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Amid the chaos, Xia Xihe had already cut off the restraints on his hands and feet. He pushed the hospital bed aside and stood up unsteadily. At that moment, Yan Yuting, who had fallen to the ground, noticed he had broken free and immediately lunged at him with fiery eyes.
"Don't even think about escaping!" he shouted rudely, grabbing Xia Xihe's hair. Xia Xihe cried out in pain and elbowed him backward.
"Ugh..." Yan Yuting loosened his grip in pain, and Xia Xihe hurriedly ran forward. However, before he could take two steps, he was dragged down by Yan Yuting.
Yan Yuting had no martial arts training; he only knew how to fight brutally. He mounted Xia Xihe and swung his fists down hard.
Due to the dim environment and overwhelming panic, Xia Xihe was caught off guard by the blows.
"Run! You still want to escape! Even if I can't change your nature, I'll ruin your looks!" he yelled while hitting him. After taking a few punches, anger surged within Xia Xihe. He shouted and pushed his palms against Yan Yuting's lower abdomen, sending him stumbling backward with a cry.
Xia Xihe jumped up and kicked at him repeatedly, causing Yan Yuting to scream like a pig being slaughtered. However, coming from an Underworld background, Yan Yuting was not so easily subdued. After taking a few kicks, he retaliated fiercely, enduring the pain as he tightly grabbed Xia Xihe's leg and forcefully brought him down.
Although Xia Xihe had some martial arts skills, he lacked Yan Yuting's ferocity. The two struggled back and forth on the ground like fighting kittens.
The room was in disarray when Yan Yulong and his Special Forces team arrived outside the door. Uncertain of the situation inside, Yan Yulong first put on glasses equipped with thermal sensors to locate the individuals inside before commanding, "Breach the door!"
A Special Forces member fired several shots at the door lock, causing the doctors and nurses inside to panic and retreat.
Yan Yulong kicked the door open. His team members raised their guns at those inside and shouted, "Hands up! Don't move!"
Everyone quickly crossed their hands behind their heads, except for Yan Yuting and Xia Xihe, who were still grappling fiercely with each other. Yan Yulong strode over and roughly pulled the clawing Yan Yuting away without a hint of concern. Yan Yuting stumbled back a few steps and fell into a pile of debris.
Yan Yulong grabbed Xia Xihe's arm and pulled him up.
"Wah~~ Let go of me~~!" Xia Xihe couldn't recognize Yan Yulong, who was wearing a helmet and mask, and continued to struggle in confusion.
"Idiot! If you keep making noise, I'll smack your butt!" Yan Yulong pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly. Xia Xihe, hearing that familiar voice, was surprised and immediately stopped struggling.
At that moment, the walkie-talkie hanging on Yan Yulong's chest crackled to life: "Report, the area above the second floor of the main building has been secured..."
"Got it, tidy up and prepare to retreat, OVER." After giving the order, Yan Yulong took off his suffocating helmet and mask, pulling the still-dazed Xia Xihe along as they left.
Outside, flames blazed fiercely, and explosions and gunfire could be heard intermittently; helicopters were constantly circling in the sky—this was straight out of a Hollywood war movie.
Xia Xihe stared in disbelief. Was he dreaming? Was this still the real world? Confused, he followed Yan Yulong closely and stammered, "Um... uh... Yan Yulong, what’s going on here..."
"What’s going on? Just think of it as watching a movie." Yan Yulong understood that his fragile psyche couldn't handle this shock.
"Huh?"
Just as Xia Xihe was about to ask further, a huge shadow suddenly appeared ahead. Yan Yulong quickly shielded Xia Xihe and stepped back—bang!
The shadow swung a fist, creating a large dent in the wall in front of them. If Yan Yulong had been even a moment slower, his head would have been smashed.
Xia Xihe looked at the person in panic—it was that terrifying black bodyguard called "Hunk"!
The steel gauntlets on his hands reflected glimmers of cold light, looking quite frightening.
The black man shook his fist menacingly, as if declaring war on them.
Yan Yulong didn't regard the opponent's massive figure with any concern. He sneered as he removed his cumbersome bulletproof vest and magazine pouch, along with his fingerless gloves.
"Come on." Yan Yulong provocatively beckoned him with his finger.
He wasn't really going to engage in hand-to-hand combat with this giant, was he? Xia Xihe looked at the dent in the wall in panic and anxiously pulled at Yan Yulong, saying, "Yan Yulong! Don't fight him! This guy is really strong..."
"Just a big bear, what's there to be afraid of?" Yan Yulong pushed him away. "Stay back..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the black man had already swung his fist at him eagerly.
Yan Yulong tilted his head to dodge, and at the same time, Xia Xihe jumped aside to avoid the attack.
"You dirty bear! Trying to sneak attack, huh?!" Yan Yulong yelled as he delivered a flying kick that struck the opponent's chin.
With a crack, the black man’s head snapped back. Just as Xia Xihe was about to cheer for Yan Yulong's bravery, the black man surprisingly twisted his head back. He rubbed his chin and shook his neck nonchalantly, grinning at them with his white teeth bared.
This guy is really a monster! Xia Xihe screamed internally.
"Tsk tsk, pretty sturdy..." Yan Yulong was not intimidated; he smiled calmly and pulled out two bandages from his pocket, wrapping them around his knuckles tightly.
Wasn't this the stance Yan Yulong used when he taught Taekwondo with Master Zhang? Xia Xihe thought in confusion.
It seemed that this was a sign that Yan Yulong was preparing to unleash a finishing move...
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