A Single Statement Commands the Scene, Both Foes Take Flight

A long roar suddenly rang out near the park.

"Old beggar, don't be so arrogant, I'm coming!!"

The loudspeaker couldn't drown out this roar.

People nearby started moving and gathering in that direction.

A dark figure suddenly appeared, kicking up a cloud of yellow dust, and burst into the park.

At least thirty skilled men, hired at great expense, witnessed this scene.

They all had sources of information and roughly knew the level of skill Zhu Heng had previously displayed.

But upon seeing the speed and imposing presence of that dark figure, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

This feels stronger than expected.

Some of the people who arrived alone unconsciously slowed down their pace.

But those who walked in groups, surrounded by well-coordinated companions, were more confident. Even after slowing down slightly, they still wanted to catch up and wait for an opportunity.

whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

Dozens of playing cards flew through the air.

Nailed to those bamboo scaffoldings, nailed to those discarded sand and soil filter screens.

It was nailed to the front of everyone's feet.

"The one with the loudspeaker is from our Special Investigation Bureau."

Fang Jun emerged from the shadows of the building, a lit cigarette dangling from his lips.

He scanned the crowd, his hands hanging down, a large number of playing cards spread out between his fingers, and said just one sentence.

"Special Investigation Bureau Division is handling a case; unauthorized personnel are not permitted!"

The crew-cut man retorted angrily, "So the Special Investigation Bureau can steal our business?"

Manager Wang's expression changed, and he slapped Xiaoping on the forehead.

With the Special Investigation Bureau absent, everyone's doing some personal work.

This is completely different from snatching someone away in front of the Special Investigation Bureau.

People often do the former.

If you dare to do that, you simply don't want to establish yourself in the country anymore.

It would damage their legitimate identity, ruin their hard-earned business, and destroy their future domestic market.

Unless someone was already on the Special Investigation Bureau's blacklist, no one would be so foolish as to do something like that for a single business deal.

So, because of Fang Jun's words, dozens of people all stopped in their tracks!

However, they generally didn't look too good; unwilling to leave so hastily, they stayed behind.

Manager Wang forced a smile and said, "We're not going in, we're just going to relax here..."

Fang Jun had already turned and left; he still had to go and support Chu Tianshu.

To prevent interference from other directions, we must also be wary of whether someone on the blacklist might actually appear.

By this time, the old madman had already run wildly into the depths of the park.

Abandoned buildings stand on all four sides, and the central area is filled with rubble and sand.

There are more than a dozen sand-filtering screens scattered here, as well as a broken and abandoned concrete mixer.

Chu Tianshu, on the east rooftop, noticed the path the old madman had taken and looked back in the opposite direction.

They strained their eyes to search for Zhu Heng's possible hiding place, where Kong Wenju and the antiques he carried were likely also located.

But as soon as he determined a general location, his gaze couldn't help but look down.

Because Chu Tianshu discovered that the old madman had actually started climbing the building.

The bamboo scaffolding erected outside the unfinished building made it possible for an ordinary person to climb all the way to the top.

The moment the old madman came rushing over, he leaped up and ran upwards, stepping directly onto a thick, long bamboo pole.

In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the height of a three-story building.

The inertial potential energy and the gripping force of the feet were not enough.

The old madman hooked his foot around the bamboo pole and curled up to hug it.

Just like a monkey climbing a tree, it nimbly alternates its hands and feet, darting straight up.

He's supposed to be crazy, so he must be a bit muddled.

But his reactions and movements were so precise that there was not a trace of confusion.

"Old beggar!"

Zhu Heng had already reached the top of the unfinished building. He strode over with two large strides, looking menacing.

"Back then, I fought you for the Nine Yin Treasury, driven by money. A person can't live without feelings, but I was willing to abandon all sense of righteousness for money, failing to recognize my own limitations. That's why I couldn't defeat you."

"Times have changed. Today, I come not only for victory, but also for my son's expectations."

"I'm going to win!"

Chu Tianshu could feel a cold wind rushing towards him as he followed this person's footsteps, blowing his hair.

"Indeed, I've heard that madmen can sometimes be madmen too. He certainly has a commanding presence."

As soon as Chu Tianshu was pressured, his fighting spirit soared. He refused to give an inch, and the light in his eyes expanded and contracted.

"But your arguments for believing you will win are far from sufficient. If I had to say, I originally came here for love..."

Now there's another reason.

Chu Tianshu stared at his chest, and seemed to be able to feel a large, cruel, strong, and bright white halo inside his chest cavity.

"You have a strong Spiritual Qi about you!"

Chu Tianshu first sensed the true evil aura at Kong Wenju, but at that time he could not be sure whether Kong Wenju had practiced some kind of evil magic.

Zhu Heng, who specialized in kidnapping young people, did not capture any other young people during the battle at the warehouse. Instead, he directly kidnapped the old man Kong Wenju.

This matter itself was quite suspicious.

Furthermore, Kong Wenju had been well-behaved for so many years, so why did he suddenly go on a thieving spree in his old age, heading straight for Macau?

Now, it seems there's a thread that can connect all these things.

"What Evil Spirit?"

Zhu Heng glared at him and said, "Old beggar, you just love to label what you dislike as Outer Dao. Today I'm going to kill you and make sure you never have the chance to talk big again!"

Just as he was about to leave, Chu Tianshu raised his hand first.

The loudspeaker was violently launched, emitting a piercing sound.

Zhu Heng raised his hand and slashed.

According to the information, Zhu Heng used to practice the boxing style of the Great Sage Pigua School.

He once met with representatives of the Macau Fusang Kyokushin Karate Chamber of Commerce to discuss investment opportunities in a fighting club and even sparred with them on site.

A karate strike cleaved off a bull's horn.

Zhu Heng used his palm to cleave a strand of hair that had fallen from the karate master's head.

With a swift slash, the soft, unyielding strands of hair snapped in mid-air.

After he went mad, surprisingly he wasn't aggressive at all. He spent his days meditating, spacing out, and talking to his imagined wife and children.

Spending several years in a mental hospital like this will definitely cause your kung fu skills to deteriorate.

But now, his wave of the hand is clearly more forceful than it was back then.

He cleaved the metal casing of the horn open with his bare hand.

The aluminum alloy, carbon fiber, and ceramic materials inside, along with all the various parts, all shattered.

Even a regular Great Saber wouldn't produce this effect; you'd need a circular saw on a lathe to cut something like this.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chu Tianshu took a step forward and stomped heavily on the ground.

The Shangdu covered with a grid of steel bars, which makes it particularly effective at transmitting force.

Zhong Jinqiu had never had a good gun, but if he could find such good steel bars, he could simply wrap a layer of cloth around them and use them as a decent spear.

Chu Tianshu's stomp was a full display of skill, combining both strength and gentleness, unleashing his full power. The force was transmitted forward at lightning speed, exploding right under Zhu Heng's feet.

The steel mesh clanged loudly!

Zhu Heng's feet involuntarily lifted three inches off the ground.

After Chu Tianshu took a lunge and stomped his foot, he used this momentum to propel his long arm forward and his entire body outward.

This is a spear technique from Taiji Fist.

With arms as long as spears, he charged forward like a horse charging into battle.

His fist, like a spearhead, even created two afterimages as it charged, striking two different places.

The old madman reacted with incredible speed. In the instant he lost his balance, he still had time to strike with his hand. His right hand struck the afterimage, while his left hand blocked Chu Tianshu's fist.

BOOM!!!

The old madman's body flew backward at an angle.

Just as he was about to fly off the rooftop, he twisted his waist in mid-air, almost turning his body sideways, and used his right arm to reach out with all his might.

It was as if it had been anticipated, and it just so happened to be caught on a large bamboo pole over there.

Although the bamboo is large, its tip is thin, and it should not have been able to withstand the force of his thrust.

But the moment his hand touched it, he jerked, and the force was transmitted downwards, causing the steel cables binding the bamboo underneath and each layer to snap.

The entire large bamboo stalk detached from the building and leaned outwards.

The old madman's body swayed and contracted in mid-air, embracing the bamboo, spiraling once, and then plummeting down at high speed.

Seven or eight silver needles were driven into the bamboo.

The old madman's hand moved swiftly, withdrawing and then pressing back down after the silver needle had been inserted.

Because it was so fast, it seemed as if each silver needle was merely inserted between his fingers or on the edge of his palm.

As he fell, all the silver needles were bent by his palm.

Before the bamboo shoots even hit the ground, the old madman was already almost sliding to the ground.

"This can be resolved?!"

Chu Tianshu's expression changed. The moment they met, he unleashed a surprise attack, a deadly move, with all his might.

We were determined to knock them off the building in one fell swoop, but they were completely unharmed.

This provoked him so much that he raised his eyebrows and kicked another bamboo pole.

With a shake, the layers of binding straps snapped.

Chu Tianshu stretched out his fingers, flicked his right sleeve, and used it to support his palm as he grabbed the bamboo.

Snap!!!

He slid down almost in a straight line, chasing after the solid ground.