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Cao Borin originally intended to use the promise that the Mei Organization would not move against Xin Yi as a condition to negotiate for his release. However, he did not expect that Xin Yi would not appreciate this gesture and coldly replied, "But if the Mei Organization does not move against me, I want to take action against the Mei Organization!"
"You... what do you want to do?" Cao Borin asked in surprise. He could not believe that this young man before him was so ungrateful; it was already a huge concession for the Mei Organization not to oppose him. Did he really want to actively confront the Mei Organization? After all, no one in Taiwan dared to cross the Mei Organization. Even generals commanding large armies were wary of them. What made this young outsider so fearless?
At that moment, the agents brought by Cao Borin had already retreated, holding their guns aimed at both Cao Borin and Xin Yi. Although Cao Borin had ordered them out, he did not tell them to lower their weapons, so these agents remained poised to shoot at any moment. Xin Yi tightened his grip on Cao Borin's hand and pressed the gun's muzzle against his temple, coldly saying, "Aren't you going to tell them to put down their guns?"
Cao Borin paused and said, "Do you really want to oppose the Mei Organization? You need to think carefully about the consequences of doing so. Perhaps you can kill me, but you may not be able to walk out of this stone forest today. Even if you are lucky enough to escape, the Mei Organization will pursue you relentlessly! No one who has opposed the Mei Organization has ever ended well!"
"Is that so? Then I must thank you for your reminder, Chief Cao!" Xin Yi said as he suddenly swung his left arm, launching a flying knife towards a stone pillar. With a piercing scream, an agent from the Mei Organization who was preparing an ambush fell from the stone pillar, a knife embedded in his forehead—he was dead. Earlier, while on top of the stone pillar, Xin Yi had counted the number of people Cao Borin brought with him and noticed two were missing after they all came out. It seemed that Cao Borin had kept some backup hidden away, waiting for an opportunity to strike from the shadows. Thus, Xin Yi had taken out a flying knife and remained vigilant of his surroundings. Sure enough, when Cao Borin made his threatening remarks, Xin Yi spotted a dark figure on a stone pillar reflected in the fallen lens of Cao Borin's sunglasses and immediately threw his knife at that person.
Seeing Xin Yi kill one of his subordinates with a single motion, the Red-Faced Man angrily shouted, "Kid! You will pay for what you've done today!" The Red-Faced Man was Wu Zhi, Deputy Section Chief of the Intelligence Division and Cao Borin's right-hand man. He had mastered external martial arts to an extraordinary level. In his early years, he was a monk from Heavenly Pride Nation who became strong and powerful through rigorous training in Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt and Mighty Vajra Palm. However, this monk was overly energetic and morally corrupt; after acquiring martial skills, he acted recklessly and kidnapped and killed numerous female pilgrims visiting temples. Eventually, when police tracked him down, he broke through encirclements formed by dozens of detectives and armed police officers and fled to Taiwan. After arriving in Taiwan, he continued his criminal activities until he was cornered by two companies of Taiwanese military forces in a valley surrounded by cliffs. They used tear gas extensively before capturing him; they spared his life because they recognized his martial skills. Wu Zhi was subsequently recruited by Taiwanese authorities into the special task force of the Mei Organization's Intelligence Division. Upon joining the Intelligence Division, he learned that it was Chief Cao Borin who had fought for his life all those years ago; thus he served Cao Borin diligently.
For years Wu Zhi relied on his Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt and Mighty Vajra Palm to act arrogantly but treated his savior Cao Borin with utmost respect. Now seeing his benefactor threatened by someone who could easily kill one of his subordinates with a flying knife filled him with rage; if it weren't for Cao Borin being in Xin Yi's hands, he would have rushed over to tear Xin Yi apart.
However, Xin Yi merely glanced at him disdainfully and coldly said, "Whether or not there is a price to pay is not up to you; hurry up and bring out the other person if you don't want another subordinate dead."
"Little Xin, I've brought him out for you!" Xu Maogong's loud voice came from nearby as he dragged someone by their collar toward them. The person's legs dragged on the ground without any reaction; they seemed to have fainted. Following Xu Maogong were Roxy and Topology, both aiming their guns at the person’s body. When they reached Xin Yi's side, Xu Maogong threw the person onto the ground and said, "This kid tried to climb up a stone pillar but fell halfway down; look at him now! What’s there to show off about? Today's youth really overestimate themselves."
Wu Zhi's eyes nearly burst with fury; how could over ten elite agents from the Mei Organization be toyed with by just four people? The person on the ground clearly looked like they had been knocked unconscious yet that old man insulted them so shamelessly—it was an affront to the Mei Organization! If Wu Zhi could still hold back now, he wouldn't be called Wu Zhi anymore. Since they had taken Cao Borin hostage, he could also take someone from their side as leverage. The only one without a gun was that old man; thinking this way Wu Zhi lunged forward trying to grab Xu Maogong's left shoulder.
Xu Maogong had his back turned toward Wu Zhi; although he couldn't see his movements, decades of martial arts training were not in vain—he could sense someone attempting an ambush just from sound alone. He quickly sidestepped Wu Zhi's grab and countered with lightning speed towards Wu Zhi's wrist. Wu Zhi did not expect this old man’s reflexes would be so sharp; in an instant he found himself caught by Xu Maogong.
Wu Zhi let out a surprised "Oh!" Based on how it felt on his wrist, this old man must also be skilled in external martial arts—his grip felt like steel claws tightly holding onto him—but Wu Zhi’s own martial skills were formidable as well. He shook his wrist forcefully and broke free from Xu Maogong’s grasp. This series of actions occurred in a flash; others barely saw how their struggle unfolded before one round of combat concluded.
Seeing Wu Zhi manage to escape from his control surprised Xu Maogong; he hadn't expected this Red-Faced Man would possess such impressive martial skills. Suddenly intrigued, he turned to Xin Yi and said, "Little Xin, don’t mind us; let me have some fun with this monkey butt kid." As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and shouted at Wu Zhi: "Hey! Monkey butt kid! State your name; your Xu grandfather does not kill nameless people!" Everyone present nearly burst into laughter upon hearing Xu Maogong’s words—was this old man time-traveling? How could he come up with such ancient battlefield banter?
But there was one person who did not feel like laughing, and that was Wu Zhi. The dignified Deputy Section Chief of the Mei Organization's Intelligence Division was actually being called "Monkey Butt Kid," and it was in front of so many subordinates. At that moment, Wu Zhi felt nothing but humiliation and anger. He could no longer bother to respond; all he wanted was to crush that old man in front of him with his iron fists to relieve the hatred in his heart. Wu Zhi remained silent, raising both hands to strike at Xu Maogong's chest. These two strikes were delivered with all his might in a fit of rage, possessing the strength to break stone. Seeing the ferocity of Wu Zhi's attacks, Xu Maogong dared not take them head-on and retreated two steps with a quick push off his toes. Wu Zhi would not let him escape, lunging forward again with another strike, but Xu Maogong evaded once more, retreating another two steps.
Wu Zhi continued his assault while Xu Maogong kept dodging. In just a moment, Wu Zhi had thrown over ten strikes, yet Xu Maogong had not engaged him directly even once. By this time, Wu Zhi was so furious that he shouted, "Old bastard! You're just a coward! If you have guts, take a hit from me!" Xu Maogong, however, remained calm and unbothered, laughing heartily as he replied, "Monkey Butt Kid, if you have guts, try hitting your grandpa Xu! It won't help to shout if you can't even land a blow on me, hahaha..." In truth, it wasn't that Xu Maogong didn't want to confront him directly; if it had been ten years ago, he would have certainly dared to exchange blows with Wu Zhi. However, now that he was older and his physical strength had diminished significantly, the Crimson Sun Palm he practiced was also a type of powerful external martial art that required robust physical strength to unleash its full potential. From the fact that Wu Zhi was able to break free from his control earlier, Xu Maogong knew that his opponent must be physically strong and vigorous. Coupled with the formidable Mighty Vajra Palm that Wu Zhi was using, Xu Maogong chose not to engage directly but instead relied on strategy.
Xu Maogong's goal was to provoke Wu Zhi into a frenzied attack. Everyone has limits to their stamina; even the most vigorous person will tire eventually. Once fatigued, their martial prowess would be greatly diminished. For an energy-consuming external martial art like the Mighty Vajra Palm, Wu Zhi could only unleash a limited number of powerful strikes before exhausting himself. After this initial burst of energy, his stamina would naturally wane, at which point Xu Maogong could easily subdue him.
At this moment, Wu Zhi's movements and strikes had noticeably slowed down. Large beads of sweat rolled down his red face like those of a monkey's backside, and his breathing became heavy. Even the onlookers could see that Wu Zhi was in trouble. Xu Maogong knew that the time for him to act was approaching. He suddenly leaped out of the circle and shouted loudly, "Kid! Take this!" Upon hearing this, Wu Zhi quickly inhaled deeply and gathered his energy as he pushed both palms against Xu Maogong's incoming palms. This strike was like a tightly drawn bowstring suddenly released; its power was formidable. Wu Zhi intended to use this strike to inflict internal injuries on Xu Maogong. However, despite exerting all his strength into these two palms, they still missed their target because Xu Maogong had merely feigned an attack. Just as their palms were about to meet, Xu Maogong suddenly leaped aside and laughed, "Kid, I’m just playing with you!"
Wu Zhi felt a surge of frustration.
As Xu Maogong sidestepped, he quickly turned back around and called out again: "Kid! Take this!" His palms shot toward Wu Zhi's chest like lightning; this time it was real. Wu Zhi realized that this strike was genuine but after exerting all his strength moments ago, he could no longer muster all his power and could only hastily raise his palms in response.
With a loud bang as their palms collided, Wu Zhi's hands were struck by Xu Maogong’s palms and slammed against his chest. He staggered back several steps with a thud and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You... you tricked me!" Wu Zhi said while blood spilled from his mouth as he pointed at Xu Maogong.
"That's right; I tricked you. But you fell for it—can you blame me? I've never seen someone so foolish; honestly... calling you Monkey Butt is an insult to monkeys," Xu Maogong replied helplessly.
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