socalfunplaces Who is the master in Chapter 116?
Who is the master in Chapter 116?
Who is the master in Chapter 116?
Chen Yuan spoke succinctly, pointing to the corpse and the muddy Jia Renda on the ground.
"You, carry our own brothers on your back."
"you..."
He looked at Jia Renda.
"Bring your two good brothers with you too, and come back to the escort agency with me. Any problem?"
"No problem! Absolutely no problem!"
As if granted a pardon, Jia Renda scrambled to his feet and staggered toward Fang Renzhi's corpse.
Di the镖师 glanced at Jia Renda's disheveled figure, took a half step closer to Chen Yuan, and lowered his voice.
"Chief镖师 Chen, aren't you worried about him escaping?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan turned his head to the side.
"I... would really like him to give it a try."
Jia Renda's back stiffened, and he trembled even more violently.
He laboriously turned Fang Renzhi's body over.
"vomit--!"
Di, the bodyguard, only glanced at it before his stomach churned violently. He abruptly turned and lunged against the wall, bracing himself against it with one hand as he bent over and began to gag violently.
Fang Renzhi's entire face... seemed to have been struck head-on by an invisible hammer, completely caved in.
His facial features were distorted and blurred into a mixture of flesh and bone fragments, red and white mixed together, a gruesome sight.
Before he had finished vomiting, he caught a glimpse of Jia Renda shakily turning over Yu Renhao's body.
One of the "Four Heroes of Qingcheng," who was famous throughout the martial arts world, met the same fate as Fang Renzhi.
Di, the bodyguard, finally understood why Jia Renda dared not run away and why he was so scared that he wet himself on the spot.
This is not just a crushing defeat by force, but a complete and utter destruction!
Looking at Chen Yuan's calm, even somewhat innocent profile, the last bit of doubt in Di's heart was replaced by awe.
At the same time, a chill crept up his spine to the back of his head. Just who was this Chief Escort Chen?!
Chen Yuan watched as the bodyguard Di vomited uncontrollably, feeling somewhat helpless.
You really can't blame him.
Who knew they were so fragile?
Fuwei Escort Agency, Accounting Department.
With his back to the door, Lin Zhennan unconsciously rubbed the cold edge of the rosewood table with his fingers as he spoke in a deep voice to Mr. Huang, the accountant.
"Master Huang, please prepare a few invitations and invite some old friends over for a drink in the name of your wife's birthday."
This was the last move he could think of: using the birthday celebration as a pretext to actually seek help.
Mr. Huang responded and was about to pick up his pen when a male servant stumbled in.
"Chief...Chief Escort, please go...please go and take a look!"
It's "take a look" again.
Lin Zhennan's heart sank suddenly.
He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his face had regained its usual composure.
"understood."
He waved his hand, turned and walked out, his steps seemingly calm, but his hands under his sleeves had quietly clenched into fists.
Is it a reappearance of the blood-written words?
Or... have those three镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) who were sent out become three cold corpses?
He had prepared for the worst.
As you pass through the moon gate in the inner courtyard, a cacophony of noise hits you.
Dozens of people were gathered at the main entrance, some standing on tiptoe, some craning their necks, some whispering to each other, creating an eerie and restless atmosphere.
Someone with sharp eyes shouted out.
"The chief镖头 (chief镖师, a term referring to a high-ranking镖师, or镖师 is a term used to describe someone who is extremely skilled in镖局, meaning镖局, and absurdities) has arrived!"
The crowd parted abruptly, like the tide receding, revealing a small open space in the center.
Lin Zhennan glanced over and paused slightly.
Three people were standing in the center of the open space.
Besides the two bodyguards, Di and Chen, who were sent out, there was also a man with an unfamiliar face, dressed in a short blue robe, trembling like a leaf falling in the autumn wind.
There were three corpses lying on the ground, two face down and motionless, and one dressed in the clothes of his own bodyguard.
Lin Zhennan steadied himself, his gaze sweeping over Chen Yuan, the bodyguard Di, and the trembling stranger before he asked.
"What are the enemies like? Where did they come from? What do they look like?"
"Reporting to the Chief Escort."
Di, the bodyguard, took half a step forward, his voice trembling with suppressed excitement and a hint of lingering fear.
"It's the Qingcheng Sect!"
"The Qingcheng Sect?!"
These three words were like cold water dropped into a pot of boiling oil, and the crowd instantly erupted!
Exclamations, gasps, and whispers of fear filled the air, and many faces turned deathly pale.
Lin Zhennan clenched his fists tightly behind his back.
As expected... the worst-case scenario has come true!
Before the chief镖师 could ask a question, Di the镖师 grabbed the unfamiliar man next to him, shoved him forward, pointed at his nose, and said hatefully.
"Chief镖师 (chief镖师), this fellow is a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, named Jia Renda!"
"The two dead ones on the ground, one is Fang Renzhi, and the other..."
He paused, took a breath, and raised his voice.
"He's Yu Renhao, one of the Four Beauties of Qingcheng!"
"hiss!"
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
"They were ordered to surround the south side of the security company, and believe the other three sides..."
Before the bodyguard Di finished speaking, Lin Zhennan understood immediately, and his heart sank.
He suppressed his turbulent emotions and asked the most crucial question.
"Which passing expert stepped in and helped subdue these villains?"
"Where is that expert?"
His gaze swept over Chen Yuan and the bodyguard again, and he was already convinced that it must be some reclusive master who happened to be there.
If we could retain this master...
Upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation and awe flashed across Di the镖师's face. He secretly glanced at Chen Yuan beside him and said in an incredulous tone.
"Chief镖头 (chief镖师) has no other experts."
"Fang Renzhi, Yu Renhao, and Jia Renda... were all taken down by Chen Yuan, the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) alone."
Quiet.
A deathly silence.
Everyone seemed frozen in place, their eyes wide and mouths agape, staring in disbelief at the young bodyguard standing in the center.
It's him?
Chen Yuan, who usually doesn't show off and is even somewhat taciturn?
He single-handedly defeated three skilled fighters from the Qingcheng Sect, one of whom was one of the renowned "Four Heroes of Qingcheng" in the martial arts world.
After a few breaths, a commotion arose from the crowd, and everyone began to discuss it.
Lin Zhennan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly looked at Chen Yuan.
Shock, elation, doubt, fear... countless emotions swirled in his eyes.
"Quiet!"
Lin Zhennan suddenly said this.
Once the crowd fell silent, he stepped forward, clasped his hands slightly in greeting to Chen Yuan, and showed an extremely solemn, even respectful, expression.
"Master Chen".
He changed his tune.
"This is not the place to talk. Would you mind... moving to the inner hall for a more detailed discussion?"
Chen Yuan glanced at Lin Zhennan and nodded with a slightly surprised expression.
Lin Zhennan felt a great weight lifted from his heart and reached out a hand to guide the object.
"please!"
The two walked one after the other towards the inner courtyard, under the gaze of dozens of stunned and shocked eyes.
The moment their figures disappeared around the corner of the corridor, the deathly silent crowd suddenly came alive again, their chatter almost lifting the roof off.
Jia Renda, who was slumped on the spot, watched Chen Yuan leave, as if he had lost his last support, and his face showed even greater fear.
He swallowed hard, then tried to get up using both hands and feet, hoping to sneak into the inner courtyard.
With Chen Yuan, that jinx, there, it actually became the only potentially safe place.
But as soon as he moved, a foot slammed down heavily on the bluestone slab in front of him, blocking his way.
Di, the bodyguard, looked down at him, his face devoid of the excitement he had shown in front of the chief bodyguard, replaced only by cold disgust and a burning rage that needed to be vented.
He twisted his neck, his joints making a soft "crack" sound, and then waved his hand around.
Brothers!
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"Beat them!"