Chapter 795: I will surely take his life

With a bang, the thug's facial bones instantly collapsed.

The thug didn't even have time to let out a scream before his body went limp and collapsed, utterly lifeless.

The remaining few still tried to surround and ambush him, but Lin Yuan raised his hand and swept horizontally, his palm wind domineering and icy!

He successively shattered the shoulder bones of several people.

The broken bone shards pierced through flesh, and several people screamed as they fell and rolled, completely losing combat ability.

Lin Yuan's wounds all over his body were torn by the gale, excruciating pain piercing his heart, yet it didn't move his stance in the slightest.

He sank his waist and stepped forward, charging straight into the several iron rods sweeping toward him, neither dodging nor evading, his arm muscles tensing instantly as he bore the heavy blows head-on.

The iron rods slammed into his flesh-and-blood body, emitting a heavy, dull impact boom,

The rods instantly bent and deformed from the shock, while Lin Yuan, using the rebound force, closed in and grabbed a thug's head with one hand, violently driving his elbow upward.

Just as the two cleared the last obstruction and were about to lunge toward the helicopter,

The fuselage shuddered violently, the rotor speed surged, and powerful lift raised the body slowly off the ground.

Qin Bore beside him moved even more swiftly and fiercely.

Her dagger... traced arcs of cold light in the wind pressure.

Qin Bore weaved through the crowd, each dagger strike precisely sealing the throat's vital point.

As her blade flashed, it exploded repeatedly; in just a few breaths, the dozens of remaining guards on the rooftop all collapsed in pools of blood, none able to rise and block.

The fuselage kept climbing, the wind howling around it with a tremendous roar, completely drowning out the rooftop battle's echoes.

Inside the cabin, Du Jie clung desperately to the seat armrest, watching the ground recede and the two pursuers shrink.

Du Jie's tense nerves finally relaxed somewhat, yet the depths of his eyes still held extreme fear.

Du Jie frantically bellowed, urging:

"Faster! Faster! Full throttle ascent! Leave this place immediately!"

Half a meter off the ground, one meter, two meters...

At this critical moment, Lin Yuan's eyes flashed sharply, killing intent surging in his gaze.

He would not allow Du Jie to escape just like that.

Lin Yuan's feet slammed into the ground, all his remaining brute strength erupting.

Lin Yuan sprinted across the blood-soaked ground, leapt into the air, and lunged for the rooftop's edge.

The pilot dared not hesitate, pushing the lever to accelerate.

The helicopter surged upward into the sky, about to completely leave the rooftop's range and vanish.

The instant he landed, Lin Yuan sank his waist, legs locking into a firm stance, his back bowing like a taut bow.

Lin Yuan's muscles bulged to the extreme, veins snaking up his arms to his neck.

Immediately after, he violently exerted force with both arms, yanking backward with all his might!

The thick load-bearing iron chain of the fixed equipment on one side of the rooftop... was locked onto by Lin Yuan at a glance.

This chain was thumb-thick, forged of refined steel, extremely sturdy, firmly anchored in the rooftop's concrete base.

Lin Yuan leapt up, his fingers suddenly clenching, gripping the icy, heavy chain tightly; his old palm wound tore open instantly, blood seeping through the chain links and soaking the whole chain.

Lin Yuan grabbed the chain, then swung it aloft, the chain directly latching onto the helicopter above!

With a booming roar of tremendous force, the solid rooftop base trembled slightly, the entire taut chain pulled straight, bending to an extreme arc.

The ascending helicopter... was suddenly seized by a terrifying force, its rapid ascent halted instantly!

The nose plunged downward, the fuselage shook violently, the rotors spun wildly in empty air, emitting a piercing whine, nearly losing control and crashing.

Boom!

Du Jie inside the cabin... was shaken by the sudden tug, slamming hard into the cabin wall, dizzy and disoriented.

Du Jie's initial joy of escape shattered instantly, extreme fear sweeping over him again.

He turned his head to look through the window at the blood-soaked figure below, gripping the chain with all his might to oppose the helicopter's lift, =……

Du Jie's pupils contracted, his face filled with shock.

He had never seen such terrifying physical strength—one man, one chain, actually holding back a fully loaded helicopter rising into the sky!

Fear completely consumed Du Jie's reason; he hastily snatched the cabin's spare handgun, gripping it tightly with both hands, his arms trembling violently from panic, he pointed the gun out the window at the taut chain and pulled the trigger frenziedly.

Bang bang bang!!

Bullet after bullet... slammed hard into the chain links, spraying blinding sparks across the sky, the piercing metallic impact tearing through the evening wind.

The hard steel chain... under the dense barrage of bullets, continually trembled and shed tiny steel fragments, its surface pitted and uneven, each gunshot gouging a dent of varying depth into the chain.

The rapid, violent gunfire rang out continuously, bullets whistling with scorching heat as they hammered the refined steel chain nonstop.

Qin Bore stood at the rooftop's edge, her cold eyes fixed on the panicked Du Jie firing inside the cabin.

Qin Bore's dagger was poised to strike, but the helicopter's violent shaking and the chain blocking the view prevented her from finding a precise angle for a shot or thrust; she could only lie in wait, watching the situation closely.

Lin Yuan still clung to the chain, unmoving.

The gale tore at his bloodstained clothes, all his wounds bursting open under the tremendous pull,

Blood dripped steadily down his arm, splashing onto the rooftop floor, blooming into specks of crimson.

Lin Yuan clenched his teeth, only stubborn killing intent left in his eyes; even if his arms went numb and his bones ached, he refused to loosen his grip in the slightest.

He still relied on his extreme physical brute strength to drag the helicopter back, not allowing it to escape even a bit.

As the bullets kept striking, the originally sturdy refined steel chain accumulated more and more cracks, the links continually deforming and twisting at their joints.

Countless steel fragments flew in the gale, the chain's tense vibration growing ever more shrill, already on the verge of breaking.

Du Jie inside the cabin... had gone completely mad, never stopping the trigger, the magazine emptied in a torrent, he immediately reloaded and kept spraying.

Du Jie never paused for a moment, every bullet slamming straight into that load-bearing chain.

Crack!!

Finally, at the moment the last bullet precisely struck the most severely damaged chain link.

The precision steel chain that had borne extreme pulling force and dense gunfire could no longer hold, and suddenly snapped in the middle!

Instantly…… the helicopter, freed from its restraint, shuddered violently, broke free of the deadly drag, its nose jerked upward, the fuselage shot up rapidly, and it darted out at extreme speed into the pitch‑black night sky.

The heavy chain tail, carrying tremendous inertia, was flung out violently, slamming heavily onto the concrete rooftop and exploding into a spray of rubble and blood.

"Lin Yuan, Qin Bore…… today's humiliation, I, Du Jie, etch it in my heart! Wait, I will repay it a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

Du Jie lay against the cabin window, watching the rooftop recede completely below, watching the two figures that could no longer stop him, his tensed nerves finally relaxed, and he roared!

The manic laughter of having survived the disaster…… suddenly crept onto Du Jie's face.

Du Jie he gasped heavily, cold sweat drenched his whole body, yet his eyes were full of ruthless glee.

On the rooftop, the wild wind continued to howl.

The hoarse howl…… mingled with the wind and drifted far away.

The helicopter's speed kept increasing, turning into a black shadow, in an instant sinking into the deep night, completely vanishing at the edge of the two's sight.

Qin Bore walked slowly to his side, her clear, cold gaze fixed on the empty night sky, her voice icy and low, carrying unfinished slaughter:

"Let him run."

Lin Yuan let his hands hang, gripping the broken half of the iron chain, its residual warmth not yet faded, stained with bright red blood.

He was drenched in blood, his posture still upright, he lifted his gaze to stare at the night sky where the helicopter had disappeared.

The killing intent in Lin Yuan's eyes was thick as ink, lingering long without fading.

Lin Yuan slowly clenched his five fingers, making the broken iron chain click and creak.

As he exerted his muscles and bones, his cold, hard voice carried a heavy, oppressive chill, and he spoke each word deliberately:

"You can escape today, but you won't escape the day to come."

"Next time we meet, I will surely take his dog's life."

The helicopter's roar completely dissipated into the far reaches of the night sky; on the rooftop only the howling cold wind and the pungent, thick smell of blood remained.

The last batch of Du Jie's henchmen left guarding the rooftop personally witnessed their lord abandoning everyone to flee alone, and the final shred of their resolve to fight to the death instantly collapsed.

Those who had once been fearless of death and fought desperately to block now had their morale completely shattered; everyone's face turned ashen, their hands gripping weapons trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes were filled with deep fear and despair.

They all knew clearly that even Du Jie himself had fled in panic, abandoning the troops to save his life……

With only these ragged remnants, it was utterly impossible to stop the Blood‑Soaked Killing God–like Lin Yuan and the fiercely slaughtering Qin Bore; continuing to block meant only a dead end.

No one dared to step forward even half a pace; the remaining henchmen instinctively retreated, their formation utterly disintegrated, and the once impenetrable line of defense collapsed instantly.

Lin Yuan's icy gaze swept over the scattered fleeing remnants; his killing aura still lingered, and his voice sank cold and piercing:

"Go downstairs."

The two no longer lingered, turned and stepped toward the rooftop stairwell, initiating the final purge and hunt.

From the top floor down to the first‑floor lobby, the entire hotel was scattered with large numbers of Du family henchmen who had not had time to evacuate……

These people still clung to hopeful chances, attempting to gang up to block and desperately delay.

But without their central pillar to steady them, everyone was panic‑stricken, their techniques scattered, their fighting spirit gone, leaving only a blustering counter‑attack.

All the way down, every floor's corridor became a battlefield of slaughter.

Any henchman who dared to rush up to block was, without exception, utterly cut down by the two working together mercilessly.

Qin Bore held a blood‑stained short dagger, her body swift and elusive, weaving flexibly through the crowd.

Her blade's flash…… was clean and swift, specifically targeting the throat, chest, major arteries and other vital weak points.

Each of her strikes burst with blood spray and claimed a life; tiny flesh fragments flew onto walls, railings, and steps, layer upon layer staining crimson, a shocking sight.

Lin Yuan engaged in close‑quarters hard fighting throughout, still employing the most overbearing, brutal flesh‑based technique.

He neither dodged nor avoided; his fists, elbows, knees, and feet were all weapons, each impact carrying the force to snap dry wood, bone‑cracking crisp sounds and muffled flesh thuds continuing without cease.

The henchmen who rushed forward either had their facial bones shattered by a single punch and flew backward vomiting blood, or were crushed in the chest by a close‑range blow and collapsed dead; no one could withstand even a single move of his.

Countless henchmen surged forward in waves, only to fall in swathes.

Inside the corridor, corpses piled up layer upon layer; sticky blood water trickled through the stair gaps, winding down the stairs, and the entire hotel became a bloody purgatory.

All the way crushing, all the way purging, without the slightest hindrance.

In just a few minutes, the two fought their way straight down from the fourteenth‑floor rooftop to the ground‑floor lobby, wiping out all remaining obstructing personnel in the hotel.

The entire hotel fell into dead silence, with not a trace of fighting left.

Only a cold wind blew through, carrying the pervasive stench of blood, lingering long without dispersing.

At this moment, the two had long been thoroughly soaked in thick fresh blood.

Their clothing was torn and shredded, covered with deep and shallow intersecting ferocious gashes, their whole bodies crimson.

The two, from head to toe…… had not a single inch of clean skin; their bodies were smeared with enemies' blood and their own blood, hair, brows, eyes, fingertips, and hems dripping blood continuously onto the pristine hotel floor, spreading into large, glaring patches of red.

The two stepped out side by side from the hotel doors; the late‑night cool breeze blew toward them, and they finally broke completely free of that sealed, bloody purgatory.

But when the nerves that had been tensed all night suddenly relaxed, extreme overexertion and intense pain instantly swept through Lin Yuan's limbs and bones.

No one knows better than he…… just how ruined his body is at this moment.

Before this, both his shoulders and arm joints were completely dislocated, totally losing the ability to move.

But to save Qin Bore, he violently slammed himself into the ground to relocate his bones by brute force, and forcibly drove his shattered body into battle.

Throughout, Lin Yuan endured hundreds of close‑quarters combats, resisted heavy blows, dragged the helicopter, and violently wrenched weapons apart; each action was a mad act of overdrawing his tendons and bones, squeezing the limits of his life.

His body was covered with dozens of varying depth knife wounds—penetrating injuries to shoulder and back, torn palms, split waist‑abdomen flaps—old and new wounds layered, skin turned outward, flesh exposed; massive blood loss had already exhausted his stamina, his qi and blood on the verge of depletion.

Before, Lin Yuan relied solely on a mouthful of determination to protect others and an extremely strong will to grit his teeth, forcibly suppressing his body‑wide pain and weakness, maintaining his upright posture while fighting.

Now that the dust has settled, the obsession has faded, and that forcibly supporting will has collapsed with a crash.

A wave of extreme dizziness…… surged violently into Lin Yuan's mind.

His vision of night, lights, and scenery instantly blurred violently; his muscles spasmed uncontrollably, went weak and limp, and his legs could no longer support his heavy body.

Thud—

Without any warning, Lin Yuan's tall and straight body suddenly sank, he could no longer support himself, and he heavily dropped to one knee on the icy ground in front of the hotel.

The moment his knee touched the ground, an overwhelming sense of weakness made his body sway slightly.

Lin Yuan's back……still instinctively tried to straighten, but he could no longer maintain his stance. Blood soaked his whole body, dripping continuously from his chin, hem, and arms, forming a small patch of crimson at his feet.

His arms hung limp, his shoulders slightly caved in, the realigned broken bones throbbed with sharp pain, and the torn flesh repeatedly burned his nerves.

Lin Yuan……his breath was weak and ragged, his chest heaved violently, each breath tugged at his wounds all over, bringing piercing pain.

A blood-soaked figure who slaughtered and swept aside hundreds of elite warriors, an imposing presence.

At this moment, finally exhausted, yet still disheveled and defiantly kneeling on one knee, he stood amidst the ground covered in night and blood.