Chapter 0003: The Chosen One of the Wind, Nie Feng

  Hiss!

  Yang Ai-qian lightly swung the wooden stick in his hand, and sneered: [What, you guys want to kill someone and silence them? I'm afraid it's not that easy.] Although he seemed very relaxed on the surface, not fearing the few guys in front of him at all, but in his heart, he didn't have a single bit of carelessness.

  Four cold gun barrels were pointed at Yang Ai and the young man, the bodyguards' sinister smiles became even more ferocious. They were holding T451 pistols, a domestically produced handgun of Hua Xia State. Although it didn't look impressive in terms of appearance, its characteristic was that it had a fast firing rate.

  Kid, aren't you very arrogant? Are you going to continue being arrogant now? Seeing the situation had changed, Fatty became somewhat unscrupulous.

  "You actually used banned weapons, don't you want to live anymore?" Yang Aiqian's face changed slightly, he certainly knew that with his own situation it was fundamentally impossible for him to be faster than bullets.

  As he spoke, he stared intently at the four bodyguards holding guns in front of him. Although Yang Aiqian didn't know what his limits were, he had no reservations when faced with the threat of death. A glint flashed across his eyes, and in the next moment, his body suddenly moved.

  Hmph!

  The extreme speed caused the surrounding air to distort, and the four armed bodyguards simultaneously felt their right hands holding the guns being pricked by an unknown object, their fingers briefly losing sensation. This fleeting moment had already sealed their fate.

  Yang Ai's body flickered with a residual shadow, and a cold light flashed by. Four powerful punches of the Emperor's Fist were thrown out, and the four bodyguards were stunned for a moment by the boundless fist pressure of the Emperor's Fist. Then they all felt that their wrists were getting colder, as if something was constantly gushing outwards. After that, amidst the four residual cries, the four bodyguards fell to the ground simultaneously. Their hands, which originally held guns, had separated from their bodies. In front of the wooden stick infused with the Chaotic True Energy, human wrists seemed so fragile.

  In an instant, he had taken down four bodyguards, and Yang Aiyue couldn't help but feel a little proud of himself.

  At this moment, he saw a flame spouting out, which was not shot at him, because his body was moving constantly in the narrow darkness like a ghost, and ordinary people's eyes could not catch their own tracks. At that time, he secretly cried out "not good", it must be that fatty shooting at that young man.

  "Crack!" Yang Ai's voice rang out in a low shout.

  A powerful surge of True Qi suddenly erupted, and the space where the bullet passed through momentarily became somewhat distorted. However, he still underestimated the speed of the bullet. Under the influence of the strong True Qi, although the bullet deviated from its original trajectory, the deviation was not great, and it went straight for the young man's shoulder.

  Oh no!

  The young man's face turned pale, and just as the bullet was about to hit him, a faint gust of wind suddenly appeared on his body. This gentle breeze carried a hint of pale blue light, which had limited power and only managed to push his body back slightly. The light flashed by, piercing through the young man's shoulder blade and flying out, silently leaving a small, deep hole in the wall nearby.

  Ah—— The young man let out a miserable cry, although the bullet hadn't penetrated his body, it still left a bloody gash on his shoulder.

  Looking for death!

  Rage filled Yang Ai's heart, and as the mixed yuan true energy in his body burst forth, he had already pounced towards that fatty, arriving before him in a flash of lightning. The wooden rod in his hand had transformed into the sharpest weapon in the world, and with a single slash through the air, one arm was already flying high into the sky.

  Even so, Yang Ai still didn't plan to let him off like this, his left fist swung out with force, and the fat man's stout body was lifted by the power of Hunyuan True Qi, then heavily slammed against the wall.

  Ah—— Fatso let out a loud shout like killing a pig.

  Today, I'll teach you a lesson. If you dare to bully others again, your lives will be at stake! Yang Aiqian was furious, but thinking that these people didn't deserve death, she scolded them for a few sentences before pulling the young man away from this filthy and dark corner as fast as possible. As for these losers, let them fend for themselves.

  They arrived at a small pavilion in the park, and the young man stared blankly at Yang Ai, panting heavily. The feeling of flying earlier had left him utterly astonished, and he couldn't understand how his lifesaver had managed to do it?

  After saving the young man, Yang Aiqian's sense of justice in his heart had basically disappeared. He could have taken the young man out and let him go, but the strange phenomenon that occurred on the young man's body when facing bullets made him change his mind. He clearly recognized that this seemingly weak young man might have something extraordinary about him.

  "There's no one around now, so speak up! After all, I saved you, don't I have the right to know what happened?" Yang Aiqian asked.

  Young man smiled wryly: "This big brother, what else do you want me to say? You also see how overbearing those guys are. My admiration for you is like the endless Yangtze River..."

  Seeing this guy still wanting to talk nonsense, Yang Aiqian interrupted his chatter and said: "What? I saved you, but you don't even want to tell the truth? I heard your previous conversation, if my memory is correct, you should be a thief. If I take you to the nearest police station, what will happen to you?"

  As soon as he heard this, the young man's face changed greatly, and he hastily begged in a low voice: "Big brother, just let me off, I have an elderly mother at home..." This guy was about to start that previous nonsense again.

  Yang Ai said impatiently: "Alright, spare me the nonsense. You look like you're at most 15 or 16 years old, where did this 80-year-old mother come from? Although your clothes are a bit ordinary, you don't seem to be someone who's short on money either. What did you steal from that fat guy, I'm not interested in knowing. There are two things I want to know: one is what you're going to use to compensate me for this new pair of pants I just bought, and the other is what's with the 'wind' that just appeared on your body? If your answers satisfy me, maybe I'll consider letting you go."

  The young man stared blankly at Yang Ai in front of him, muttering softly: "Why am I so unlucky, just escaped from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's lair."

  "What are you muttering about?" Yang Aiqian saw the young man muttering to himself and immediately tapped him on the head.

  Big brother, don't be so serious, it's just a pair of pants. I'll compensate you, isn't that enough? The young man said while taking out several RMB notes from his pocket.

  Yang Ai didn't ask for more and just took two.

  "Big brother, can you let me go now?" the young man asked.

  Yang Ai's face turned cold as she sneered: "You still haven't explained where the [Wind] on your body came from, I won't let you off that easily."

  Is there wind? What wind could be on me? Big brother, you must have seen wrongly. The young man stared blankly at Yang Ai in front of him.

  Yang Ai furrowed his brow and asked, "You really don't know what's going on with the wind around you?" Although the young man's expression was very sincere, he had a faint feeling that something was off.

  The young man smiled bitterly and said: "Big brother, just let me go, I really don't know what you're talking about."

  Yang Aiqian smiled strangely, patted his shoulder and said: "Don't worry, you will understand later. My name is Yang Aiqian, what's your name? Tell me the truth, what does your family do?"

  The young man said subconsciously: [My little brother is called Nie Feng, to be honest with you, big brother, there really isn't anyone in my family. I grew up in Cangzhi City and was an orphan since childhood.]

  As he said this, the young man seemed to think of something and whispered: [Big brother, what do you mean? What do you mean I'll understand later? Could it be... could it be that you...]

  Yang Ai smiled slyly and said: "You react pretty quickly, huh? From now on, you'll be following me. I don't want your money, after all, little brother's money is naturally big brother's too. Come with me."

  Big brother, aren't you talking nonsense? I'm a native of Tōji City and don't want to go anywhere else, so spare me. That...I'll leave first.

  Nie Feng stared blankly at his lifesaver in front of him, with an expression that was hard to believe.

  Having said that, without waiting for Yang Ai's response, he took off running.