jdhmnovel Chapter 170 Why be shy?
Chapter 170 Why be shy?
“If that’s the case, there’s no point in hiding.” Jingkang lit a cigarette. “If we drag this out any longer, it will eventually pick us off one by one!”
Zhou Jue glanced at the time: "It's 4:13 now. Let's take a break and move out at 5 o'clock, shall we?"
Wang Zhe raised his hand and looked at the small knife in his hand with disdain: "I'll go get a big knife first, this little knife is useless!"
"There's an ironware shop right behind this street!" Guo Xinwen and Chen Jiangqiao had run back and forth along this street countless times while searching for the old beggar, so they immediately led everyone to the ironware shop to upgrade their weapons.
Jingkang kicked open the door of the ironware shop, and Zhou Jue and Wang Zhe, who followed closely behind, quickly finished their work in the shop.
Ji Xingyi intended to hand over his goose-feather saber to Jiang Lin, but found that after several battles, the blade had developed a nick. So he took a new goose-feather saber from the blacksmith shop and handed it to Jiang Lin.
Ji Xingyi: "Let's give it a try."
Jiang Lin drew his sword and casually performed a beautiful sword flourish.
"Amazing!" Chi Xuan exclaimed.
Jingkang was also extremely surprised: "You've studied this before?"
Jiang Lin shook his head. Within the organization, Jiang Lin wasn't positioned as a soldier and had no need to wield weapons. However, Jiang Lin possessed strong mental power, giving him even more precise control over his muscles than special forces soldiers like Jing Kang. Coupled with the knowledge stored in his brain, the young man displayed astonishing talent from the very beginning.
"Third brother, you wouldn't happen to be a born swordsman, would you?" Wang Zhe asked enviously, picking up the longsword beside him. "Give me a chance, maybe I am a born swordsman!"
Wang Zhe imitated Jiang Lin's swordplay and performed a flourish.
Whoosh!
The longsword slipped from his hand and nearly pierced Chen Jiangqiao's toe.
Chen Jiangqiao broke out in a cold sweat. After realizing what had happened, he gave Wang Zhe a hard shove on the back of the head: "You idiot, sword embryo? You bastard!"
Wang Zhe, unusually feeling guilty, didn't retort.
Between their playful banter, Ji Xingyi's gaze grew increasingly somber. His lover possessed terrifying power, and compared to Jiang Lin, he was not just a fraction inferior, but on a completely different level.
How can someone so weak protect Jiang Lin?
“This is suitable for you.” Jingkang handed over a Miao sword with a blade about three feet eight inches long, pulling Ji Xingyi back to reality.
The Miao sword, named for its resemblance to a rice seedling, was anciently known as a long sword. The Miao sword that Jingkang chose for Ji Xingyi, including the hilt, was over 1.5 meters long, perfectly suited to Ji Xingyi's already tall stature.
Ji Xingyi took the Miao sword and weighed it in his hand.
Jingkang: "Let's find a place, and I'll teach you a few tricks."
Ji Xing nodded and followed Jingkang out.
"Third brother, what do you think is suitable for me?" Wang Zhe leaned close to Jiang Lin and asked for help.
Jiang Lin's gaze was still fixed on Ji Xingyi's back. He casually picked up a large machete from the wooden bucket, stuffed it into Wang Zhe's hand, and followed Ji Xingyi's footsteps.
"I'm going to use this?" Wang Zhe looked at the rough, large cleaver tied with red silk and was somewhat speechless.
Chen Jiangqiao glanced at the two who had left and mocked Wang Zhe, "You're only suited for this kind of thing! Do you even know how to handle those swords and knives?"
Chi Xuan couldn't help but laugh, and Guo Xinwen nodded to Wang Zhe: "You're strong, you'd be perfect for a machete."
Jingkang only taught the method of slashing with both hands. Because the Miao sword is extremely long, it is impossible to make fancy moves in actual combat. Life and death are basically determined within two or three moves.
Ji Xingyi has a good understanding and a solid foundation, so he made a qualitative leap in just ten minutes.
"You start practicing." Jingkang patted Ji Xingyi on the shoulder and turned back to the ironware shop to prepare his weapon.
Ji Xingyi looked at Jiang Lin, who had been standing to the side, walked over, and reached out to remove a small, withered leaf from Jiang Lin's hair: "If you encounter danger, you go first, don't worry about me."
Jiang Lin raised an eyebrow: "Are you serious?"
Ji Xingyi suddenly realized that he had misspoke.
Jiang Lin chuckled and pulled the man toward the clothing store across the street. Ji Xing paused at one step.
Jiang Lin: "Go change your clothes before the operation. Aren't you uncomfortable wearing these?"
Ji Xingyi's blood had been cleaned up a little, but his white shirt was stained red and could not be restored to its original state, and his sweater was also torn in many places.
Ji Xingyi wanted to refuse, but Jiang Lin's gaze was too forceful, so he had no choice but to kick open the door of the clothing store. Jiang Lin picked out a set of clothes that were easier to move in and handed them to Ji Xingyi, telling him to go change.
Ji Xingyi had just entered the changing room to change her clothes when she saw Jiang Lin follow her in, so she quickly stopped what she was doing.
Seeing the man's sudden nervousness, Jiang Lin touched his chin with her index finger: "What are you shy about? Is there any part of your body that I haven't seen?"
Ji Xingyi's eyes flickered as she said, "It's small here, and we're in a bit of a hurry. Linlin, you go out first."
Jiang Lin's smile vanished, and he said coldly, "Take it off!"
Ji Xing paused in his breathing, and helplessly took off his sweater in front of Jiang Lin, then unbuttoned his shirt.
Seeing the man's hesitant movements, Jiang Lin reached out and started to tear at him. But when she saw the bright red blood and large patches of skin peeling off his back, her fingertips paused.
Ji Xingyi quickly pulled her clothes up, her voice a little hoarse: "Don't look, it looks terrible."
Although Ji Xingyi couldn't see the injuries on his back, the sight of the peeling skin must have been quite ugly.
Jiang Lin's eyes flushed crimson: "Take it off."
Ji Xingyi could only take off her clothes again, but this time she was very quick and immediately changed into the new clothes prepared by Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin: "Does it hurt?"
Ji Xingyi reassured her in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt. I bought painkillers before entering the dungeon. They can block out all pain."
Jiang Lin felt a rush of anger to her head, blinked, and then pinched the man's arm.
Ji Xingyi endured the pain and suppressed his body's instinctive reaction, but he still underestimated Jiang Lin's eyesight.
"Ji Xingyi, with your acting skills, you don't think you can fool me, do you?" Jiang Lin suddenly wanted to laugh, but his eyes became even more bloodshot. He knew about the effects of Qingxi Tea, but he didn't expect the man's health to be so bad.
Ji Xingyi remained silent for a moment, then pulled the young man into her arms: "I'm fine."
"Does it hurt a lot when you hold me?" Jiang Lin dared not move, afraid that any movement would aggravate Ji Xingyi's already fragile skin.
Ji Xingyi ruffled the young man's hair: "Holding you makes the pain go away."
Everyone was ready to go. The second hand struck twelve, and the operation began.
Because Ji Xingyi went on a killing spree in the first half of the night, Jin Lushan increased the security forces in the second half of the night. Not only did the number of guards inside the courtyard increase dramatically, but there were also people patrolling the streets outside the mansion.
"What should we do?" Chen Jiangqiao asked in a low voice.
Jingkang's expression was grim: "We cannot charge in headfirst."
Zhou Jue asked Jiang Lin, "How about a feint attack?"
Jiang Lin: "Okay, continue setting fires."
Zhou Jue nodded to Chi Xuan and said, "You and Guo Xinwen go and set fire to the place, the bigger the better!"
Chi Xuan and Guo Xinwen nodded. They had no close combat skills at all, so it was appropriate for them to set fires.
Zhou Jue's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "The bigger the better, it would be best if the whole town were burned down!"