PFC Chapter 215: Mind your own business
Chapter 215: Mind your own business
Lin Bei's body froze, he slowly turned around, and said calmly, "My hero, you misunderstood. I just happened to pass by, I wasn't following you."
The mysterious man's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring at Lin Bei closely, "Hmph, don't try to argue with me. You have been following us stealthily since the jungle ahead."
Lin Bei's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he continued to explain: "Hero, it was really a misunderstanding. I had something urgent to do and I definitely didn't mean to follow you."
At this time, on the other side of the jungle, two Mongolian celebrities rushed over here, and one of them said, "Could the news be wrong?"
Another masked man said firmly, "No, they must be here."
Lin Bei knew that he was in great danger this time. Fortunately, he had asked Lin Nan to leave first, otherwise they would have died here today.
The mysterious man stopped listening to his explanation and said, "Stop talking nonsense and give me your life." A fierce look suddenly flashed in his eyes. He kicked the ground hard with his right foot and shot out like an arrow.
His right hand was shaped like a claw, as fast as lightning, and he grabbed towards Lin Bei at a dazzling speed, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.
Lin Bei's expression tightened, and his eyes instantly became sharp. At the moment when the mysterious man made a move, he tapped the ground with his toes, and his body flew to the side like a light swallow.
The mysterious man's palm wind whizzed past his side, only lifting the corner of his clothes.
Seeing this, the mysterious man's eyes became even colder, "Hmph, you're quite smart, but you can't escape. Since you refuse to tell the truth, don't blame me for being rude." As he said that, the mysterious man attacked Lin Bei again like a whirlwind.
Before Lin Bei could adjust his body shape, the mysterious man attacked again. The mysterious man's moves were extremely fierce, and the palm wind whistled, covering Lin Bei like a violent storm.
Lin Bei tried his best to resist, but in the end, due to the disparity in strength, he was unable to completely dodge. The mysterious man's palm hit Lin Bei's shoulder firmly.
Lin Bei only felt a huge force coming at him, his body shook violently, and pain instantly spread throughout his body. He staggered back several steps and almost fell to the ground.
Lin Bei gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and asked tentatively, "Who are you and why do you want to kill me?"
The mysterious man ignored his words and attacked again. Lin Bei knew that dodging was useless, so he made up his mind and decided to take the attack head-on. He used all his strength and pushed forward with both palms.
However, the mysterious man's strength far exceeded Lin Bei's. When the two palms met, Lin Bei felt a surge of overwhelming force, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, and blood spurted out of his mouth again.
The mysterious man pressed forward step by step, not giving Lin Bei any chance to breathe.
At this time, the mysterious man in the lead urged: "Kill him quickly, we still have to hurry on our way."
The mysterious man who was ordered received the order, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his right hand, slightly bent his palm, and a strong internal force gathered in his palm.
He walked towards Lin Bei step by step, and with every step he took, the murderous aura emanating from his body became stronger.
When he walked in front of Lin Bei, he raised his hand high. The palm that was condensed with internal strength seemed to have turned into the scythe of the god of death, ready to fall at any time.
He looked at Lin Bei coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person, "Go to hell!" As he said that, his palm slapped towards Lin Bei's crown with the force of thunder.
At this critical moment, a sword came like a gust of wind and shot straight at the mysterious man's palm that was slashing towards Lin Bei.
The mysterious man was shocked when he saw this. Just when he wanted to pull his hand back, the sword had already pierced through the mysterious man's palm.
The mysterious man's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at his pierced palm and roared in pain. "Who is it? How dare you hurt me!"
He quickly took a few steps back, covering his injured palm tightly, blood constantly oozing out from between his fingers.
Then, two masked men appeared like ghosts. They stood tall and exuded a powerful aura.
The mysterious man in the lead glared at the masked man and said, "Two heroes, mind your own business, or else don't blame me for being rude."
One of the masked men responded coldly: "When we see injustice, we should draw our swords and help." After that, the two sides started fighting instantly.
The mysterious people drew their weapons and attacked the masked man.
The masked man nimbly shuttled between the mysterious men, swinging his sword with a flickering sword shadow. Every swing of the sword was fierce, making the mysterious man dare not approach easily.
Lin Bei was seriously injured at this time, and his consciousness began to fade. He tried hard to stay awake, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier.
His heart was filled with fear and unwillingness. He had followed them so carefully, but was still discovered by them in the end.
Suddenly, in the fierce fight in front of him, he seemed to see the figure of his master. The familiar outline and unique temperament made his heart tremble.
He desperately wanted to shout, but his lips seemed to be sealed by an invisible force and he couldn't open them.
Lin Bei felt his body getting colder and colder, and the sounds around him gradually became distant. He slowly closed his eyes and fell into a coma.
The fight continued, and the two groups were evenly matched. Although the mysterious man had the advantage in numbers, the masked man was even stronger. They cooperated well, both offensively and defensively, and gradually put the mysterious man into a passive position.
The mysterious man in the lead saw that the situation was not good and shouted, "Retreat!" The mysterious people turned around and wanted to escape.
The masked man would not let them go easily and quickly chased them. After a fierce chase, the mysterious man suffered heavy casualties.
Finally, only the mysterious leader was left. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, his face instantly turned extremely gloomy.
In a panic, he quickly took out a piece of paper from his pocket. The paper looked slightly yellowed, as if it was hiding an extremely important secret.
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly put the paper into his mouth, as if he could keep the final secret only by swallowing it.
The tall masked man seemed to understand something when he saw this. He moved as fast as lightning, stepped forward quickly, tapped the mysterious man's acupuncture points with his fingers, and instantly pressed the mysterious man's acupuncture points.
The mysterious man froze, unable to move, and could only watch the masked man take the paper out of his mouth. His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly because of anger.
The mysterious man wanted to stop it, but he couldn't move, so he could only stop him with words, "You can't look at it!" His voice was full of anxiety and fear, as if once this piece of paper was seen, it would cause extremely terrible consequences.
However, the masked man remained unmoved. He slowly unfolded the paper and looked at the contents intently.
As his eyes moved across the paper, the masked man's expression gradually changed. At first, he just frowned slightly, as if he was puzzled by what was written on the paper.
But as he read further, his brows furrowed more and more, and his eyes revealed shock and anger.
After reading all the contents on the paper, his body trembled slightly. He crumpled the paper into a ball with force. Veins on his arms bulged as if he wanted to crush it into powder.