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Chapter 44 - Chapter 44: Wait. I have to pay him back for his life.

Villa second floor bedroom.

Han Ruoxue had just finished dealing with the company and was about to wash up and go to bed when she received a call from Chen Bao.

Chen Bao normally wouldn't contact her directly, especially at this late hour, something must have happened.

Sure enough, when she got through, she heard news that shocked her.

She was about to ask what was going on when the other person hung up.

Realizing the urgency of the situation, Han Ruoxue hurriedly called Ling Yi, but the result showed that the other party was offline.

With hardly any hesitation, she got up and ran towards the garage while continuing to call Ling Yi on her cell phone.

Because she was in too much of a hurry, even her slippers ran off on the road, she couldn't care less about picking them up, and ran directly into the garage with her bare feet, and then with a kick of the gas pedal, drove the Paramera toward Leaping Deer Mountain.

The mountain road that originally took ten minutes took Han Ruoxue only seven or eight minutes to run through.

When he got out of the car, he couldn't care less about the gravel on the road and ran barefoot to the front door, slamming it with his hand.

Ling Yi was practicing the Heaven Swallowing Record in the living room, and when he heard the commotion, he immediately collected his energy and went to open the door.

"Something?"

"Chen Bao said that Miss Qi is in trouble and they can't stop her." Han Ruoxue was succinct, "Get in the car, I'll send you over ..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Ling Yi running wildly towards the mountain cliffs, and then he leaped, actually jumping straight down from the top of the Leaping Deer Mountain!

She was so scared that she hurriedly followed her, only to see that Ling Yi had already landed on the ground, and after smashing a huge crater at the foot of the mountain, he ran in the direction of the suburb without the slightest stop.

Han Ruoxue was worried about Qi Shiyun and Xiao Xiao having an accident, so she couldn't care less about her feet, which were already bleeding from the abrasion, and restarted the Paramera, which sped toward the bottom of the mountain after a beautiful tail-swing.

At the same time, she dialed her grandfather's number.

Han Yuan should have already fallen asleep, and it took a second call to be answered.

"Grandpa, someone made a move on Master Ling's wife, and Grandpa Wu and the others couldn't stop them."

"What?!" Han Yuan's voice came out, audibly angry, "Asshole, when my Han family has no one? ---- Han Tao, tell the people to gather and follow me to ..."

The phone was hung up by Han Yuan, and Han Ruoxue didn't ask about her grandfather's arrangement again, but threw away her phone and focused on driving.

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Near the back door of the neighborhood, the silver moon was high in the sky and the ground was snow-covered.

Wu Qian lifted a pair of iron palms and after a dozen moves with Yuan Tiangang, he saw the right moment and imprinted his palm on Yuan Tiangang's chest with a low 'bang' sound.

Hearing this voice, Wu Qian's heart rejoiced, secretly saying, 'After receiving this slap, you are a body made of iron, you will still be injured!'

But before he had time to be happy, Yuan Tiangang smashed his fist on him as if he was nothing, blowing him seven or eight feet away, and when he landed, he smashed a deep pit in the ground.

"How is this possible!?" Blood seeped from the corner of Wu Qian's mouth, his eyes wide with disbelief, "Who the hell are you?"

"I am a guest of the red dust, I don't believe in ghosts, gods and Buddhas; I have many beautiful dreams in this life, and I am a straw raincoat in the state." Yuan Tiangang shook the straw raincoat on his shoulder and said without joy or sorrow.

"... "Hearing this, Wu Qian's eyes were about to glaze over, "You... you're 漴zhou Yuan Tiangang? The Yuan Tiangang who cultivates both internally and externally, who is full of innate astral energy, and who is most adept at killing patriarchs with his internal energy?!"

"It's a bit stupid to recognize it only now." Yuan Tiangang said indifferently.

"No wonder no wonder ..." After learning the identity of Yuan Tiangang, Wu Qian even the desire to climb up is gone, directly sitting on his butt in the big pit, shaking his head and sighed: "No wonder my palm prints up, you are unharmed, it's me showing off my skills up."

"Since you've resigned yourself to your fate, you should kill yourself to avoid suffering." Yuan Tiangang said coldly.

He'd seen so many cases of people running off and killing themselves after learning his identity that he didn't bother to do it himself again.

However, he saw that old man Wu Qian actually shook his head and stood up, and he, who had no fighting spirit before, was somehow suddenly full of wariness.

"To be able to die at the hands of you, Master Yuan, is considered an honor for me as a martial artist."

Wu Qian said, re-erecting his palms and assuming a defensive stance as he continued, "But I can't die just yet, I have to buy time for Miss Qi to escape. So, even if I can only delay you for a minute, even if I will have my entire body's bones broken by you, I will do nothing!"

"..." Yuan Tiangang's dark face was slightly moved.

However, he quickly looked resolute and raised his fist to slam it fiercely towards Wu Qian, "Then go to hell."

When Wu Qian saw Yuan Tiangang attacking, he didn't try to fight hard like before, and even gave up the idea of wanting to seriously injure the other party, but instead, his palms protected around his body, with a posture of only defending and not attacking, and dragging it out for as long as he could.

So facing this punch that Yuan Tiangang smashed over, Wu Qian first pushed to the right with his left palm, and then while backing up, he used his right palm to catch that punch and continued to pull it to the right, and by the time the fist hit him, it had already deviated from the original heart position, and instead blasted on the right side of his chest.

Wu Qian was once again smashed and flew backwards, and instead of blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, he was directly spitting blood out of his mouth.

But he stood up very quickly this time, and without caring about the pain on his body, he took the initiative to walk towards Yuan Tiangang ---- He can t retreat any more, and he must deaden Yuan Tiangang and entangle him here.

"I just used only forty percent of my strength and your ribs broke, if you hold on any longer, your ribs will pierce through your lungs and you'll be worse off than dead." Yuan Tiangang saw him coming and persuaded, "Kill yourself, it's not that painful."

"Hehehe ..." However, Wu Qian grinned, revealing his blood-stained teeth, and laughed, "Wait a little longer, it's not too late to kill yourself when you can't carry on."

"Stubborn!" Although Yuan Tiangang's heart was touched, he still raised his fist and slammed it towards Wu Qian once again.

Wu Qian this time stood with both palms in front of his body, waiting for that punch to come, trying to clip Yuan Tiangang's fist with his left and right together, but the result was that he touched it, but his force was not enough to block Yuan Tiangang at all.

''Bang!'' With a muffled sound, Wu Qian flew backwards, spraying out a mouthful of blood right in mid-air, presenting a bizarre sight under the bright moonlight.

When Wu Qian landed on the ground, he only gasped twice before struggling to stand up again.

And he could hear the 'clicking' sounds coming from his chest, clearly, more and more broken ribs.

"Still not giving up?"

"Wait a little longer." Wu Qian stood up his palms with difficulty, his expression agonized.

Yuan Tiangang shook his head, and without seeing any movement of his figure, he appeared in front of Wu Qian in an instant.

Wu Qian saw this and slapped his palm out, but Yuan Tiangang easily grabbed his wrist, then gently rotated it, only to hear a crisp sound, the bones of Wu Qian's arm were directly twisted.

"Ah!"

The immense pain caused Wu Qian to wail on the sky.

But soon, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain and bent his broken arm in reverse, while circling around behind Yuan Tiangang, strangling Yuan Tiangang's neck with his other hand, and wrapping his legs around him at the same time, in an attempt to trap him dead in place.

"Alas ..." Yuan Tiangang saw the situation, could not help but sigh, asked: "You can not escape death after all, so desperate for what? Suffer so much, why bother?"

After saying that, Yuan Tiangang just shook his body, and Wu Qian, who was wrapped around him, was shaken like a piece of paper and flew backwards, smashing heavily on the ground and spitting out blood.

At this moment, both of his arms and both of his calves were shattered.

But even so, he endured the excruciating pain, stretching the ground with his head and struggling to 'stand' up.

It was a pity that both of his lower legs had been broken, and even when he 'stood', he only stood on the ground with his knees, and it looked as if he was kneeling.

But Wu Qian, even on his knees, has more backbone than many standing people!

Yuan Tiangang was surprised to see this and asked, "You're like this, and you're still not going to cut yourself off?"

Only to see Wu Qian lifting up his broken arms with all his strength, the whistling cold wind blew his arms to the left and right, but Wu Qian's face was resolute: "Wait a little longer."

"... "Yuan Tiangang frowned, wondering what exactly Wu Qian was holding on to, it was completely different from those martial artists he had seen before, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Knowing that you have no chance of winning, why are you still fighting so hard? "

"The master has been kind to me, he healed his injuries and saved his life, a life that I have to return to him."