Moonlit Straight Blade

The sharp broken pole pierced through the monster's brain, wiping out all its vitality, but even so, its leaping momentum still persisted.

Its massive body fell like a cannonball, violently knocking down Lin Qiye who was holding the broken pole in front.

In the end, Lin Qiye was only able to kill this monster purely relying on his abnormal dynamic vision and the majesty of the blazing angel. His own strength did not increase. This monster weighed at least two hundred kilograms, and he could not break free from it in a short time with his strength alone.

Moreover, right after Lin Qiye forced himself to act using the majesty of the blazing angel, he felt as if he had been completely drained, with no strength left in his body, and even feeling a bit dizzy.

But at that moment, the second monster that had been hiding on the other side finally made its move.

This hunter, hidden in the distance, finally revealed its ferocious fangs!

Its limbs ran swiftly, shuttling under the flickering dim streetlights, casting shadows that swayed like eerie ghosts, with a crimson long tongue twisting strangely.

Lin Qiye could see its movements, but he was unable to dodge at all now. He could only watch helplessly as those dense fangs rapidly enlarged before his eyes!

Just as the monster was only two meters away from Lin Qiye, his pupils suddenly contracted!

In his perception, an object faster than the monster was rapidly approaching!

It seemed to be... a person?

A real person.

Swish—!

Lin Qiye felt a blur before his eyes, and a figure descended from the night sky, landing steadily on the ground. The fierce wind raised by the figure's landing blew up the dark red cloak, revealing the profile of a middle-aged man.

He's not handsome, nor is he ugly, just like an uncle you can see anywhere on the roadside, making people subconsciously ignore his presence.

But the killing intent blooming in his eyes is as dazzling as a sharp sword!

He crouched, his eyes fixed firmly on the monster less than a meter away from him, his right hand gripping the handle of the knife behind his back steadily.

"Swoosh—!"

A crisp sound rang out from the scabbard, the pale blue blade reflecting the dim moonlight, slicing through the heavy air silently towards the front!

It was a plain straight blade!

The blade of the straight sword crossed a crescent moon shape, clashed with the monster's claws, sparking a series of sparks.

Zhao Kongcheng let out a low growl, his muscles tense, taking a fierce half step forward!

The monster, with a body size no less than a brown bear, was actually forced back several steps by him!

Lin Qiye's eyes were full of disbelief. He had fought this monster before and knew firsthand how terrifying its strength was. Yet this man in front of him could force it back?

Who exactly was he?

After forcing the monster back a few steps, Zhao Kongcheng's footwork moved in a unique way, sticking to the monster's body like a maggot, his straight blade slashing continuously, leaving a series of fierce scars on the monster's body!

The monster screamed in pain, glaring at Zhao Kongcheng with resentment, lifting its spear-like forelimbs, trying to kill this detestable human in front of it.

However, two sword beams flashed, and its forelimbs were directly chopped off!

Before the monster could scream, a cold light burst out in Zhao Kongcheng's eyes. The pale blue blade in his hand swiftly swung towards the monster's neck!

The pale blue blade effortlessly cut through the monster's flesh and blood. In the next moment, the monster's head was tossed high in the air...

And rolled to the ground with a rumble.

*Click—!*

The straight blade returned to its sheath, the dark red cloak stained with the monster's blood, but due to its color being too similar to the cloak, it was impossible to tell without a closer look.

Zhao Kongcheng didn't even glance at the monster's corpse on the ground, casually pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and took out a walkie-talkie.

"The two ghost-faced men who tried to escape have been eliminated. Let the logistics team come and clean up the battlefield."

After speaking, he put away the walkie-talkie and walked straight to Lin Qiye, who had just broken free.

Lin Qiye just quietly watched him, and he just quietly watched Lin Qiye.

In the darkness, next to the pool of blood, the two men silently gazed at each other...

After a long while, Zhao Kongcheng couldn't help it any longer and spoke first:

"Wasn't I handsome just now?"

Lin Qiye:...

Lin Qiye stared at his eyes for a moment, realizing he was actually serious, and could only faintly reply, "Handsome."

"That's right if you think so." Zhao Kongcheng smirked. "Do you want to be as handsome as me?"

"No."

"..." Zhao Kongcheng's mouth twitched slightly. "Why not?"

"Easy to die."

Lin Qiye's expression was serious.

Zhao Kongcheng was momentarily at a loss for words. "But you just saw it yourself. You have supernatural powers that ordinary people dream of. Don't you want to be like a superhero in the movies?"

"Don't want?"

"...Because it's easy to die?"

"Yes."

Zhao Kongcheng rubbed his eyes. The young man in front of him seemed not easy to deal with, yet he was reluctantly involved in this mess, and he possessed such great power...

"Alright, this isn't the place to talk. Let's go somewhere else and have a chat." Zhao Kongcheng thought for a moment and said, "By the way, I'm Zhao Kongcheng, and I'm not a bad person."

"Lin Qiye." Lin Qiye blinked and nodded obediently. "I believe you. Wait for me here, I'll go get my backpack. My study materials are still inside."

"...Go ahead." Zhao Kongcheng helplessly waved his hand, sat down on the curb nearby, feeling a bit frustrated.

If an ordinary person had experienced this, they would have been scared out of their wits long ago, yet this kid was thinking about getting his study materials...

Most importantly... he actually directly rejected him?

Damn it, I've pulled out all the stops! Those slashes just now were simply too cool!

I've never fought so fiercely even when sparring with the captain!

Speaking of which, I wonder how the captain is doing. The Ghost-Faced King is not easy to deal with...

Zhao Kongcheng sat on the roadside without any image, lost in thought with a cigarette in his mouth.

Lost in thought...

Huh?

Something seems off?

Zhao Kongcheng suddenly snapped out of his thoughts, reacted after a half-second, then stood up swiftly, rapidly scanning the surroundings...

Where did that kid's figure go!?

Stunned, Zhao Kongcheng stood still for over ten seconds, mouth agape, finding it hard to believe what he had just experienced.

"Damn, that kid actually ran away?!"

"...

"Bro, why are you back so late today?"

Yang Jin looked at Lin Qiye, who was exhausted, and asked in confusion, "Where is your cane?"

Lin Qiye changed into slippers, squeezed out a smile on his face, "I ran into something on the way, and accidentally lost it."

To prevent Yang Jin from seeing the scar beside his temple, Lin Qiye wrapped the black satin back around half of it. However, the cane was indeed broken. Instead of bringing it back and worrying his family, he chose to just throw it away.

"It's okay, we can get a new one if it's lost... Is everything resolved?"

"Yeah, it's resolved."

Little Black Laichi ran over from the balcony panting, rubbed against Lin Qiye's leg with its head, then lay down on the ground showing its belly.

Lin Qiye squatted down helplessly, rubbing its belly with his hand and asked, "Has Auntie not come back yet?"

"Mom is on the night shift tonight, she'll be back tomorrow morning."

"Alright, have you finished your homework?"

"Just a little bit left."

"So much homework in junior high... it's really insane." Lin Qiye stood up, complained, and said to Yang Jin, "It's okay, if you're tired, don't do it. If the teacher scolds you, tell me, and I'll talk to him."

Yang Jin's mouth lifted slightly, "I'll finish it soon."

Lin Qiye nodded, "I'm a bit tired, I'll go to bed first, you should sleep early after you finish."

"Okay."

Lin Qiye dragged his tired body into his room, about to close the door, when Yang Jin's voice came again.

"Bro... is everything really okay?"

"Nothing's wrong, go to bed early... Oh, there's milk in the fridge, heat it up if you wake up early tomorrow."

"Got it, bro."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

The door closed gently, Yang Jin hugged Little Black Laichi outside the room, silently watching Lin Qiye's room.

Yang Jin gently rubbed Little Black Laichi's head, "You feel it too, right?"

"Woof!"

He looked up at the dim moonlight outside the window, murmuring to himself:

"There's... a smell of blood on him."