Chapter 4: Can't escape death! Seeking red tickets and collection

  Brush...

  After hearing Liang Jing's words, the faces of the mother and son changed, they were desperate and had no other choice but to seek help from others. This was a typical case of seeking medical attention in desperation. They didn't have any other thoughts, nor did they think that the other party might actually have the ability to save them. Just as a glimmer of hope arose, it was ruthlessly extinguished by Liang Jing's words.

  "Hey! Put down the knife and don't be reckless, we have something to discuss properly!"

  A middle-aged man with a shaved head said, making eye contact with several people beside him, preparing for battle, his expression was extremely solemn, apparently from the falling canvas bag earlier, he had seen that Liang Jing was extraordinary, and he knew that in this world now, there were people who were not afraid of firearms, which he had witnessed over the past two days, it was terrifying...

  "Paralyzed, do you think I'm a fool? I haven't even picked up my knife yet, and you're telling me to throw it away? You guys aren't going to throw away your guns and let me throw away my knife? What kind of negotiation is this?" Liang Jing definitely wouldn't listen to them. It's like someone taking a hostage and threatening you to put down your weapon - it's just asking for death. Even if he didn't use his knife, Liang Jing was still incredibly formidable, but he would never do something so foolish because he had never understood the concept of compromise, especially not in this post-apocalyptic world.

  However, it couldn't change Liang Jing's mind. He didn't want to lend a hand to save the mother and son because he had an unfavorable impression of them, or rather, their seemingly high social status. It was a typical case of "resentment towards the wealthy".

  "Brother, don't be nervous, you don't have to put down the knife, we can talk it out. It's nothing for us to ask you to stop. We can give you money, guns, ammunition, even women... just as long as you..." The man with the inch-long board-like head seemed to feel that his tone was off and hurriedly changed his words to explain, trying to ease the atmosphere, fearing that Liang Jing would make an extreme move. Earlier, he had seen a canvas bag with several hundred kilograms of weight, but the other party was carrying it lightly without breaking a sweat, not even turning red or panting... much more impressive than Dai Wu! But he didn't know that in his nervousness, his words were somewhat disjointed and made no sense.

  At this time, Liang Jing had already put down his backpack and thrown away the short knife, seemingly without any intention of taking action. However, what others didn't know was that Liang Jing's entire being was now like a leopard, stealthily hiding and ready to pounce on its prey at any moment.

  "Big brother, come and save us! We also have a generous reward, more than they do. Just kill them and rescue us from this predicament." The young man seemed to notice the middle-aged man's hesitation towards Liang Jing, so he shouted even louder, but was soon quickly silenced by two burly men wearing black tight-fitting shirts.

  "Hmm!?"

  Could it be that they knew from the start that they were very powerful and not afraid of the guns in their hands, knowing that they were Awakeners, first stabilizing themselves, and then there would be others who could deal with them?

  As for saying that they really want to buy themselves, Liang Jing definitely doesn't believe it, and he doesn't need those things either. Subconsciously feeling that something was off, the more Liang Jing listened to the other party's words, the more he felt like there was a ghost, feeling like they were just stalling and delaying. Since it was unfavorable to himself, he couldn't be kind, time waits for no man, taking the initiative is stronger, anyway these few people from their behavior earlier would not have any guilt or shame even if they killed Liang Jing.

  Liang Jing himself did not save Gao Ya and her son, but he would not let a dangerous existence go unchecked...

  "Kill!"

  His legs suddenly burst out, his toes and heels simultaneously exerting force with the calf muscles, making a dull rubbing sound with the ground, explosive power, the whole person like a fierce beast escaping from its cage, bringing a whistling wind sound, swiftly pouncing out.

  Right! That's correct. Liang Jing currently doesn't use a short knife, nor does he use 【Violent Throw】, because he thinks that would be too unfair and uninteresting. More importantly, he likes the feeling of close combat. 【Violent Throw】 is generally only used as an auxiliary tool, and he doesn't want to rely on it too much.

  Ah...

  The other side didn't seem to have expected that Liang Jing would make such a decisive move at this time. After all, there were six people with guns on them, and rushing up like this wasn't seeking death? However, the man with the square head was stunned for a moment, but his reaction was also very quick. Looking at Liang Jing rushing straight towards him, he didn't even raise his hand, just moved his wrist, and the gun muzzle was slanted, aiming at Liang Jing, ready to fire...

  That's right, Liang Jing saw that the opponent was the leader of this group. As long as he took the lead in killing him, he could greatly break their morale and confidence!

  Although he was caught off guard, his counterattack speed was very fast, and he didn't even lift his hand. He aimed at himself with a slant, ready to fire. Generally, people aim their guns at targets in a horizontal line with the ground, which would increase the hit rate. However, there was no time to think about this now, and even if the opponent fired, it was all within his plan.

  Approaching his opponent, Liang Jing suddenly sprang up, more than a meter off the ground in an instant, and kicked out with one foot at the bald-headed man.

  "Boom!"

  "Bang!"

  Mixed with the sound of cracking bones, the inch-board-headed man touched Liang Jing's foot and suddenly shook violently, then flew out, directly knocking down the two black tight-fitting T-shirt men behind him to the ground, rolling over to one side. The inch-board-headed man fell to the ground and only managed to struggle and shake his hands and feet before becoming motionless, with a look of horror and disbelief still on his face.

  Yes, unbelievable! He didn't think that Liang Jing saw him shoot and didn't dodge or evade. In his imagination, humans are still flesh and blood, and the danger of firearms is still great for them. Even if you really have special abilities, you must avoid it. But Liang Jing didn't care at all, as long as it wasn't shot towards the eyes, mouth, and other vital parts without defense, he wouldn't pay attention to it. As a result, when the man with the inch board head fired his gun, he had already been kicked by Liang Jing, and the bullet was deflected to one side of the ground; He also didn't expect that Liang Jing's sprint speed would be so fast, he thought he was among the top in the training camp in terms of hand speed and reaction. When reflecting on the opponent not dodging his own gunfire, he should have pretended to dodge, but only managed to shift his center of gravity, and before he could make a dodging action, he was hit by the opponent, and it was so heavy that one blow was fatal.

  "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

  "Big brother!"

  "Damn it! Damn..."

  “……”

  Liāng Jìng kicked the inch board headed man, and in an instant his body formed a 45-degree angle with the ground. He was about to swiftly pounce on another fierce-looking man beside him when gunshots rang out. Almost instinctively, he hastily tilted his head, and his body shook twice as he was hit by bullets. Another bullet brushed past his ear, but this did not affect Liāng Jìng's pouncing motion at all.

  Liáng Jìng didn't expect that these few people would, because he killed the Inch Board Head and failed to intimidate them, instead they just stunned for a moment then launched an even more frantic attack, achieving the opposite effect, feeling somewhat stifled in his heart!

  "Boom!"

  "Hmph!"

  A loud muffled sound rang out in everyone's ears, like a ripe watermelon bursting open. Liang Jing flew forward, his right hand drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and punched heavily on the opponent's cheek. Instantly, blood spurted out from the ears, nose, and mouth, and the two eyeballs bulged out as if they were about to burst out. The facial area that was hit had its flesh smashed open, bones shattered, and the entire head deformed, with the neck torn open halfway.

  "Bang!" "Bang!" "...".

  Ignoring the two mothers and sons who were frightened on one side, he suddenly pounced forward with his body, bent his waist and knees, and rolled forward. His feet burst out suddenly, and the concrete floor was even ground into two long rectangular depressions. He ran quickly in an arc, and even these fierce men who had undergone special training could not open fire to hit Liang Jing for a while. Just as Liang Jing flew towards the two fierce men who had just fallen to the ground with the kinetic energy of his sprint, completely disregarding the bullets that were still hitting his body.

  "Boom!"

  "Ah!"

  As usual, one punch hit the left man's head, and then instantly elbow turned back to heavily hit the right man's chest. The left hand grabbed the waistband of the almost knocked-out left man and threw it at the muscular man with a gun on the side, and then quickly rushed towards another man in camouflage uniform who was loading bullets, he was the only one who didn't take off his clothes except for the inch-headed man just now.

  The camouflage-clad man, who was hastily loading bullets, saw Liang Jing quickly take down the two brothers from the other side and rush towards him, and he was suddenly frightened, quickly throwing away the pistol and bullets in his hand.

  "Don't hit! I surrender! I surrender! Don't hit anymore......" The man in camouflage uniform raised his hands and shouted loudly.

  Hiss!

  Li Jing, who had been sprinting over, stopped in his tracks and grabbed the man's chest, blocking him from shooting the last black-clad man. The safer, the better, Li Jing thought to himself as he naturally used the camouflage-clad man as a human shield.

  "Don't kill me, don't kill me! I'll do whatever you want, really, I can tell you everything I know, just don't kill me..." The man in camouflage clothes was now being held by Liang Jingyi's hand on his neck and the other hand grasping from behind. His eyes kept darting towards the black tight-fitting T-shirted man with a fierce gaze. Just a moment ago, several people couldn't do anything to each other, and now there was even less chance.