Chapter 62: Trap

, and their eyes were fixed on a certain direction.Lao Liu looked around at everyone, finding that they were all listening to him, which made him even more comfortable. Then he continued, "And althoug..."Falling Dragon Cliff What's that place"

"Hee hee, it's just a cliff. Legend has it that a real dragon fell from there in the past, hence its name."

Zhou Xing's mysterious demeanor successfully piqued Wang Lin's interest.

"Is there anything special there"

"You'll know when you get there, come on! That's a place I stumbled upon as a kid. I wouldn't take just anyone there, not many people in our Zhou family even know about it!"

"Great! Let's go see!"

Wang Lin is also a person with high art and courage. He is willing to explore anything that interests him.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder, or rather, Zhou Xing was the only one shouldering while Wang Lin had his hands in his pockets, constantly asking questions. But Zhou Xing remained steadfast, insisting they would only reveal their truth at Zhuilong Cliff.

This aroused Wang Lin's greater interest. Could this mysterious place also have the aura of the fake mountain

He followed Zhou Xing with anticipation, winding through the manor. At some point, they left the manor's grounds, and the surroundings grew increasingly desolate. He didn't mind, though; mysterious places were always secluded.

Until the sun set, the two only reached a towering cliff. Wang Lin looked down, and the bottom of the cliff was invisible, like an abyss, attracting Wang Lin to explore.

Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly retreated, closing his eyes to ease the discomfort for a while before it subsided.

He looked around, finding Zhou Xing's figure gone. A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in him.

"Stephen Chow Stephen Chow!"

Wang Lin shouted several times, hoping to get a response from Zhou Xing. But the surroundings were eerily silent, only his own echoing shouts could be heard.

"It shouldn't be like this. If Zhou Xing fell, he would at least shout loudly. And since they were both looking down at the same time, if he fell, I definitely would have seen it."

"Ho ho, no need to look, Zhou Xing is fine!"

A delicate voice came, Wang Lin listened familiarly, turned his head and saw Zhou Xing following a dandy out of the woods.

"Is it you"

He recognized the speaker as Zhou Rong, but he was a little curious why he would be here.

Wang Lin looked at Zhou Xing again and saw that he was looking at himself with a face full of guilt, showing self-blame, worry, and a complex expression.

He seemed to understand something, and a warning light flashed in his heart.

"Hmph, wanna have a chat" Zhou Rong spread his hands with a light smile, then looked at Zhou Xing again "It's none of your business, scram!"

Zhou Xing didn't dare to say a word, bowed his head and quickly turned away, looking completely different from the close and friendly demeanor he had just shown on the road.

"Just tell me what's up, I'm in a hurry."

"It's easy for you. I hope you give up tomorrow's martial arts competition. Actually, not participating won't hurt you much. Oh, by the way, I'll give you two million as compensation."

Wang Lin didn't reply to Zhou Rong immediately. At this time, he was struggling internally. On one side, he could earn 800,000 yuan by working hard. On the other side, he could have 2 million yuan without doing anything.

After a while, Wang Lin looked at Zhou Rong and smiled.

To be honest, I'm very tempted.

Zhou Rong, seeing Wang Lin's expression and hearing his words, also laughed along.

"However, trust is the foundation of any relationship. Although Zhou Qi and I just met, I still intend to fulfill my promise as much as possible."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Rong's smile froze on his face for a moment, but then it reappeared instantly. However, this time, there was a hint of regret in his smile.

"It's a pity."

He extended his right hand in a wave and then turned away, without any intention of speaking further.

As his hand fell, several more masked men emerged from the forest, surrounding Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's nerves tensed instantly, he shouted "That, can I go back and think about it I guarantee I'll give you a satisfactory answer!"

Cao Zhou Rong seemed to have not heard anything, as if in his heart, Wang Lin was already a dead man, there was no need to talk about it any further.

Wang Lin watched Zhou Rong leave, then looked at the approaching crowd. He cursed inwardly, but now he could only try to break through. If he was truly surrounded, then he would be truly trapped with no way out.

Over a dozen people formed a semi-circle, blocking Wang Lin's only path of retreat. Then, in pairs, they charged towards Wang Lin, while three groups remained on standby to provide support at any time.

Seeing their so well-coordinated movements, Wang Lin's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He was afraid he was in danger today!

He drew a steel ruler from his waist, slightly bent his legs, and swayed back and forth constantly, occasionally making feints of attack, while letting out continuous grunts of "ah ah, ao ao" from his mouth.

When the masked man was about to enter the attack radius, Wang Lin suddenly charged at one person like a hungry tiger, his steel bar slashing across that person's neck, drawing a streak of blood.

Several seconds later, a large amount of blood spurted from his vessels. He covered his neck and with a thud, collapsed to the ground.

In an instant, one of the masked men shouted, "Be careful! Pointy hands!"

Wang Lin turned his head to look at the person, a trace of madness flashing across his face. Catching the thief first catch the king! He naturally understood.

He was still swaying from side to side, his body recovering from the recent fight where he had just taken down one person. Now facing five opponents at once, Wang Lin weaved and bobbed, swiftly taking down two more.

At this moment, there was only one person between him and the leader. Wang Lin moved to the left again. As that man prepared to follow suit, Wang Lin suddenly darted forward, his steel rod piercing the throat instantly before being quickly withdrawn.

With a forceful swing of the steel ruler, bloodstains rained down from its surface. Wang Lin looked left and right, noticing that the masked men were now hesitant to approach.

Within ten seconds, he killed four people. The other side was unharmed, but they had wounds on their legs and arms. This was because they instinctively blocked and dodged, avoiding fatal injuries.

Otherwise, at this point they would have been completely wiped out, except for the six people providing support from afar.

Wang Lin didn't give them any time to react and charged out again. For some reason, he rather enjoyed this feeling of killing. His heart was filled with exhilaration, and his shouts grew louder and more intense.

His body began to tremble with excited anticipation, his smile growing more and more sinister, accompanied by a chilling "桀桀" cackle.

When the masked people saw Wang Lin's appearance, a chill filled their hearts, and they retreated in fear, wanting to get as far away from this madman as possible.

The leader roared again, and the six men supporting him from afar simultaneously drew pistols from their waists, quickly attached silencers, and began firing at Wang Lin relentlessly.

Wang Lin noticed the movements of the six people in the distance. His pupils shrank, and he realized there was no cover around him. What should he do He could only rely on hiding

He quickly scanned his surroundings, his mind racing. When he saw the masked figure retreating rapidly, his eyes lit up. Wasn't this a perfect mobile cover

He hung tightly behind the masked man, keeping himself and his gun in a straight line with the masked man at all times.

As the distance to the gunman got closer, he could no longer form a perfect straight line. Wang Lin was helpless and could only deal with this person on the spot, starting to dodge constantly.

After the bullets ran out, Wang Lin stopped dodging and instantly charged toward the six people in the distance, not even glancing at the masked men surrounding him again.

"Bang!" The sound of a bullet being chambered echoed, and Wang Lin stopped to dodge again. When the bullets subsided, he charged out once more, but those six people were clearly trained, their reload times incredibly fast. Wang Lin could never truly get close.

The sound of a bullet being chambered rang out again, Wang Lin had no choice but to dodge once more. This "click" sounded like the opening key to a symphony; every time it echoed, Wang Lin would have to stop his "dance."

He darted between bullets, illuminated by the moonlight, like a swift hawk dancing in the gaps.

His eyes sparkled with determination, "I don't believe you have infinite bullets!"

He completely gave up on the idea of approaching them, and moved away again. After all, the farther away he was, the easier it would be to avoid them.

The gunfire continued "tat-tat" for ten minutes before gradually dying down. Wang Lin, panting heavily, looked at the ground littered with spent bullet clips beneath the six men and cursed, “Damn it! Did you guys come out of an armory How could you carry so many bullet clips”

No one answered him. The people surrounding him now saw that he was panting heavily, and they felt emboldened again, slowly approaching Wang Lin once more.

Wang Lin cursed inwardly, "I can't delay any longer. My own strength is waning, my combat power is dropping sharply. I can't capsize in this ditch! I should choose a direction to break through!"

"Come on, everyone! This guy's almost done for! Hang in there!"

Wang Lin looked at the speaker, and charged directly at him. The leader watched as this madman rushed towards him, feeling a chill run down his spine. He felt like he would be next in line to meet his end like the others before him.

He hurriedly shouted to his men, "Come and support me! I can't hold him off alone!"

Several people around him quickly approached, and the direction they were originally defending was now unguarded. Wang Lin chose a random direction and easily broke out of the encirclement.

Wang Lin was feeling elated at this moment, with no one blocking his path ahead. Just as he was about to continue escaping, a figure suddenly flashed before him.

His pleasant mood instantly turned sour.

"Will this ever end!"ifferent techniques have different effects; the first six focus on fundamentals, while the latter six focus on combat.First Style, Swift Dragon Flash: This technique represents speed, with movements a...