Free Web NovelChapter 1020: Chapter 397: The DE Organization’s Rear Guard, Part 2
Zhang Beixing is not a traditional person. While the bond between comrades is indeed important in his heart, it’s not necessary to maximize losses over an utterly unbeatable enemy.
"Are you their helper?"
Leng Bing subconsciously tightened his grip on the hand that was shaking Jack’s, and instantly a trickle of blood flowed down Jack’s neck.
But what Leng Bing didn’t expect was that the middle-aged man wasn’t worried in the slightest and instead directly sat down on the chair opposite Leng Bing.
"If you want to do it, do it quickly. I really don’t care if they live or die."
"No, you can’t do this! Back then I provided considerable help to your organization, you’re here this time under the orders of your organization, right?"
Rose, sitting to the side, suddenly screamed hysterically, as if it was difficult to accept that this was the final outcome.
"I didn’t expect there to be a Great Grandmaster within the DE Organization!"
After saying this, Zhang Beixing got out of the car and walked step by step towards the hotel.
Zhang Beixing knew very well that the middle-aged man was definitely not someone Leng Bing could handle, and if he rashly let Leng Bing make a move, it would only lead to a dead end.
"But letting this kid suffer a little might also be a good thing."
Standing at the bottom of the hotel, Zhang Beixing looked up, his gaze like a torch, at the top-level room.
Whoosh...
Rose’s words made Leng Bing involuntarily turn his head to look at her, and just at that moment of turning, Leng Bing couldn’t help but regret it.
But even though he regretted it, it was too late, as Leng Bing felt a sinister wind sweeping toward him.
With no other choice, Leng Bing instinctively kicked Jack’s body forward, and the moment Jack’s body was kicked away, he also dodged to the side with extreme speed.
Leng Bing’s reaction speed wasn’t slow, but compared to the middle-aged man, it was still a bit lacking.
The middle-aged man somehow flashed to Leng Bing’s front and, without any fancy moves, simply threw a punch directly at Leng Bing’s body.
Leng Bing hurriedly crossed his arms in front of him, trying to block the middle-aged man’s attack.
But the moment the opponent’s fist touched Leng Bing’s arm, it didn’t feel like he was being hit by a person, but more like being struck by a high-speed train.
"Damn it!"
Leng Bing couldn’t help but curse in his heart, but just a momentary clash left his arms numb.
Looking at his arms naturally drooping as if broken, the expression on Leng Bing’s face gradually became serious.
"Don’t think I don’t know how you became a Great Grandmaster; you’re just one of the lucky ones among our experiments..."
The middle-aged man, knowing Leng Bing’s background, didn’t take him seriously, and his tone was full of sarcasm.
But it was precisely because of the words ’experiment’ that they pierced like a knife into Leng Bing’s chest.
"You bastard!"
Leng Bing shouted, pushing his power to the extreme, and charged at the middle-aged man.
"If you want to die, I can fulfill that wish!"
The middle-aged man clenched his fist again, ready to strike at Leng Bing at any moment.
However, this time the situation was different from before; just as Leng Bing and the middle-aged man were about to collide, a figure dashed between them at an even faster speed.
Leng Bing only felt as if he was being controlled by a strong force, then was directly thrown out, while the middle-aged man felt like his fist had hit a steel plate.
"Minister!"
Although he couldn’t see the other person’s appearance clearly, Leng Bing knew in his heart that the only person who could do such a thing at this time was likely his minister.
"I didn’t expect you to show up so quickly. I thought you’d let your subordinate endure more injuries."
After confirming the person’s identity, the middle-aged man showed no panic, instead appearing calm.
"I don’t recall your organization having someone as powerful as you. Although I encountered one or two peak Grandmaster level experts before, they should have been eliminated by me."
Zhang Beixing’s eyes stared intently at the middle-aged man in front of him, probably only showing such seriousness when matters concerning the organization were involved.
"What you destroyed was merely our research department, nothing more, hardly a devastating blow to us."
The middle-aged man sneered, and his words were filled with contempt for Zhang Beixing.
"I come from the organization’s backyard as part of the Eighth Squad of the Ten Knives Squad."
The backyard refers to the core area of the organization, and the Ten Knives Squad represents the most formidable force within the yard.
The Ten Knives Squad is ranked according to power, and even the middle-aged man’s strength ranked him only in the Eighth Squad, proving that the organization’s backyard is teeming with hidden experts.
The middle-aged man initially thought Zhang Beixing would become more cautious after hearing his introduction.
But Zhang Beixing completely ignored what he said, even walking directly to Leng Bing without paying any attention to him.
"Who was it that told me before there’d be no problem, and that I could rest assured?"
Instead of showing any concern, he kept mocking with a condescending attitude.
Hearing Zhang Beixing’s words, Leng Bing felt as if Zhang Beixing was stabbing his heart repeatedly with a knife.
Not comforting me is one thing, but mocking me in front of the enemy, how could there be such a leader!
Leng Bing’s heart kept wailing, but he could only think about this to himself. If he really spoke up, Zhang Beixing might kick him next.
After all, Zhang Beixing often said, "Fighting is kinship, scolding is love; if I truly love you, I’ll use my foot."
If he had to choose, Leng Bing would rather be hit by the middle-aged man in front of him than let Zhang Beixing, this Extraordinary Powerhouse, make a move.
"I think you can withstand three more attacks from that guy."
As Zhang Beixing said this, even the middle-aged man felt the situation was somewhat off.
Leng Bing had already guessed what Zhang Beixing was going to say next, struggling with his body to stop him from saying it.
But because of the middle-aged man’s attacks, the intense pain in his body made it hard to even speak.
"How about you spar with him a few more times, rest assured, I guarantee he won’t kill you!"
Had his body been more cooperative, Leng Bing might have burst into tears upon hearing Zhang Beixing’s words.
Even the middle-aged man now felt Zhang Beixing was being excessive, clearing his throat.
"I think while he can endure three more attacks, he might end up half-dead."
Even hearing his enemy speak up for him, Leng Bing felt even more despair.
"It’s fine, they ought to have a good hardening, otherwise they won’t understand pain."
Seeing Zhang Beixing’s justified expression, Leng Bing couldn’t help but shout internally.
"Boss, of course, we know what pain is, I’m already dying from it now!"
"But seeing your pitiable state, how about this: after he takes one more hit, you can sit and enjoy the show from the sidelines."
"Minister... I think if he strikes me one more time, I won’t have the chance to watch anything."
Leng Bing glanced at Zhang Beixing, full of pity and pleading in his eyes.
"Why not just kick me to death right now, Minister, at least I’d suffer less."
Leng Bing had somewhat adopted a resigned attitude.
Zhang Beixing had initially been joking with him, but upon hearing Leng Bing’s words, his face instantly showed a hint of displeasure.
"Since you want to die, I’ll be glad to oblige!"
