal person would have after committing murder.
A chill ran down Lao Liu's spine.
He had been in the underworld for over a decade and had seen all sorts of ruthless people: some who went crazy after drinking, some whose hands trembled after killing someone, and others who were expressionless as if they were doing something trivial.
But the boy in front of me is the last type.
"The Wild Wolf Gang?"
Fang Shuwen finally spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching Lao Liu's ears.
He shook the blood off his fist and took a step forward.
"The Wild Wolves of the West City?"
"good!"
Old Liu stiffened his neck and raised his voice a few decibels, as if to embolden himself.
"Scared now? Our Wild Wolf Gang has four or five hundred brothers in Xikou County, and our leader is a Grandmaster of Internal Strength! If you dare touch me, the Wild Wolf Gang won't let you get away with it!"
Fang Shuwen snorted coldly, his gaze devoid of any warmth.
"Since they're from the Wild Wolves Gang, they deserve to die even more!"