The bright moon hung high in the sky, while the stars scattered across the heavens surrounded it like guards protecting their curved sovereign.
In a desolate area on the outskirts, a burly figure ran swiftly.
"Stop right there!"
A deep voice rang out suddenly, followed closely by another figure.
One fled while the other pursued. Before long, they had covered several kilometers.
Damn it, why is this guy like a piece of dog-skin plaster? I just can't shake him. Zhao Zhihe cursed inwardly.
"You won't get away." Zhu Xingjun was tall and thin, his eyes gleaming as he stared intently at the wanted criminal fleeing at full speed.
The two of them kept moving without pause until they reached a wilderness on the outskirts.
Zhao Zhihe, who had been running at full speed, stopped and turned to look at the investigator.
Seeing the wanted criminal stop, Zhu Xingjun halted as well.
The two stood more than ten meters apart, looking at each other without saying a word.
The atmosphere grew stifling.
The occasional wind stirred the flowers, grass, and trees around them with a rustle. The instant the wind died down, Zhu Xingjun vanished from where he stood.
"Hmph."
Zhao Zhihe snorted coldly, turned around, raised his hand, and threw a punch.
Boom!
Zhu Xingjun suddenly appeared beside him. He had not expected the man to react so quickly and hurriedly raised his arms to shield his chest.
Zhao Zhihe's fist struck Zhu Xingjun's arms, and the tremendous force sent him flying.
The scenery before Zhu Xingjun's eyes swept backward. After being sent flying dozens of meters, he landed on the ground, leaving numerous shallow pits beneath his feet.
What incredible strength. This guy is far stronger than the records say.
Just as Zhu Xingjun was astonished, Zhao Zhihe withdrew