Chapter 101: Blood Thorn

  A beautifully decorated room inside.

  The middle-aged man who sent Lin San here stood in front of a monitor, his hands behind his back, staring intently at the screen without saying a word.

  Liu Yang stood aside and said softly: "Captain, both Gao Ge and Xiao Lang have been defeated. Do you want to send someone else to fight Lin San again?"

  The middle-aged man furrowed his brow, took a deep breath: "I didn't expect Lin San to be so formidable, defeating Gao Ge and Xiao Lang with just three punches and two kicks. It's hard to believe that based on the skills he has shown, even the elders in the group may not be his opponents."

  Liu Yang pursed his lips and didn't speak. A few days ago, Liu Yang had already said that Lin San was a very formidable person, but the middle-aged man seemed to not quite believe it, and insisted on taking action to test him out. Now he's done it, and has provoked Lin San. Let's see how he'll wrap things up next.

  "Go and let Blood Stinger try to probe Lin San." The middle-aged man suddenly spat out a sentence.

  "What? Let the bloodthirsty go?" Liu Yang was shocked.

  The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Yang: "What? Didn't you hear what I said?"

  Liu Yang curled up the corner of his mouth: "Squad leader, Blood Thorn is naturally cruel and will take lives as soon as he makes a move..."

  "What? Are you worried that Blood Thorn will kill Lin San?" the middle-aged man said calmly.

  Liu Yang shook his head: "No, I'm worried that Blood Thorn's life will be in danger." Blood Thorn was ruthless and treacherous, if he enraged Lin San, his life would probably be over. Liu Yang had personally witnessed Lin San's terrifying skills by the sea before, although Blood Thorn's kung fu was good, but compared to Lin San, there was still a certain gap.

  The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Liu Yang, you've lifted Lin San too high, haven't you? Even if Blood Stinger is not an opponent, self-defense should still be no problem."

  "But..." Liu Yang wanted to say something more.

  The middle-aged man waved his hand: "No need to say any more, just do it according to my intention."

  Liu Yang crooked his mouth, nodded, and turned around to leave the room.

  The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Lin San on the surveillance screen and said in a voice that only he could hear, "I'd like to see just how formidable you are."

  ……

  Lin San stood in the middle of the square, his face looking a bit ugly, being attacked by someone for no reason, it's really depressing!

  Lin San's expression changed suddenly, and he slowly turned around.

  A man in black clothes stood behind him, staring at Lin San with a pair of cold eyes.

  Lin San's eyes narrowed and his right hand slowly rose, for some reason, the black-clad man in front of him gave Lin San a very strong sense of danger.

  "Whoosh!" The man in black clothes suddenly appeared in front of Lin San, raised his fist and smashed it towards Lin San's face.

  So fast! Lin San secretly shouted, his right hand clenched into a fist and met the black-clad man's incoming punch.

  "Bang!" A dull thud, two fists heavily collided with each other.

  Lin San stood still on the spot, while the man in black flew out.

  "Thud, thud, thud..." The man in black flipped over and fell to the ground. Due to the excessive force, he uncontrollably retreated several steps, his body swaying before finally stabilizing.

  "Huh?" Lin San exclaimed in surprise, looking at the black-clad man: "You actually didn't fall to the ground? You really have some skills!" Just now, Lin San's punch had used three-tenths of his strength, enough to knock down a cow. Unexpectedly, this slender black-clad man in front of him had withstood it.

  The man in black took a deep breath and pounced again, perhaps knowing that Lin San's strength was great. This time the man in black did not collide with Lin San head-on, but instead used his super speed to attack Lin San's vital points all over his body.

  Lin San stood still, using only his right hand to block all the black-clad man's attacks, with a smile on his face and an air of ease.

  The man in black was shocked, his attack speed was top-notch in the entire organization, no one had ever been able to suppress him in terms of speed. Unexpectedly, today he met a tough opponent. This ordinary-looking young man, how could he be so skilled? I reckon even those arrogant elders in the organization wouldn't be a match for this young man.

  "Alright, that's enough playing around with you, take a rest now." Lin San said as he quickly reached out with his right hand and grabbed the shoulder of the man in black.

  The man in black was shocked and pale, just trying to break free from Lin San's restraints, when he felt an unstoppable force surging up his shoulders, and suddenly fell out, "Plop!" He sat down on the ground with a thud.

  Still in that beautiful and magnificent room.

  The middle-aged man's face changed color and said incredulously: "Blood Thorn is actually not his opponent."

  Liu Yang stood on one side, his expression was quite calm, as if he had known that Xue Chi would fail all along.

  "Where did Lin San learn such powerful kung fu from?" The middle-aged man seemed to be asking Liu Yang, but also seemed to be muttering to himself.

  "Team leader, let Bloodthorn come back, if we keep fighting, Bloodthorn will get hurt." Liu Yang's relationship with Bloodthorn was still pretty good, he didn't want to see anything bad happen to him.

  "Wait, Blood Thorn's true skills haven't been unleashed yet." The middle-aged man glanced at the surveillance screen and suddenly burst out laughing: "Blood Thorn is finally going to use his killer move."

  Liu Yang was taken aback, turned his head to look at the surveillance screen, and suddenly froze. He saw Xue Chi getting up from the ground, slowly pulling out two sharp small knives from his chest, and step by step approaching Lin San.

  When he saw the man in black suddenly take out two small knives, Lin San's eyes narrowed and he had already discovered that there was a patch of black on the blade of the two small knives, as if something had been applied to them. He wrinkled his nose slightly, and a pungent smell rushed into his nostrils. Lin San's face changed: "You actually applied poison to the blades!"

  "Hmm!" The man in black let out a cold hum, his body darting forward as he swung two small knives at Lin San's chest.

  "Looking for death!" Lin San's body lightly shook, and he disappeared from his original spot, reappearing behind the man in black. He lifted his foot and fiercely kicked the man's waist.

  The man in black reacted quickly, his body slightly twisted to avoid Lin San's kick, and with a backhand swing, the poisoned dagger stabbed towards Lin San's face.

  Lin San's face sank, and he directly grasped the blade with his hand.

  The black-clad man's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he was about to exert force to chop off Lin San's palm, but what happened next deeply shocked the black-clad man.

  A cloud of black smoke drifted out from Lin San's palm, and the blade of the small knife instantly turned into a pile of powder. With a blow of wind, the powder disappeared without a trace.

  The man in black stared at the empty knife handle, his eyes revealing extreme incredulity. This small knife was made of high-quality steel and forged with great craftsmanship. Although it couldn't be said to be able to cut through iron like mud, it was still extremely sharp. Moreover, the blade was coated with a deadly poison that would cause instant death upon contact. Yet, this young man not only showed no fear of the poison's toxicity but also easily crushed the blade... Oh, no, he directly pinched it into powder! How formidable was this?!

  Lin Sanke didn't give the black-clad man time to be stunned, reached out and flicked away the small knife that was all he had left, then pinched his neck and lifted him straight into mid-air.

  The man in black felt his whole body go limp, unable to exert even a thread of strength. The large hand grasping his throat was increasing its force, making it harder for him to breathe, and his face turned beet red.

  Lin San was enraged by the black-clad man's vicious and poisonous attack, and had already harbored murderous intentions. With a surge of strength in his right hand, he wanted to strangle the black-clad man's neck.

  "Spare his life!" A loud shout came from afar, and then two black shadows darted out of the small building. The leader was that middle-aged man, followed by Liu Yang.

  A middle-aged man rushed over, grasped Lin San's arm and said urgently, "This is all a misunderstanding, don't kill him."

  "Scram!" Lin San's arm trembled slightly as he shook off the middle-aged man's hand.

  The middle-aged man retreated several steps before regaining his balance, and the look in his eyes as he gazed at Lin San was filled with astonishment. The middle-aged man had practiced his handwork for over a decade, although it couldn't be said that he could shatter rocks or split wooden boards, but it should have been more than enough to grasp someone's arm firmly. Yet, just now, Lin San had simply flicked his wrist and the middle-aged man's hand was sent flying open - this was truly unbelievable.

  "Mr. Lin, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Seeing the middle-aged man being embarrassed, Liu Yang hurriedly stepped forward to mediate.

  Lin San stared at Liu Yang with a cold expression, without saying a word.

  "Uh..." The black-clad man, whose neck was pinched by Lin San, had his mouth wide open and his eyes bulging out, as if he was about to suffocate.

  "Mr. Lin, please spare him, he's just testing your skills and means no harm." Seeing the black-clad man on the verge of collapse, Liu Yang suddenly became anxious.

  At this time, the middle-aged man came to his senses and also rushed forward. This time, however, the middle-aged man did not dare to touch Lin San's body casually: "Mr. Lin, it's all my fault, they were sent by me to test you, if you want to get revenge, find me, please let him go!"

  Lin San glanced at the middle-aged man: "Why send someone to probe me? What kind of person are you!"

  "Mr. Lin, I'll tell you about these things later, please let go of the blood needle first, he's running out of air!" The middle-aged man said anxiously.

  "What's going on?" Lin San furrowed his brow.

  "This man you're choking is called Xue Ci, one of my subordinates. He was just following orders to attack you." the middle-aged man explained.

  Lin San squinted his eyes, relaxed his hand and threw the man in black onto the ground.

  "Cough...cough...cough..." The man in black lay on the ground, his hands covering his neck as he coughed violently.

  Liu Yang hastily stepped forward and gently patted the back of the man in black: "Breathe hard, relax a bit."

  It wasn't until quite some time had passed that the man in black's breathing finally became steady.

  "Phew..." Seeing that the man in black was okay, Liu Yang couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. It had been too close for comfort just now.

  At this time, the black-clothed man's eyes looking at Lin San were filled with horror, and he didn't dare to come forward and provoke him again. Even the most formidable person would fear a stronger one!

  "Now can you tell me what's going on?" Lin San turned his head towards the middle-aged man and said calmly.

  The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Yang: "Liu Yang, you are in charge of sending these wounded men to the infirmary."

  "Yes." Liu Yang nodded, put down the black-clad man who had recovered, and got up to check on the situation of the tall and large man who was still lying in the pit and the short man with a dagger inserted.

  "Mr. Lin, let's go inside and talk," said the middle-aged man, lifting his foot and walking towards the small building.

  Lin San furrowed his brow and followed closely behind.