"Brother Wang!!!"
An Ning'er couldn't help crying out at the sight. Anxiety threw her thoughts into turmoil, and she turned to Meng Qingshan once more, pleading, "Constable Zhang, Brother Wang is trapped in danger! Please, you must save him and lend him a hand!"
Seeing that Wang Ruozhi had truly been injured, Meng Qingshan couldn't help thinking, That worked?
He'd expected this to take quite a bit of effort, and had been using the time to recover some strength. But now, seeing the scene before him, his heart suddenly raced, pounding like a drum.
He immediately agreed to An Ning'er, yet advanced at an unhurried pace.
By then, the black-clad men had drawn their swords and surrounded Wang Ruozhi.
The leader of the black-clad men approached Wang Ruozhi with a vicious grin and sneered contemptuously, "We know we're no heroes. You claim to be one, so today we'll show you that even heroes can meet their end!"
Wang Ruozhi suddenly burst into laughter. With a deft flick, he sent the broken jade-bone white fan in his hand flying like a set of throwing knives.
In an instant, several silver arcs sliced through the air and shot toward the enemy.
The leader of the black-clad men was too close to dodge in time. Several sharp fan ribs struck him.
At the same time, several black-clad men beside him were caught by the sudden attack and fell to the ground.
"Haha! Carefree Young Man has roamed the martial world for years, standing up for the wronged and championing justice countless times. I've made enemies all over, of course I've got a few tricks to save my life. My friend, you miscalculated!"
Wang Ruozhi lightly clapped his hands. Though wounded, he remained composed, smiling leisurely as he said, "Your Ququ, Zhongji, and Shuifen acupoints have all been struck by my fan ribs.
"If you don't get treatment in time and force your inner energy and qi and blood into action, at best you'll lose all your cultivation; at worst, you'll lose your life. I advise you to think carefully, my friend!"
The leader of the black-clad men silently adjusted his breathing for a moment before speaking. His voice was full of bitterness and fury. "As expected of the Jade-Faced Carefree Young Master! You truly live up to your reputation. We're leaving!"
Meng Qingshan watched the scene, deeply impressed by the two men's superb acting.
The carnage before him looked so real, as if they were using actual lives to put on a show. It was truly shocking!
If he hadn't known the plot inside out, even Meng Qingshan might have believed that this "Jade-Faced Carefree Young Master" was just a young wanderer who loved to stand up for the wronged and protect the weak.
Wang Ruozhi's acting was so convincing it was hard to believe. It was just a shame that the person he'd met today was Meng Qingshan.
Meng Qingshan had already learned about Wang Ruozhi's connection to Beyond Heaven from the game's storyline.
Now, seeing the two of them turn their act into reality and end up both badly wounded, he could barely stop himself from exclaiming inwardly, Heaven really is on my side!
An Ning'er behind him, however, was having quite different thoughts.
The moment she saw Wang Ruozhi gain the upper hand, the heavy stone in An Ning'er's heart lifted. A smile spread across her face, and her beautiful eyes curved like crescents, sparkling with delight.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, she heard a sound cutting through the air.
She looked over and saw "Constable Zhang" charging out like lightning.
Ahead of "Constable Zhang," a long spear coated entirely in black lacquer was hurtling forward.
The rushing sound from moments ago had been caused by the gust of air as Meng Qingshan flung the spear with all his strength.
Looking at the scene now, it seemed as if he were racing the spear.
Wang Ruozhi and the leader of the black-clad men also noticed the sudden movement.
But by the time the leader turned around, the spear was already right in front of him.
Several of his vital acupoints had been struck, leaving him powerless to dodge.
At the same time, Meng Qingshan caught up with the spear he'd thrown and gripped it firmly.
With the spear in hand, Meng Qingshan used its momentum to thrust, running the leader of the black-clad men through in an instant.
The man's eyes beneath his mask were fixed on the spear that had mercilessly pierced him. They held an indescribable mix of shock and unwillingness, as if he couldn't accept that his life had ended so easily.
Meng Qingshan had no interest in the expression of a man who was already doomed. He decisively yanked out the spear.
Pfft!
As the spear was violently pulled free, flesh and blood sprayed everywhere.
Thud!
When the leader of the black-clad men fell, the others instantly fell into disarray.
[You successfully killed Murong Shao Xuan of the Murong Family and gained 4,500 cultivation points!]
Seeing the kill notification, Meng Qingshan wasn't satisfied. He swung the spear and shouted, "I already gave you a chance to leave. Now that I've regained my strength, none of you are getting away!"
As he spoke, the spearhead swept through the air like a shooting star, carrying a fierce gust as it cut forward. The black-clad men's already loose formation was torn apart completely.
The sweep of the spear carried the force of thunder, inspiring awe.
The air around them seemed to surge with the spear's movement, forming tiny whirlwinds.
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