Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1315: Chapter 1293: No Reason Needed to Kill You (2)

"You don’t need to know so much." The young man was none other than Xiao Ya, who had just arrived in Palermo. His appearance provided Quan Mingyuan with an opportunity, and a shrewdness flashed across his somber face. After a few tries, Quan Mingyuan had already grasped Xiao Ya’s skills thoroughly.

Quan Mingyuan chuckled coldly twice and unleashed his body technique, clawing towards Xiao Ya’s throat at a terrifying speed. "If you want to kill me, you are far from it." His fierce manner seemed as if he would finish Xiao Ya in one move without showing any mercy.

However, Xiao Ya was no ordinary person. His tall and slender body twisted, evading Quan Mingyuan’s attack, and decisively tossed out two exquisite surgical knives in his hand, aiming directly at Quan Mingyuan’s chest.

Bang! Before the surgical knives could pierce the vital organs, Quan Mingyuan suddenly vanished. Immediately, a strong force came from Xiao Ya’s back. Somehow, Quan Mingyuan had quietly moved behind him and punched him on the spine.

Xiao Ya’s body trembled instantly, and he was sent flying, crashing into a wall on the side. "Has the Xiao clan run out of people? Sending a rookie like you to die. Today, I will clean you up in place of Mu Rongyun, you ungrateful brat. Betraying your guardian to turn to a scoundrel. Today I will let you taste the flavor of betrayal."

Bang, bang, bang, a series of punches rained down on Xiao Ya. No one expected Quan Mingyuan’s skills to be so formidable. Xiao Ya hadn’t managed even a normal counterattack before he was covered in blood. Xiao Li, guarding outside, couldn’t believe his eyes. He had never seen Quan Mingyuan in action; witnessing it today was truly frightening.

The speed of the heavy punches was astonishing. Xiao Ya could only cover his head with both hands to protect the vital parts, looking for a chance to break through. Meanwhile, Quan Mingyuan’s subordinates had already spotted discrepancies in the conference room from the monitors, rushing in to surround the room.

Observing the one-sided situation inside, it seemed there was no room for them to intervene. Like Xiao Li, they stood outside, knowing Quan Mingyuan’s temperament. Seeing their officer so excited, going in to clean up the mess would definitely spoil his mood.

Faced with Quan Mingyuan’s rapid attacks, Xiao Ya’s body had suffered multiple fractures. Yet, his dark eyes did not show the slightest panic; his defense became all the more exquisite. Even Quan Mingyuan had to be impressed by the young man’s mental resilience.

In such circumstances, maintaining composure was already difficult enough. Only by calmly analyzing and thinking could one find an opportunity for a counterattack, which might bring survival hope.

Taking advantage of Quan Mingyuan’s momentary slowdown, Xiao Ya suddenly grabbed a nearby chair and positioned it between himself and Quan Mingyuan.

With a cracking sound, the poor chair couldn’t withstand the pressure and shattered into pieces.

Xiao Ya twisted his body and dashed aside, unleashing a whirlwind with both palms, aiming at Quan Mingyuan’s lower right abdomen with precision and speed.

The palm wind carried a chill, and a silver surgical knife followed the power of the palm wind, instantly stabbing into Quan Mingyuan’s right flank. Fortunately, he reacted in time, avoiding major harm as the knife grazed him, not hitting the vital area.

"Kid, you’ve stirred my killing intent, today I won’t spare you." Quan Mingyuan pulled out the surgical knife and tossed it to the ground.

A terrifying light shot from Quan Mingyuan’s eyes. As he embraced with both fists, his sharp eyes vibrated with his arms, becoming even more frightening. His fingers formed claws, one foot stepped on the ground, using the rebound force to strike at Xiao Ya’s two major vital points.

The Coccygeal and Tandem are among the human body’s vital points. Although Xiao Ya hadn’t studied traditional Chinese medicine, he was somewhat aware. Unlike Xiao Lin who specialized, seeing the evident killing intent in Quan Mingyuan, Xiao Ya couldn’t help but contend secretly. He knew he was not a match for Quan Mingyuan; this was quite clear to him, but facing death, one must bring down others.

Combat sounds filled the conference room continuously. Xiao Ya’s mastery of timing was extremely precise, transitioning from defense to offense, smoothly and naturally changing moves, always jumping away when Quan Mingyuan targeted his vital points, leading him into the next defensive stage. Such small tricks were, in Quan Mingyuan’s eyes, mere child’s play. Expecting him to follow Xiao Ya’s tempo was impossible.

Just when Xiao Ya thought he was about to succeed, Quan Mingyuan’s form suddenly disappeared, startling Xiao Ya. Suddenly, he felt an unusual wind sound by his ear, as writhing claws heavily struck his arms, fingers like steel claws dragging down, brutally tearing through his arms, leaving flesh and blood hazy.

Suppressing the pain, Xiao Ya swallowed the sound back into his stomach, his eyes glaring at Quan Mingyuan, reddened, his already pale face becoming even whiter from the severe pain, his tightly clenched teeth grinding.

"Die, kid!" Quan Mingyuan flipped his claws again, aiming at Xiao Ya’s chest. At this moment, a loud crash sounded overhead, a shadow fell from the sky, landing between the two, gripping Quan Mingyuan’s arms and pressing down in the same manner.

Unprepared, Quan Mingyuan immediately felt his arms as if they were being slit, small scratches appeared on the arm’s surface, oozing blood.

"Who are you?" He shouted loudly, his body leaped up, his legs kicked out swiftly, crazily attacking the shadow.

"Xiao Lin!"

Xiao Lin had been originally planning not to reveal himself in front of Xiao Ya like this, but Quan Mingyuan’s ruthlessness forced him out of his hiding in the ventilation duct.

After casting a glance at Xiao Ya, Xiao Lin’s body swayed, avoiding Quan Mingyuan’s attack, moving forward instead of retreating, piercing Quan Mingyuan’s right arm with the sharp point in his right palm, directly targeting his heart.

Bang! Quan Mingyuan was sent flying by Xiao Lin’s left palm, and the wound on his chest, pierced by spikes, was gushing blood. He glared angrily at the composed Xiao Lin before him, and the image of Quan Mingyuan being struck surfaced in his mind.

"Good, well done, boy, you came just in time." As soon as he finished speaking, he sprang up from the ground, forming his ten fingers into claws aimed at Xiao Lin’s neck.

Whether too shocked or too angry, this attack was riddled with countless flaws and openings. Although the offensive was extremely fierce, it wasn’t hard to notice that in his rising form, if a third person intervened, Quan Mingyuan would definitely suffer severe injuries.

The right claw was only a few centimeters from Xiao Lin. He remained calm and composed, his feet moving on the ground, causing his whole body to sway side to side. At this moment, Xiao Ya suddenly sprang up from the ground, using his last bit of strength to slam into Quan Mingyuan’s right side. "Watch out!" Xiao Lin didn’t expect Xiao Ya to suddenly appear. He shouted loudly, spun his body, brushed past a table to reach Quan Mingyuan’s right side, extended his right arm downward, just catching Xiao Ya at the abdomen, forcefully tossing him to his left side, avoiding Quan Mingyuan’s secret leg attack.

"Are you alright!" The two of them fell under the conference table, and Xiao Lin impatiently checked Xiao Ya’s injuries.

"I’m fine!"

Bang! The conference table above was split in half by someone, breaking downward from the middle. Xiao Lin swiftly pulled Xiao Ya towards the corner, placed a palm on Xiao Ya’s shoulder, and had already launched an attack in Quan Mingyuan’s direction.

The sound of fists and palms clashing rang out. Although Quan Mingyuan didn’t hit Xiao Lin’s vital points, during their grappling, he managed to slash Xiao Lin’s shoulder, causing blood to splatter. While exposing his own shoulder’s weakness, Xiao Lin also hit Quan Mingyuan’s chest with a palm.

The force of this palm was so great, it nearly crushed Quan Mingyuan’s chest. The latter flew to one side with all his strength, and Xiao Lin’s double spikes followed, scraping the wall and raising a layer of lime, covering the conference room.

The people outside heard the unsettling commotion inside and wanted to rush in but were stopped by Xiao Li. "Going in now will definitely get you scolded by the Throne. Do you not want to live!"

Hearing Xiao Li’s voice, Quan Mingyuan opened his mouth, wanting to shout something, but was kicked over by Xiao Lin. His right hand spike cut deeply into the abdomen, while the left hand spike, after the right hand’s success, diagonally jabbed into Quan Mingyuan’s neck.

With eyes wide open, even in death, Quan Mingyuan didn’t understand why he lost!

"Is he dead?" Xiao Ya stood up against the wall, seeing no movement from the two.

"Yes!" Pulling out the spikes, Quan Mingyuan’s body twitched a few more times, twisted, and then slumped over the broken conference table.

"Did he just die like that?" Xiao Ya still expressed some disbelief. This guy was indeed formidable, in terms of one-on-one combat, the odds were almost evenly matched.

Xiao Lin curled his lips. "I wasn’t confident I could finish him off quickly in a head-to-head fight, but with someone secretly helping, it was different."

"Oh?" Xiao Ya looked at himself, then at Xiao Lin. This person helping in secret certainly wasn’t him. "That kid outside?"

Xiao Lin nodded, acknowledging Xiao Ya’s intelligence. "Without him, I wouldn’t have been able to get in here; the wind and dust in the air played a decisive role."

"Then why are we unharmed?"

"I, not you." Xiao Lin blinked at Xiao Ya. "I don’t recall your abilities being that poor. Didn’t you notice anything unusual when you entered the conference room?"

Saying this, he lifted Xiao Ya from where he descended. "Go straight to the right, then to the left, there will be a fork in the road, choose the right side until the next junction and wait for me."

"Aren’t you coming with me?" Xiao Ya suspiciously eyed Xiao Lin, sensing the people outside were getting restless.

"There are still some details to handle, you go first, I’ll follow shortly." After speaking, Xiao Lin ignored Xiao Ya and began attending to the scene, manipulating Quan Mingyuan’s corpse.

Xiao Ya shrugged, following Xiao Lin’s instructions, weaving through the ventilation duct. From afar, he saw a flicker of red and immediately became guarded. The duct was pitch dark, and a sudden burst of red was bound to make one uneasy.

Lao Jiu waited for ages, only to see another person arriving. "Who are you? Where’s Young Master Xiao?"(To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)

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