Naming Technique of the Night
Chapter 836: 506, yet it blows off, stars like rain

Chapter 836: 506, yet it blows off, stars like rain

Wutian Yingfu looked at the vehicles with a face ashen, just as his subordinates had reported, all of their tires had been punctured without exception.

He suddenly felt that the night had turned surreal. The person they were hunting reappeared before them, but didn’t do much else other than puncturing all their tires.

So, the two individuals, one big and one small, first punctured the tires, then nonchalantly appeared before them.

Wutian Yingfu was almost amused in anger, imagining those two sneaking around to puncture the tires, worried that the sound might be too loud.

As a result, those two individuals had almost scared him just now!

“Change the tires,” Wutian Yingfu snarled.

A subordinate whispered, “Director, each car only has one spare tire, but all four tires of each vehicle have been punctured; there aren’t enough spare tires.”

Wutian Yingfu slapped the subordinate, causing him to spin like a top twice on the snow: “Can’t figure out how to use four spare tires to fix one car? Dispatch a Pioneer Corps to hunt them down, the others will follow me behind!”

The subordinate managed to stand still, hurriedly bowing with stars in his vision: “Understood!”

A group quickly changed the tires, and over a dozen cars sped out like the wind.

This was the snow season; if the boy continued to escape on the mountain bike, he surely couldn’t outrun the cars on the road.

If the boy drove towards the snowy mountains, tracks would definitely be left on the snow.

Wutian Yingfu knew that the boy and Jinguji Maki couldn’t escape.

The only uncertainty was that he still couldn’t gauge the boy’s strength, so he decided to let his subordinates test first.

Catching him directly would be best, the credit would still be his. If they couldn’t catch him and faced resistance, the dozen cars ahead would be enough to stall the boy and deplete his fighting power.

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At this moment, the small Jinguji Maki was sitting sideways on the mountain bike’s crossbar, facing the wind, but she didn’t feel cold.

“Are you scared?” Qing Chen asked.

Just now, the little girl followed him to puncture the tires, then watched as he silently eliminated more than a dozen Mysterious Business Department members.

It was real slaughter, Qing Chen showed the world’s cruelest side to the little girl.

Jinguji Maki, as promised, didn’t close her eyes.

She whispered, “I’m scared.”

Qing Chen smiled, “Being scared is normal. I often feel scared too. But being scared doesn’t matter; what’s important is to learn how to face it. For people living bitter lives, we don’t have money, cars, or good fortune at birth. For mud-legged people to stand in this world, they must muster enough courage.”

Actually, tonight Qing Chen realized a problem. Although the little girl was scared, she never flinched.

Her life might be hard, and she might still be young, but she wasn’t lacking courage.

The wind and snow in the mountains fell upon them. Jinguji Maki still wasn’t sure what path Qing Chen was meant to take her on or what kind of life he was giving her.

But none of that mattered anymore; her life had already changed.

The little girl softly said, “Brother, visitors used to say Shirakawa Village was like a fairy-tale paradise, but I always thought fairy tales were fake. If there really were fairy tales, why did no one come to save me?”

At this moment, the vehicles behind gradually caught up, with glaring high beams like knives piercing the dark.

Jinguji Maki grasped the bike nervously: “Didn’t we already puncture their tires? Why are they still catching up? Hurry!”

Qing Chen paused and then laughed: “They managed to gather the spare tires, don’t worry, this was within my expectation. It’s a chance to split their forces. This time, we’re not running, or you’d think the path I’m taking you on is called ‘escaping’.”

“Ah?” Jinguji Maki clearly didn’t understand Qing Chen’s lousy joke; she didn’t even realize what Qing Chen intended to do.

Qing Chen stopped the mountain bike, standing on the mountain road: “This is the place; the road just froze, and the plows haven’t had time to clean the snow. Stand back, now I’ll show you what a knight is.”

Jinguji Maki stared blankly, feeling her brother’s aura suddenly change, standing in the center of wind and snow.

At the next moment, as the vehicles gradually approached.

Qing Chen reached into the night sky, gently flicking his fingers.

His slender fingers touched a crystal snowflake, and the liquid Knight Vital Energy roared out from his fingertip.

The fragile snowflake enveloped by Knight Vital Energy didn’t shatter in an instant, but rather grew new sharp edges.

With a bang, the small snowflake spun like a blade, piercing through the windshield of the first off-road vehicle from tens of meters away.

When the snowflakes flew out, it stirred the wild wind. In the high beams, the little girl felt that small snowflake seemed to pull the sky full of wind and snow.

Drawing a white line in the air, it looked like even the air was cut open.

Piercing the driver’s forehead.

She suddenly thought, if there were really gods in this world, this brother who killed with snowflakes in a flick must be one.

After the driver’s death, his body involuntarily pulled the steering wheel, causing the large off-road vehicle to flip on the road, sliding towards Qing Chen.

But Qing Chen’s expression didn’t change. He just stood there casually, flicking his fingers again and again, effortlessly shooting out one snowflake after another.