Chapter Eighteen: Contradiction (Part Two) Seeking Truth from Facts

  The security guards who had just spoken about Liang Jing took a glance at Liang Jing's icy eyes, turned pale, and suddenly became speechless. Liang Jing's gaze was too terrifying, the killing aura accumulated from years of being a butcher was activated all at once today, and it also carried the evil spirit of having just killed Huang Jin Ba Luo. Although it was just a glance from afar, it was still incredibly frightening for ordinary people.

  Liang Jing gazed at the crowd with a cold and indifferent expression, then closed his eyes to continue resting. He didn't want to provoke trouble, but some things would never let him go. He hoped that this would make them understand and calm down.

  Several security guards' faces turned red, green and white in succession, changing colors constantly. Just now they were still boasting about how awesome they were in front of several girls, but unexpectedly, a single glance from Liang Jing made their faces turn pale, unable to utter a word, feeling both depressed and ashamed, and extremely indignant.

  "Hmph... thinking you're some kind of martial arts master, pretending to be so cool. Screw that." The middle-aged security guard, as the leader of the group, felt extremely embarrassed, especially in front of a girl. It was unbearable for any man, and he couldn't help but say something, his eyes red with rage like a bull.

  Due to the experiences he had since childhood, this middle-aged security guard is inherently a timid and extreme contradictory existence. As long as he can endure it himself, he can be extremely crazy.

  Although he knew that Liang Jing had killed Liu Naitian and three others, he didn't believe that he would dare to kill people casually now, and the several "horse boys" around him were not just decorations. Moreover, this was a place where martial arts originated, and Yang Youyuan, an awakened person, was coming down from the second floor right now, who was also a good man besides his name.

  "It's just a matter of time before that dog gets shot...". The security guard said it in a somewhat veiled way.

  "What's with the pretentious attitude, thinking you're superior to everyone else? You won't even bother to talk to people, is this looking down on others? Thinking being awakened makes you special." A short and dark-skinned security guard said even more extreme things, trying to push Liang Jing to the opposing side of everyone.

  "Even if you're a great martial artist, you'll still get shot by Bin Ge's bullets and end up dead." The young security guard Xiaobo felt like he was criticizing "feudal superstition" now, and directly spoke his mind.

  Huh... Everyone only felt a flash of black shadow.

  Liang Jing suddenly stood up, and in a flash, she rushed to the middle-aged security guard's front, her big hands grasping his neck like an eagle catching a chicken, pinching it tightly, and with a burst of strength, she lifted him off the ground.

  "Ah..."

  Everyone was shocked, it happened too fast. In just the blink of an eye, Liang Jing appeared and lifted the middle-aged security guard off the ground by his neck.

  "Li Jing, stop! Let's talk it out." Yang Yuwen was the first to react as he came down from the stairs.

  "Yes, Liang Jing has something good to say, don't resort to violence..."

  "We're all on the same team now, why speak like that..."

  "Say that again... what you just said..." Liang Jing's eyes were icy cold as he stared at the middle-aged security guard who was lifted off the ground, struggling and red-faced. He didn't care what Yang Yuanyuan and the others had to say, with his current personality, whoever provoked him wouldn't be spared.

  "Uh...... I, I......" The middle-aged security guard in mid-air, both hands grasping Liang Jing's right hand that was choking his neck, face red with rage, but powerless, and instead his neck was being choked tighter and tighter, Liang Jing simply didn't want him to speak again.

  Li Jing is not so angry when others want to beat or kill him, but he absolutely does not allow anyone to speak ill of his mother, and even bringing it up is out of the question! Liu Nengtian and the other two were killed because of this. Before the world changed, Li Jing was also driven out to work in a foreign land like a "homeless dog" because of this.

  "Liáng Jìng, kuài fàng shǒu, zhe yàng zhēn yào chū rén mìng le!"

  Translation: "Liang Jing, let go quickly, it's going to cost lives if this continues!"

  "Are you going to kill someone? Don't you know killing is against the law?"

  "If you don't stop, we won't be polite! Quickly put down Old Li!" shouted the short and stout security guard, but his hands and feet didn't move at all.

  "Hurry up and let go, or we'll never end! Several people are going to come at you together..." Young security guard Xiaobo rolled up his sleeves and shouted loudly, as if he was about to charge over.

  Unfortunately, Liang Jing was unmoved and his strength continued to increase slowly, his eyes growing colder, as if he was about to make a fatal move.

  It seems that something is wrong, Yang Yuanyuan hurriedly let everyone shut up and rushed over to grab Liang Jing's hand, which was pinching the middle-aged security guard's right hand, letting go.

  Everyone else also felt that something was off, this Liang Jing was someone who could kill people without batting an eye, not long ago he had killed three people, two of whom were even gang members, now that he was furious and wanted to kill someone, it seemed like he really would take lives, the room fell silent, with everyone drawing in a cold breath.

  Murder! Who isn't afraid? Many people still haven't adapted to the stable modern society, when facing a murderer, are you afraid or not? Will you feel and think that if he strikes again like last time, you will tremble with fear?

  The several security guards who were just shouting suddenly turned pale, closed their mouths and didn't speak, even their whole body was trembling a little, thinking to themselves whether Liang Jing would also come to kill them next.

  Yang Youyuan grasped Liang Jing's right hand with both hands, using all his strength and turning red in the face. With his mutated strength, which was more than double that of a normal person, he couldn't budge Liang Jing's iron-like grip no matter how hard he tried. It was only then that Yang Youyuan realized Liang Jing's incredible power, and that he himself was not even on the same level as him.

  I previously thought that Liang Jing was just an Awakened person, only a little earlier than myself. The physical strength should not be much different, and I comforted myself by thinking that Liang Jing must have practiced Huaxia martial arts before, so he seemed to be much better at close combat than me.

  "What's wrong with Liang Jing, can't you all just talk it out? Do you have to kill people at every turn? Although there are no laws or countries governing us now, aren't you going too far?! Yang Yuwen was at his wit's end, looking at the middle-aged security guard whose face had turned white, green and even purple, and was about to collapse."

  The middle-aged security guard felt his breathing getting tighter and tighter, feeling himself getting closer and closer to death. He couldn't help but open his eyes and saw Liang Jing's eyes in front of him, full of murderous intent. Suddenly, he seemed to have fallen into countless hells, a sea of blood, mountains of corpses, withered bones, and countless evil spirits rushing towards him. His fear reached its limit, his nerves paralyzed, unable to restrain himself...

  Hehe...

  Lies...

  Drip... Drip...

  Because the gate was closed just before dark and blocked with objects, the interior of the house is now like a sealed compartment. After this sound, the enclosed hall suddenly became filled with a foul odor, and everyone in the hall couldn't help but cover their noses to find the source.

  Only then did Liang Jing throw the middle-aged security guard to one side, as if afraid of getting himself dirty. The middle-aged security guard's face was now bright red, breathing heavily with his chest heaving violently, half-lying on the ground. His pants were partially wet, dripping with a yellow liquid that was sometimes clear and sometimes murky, accompanied by some yellow solid particles flowing out from the bottom of his pants, forming a puddle of foul-smelling water.

  Suddenly, everyone understood what was going on and their bodies jumped up like they were on fire, dodging to the side. The smell might have been tolerable if it had come from someone else, but seeing an adult do this right in front of them made people involuntarily recoil in disgust. In this enclosed space with sealed doors and windows, the air was not only stifling but also unbearable.

  Liáng Jìng just felt that his hands were dirty, and he didn't expect that the other person would be scared to death by just looking at him, and then he couldn't bear it anymore and threw it aside like a toy, afraid of getting himself dirty too.

  He took another look at the other person, and with such a small temper, he was so arrogant. He shook his head and was about to go up and thoroughly deal with the other person when Yang Yuwen, who had been paying attention to Liang Jing, suddenly inserted himself between the two of them.

  "Liáng Jìng, you can't be like this, he's already like that, just let him off once, your killing intent is too heavy." Yáng Yǔ Yuān said in a low voice, looking at Liáng Jìng's eyes.

  Liang Jing stopped in her tracks and quietly looked at Yang Yuwen for a while, as if trying to see something, but ultimately shook her head and said nothing. She didn't even glance at the middle-aged security guard who was lying on the ground nearby, his face a mixture of colors. The guard, ignoring the crowd that had been startled like rabbits, went straight upstairs, found a room, and continued to rest.