Chapter 239
Book 21 Chapter 10 - A Shattered Dream
Following Xu Ran, Xiang Shaolong stepped into the cabins and came to a door.
Xu Ran stopped in his tracks and pushed the door inwards. He gestured: "Master Zhang is inside, you can go in on your own!"
Surprisingly, there was no ambush along the corridors. Instead, melodious music can be heard from the upper decks. This is a brilliant situation to trap Xiang Shaolong. Even if he shouted for help, no one can hear him.
Xiang Shaolong grinned and viciously used his own shoulder to smash into Xu Ran’s shoulder.
Caught unaware, Xu Ran called out in shock and stumbled into the cabin.
A black cloth bag swiftly clamped down and enveloped Xu Ran’s head and face. The bag was secured and Xu Ran was dragged deeper into the cabin. Gu Ming, Fu Yan, a few other drivers, Wu Xun and a few family warriors pounced upon Xu Ran, raining merciless, heavy blows on him.
Xiang Shaolong slipped into the cabin and closed the door behind him. Xu Ran is already pitifully writhing on the floor like a freshly cooked shrimp.
These men may be overly excited to carry out their task and did not notice that they were beating the wrong person. Xiang Shaolong and Xu Ran are dressed very differently and have different body builds as well.
Gu Ming was the first to notice that the man standing at the cabin door is Xiang Shaolong and not Xu Ran. Flabbergasted, he pointed dumbly at Xiang Shaolong but no words can come out from his mouth.
By now, everyone realized they have laid their hands on the wrong person.
Xiang Shaolong shook his head slowly and sighed, "Do you know what your mistake is?"
Xiang Shaolong dashed forward and came to the side of the short strongman, Wu Xun, in a flash. Using his momentum, he kneeled Wu Xun in his nether regions.
Back in the 21st century, Xiang Shaolong is an expert when it comes to bar fights. He totally understood the principle - To capture a man, shoot his horse; to nab the thieves, capture the bandit king.
Wu Xun is a strong, well-built and courageous man. Otherwise, he would not posses the strength to push Xiang Shaolong down the gangplank. Therefore, Xiang Shaolong chose to attack him first and attacked his most vulnerable spot as well.
His speed is too incredible and Wu Xun did not have the slightest chance to defend himself.
The next moment, Xiang Shaolong has already slipped in between the two family warriors. Using his two elbows, he strike both men heavily at the side of the rib cages.
These close combat techniques are most applicable while fighting in tight and narrow s.p.a.ces. It is hard for the opponents to predict his moves and he can easily use the opponents’ bodies to s.h.i.+eld himself.
Both family warriors cried out in pain and collapsed.
By now, Xiang Shaolong has leapt to the front of Fu Yan. Avoiding a punch to his face, he grabbed Fu Yan’s neck with both hands and kneeled him twice below his abdomen.
With another flying kick, he sent another driver soaring through the air. PIAK! The driver hit the s.h.i.+p’s wall.
From the upper decks, the music became more lively and high pitched, as if it is cheering Xiang Shaolong.
Out of a sudden, someone grabbed Xiang Shaolong from behind. Releasing Fu Yan and letting him kneel down to the ground, Xiang Shaolong used Judo and flipped the man behind him over his own head, aiming to slam him in the direction of the cabin window.
BANG! The man’s spine hit the cabin window frame and the man rolled to the corner of the s.h.i.+p’s wall.
Gu Ming and the other two drivers advanced towards Xiang Shaolong. Using hand-grabbing techniques, Xiang Shaolong had a grip on one of the driver’s wrist and kicked him twice in his abdomen. The driver bent over in pain.
Tugging the driver with his enormous strength, he managed to cause the stumbling man to crash head on with the other driver. Both drivers collapsed into a tangled heap.
Gu Ming is now facing Xiang Shaolong alone. The two family warriors had managed to get on their feet but were still in a daze.
Gu Ming is mad with fury and anger is glimmering in his eyes. He drew out a dagger from his bosom and launched a piercing attack towards Xiang Shaolong’s chest.
Xiang Shaolong faked a movement and avoided the thrust. Using his hand in a chopping attack, he ruthlessly strikes down on his wrist.
Gu Ming’s dagger fell to the ground and he stumbled forward. Xiang Shaolong delivered a crus.h.i.+ng punch to his back as he fell.
This overbearing driver landed flat on his face and is a pathetic sight to behold.
JIANG! JIANG! The two family warriors have regained their composure and their aggressive spirits have been ignited. Both drew out their swords.
Bloodwave left its sheath as well and turned into a sword storm.
Never in their wildest imagination did they expect Xiang Shaolong to be a G.o.dly swordsman. Among cries of panic, their long swords have long left their grasps and their wrists are bleeding.
Xiang Shaolong sheathed his sword and pressed forward, attacking with his iron fists.
Sounds of bones breaking and chilling screams followed. Three punches later, both men can no longer stand up.
As Gu Ming struggled to get up, Xiang Shaolong pressed him against the s.h.i.+p’s wall and landed four heavy blows to his abdomen. Gu Ming vomited a mouthful of fresh blood and sat down with his back against the s.h.i.+p’s wall. His pain is indescribable.
The cabin door swung open and was continued by Sister Ling’s shriek.
Except for Xiang Shaolong, n.o.body else is able to stand up.
Xiang Shaolong casually clapped his hands and joked, "How are you, Sister Ling? Aren’t you going to report me and get me fired?"
Sister Ling’s exquisite face has long been drained of any colour and she is still unable to believe her own eyes. Her lips were shuddering and she is speechless at the same time.
One of the family warriors managed to get on his knees but after puking a mouthful of blood, he fainted back onto the ground.
With his piercing eyes s.h.i.+ning a deathly aura, Xiang Shaolong advanced towards Sister Ling.
Sister Ling screamed and fled the scene.
Xiang Shaolong stretched his limbs and believed that it is time for him to leave this s.h.i.+p soon.
Xiang Shaolong is standing confidently in the centre of the s.p.a.cious main hall of the s.h.i.+p.
Feng Fei is wearing her usual veil. Behind her stood Little Ping’er who is still dressed up as a boy.
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