'Bang.'

"No, no, little brother, you need to go, go quickly, don't worry about me."

'Bang.'

After five consecutive shots, Xiaofan's legs had been hit twice, and smoke was rising from where the bullets had pierced his body.

The man slowly fell, his eyes starting to lose focus, as the heavy bleeding made his face particularly pale. His breathing began to intensify.

Inside the large truck, there was a stunned silence; everyone was in disbelief at the scene they were witnessing. Was that perverse guy really going to die here?

"Ah, ah..." Feng Feifei had already collapsed on the ground in tears. Was she destined to be alone for life? Just when she had finally fallen in love again, was she going to watch him die right in front of her eyes?

If she had to bear such a blow again, Feng Feifei would completely break down.

"Li Kuo, charge in!"

"Charge in to die?" Li Kuo's fists were clenched tightly. He wasn't selfishly concerned about his own life, but Xiaofan's originally rational thinking had always influenced everyone. At this moment, they all knew what they had to do.

If that day ever came, they would carry out Xiaofan's final command until it was complete.

Everyone stared intently at the screen, praying that the maniac could keep being a maniac and get back on his feet.

But if he stood up now, wouldn't he still be shot?

At this moment, Zhu Fan watched Xiaofan fall to the ground without moving, chuckling to himself.

"Really, I wasted so much time just to kill you; I think you should call yourself a cockroach instead of Mantis. Your life is really tough."

Turning around, Zhu Fan prepared to board the helicopter. However, he suddenly turned back to look at Xiaofan lying on the ground: "No, I must give you one more shot in the head. If you really have the life of a cockroach, I must make sure you're absolutely dead."

Taking two steps closer, Zhu Fan aimed the pistol at Xiaofan: "This time, let's see if you can have any natural reaction."

'Bang.'

'Whoosh.'

The being that was as still as a dead fish finally sprang up from the floor at the moment the shot was fired.

Avoiding the bullet successfully, Xiaofan suddenly burst out, but his target wasn't Zhu Fan; instead, it was the woman beside the railing.

'Whoosh.'

A toothpick darted out, hitting the opponent when no one noticed, and in the first instance, he arrived in front of Feng Feifei.

"Brother..."

"Go, quickly."

At this moment, Xiaofan's eyes were bloodshot, and his pants were stained red with blood. Of course, during the previous shooting, he had deliberately avoided his muscles and bones; though he was bleeding, it didn't affect too much of his ability to move.

"Want to leave? No way." Zhu Fan raised the pistol again, but this time aimed at Feng Feifei: "You have guts, why don't you block this bullet for her?"

'Whoosh.'

Block? Xiaofan ignored Feng Feifei's safety, striding swiftly toward Zhu Fan.

"What?" Zhu Fan looked at the charging Xiaofan in bewilderment and quickly pulled the trigger.

'Click, click, click...'

"Your pistol had only seven bullets. You hit me six times, and the last bullet was wasted. Let's see how you're going to shoot now."

"Bastard."

With no time to think, Zhu Fan hastily threw the pistol aside and faced Xiaofan's assault.

"I just don't believe with your lousy body that you can beat me?"

"No, whether I beat you or not is one thing, whether you can escape or not is another, if I'm not mistaken, that woman can pilot a helicopter, and you can't..."

"Damn..."

Yes, Xiaofan guessed right; although Zhu Fan was a genius, he wasn't omnipotent, not everything had he had time to learn. For example, he couldn't pilot this helicopter.

"Hmph... Even if I want to leave now, you can't stop me."

"You might escape today, but do you think you can run for a lifetime?"

"Yes, I have to kill you to be at peace forever."

'Bang.'

A tremendous force sent Xiaofan flying; his Inner Strength had long been exhausted to a parched state. The only thing keeping him going was his formidable willpower.

At this moment, inside the large truck.

"No, I can't sit still. If I die, so be it." Li San finally spoke up.

"I'm going too."

"Me too."

"Everyone, sit down." Li Kuo stopped them from stepping out of the cabin again.

"Li Kuo, even if we can't fight anymore, we can't let Xiaofan hold on by himself, right? We came together, either we go back together, or even if we die together, I'm not afraid." Li San said righteously.

"Everyone sit tight, we're driving in."

"Huh? Okay, quickly."

On the rooftop, Xiaofan was completely on the defensive, taking hits. If it weren't for his last breath, his consciousness would have disappeared long ago. Suddenly, a hallucination appeared in his mind, something that had happened a long time ago, the time when she first came to his home.

"Pay attention to see clearly the opponent's speed and direction when using the Grapple Hand, grab the opponent's joint."

"Practice again, it's not right. Once you have a hold on them, you must never let them easily escape. Once they escape, you'll completely lose the initiative. Only by capturing them can you seize all the advantages."

It was as if he returned to when Shen Zuimo was strictly instructing him. To hold on to something? Zuimo, I've always listened to you. This time, I'll rely on you.

'Bang.'

He took a solid punch to the chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiaofan's mouth, the blood mist spraying directly on Zhu Fan's face, causing his vision to blur temporarily.

Now's the chance...

Despite standing firm, Xiaofan took a small step forward, forcefully grabbing Zhu Fan's incoming right wrist, pushing forward, pulling back, dragging his body to countergrab him.

'Crack.'

"Ah."

The sound of a bone breaking came, followed by Zhu Fan's cry of pain.

"Bastard..."

"Crack."

"Ah, you bastard."

Zhu Fan had always been wary of Xiaofan's toothpick and other unique moves, but he hadn't expected him to use the simplest Grapple Hand, and once he caught hold, it was like being pinched by a crab's claw. A slight squeeze could dislocate his hand.

After the right hand was broken, he realized if both hands got dislocated, he'd be done for.

"Ah, damn it." Zhu Fan jumped up, intending to crash heavily onto the ground, forcing Xiaofan to let go.

But how could Xiaofan let him succeed? He also jumped up, fiercely toward the railing.

Zhu Fan hadn't expected Xiaofan to choose such a mutually destructive way, hurriedly gripping Xiaofan's arm. Meanwhile, Xiaofan firmly gripped the railing, leaving them both suspended in mid-air on the rooftop of the fourth floor. If Xiaofan let go, they would both undoubtedly fall.

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