Chapter 5: A Narrow Escape from Death Collecting Red Tickets

  The man in the black tight-fitting T-shirt on one side suddenly stopped moving, and even if he didn't look at the camouflage-clad man's eyes, he knew that leaving himself alone would only lead to death. Even without the camouflage-clad man using Liang Jing as a hostage, he had no choice but to follow Big Brother's method, delay time, just wait for... Heh heh...

  Just then, seeing the other party stop moving, Liang Jing grabbed the camouflage-clad man and swiftly kicked towards the black-clad man, while striding forward with both legs to follow up...

  *Boom!*

  "Ah..."

  "Bang! Bang!"

  But they thought so, Liang Jing would not be ambiguous, killing one is to kill completely, and these two people staying behind can only be a disaster. Even Liang Jing wanted to kill the mother and son on the other side, because...

  The two men did not expect that Liang Jing had no intention of leaving them behind, nor did he want to know too much from their mouths. He just wanted to kill everyone and leave quickly. Liang Jing rushed into the two men in camouflage uniforms and black tight-fitting T-shirts who were lying on the ground, punching and kicking them one by one, killing the two enemies and resolving all the enemies.

  It was actually less than 10 seconds, looking at the crowd lying on the ground completely beaten to death by myself with one punch and one kick, savoring this real punch-to-meat feeling, without a sense of guilt, a kind of excitement rose from the depths of my heart.

  "Ah!"

  "Ah!"

  At this moment, the mother and son on the side finally reacted, looking at several corpses with their heads blown up by Liang Jing, red and white splattered all over the ground. They couldn't help but let out a scream of horror, they had seen many dead bodies in the past two days, but none were as brutal and disgusting as this, it made them feel like vomiting.

  Several consecutive rays of life essence (white spiritual light) entered his body, causing his body to produce an extremely comfortable feeling. He didn't even notice the screams of the mother and son, thinking that he would deal with them later. Just then, Liang Jing suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end, and a sharp pain in his heart as if it was being cut by a razor-sharp blade...

  No good!

  The whole person is about to react...

  At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared on Liang Jing's back and shot towards him...

  The sun in the east slowly rises, two red fireballs shine down, and the temperature left over from the night begins to quickly rebound...

  Under the golden sunlight, a cold gleam suddenly appeared behind Liang Jing's back, its speed extremely fast. Before the attack even arrived, Liang Jing felt the chill of the blade on his skin, goosebumps rising, and his hair standing on end.

  The attack came too suddenly and too quickly, previously there was no sign of movement or sound, as soon as it appeared it was right next to him, the distance was too close and there was no time to think or dodge, even with Liang Jing's current strength he couldn't avoid this attack without getting hurt.

  As the cold light and shadow suddenly appeared, Dai Wu, wearing black clothes, felt a few strands of pride rising in his heart. Since awakening and evolving, he had acquired extraordinary abilities, and his assassination techniques had become more sudden and sharp. According to calculations, even masters who were much stronger than himself had died under his short blade. As the world's top killer before the mutation, although he hadn't even entered the top 10 of the killer rankings, his strength was also unquestionable, ranking among the top three. The killer rankings were relatively low, but that was because the world killer rankings were based on cumulative scores from killing various targets, not true strength! After all, some killers killed for money, some killed for the sake of killing, and some only to improve their strength, not every one of them went all out to kill people and complete tasks.

  Moreover, assassins rarely engage in open combat with each other, because they never rely on real strength to win. As long as the opponent's target has a slight carelessness or flaw, they will launch a sneak attack from the shadows. A direct confrontation is never their way of fighting! So even if you have high abilities, a single moment of carelessness can be fatal. Assassins are also afraid that someone will constantly spy on them in secret and look for opportunities to kill them. Even with great strength, they cannot withstand the intense mental pressure, which is why many assassins' true identities are well-hidden.

  This ranking list is actually a spontaneous organization among assassins, individuals only have code names and do not expose their identities in a certain range of maps to mutually slaughter each other, um, until the last one comes out, once every 3 years.

  Facing the sudden close-range lightning-fast strike, those who are not strong enough will only be killed, and even if the strong ones dodge death, they will still be injured, lose the initiative, and ultimately cannot escape being killed by their opponent.

  Although he rushed over just in time, if Dai Wu could have taken action directly, he would have been able to save the last black-clad and camouflage-clad man. However, Dai Wu saw that Liang Jing was also an Awakened One. He didn't know what his abilities were, so he hadn't made a move beforehand, nor did he plan to take action to rescue him. In some ways, the strategy of the black-clad and camouflage-clad men had succeeded, but the outcome was tragic. They had waited eagerly for their savior to arrive, only to find that their savior had no intention of taking action to rescue them.

  To know that as a former world power's top three killer, his strength is the combination of physical quality and killing skills. Originally, his physical quality was already very strong, and after evolving and awakening, his physical quality has been further strengthened. However, from current observations, he still has a significant gap compared to Liang Jing. If Liang Jing wasn't an Awakened one, he absolutely wouldn't believe it.

  To know that Dai Wu was 1.75 meters tall and weighed 78 kilograms before the world changed, his bench press was 118 kilograms, squat 530 kilograms, with the agility of a yellow race, speed and agility were brought to the extreme, from childhood survival training, even if he was an assassin, his physical quality would not be worse than that of Black Fist King, after all, it is impossible to become one of the top three assassins in the world by being too specialized!

  Even if the assassination technique is very high, it can't get out of a single frame without physical strength. Without the support of power, even the most powerful skills are useless, just like a scholar who has learned five cars but no one appreciates him and can't even become an official, how can he show off his talents? It's also like a clever woman can't cook without rice.

  So it can be seen that Dai Wu, who is not ordinary, did not come to rescue the remaining black-clad and camouflage-clad men, but instead looked for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack. Now is the best time he has been waiting for. After the battle, Liang Jing's mind relaxed slightly, and on the other side, the loud screams of the mother and son served as cover. It was a rare opportunity, and Dai Wu thought he was about to strike and kill his opponent with ease.

  This strike, with its suddenness, extreme speed, close range, and loss of consciousness, combined all sorts of advantages together. It's no wonder that Dai Wu felt proud in his heart, because there was simply no way to dodge it. Even if he managed to escape with the best possible outcome, he would still be injured, and that would not save him from Dai Wu's deadly blade. In fact, he even thought to himself that next time, he should apply poison to the short blade as well, but that would be a bit of trouble...

  However!

  Liang Jing then made a choice that was beyond his expectations, leaving Dai Wu astonished...

  Only to see Liang Jing facing a life and death crisis, his keen sense of the opponent's attack posing a serious threat to his own life, even if he is now wearing a suit of brave armor, his eyes burst out with an astonishing divine light, his face set, his waist and hips exerting force, turning his upper body sideways as much as possible to open up the distance of the opponent's attack, struggling for a thread of time, at the same time, his waist and hips exerting force, the power from the spine passing through the right shoulder to the elbow, his right elbow suddenly striking back.

  In short, it's about exerting force from the waist, turning sideways with your right elbow going backwards. Launch a fatal attack on the opponent without caring who strikes first, who dies first, whose life is harder, and who is more reckless!

  This is a lose-lose situation, no doubt! Liang Jing has already made preparations to get hurt, perhaps this is the best choice for him, and also the kind of brutal and domineering fighting style that Liang Jing has always been pursuing. With many hidden tricks up his sleeve, let's see who can withstand the other's attacks without dying!

  "Hmm..."

  With a mighty explosion of his right hand, a mournful cry burst forth, carrying with it an aura of desperation. This was a deathblow, a completely savage and brutal strike, just like the wild punches that had killed Master Fu. This was exactly what Liang Jing wanted - he hadn't practiced or received any special training, but only relied on fully utilizing his own advantages and fearlessness.

  Seeing Liang Jing counterattack, Dai Wu's icy face remained unchanged, but his eyes flashed with a hint of unusual color. He didn't expect that the opponent was actually a fugitive, and he couldn't afford to fight him like this. The opponent's physical strength was too great, and he couldn't withstand it. Instinctively retreating, he jumped and turned, attacking Liang Jing with the knife in his hand. His right hand, which had been holding the weapon, was already too late to react, and he used his elbow to block Liang Jing's incoming attack. At the same time, he changed the direction of the short blade from a straight stab to a slanting slash, and suddenly shot out a thin black needle as fine as cow hair from his mouth towards Liang Jing's neck.

  "Boom!"

  "Crack!"

  Hiss! Hiss!...

  "Hah!"