Zhao Zhonghai hurriedly rushed forward, swinging the telescopic stick hard, and did his best to protect Lin Chuan and Zhou Rui. At this time, Zhao Zhonghai spared no energy. His breaths heavy like a bull, he almost felt as if he couldn't catch his breath.

"Brother, are you alright?" Zhao Zhonghai asked urgently.

"I'm fine!" Lin Chuan quickly straightened his back, an excruciatingly hot feeling from the wound on his back, as if a cold liquid was slowly soaking his back. Lin Chuan knew this was the rhythm of the blood flowing from the wound.

Qingzi stared at Lin Chuan, dumbfounded, never expecting him to protect her with his own body of flesh and blood. Inside Qingzi, something seemed to have violently breached her internal barriers. She hurriedly asked, "Mr. Lin Chuan, are you... are you really okay?"

"I… I'm fine." Lin Chuan shook his head.

Zhao Zhonghai gritted his teeth, "Damn it, there are too many people, we can't hold on anymore."

Zhao Zhonghai's strength was nearly drained, protecting three people by himself was obviously too much. Qingzi clenched her teeth, grabbed the knife in her hand, and darted into the enemy crowd. The previous moment Lin Chuan protected her and took that hit had stirred inner conflict in her.

Qingzi has looked down on Chinese people since childhood, thinking they are the weaklings of East Asia, a nation that can't support even a wall of mud. Thus, she intensely despised Chinese people. Had Fujii Katsuyoshi not left her behind in China, she certainly would not have wanted to stay.

On one side, she despised Chinese people, but on the other, she was protected by a Chinese man.

A monumental change occurred within her internal barriers, and such change made her deeply-rooted thoughts somewhat intolerable.

"Ah!!" Qingzi fought ferociously, intensely venting out.

Lin Chuan, enduring the severe pain, threw himself back into the battle. Zhou Rui became scared, panicked because she saw the blood continuously flowing from Lin Chuan's back wound. The glaring, eye-catching wound was hard for her to accept.

"My God!" Zhou Rui covered her mouth.

But, Lin Chuan did not stop, and still continued to fight.

Mr. Hu had over two hundred men, and nearly a quarter had been injured already. These people seemed to have lost their fighting strength, either with broken arms or knocked unconscious. Despite others still fighting, their morale was clearly no longer what it used to be.

Mr. Hu was squinting, lying on the Taishi Chair, evidently feeling that he had underestimated the combat strength of these few people. Mr. Hu said, "All of you, get them together!"

More than a dozen strong men who had been guarding Mr. Hu all along, all of them were experts, exceptionally skilled.

"Yes, Mr. Hu!" The more than ten people flexed their arms and legs, then they slowly walked over.

Zhao Zhonghai's telescopic stick had completely broken, and he switched to using his fists and feet. Suddenly, two men dashed towards him quickly. The coordination between the two was impressive. One attacked the upper three hits while the other attacked the lower three.

Bang…

Zhao Zhonghai was overwhelmed, and was immediately kicked flying by the opponent.

Pff…

Following that kick, Zhao Zhonghai spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Physical exhaustion was the main reason. Besides, after fighting for nearly an hour, his strength had already been spent. Now, when these two experts from Mr. Hu's side made their move, Zhao Zhonghai's barely supported body couldn't handle it.

"Brother Zhao!" Lin Chuan grabbed Zhou Rui and dashed over swiftly.

Zhou Rui only felt a stumble, and the next thing she knew, she was flung over and found herself next to Zhao Zhonghai. Zhao Zhonghai struggled to climb up, said, "Damn it, too many people, can't hold on."

"You protect Zhou Rui, let me handle this." Lin Chuan squinted, staring at the two burly men in black clothing.

The two men were surrounded closely by many subordinates. The two burly men glanced at Lin Chuan, chuckled coldly saying, "Lin Chuan, get ready to die!"

Having said that, the two launched another attack. Although these two guys were not weak, they still seemed powerless before Lin Chuan. Holding the now-bent iron rod, Lin Chuan ferociously greeted them. Initially, there was some struggle, but with a turning spear, Lin Chuan beat them rolling and crawling.

Bang bang…

Lin Chuan swung the iron stick violently, whacking the two burly men who, with bleeding heads, scuttled through the crowd holding their heads.

"Trash!" Lin Chuan sneered, holding the iron rod now stained red with rust and blood.

"Attack together." Captain Dai was still hiding behind the crowd, giving orders.

Seven or eight burly men in black clothes immediately surrounded Lin Chuan.

"Lin Chuan, be careful." Zhou Rui's face turned pale with fear.

"Hm!" Lin Chuan nodded.

By then, the opponents were already approaching with knives and clubs. Lin Chuan craned his neck, grinned, and said, "Just with you guys?"

"Kid, your time is up." The seven or eight burly men scornfully looked at Lin Chuan.

These people, each one of them a top-notch expert, possessed extraordinary abilities. Any individual among them could be considered a master. They were very satisfied with their own capabilities and equally confident in themselves. Although Lin Chuan was formidable, they had the advantage in numbers.

Seven or eight people surrounded Lin Chuan.

At that moment, Qingzi leaped into the air and moved closer: "I want to fight side by side with you!"

"Hehe, good." Lin Chuan nodded.

Qingzi, holding a katana, coldly watched the opponent. Both sides were now in a standoff. The leader in black chuckled coldly: "A woman? We won't be showing any mercy."

"Just bring it on." Qingzi gritted her teeth.

"Oh, a Japanese woman?" The brawny leader obviously noticed Qingzi's accent.

"Hmph!" Qingzi snorted coldly.

"Attack!" The leader in black sneered: "Capture this woman to present to Mr. Hu. Let Mr. Hu properly 'train' her. Mr. Hu really enjoys 'training' skilled, beautiful women with stubborn temperaments like hers."

Mr. Hu sat behind and grinned, amused that his men knew him so well.

Mr. Hu, with a smile, said: "Don't let either of these women go. I want them both."

"Rest assured, Mr. Hu." The brawny man in black nodded, saying: "We will definitely capture them for you."

Several men immediately rushed forward. Seven or eight strong men attacked Lin Chuan and Qingzi. Lin Chuan and Qingzi exchanged a glance, reading each other's resolute determination from their eyes. Lin Chuan swung his curved iron rod and charged forward.

A whirl of blade lights and sword shadows, and the sides ended up in a draw.

Qingzi's katana split the opponent's machete, yet her blade was left without a single scratch. This was indeed a finely forged steel weapon, no wonder Qingzi always carried it with her.

Crack...

With a tricky angle, Qingzi's katana chopped down at the opponent. With one strike, she severed the opponent's arm on the spot. The opponent was shocked, hurriedly clutching their bleeding arm and retreating with half an arm dangling. The brawny man forcibly endured the pain, but his face was extremely pale as blood flowed through his fingers.

Lin Chuan swung his iron rod continuously, battering the seven or eight strong men into disarray.

Dark Soldiers, even when in desperate straits, would never be easily bullied.

Lin Chuan was a front-line soldier, a pinnacle presence in the world's top teams. As a leader among the elites, he was the king's soldier among warriors—battle machine, killer king. Any person Lin Chuan wanted dead was surely doomed. Besides his powerful lethality, he also possessed extraordinary endurance to kill invisibly.

For Lin Chuan, the current situation was nothing major; however, because of Zhou Rui's hindrance, he was unable to fight freely.

With Zhao Zhonghai's help, Lin Chuan finally could fight freely.

Even seven or eight powerful strong men couldn't stop Lin Chuan's attacks or obstruct his advance.

"Kill!" Lin Chuan was nearly blinded with rage.

The seven or eight men were beaten scattered and fragmented. Seeing this, Captain Dai urgently shouted, "You idiots, what are you dawdling for, go, go!!"

That bunch of onlookers finally started to move.

Lin Chuan looked at the exhausted, flushed Qingzi and said, "Qingzi, you guys hurry and leave, I'll cover you!"

"No, Mr. Lin Chuan, if we leave, we leave together," Qingzi firmly said.

"What are you talking about?" Lin Chuan frowned and snapped, "Stop talking nonsense and just go."

Qingzi hesitated for a moment but stayed.

Seeing her unmoved, Lin Chuan then said, "Your stamina is almost spent, if we don't leave now, we might really have to stay here. I failed today, but we can always start over another day."

Qingzi clenched her teeth and said, "No, I'm not leaving. Mr. Lin Chuan, you took a hit for me, how could I leave at this moment? I absolutely won't go."

Lin Chuan, feeling somewhat helpless, then said, "Then you must be careful."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin Chuan, I surely will," Qingzi nodded.

Although the wound on her shoulder was somewhat stinging, it couldn't obliterate the touch of fiery emotion in her heart. Lin Chuan taking that hit for her had completely conquered her heart. This had also changed her view of Chinese people, particularly of Chinese men.

As the opponents rushed over, Lin Chuan did not hesitate and surged forward. He swung his iron rod in a dance of blades and swords, Lin Chuan was like a mudfish swimming through water, his foes couldn't grasp his tactical movements, stranded by Lin Chuan's constraints as if he was gripping their throats. Lin Chuan's movements were swift, constantly fighting, leaving the foes utterly confused.

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