"Hey! Where did you come in from? We're not selling tickets anymore. We're closing soon!"
By a side entrance outside the pool, Uncle Kin was carefully mopping the floor when he suddenly looked up and saw three figures near the pool. He quickly set down his mop and shouted at them.
All three were burly men. Two were staring at the deep end of the pool and didn't react to Uncle Kin's shout at all. Only one, standing closer, slowly turned his head and fixed Uncle Kin with a pair of icy blue eyes.
"Good grief, where did these foreign devils come from?"
Uncle Kin recognized the man who had turned around and felt a jolt of alarm. He wanted to say something more, but the chill in the man's gaze made him lose his nerve.
Years of experience had made him shrewd. Though he was only a pool attendant, he'd seen enough people and situations to recognize trouble when it was standing right in front of him.
"Uncle Kin, they're here for me."
Yang Chu had somehow climbed out of the deep end and reached the other side of the pool. He waved at Uncle Kin, who looked at a loss, and said, "I'm hungry, Uncle Kin. Could you do me a favor and buy me some late-night food?"
"You little punk, you want me to go buy—"
Hearing Yang Chu ask him to run an errand, Uncle Kin instinctively started to curse. But he glanced at the three foreign devils by the pool and immediately caught on. He pulled out his keys and hurried toward an iron door beside the wall, calling as he unlocked it, "Rice rolls, right? Got it!"
Click—
As Uncle Kin turned and hurried out through the pool entrance, the foreign devil who had just given him a cold look suddenly pulled a pistol from inside his leather jacket and aimed it at Uncle Kin's back.
With a whoosh, a slipper flew from beside the pool and knocked the gun from the man's hand.
Startled, the foreign devil bent to retrieve the pistol. But when he looked up again, Uncle Kin, quick on the uptake, had already slipped out through the side entrance.
"This is a busy district. Deal with the target first."
A woman's voice stopped the foreign devil as he picked up the gun and started after Uncle Kin.
It was the same sexy, alluring city beauty who had appeared at the stir-fry noodle shop earlier. At some point, she had made her way to the pool. With elegant steps, she walked toward Yang Chu, who had just climbed out of the water.
I should have let him leave earlier. Or I shouldn't have brought an unknown danger here.
Yang Chu watched Uncle Kin escape through the side entrance, and the thought suddenly crossed his mind.
He hadn't really cared whether the trouble following him might drag other people in or hurt them.
After realizing he was being followed and that an unknown danger might be lurking, his first thought had been how to use the pressure to help him alternate between resting the left and right halves of his brain while in the water.
But when he saw the foreign devil about to shoot, he suddenly remembered that the old man had only taken ten Hong Kong dollars from him earlier, and how he'd gone on about work, ambition, and the like.
Footsteps clattered closer.
"You're here for me?"
The thought flashed through Yang Chu's mind and vanished. He kicked off his other slipper and looked at the sexy, alluring city beauty walking toward him.
"Did you kill our team members?"
The sexy, alluring city beauty looked Yang Chu up and down, her brows lifting slightly. A hint of doubt seemed to flicker in her bright eyes.
She had already seen the bodies of her two dead team members in the police station morgue. They had both died from crushing blows during a fight. But the young man in front of her looked utterly ordinary, both in build and musculature. He didn't seem like a powerful fighter.
"Your team members?"
Yang Chu's gaze flickered. He glanced at the three other burly foreign devils by the pool, then smiled. "The two big guys who couldn't feel pain? That was me."
He looked at the woman in front of him and asked, "Can you not feel pain either? How do you do that?"
"It really was you?" The sexy woman's voice turned cold.
Yang Chu looked at the group, then seemed to mutter to himself. "How did you find me? The one with the ponytail? Right, he should know me. But you found me so fast—you're better than the police."
"Take him out."
The sexy woman's expression turned icy. She had lost all interest in talking to Yang Chu.
They were always direct and decisive. The only reason she had said more than a few words to Yang Chu tonight was to learn who had killed their two team members and whether it would affect their plans.
Now that Yang Chu had admitted it without hesitation, the sexy woman gestured to the three burly foreign devils. They immediately sprang into action and charged at him together.
It's a busy district, so she doesn't want them using guns in case they draw attention, or the police start watching and investigating them. Does that mean they have some plan or conspiracy? Or are they just an extremely secretive organization?
As they rushed toward him, Yang Chu felt no fear. His mind raced, and he drew further conclusions from the woman's refusal to let them use their guns.
He didn't care whether they used guns or not. All he thought about was taking them down.
"Ha!"
A roar rang beside him.
A burly foreign devil had already rushed up behind Yang Chu. His thick leg swung toward Yang Chu's back.
As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Yang Chu sidestepped the moment the foreign devil lifted his leg. He bent his elbow and slammed it into the man's chest.
With a thud, the foreign devil's chest and abdomen caved in. His huge frame lifted off the ground and flew backward.
"This move works!"
After that elbow strike, Yang Chu clearly felt the muscles in his thighs, lower back, shoulders, and hips all engage at once.
The move he had used was the Baji Heart-Striking Elbow, the one Shark Yan had performed when Yang Chu watched him spar with Xiahou Wu. Compared with Shark Yan's version, Yang Chu's strike was more than twice as fierce and explosive.
As the foreign devil flew backward, the other two burly men in front charged at Yang Chu from opposite directions.
Yang Chu reacted in a flash. He grabbed the wrist of the man in front as he threw a punch, pulled him off balance, and hooked his foot behind the man's leg. Then he pressed his other hand against the man's face and wrenched his head back. With a crack, the man's neck snapped, and he collapsed at Yang Chu's feet.
A throw and a joint lock.
Behind him, the foreign devil who had drawn his gun earlier had reached Yang Chu. With no time to use his weapon, he slammed a hard punch down at Yang Chu's head.
Yang Chu ducked again and twisted, shaping his fist like a phoenix eye. He struck the third foreign devil beneath the armpit with a sharp smack.
The man's right arm went limp, but he remained ferocious, glaring as he reached with his other arm to grab Yang Chu by the throat.
"So you really can't feel pain."
Yang Chu looked at the arm around his neck. He seized the man's wrist with his left hand and slapped his elbow with his right. Another crack rang out, and the foreign devil's left arm went limp too.
The man then swung his head viciously at Yang Chu's forehead.
But Yang Chu suddenly roared. His body moved in a straight line as he drove a punch into the man's chest, right over his heart.
Hung Ga Gong Zi Fu Hu.
The foreign devil flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground. He convulsed twice, then lay still.
The same moves, when Yang Chu used them, were almost all killing blows. Their power was even more terrifying.
"One left."
Yang Chu turned toward the sexy woman standing in the open area not far from the pool.
Her expression was horrified. She was already gripping a silver pistol and, no longer caring about the noise, prepared to fire.
She had never imagined that Yang Chu, whose build looked so ordinary, could be so brutal. In the blink of an eye, he had killed all three of her team members.
As the woman aimed her gun at him, Yang Chu barely needed to lift his foot. He flicked up the man whose neck he had broken, held him in front of himself as a shield, and charged at her.
Just then, a playing card came flying from nowhere and struck the gunwoman's wrist. Her silver pistol fell to the ground.
A black figure then suddenly leaped down from the pool's office building and landed in front of Yang Chu.