Chapter 59: One Word Suppresses the Field, Both Enemy and I Can Fly

Near the park, a long roar suddenly sounded.

"Old Beggar, don't be rampant, I'm coming!!"

The sound of the loudspeaker couldn't cover this roar.

People nearby moved one after another, gathering towards that direction.

I saw a black shadow, kicking up a trail of yellow dust, suddenly breaking into the park.

At least thirty or forty experts hired with high prices nearby witnessed this scene.

They all had sources of information and roughly knew the level Zhu Heng had previously displayed.

But as soon as they saw the speed and momentum of that black shadow, everyone's heart couldn't help but tighten.

How does this feel stronger than estimated?

Some people who came alone couldn't help but slow down their pace.

But those who were in groups had companions with whom they had tacit understanding, and they had more confidence; after slowing down slightly, they still wanted to catch up and wait for an opportunity.

*Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!!! *

Dozens of playing cards came through the air.

They were nailed to the scaffolding made of bamboo, nailed to the discarded sand filters.

Nailed in front of everyone's feet.

"The one holding the loudspeaker is from our Special Arrest Division."

In the shadow of the building, Fang Jun walked out, biting an unlit cigarette.

He scanned the crowd, his hands hanging low, a large number of playing cards spread between his palms and fingers, just one sentence.

"Special Arrest Division is handling a case, idlers keep out!"

The flat-headed man said angrily: "Can the Special Arrest Division steal business?"

Wang Jingli's face changed, and he slapped the flat-headed man on the forehead.

"Steal your head, is your brain flooded?!"

The Special Arrest Division is not on the scene, so everyone does some private work.

Stealing people in front of the Special Arrest Division is completely different from that.

Everyone often does the former.

If you dare to do the latter, you don't want to establish yourself in the country anymore.

Damaging a legitimate identity, paying for the foundation you worked hard to build, and ruining your future domestic market.

Unless it's someone who was already on the Special Arrest Division's blacklist, otherwise, surely no one would do such a stupid thing for a single business.

Therefore, because of Fang Jun's one sentence, dozens of people all stopped their steps!

However, their complexions were generally not very good; they were unwilling to leave too hastily, so they stayed where they were.

Wang Jingli forced a smile: "We won't go in, just relaxing here..."

Fang Jun had already turned and left; he still had to go and support Chu Tianshu.

To prevent people from other directions from coming to stir up trouble, and even more to guard against whether someone on the blacklist would really pop up.

The old madman had already run to the depths of the park at this time.

Four unfinished buildings stood tall, and the ground in the middle was full of rubble and sand piles.

More than a dozen sand-filtering screens were distributed here, and there was also a broken and abandoned concrete mixer.

Chu Tianshu was on the roof of the east building, noticed the path the old madman took, and extended his gaze in the opposite direction.

Exhausting his eyesight, he searched for Zhu Heng's possible hiding place; Kong Wenju and the antiques he carried with him were likely there too.

But just as he determined a rough direction, his gaze couldn't help but press down.

Because Chu Tianshu discovered that the old madman had already started climbing the building.

The layer of bamboo scaffolding built outside the unfinished building made it possible for ordinary people to climb to the top.

And the moment the old madman ran over, he jumped up, his feet stepping directly on a thick and long bamboo pole and running up.

In just a blink of an eye, he had already run to the height of the third floor.

The inertial potential energy and the gripping force of his feet seemed a bit insufficient.

The old madman switched to using his insteps to hook the bamboo pole, shrinking his whole body and hugging the bamboo pole.

Just like a monkey climbing a tree, his hands and feet moved nimbly and alternately, rushing straight up.

Clearly, he was said to be a madman, so his brain should be quite muddled.

But his reaction and movements were precise, and no trace of muddle could be seen.

"Old Beggar!"

Zhu Heng had already reached the top of the unfinished building, walked over in two big steps, full of momentum.

"In the past, I fought you for the Nine Yin Treasury, driven by money; a person cannot live without emotion, but I was for money, wanting to exhaust emotion and righteousness, unable to recognize myself, that's why I couldn't win you."

"Today is different from the past; today, I come not only for victory, but also for my son's expectation."

"I will definitely win!"

Chu Tianshu could feel that with this person's footsteps, a cold wind was forcing its way towards him, blowing his hair.

"Not bad, I heard that madmen are sometimes crazy people; you really have momentum."

Once Chu Tianshu was pressured, his fighting spirit soared, and the light in his eyes expanded and contracted.

"But the evidence for your judgment that you will win is still far from enough; if I must say, I also came for emotion..."

"Now, there is one more reason."

Chu Tianshu stared at him and could feel a large area of cruel, strong, and bright white halo in his chest.

"You have a very heavy evil spirit on you!"

Earliest at Kong Wenju's home, Chu Tianshu had detected real evil energy, but at that time he couldn't be sure if Kong Wenju had practiced any evil arts.

But Kong Wenju had been law-abiding for so many years, why did he suddenly steal a lot of things when he was old and head straight to Macau?

Zhu Heng, who specifically kidnapped young people, didn't grab young people in the warehouse battle, but instead directly grabbed Kong Wenju, the old man.

This matter also had many doubts.

Now, it seems there is a line that can connect these things together.

"What evil spirit?"

Zhu Heng glared, "Old Beggar, you just like to call what you don't like evil ways; today I am determined to kill you, so you have no chance to talk big again!"

Just as he was about to move, Chu Tianshu raised his hand first.

The loudspeaker was violently thrown out, emitting a cracking sound through the air.

Zhu Heng slashed with his hand.

According to the information, Zhu Heng used to practice the fist technique of the Great Sage Pigua Sect.

Once, as one of the well-known entrepreneurs in Macau, he discussed the investment matters of a fighting club with the business association representative of Fuso Kyokushin Karate, and they exchanged pointers on the spot.

Karate can split a raw ox horn with one palm.

Zhu Heng split a hair that had fallen from a karate master with his palm.

A slash in the air, and the hair that couldn't receive force was cut in mid-air.

After he went crazy, unexpectedly, he had no aggressiveness, and every day, besides meditating and daydreaming, he talked to his imaginary wife and children.

Living in a mental hospital for a few years like this, his kung fu must have regressed.

But now, his wave of the hand was clearly sharper than it was back then.

The metal shell of the loudspeaker was split directly by his palm.

The aluminum alloy, carbon fiber, and ceramic materials inside, all parts were shattered.

A normal big knife slashing over wouldn't produce such an effect; one would have to use a lathe's circular saw to cut it like this.

Chu Tianshu took the opportunity to take a step forward and stepped heavily on the ground.

The rooftop of this unfinished building was paved with grid-like steel bars, and the force transmission effect was particularly good.

Zhong Jinqiu had never had a good gun, but if he could see such good steel bars, he could just wrap a layer of cloth outside and use it as a good spear.

Chu Tianshu stepped down with ten percent of his skill, combining hardness and softness, exerting all his strength, and the force was transmitted forward at high speed, just exploding under Zhu Heng's feet.

The steel bar grid clanged!

Zhu Heng's feet couldn't help but leave the ground by three inches.

After Chu Tianshu's bow-step and shock-step, he just borrowed this step, long arms in front, and his whole body rushed out.

This is the spear technique in Taiji Fist.

Long arms like a spear, the whole person like a horse-riding assassin.

His fist was like a spearhead, and in this rush, he even shook out two afterimages, taking two places.

The old madman responded very quickly; the moment his body lost balance, he still had time to slash with a hand knife, the right hand knife hit the afterimage, but the left hand just happened to block Chu Tianshu's fist.

*Boom!!! *

The old madman's body flew backwards diagonally.

Seeing that he was about to fly off the rooftop, he actually twisted his waist in mid-air, his body turned sideways, and his right arm reached out with all his might.

It was as if he had expected it, just catching a large bamboo pole over there.

Although the bamboo pole was large, the top was thin, and it should not have been able to withstand the force of his rush.

But the moment his palm touched it, he shook it, the force was transmitted downwards, and the binding wires tied to the bamboo pole at each floor collapsed one after another.

The whole large bamboo pole separated from the floor and tilted outwards.

The old madman's body swung and shrank in mid-air, hugging the bamboo pole, spiraling in a circle, and sliding down rapidly.

Seven or eight silver needles were all nailed to the bamboo pole.

The old madman's hand shrank and probed rapidly; after the silver needles were set, his hand pressed back again.

Because it was too fast, it seemed as if every silver needle was just inserted between his fingers and the edge of his palm.

Following his downward momentum, those silver needles were all bent by his palm.

Before the bamboo pole really hit the ground, the old madman had already slid to the ground.

"He could even resolve this?!"

Chu Tianshu showed surprise; as soon as they met, he used his best and killing moves.

He had to knock the other party off the building in one go, but the other side was unharmed.

It provoked him to raise his eyebrows and kick another bamboo pole.

The whole bamboo pole shook, and the layers of binding wires collapsed.

Chu Tianshu's finger joints lengthened, his right sleeve flicked, cushioning his palm, and he grabbed the bamboo pole.

*Snap!!! *

He slid down almost in a straight line, chasing to the solid ground.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 60 =====