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Chapter 306 - 302 Strange People

Chapter 306: Chapter 302 Strange People

One step, two steps, three steps...

A man and a woman were approaching Ling Chen’s position step by step. Ling Chen, who was lying on the ground, could even faintly hear their breathing.

This way, they would eventually find him.

He thought to himself. Seeing a foot press down on the weeds in front of him, Ling Chen no longer hesitated. His body, pressed against the ground, suddenly burst up. His fists were like a thousand pounds, smashing towards the patterned woman in front of him.

Caught off guard, the patterned woman didn’t even have time to react. Her chest had already been heavily struck by Ling Chen’s punch, causing her to stagger backward, her face instantly turning pale.

Ling Chen glanced at her and saw the patterned woman’s ample left breast had caved in and had not bounced back. Seeing this, he smirked and mockingly said, "So it was just a bra supporting fake breasts. You’re really dishonest, Taiping Princess."

Hearing his sarcasm, ’Taiping Princess’ face instantly frosted over, her eyes ice cold, wishing she could tear Ling Chen apart. She furiously said, "I’ll kill you!"

As soon as she spoke, the one-armed man by her side immediately stopped her, shouting, "Don’t forget what they said, we need him alive."

"Huh?" Ling Chen was slightly surprised. He had thought these people were after He Ziyun and porridge girl, but from the one-armed man’s words, it seemed they were targeting him.

Damn it! Who had he angered that they sent so many people to capture just him? It was clearly a case of the many bullying the few, damn unfair.

With that thought, Ling Chen didn’t hesitate and immediately ran. The disparity between his and the enemies’ strength was too great; strategically, retreating was the wiser choice. He Ziyun and porridge girl were both on top of the mountain; as long as he could regroup with them, he wanted to see what those people could do to him.

The two masters from the Earthly List were not to be trifled with.

However, before he could get far, Ling Chen only saw a figure flickering in front of him. The child from the group descended from the sky, blocking his path and with a bright smile said, "Sorry, big brother, this way is blocked."

Ling Chen stood in place for a moment, then looked up at the sky, his gaze shifting back to the child in surprise.

This kid... can fly?

Otherwise, how could he have suddenly jumped over from above him? Was this the legendary Qinggong?

While his mind was filled with these thoughts, Ling Chen suddenly noticed the boy’s shoes. The shoes were a bit strange, the soles of ordinary shoes wouldn’t be so thick, but the boy’s shoes were about ten centimeters high, quite unusual.

This kid could fly over his head, probably relying on those special shoes. Still, he couldn’t let his guard down. Everyone in this team was incredibly strange; who knew what abilities they had.

In a flash of thought, his eyes narrowed, and without another word, he went straight at the boy. Right now, he needed to regroup with He Ziyun and the others; he couldn’t afford to delay here. With a brisk step, he reached the boy and swung his hand, prepared to push the boy aside. After all, he was facing a child and didn’t want to be too harsh.

However, the moment he acted, the boy leaped from the ground, easily jumping over two meters high, and firmly landed on his shoulders. Following that, the boy squatted down, his legs wrapping around Ling Chen’s neck like two ropes. Simultaneously, the boy pressed down with his torso, his head downward against Ling Chen’s back, his arms wrapped around his waist, and his legs forcefully squeezed.

Ling Chen instantly felt a tightening in his throat, struggling to breathe, gasping for air.

Freak!

This was the only thought in Ling Chen’s mind, as the little boy seemed frail, but his strength was terrifyingly great. The weak and small body was like a shackle, tightly imprisoning him.

At this moment, the one-armed man and the patterned woman who were chasing from behind didn’t wait for Ling Chen to struggle out, and kicked fiercely at his buttocks. Ling Chen immediately stumbled and fell to the ground.

Ling Chen wanted to resist again, but the patterned woman pulled out a short knife from somewhere and put it on his neck, saying viciously, "If you dare to move again, I will cripple you."

Feeling the chilly blade against his neck, Ling Chen immediately became obedient and reluctantly shouted, "You are ganging up against one, it’s not fair. Let me call my friends and let’s have a fair fight."

The patterned woman coldly said, "Stop talking nonsense. It’s your bad luck to fall into our hands. Get up!"

Ling Chen sighed and cooperatively followed the patterned woman, not daring to make any rash moves. If he tried to fight with all his might, he barely had the confidence to break free. But with five other people standing there not moving, if everyone rushed forward, he knew he’d definitely be defeated without even trying.

"Hey, if you’ve captured me, at least let me know who sent you."

"Shut up."

Scolded by the patterned woman, Ling Chen turned his head and took a glance, his eyes unintentionally fell on her flat chest, and he secretly sighed in pity. The woman was about thirty years old, pretty in her own right, but lacking in certain assets, which detracted from her overall attractiveness. If only she had fuller breasts, she might have had the chance to become quite a stunner.

Lost in wild thoughts, Ling Chen was brought before an old man. Eyes met in midair as the two sized each other up.

"Yes, that’s him." The old man nodded as if confirming Ling Chen’s identity.

Boom!

Just then, a sudden loud noise came from the top of the mountain. Everyone looked up, the old man’s expression changed slightly, and he said gravely, "Don’t delay, let’s hurry and leave. If they discover us, we won’t be able to escape."

At that command, seven people immediately escorted Ling Chen down Zongming Mountain.

Shortly after they left, Little Hua who was hiding between two rocks peeked out. Her round eyes scanned around, and seeing no one nearby, she immediately flipped over the rocks and began to run towards the mountaintop.

Sitting in the car, Ling Chen was sandwiched in the back seat between the one-armed man and the patterned woman, while the old man in a Sun Yat-sen suit took a cellphone out of his coat pocket, dialed a number, and said, "We’ve got him, he’ll be delivered in half an hour. Get your things ready."

Ling Chen, looking through the rearview mirror, watched the old man with a serious expression, deep in thought, and asked, "Are you guys from the God Organization?"

The old man stared straight ahead, as if he hadn’t heard Ling Chen’s question, and remained silent.

Suddenly, the old man’s aura burst forth, he said in a deep voice, "They are coming after us."

Ling Chen quickly turned his head to look out the car window. He saw He Ziyun on the steep cliffs of Zongming Mountain, agile like a clever monkey, his legs continuously jumping, using the protruding rocks on the surface of the mountain to descend rapidly. In a blink of an eye, he was nearing the foot of the mountain.

Ling Chen’s eyes widened, incredulous.

Holy crap, is this still human? Is this the strength of someone from the Earthly List?