Chapter 329 Bad News
Chapter 329 Bad News
"Fuck you and your nonsense!"
"The Great Recital of the Seven Injuries Fist!"
Qin Yu, refusing to be trampled underfoot like a mangy dog, risked suffering backlash and executed the final move of the Seven Injuries Fist.
Directly unleashing the last move of the Seven Injuries Fist.
"Kid, today I'll let you understand what it means to 'set oneself against the unstoppable'!"
With utter disdain on his face, the man in the duckbill hat flipped his wrist and slapped his palm towards Qin Yu's fist.
In the world of martial arts, the art of palm strikes is held in the highest regard, followed by finger techniques, with fist techniques considered the least sophisticated.
Boom...
However, the man in the duckbill hat had underestimated the perverse power of the Seven Injuries Fist, and with Qin Yu having cultivated the Shen Zhao Jing, his energy was exceedingly abundant. It was just that he couldn't yet release his energy externally.
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"Hiss..."
Caught off guard, the duckbill-hatted man's wrist broke, a grimace of pain furrowing his brow as he continuously inhaled sharply from the agony.
"Hmpf..."
Qin Yu immediately suffered backlash. His vital energy roiled within him, and with a single cough, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Damn it... What kind of fist technique is this?"
Full of malice, the duckbill-hatted man stared intently at Qin Yu.
"Come on, let's continue to fight it out!"
Clenching his teeth, Qin Yu prepared for a bitter struggle with the man in the duckbill hat. With his wrist now broken, the man possessed, at most, the combat power of someone in the Huajin phase, which placed him on the same level as Ghost Granny, rendering him not so formidable any longer.
"Hmph, kid, who are you trying to scare? Do you think I can't see that you are just bluffing?"
The man in the duckbill hat retorted coldly.
"Then come on!"
Qin Yu bellowed.
A man should die standing up, not live on his knees. Even at the risk of disrupting his meridians and suffering a counter-flow of vital energy, he must kill this bastard today, for he was intolerable in his overbearingness.
The Shen Zhao Jing was taught to him by his grandfather; by what right did this man try to take it?
"You..."
The complexion of the duckbill-hatted man shifted between green and white. Qin Yu's punch breaking his wrist made him somewhat apprehensive, fearing that Qin Yu had other trump cards. If another one of his arms should break, he would be upturned in the gutter tonight.
Da da da...
Just as the duckbill-hatted man was contemplating whether to fight to the death with Qin Yu, the sound of helicopters filled the air.
Liu Xiaoxiao, upon seeing Qin Yu lure away the man in the duckbill hat, feared for his safety and hurriedly called Yan Mingyu for help.
Upon hearing that Qin Yu might be in danger, Yan Mingyu ordered the two computer geeks, Chen Mo and Luo Zheng, to track his phone and pinpoint Qin Yu's exact location. She then led a team of bodyguards, rushing over in two helicopters to the rescue.
"Brother Yu!"
As more than ten A-grade security personnel, each armed with a powerful crossbow, descended from the helicopters on ropes and stormed into the fray...
"Don't move!"
"How did you find this place?"
...the duckbill-hatted man's face grew even uglier. If his wrist hadn't been broken, facing the threat of more than ten crossbows, he might still have had the strength to fight.
Now, greatly weakened, he could make a getaway, but taking down these ten or so people seemed unrealistic.
With this in mind, the duckbill-hatted man took a long, hard look at Qin Yu, "Remember this, you've offended the entire Martial Alliance. This isn't over!"
"Whoosh..."
Without a moment's delay, the duckbill-hatted man flickered a few times before jumping out the window and quickly vanished into the vast night.
"Qin Yu!"
"Miss Yan!"
Wearing a black coat and exuding a commanding presence, Yan Mingyu entered with her bodyguards and looked at Qin Yu with concern, "How are you, are you okay? Where is he?"
"You arrived just in time, nothing serious!"
Qin Yu shook his head. It wasn't his first time using the Seven Injuries Fist, after all; a few days of rest should suffice for recovery.
"Ring, ring..."
Just then, Yan Mingyu's phone began to ring; it was Liu Xiaoxiao calling, "Yes, Xiaoxiao, we've found Qin Yu. He's alright!"
"Ring, ring..."
No sooner had Yan Mingyu hung up than the ringtone sounded abruptly again, this time the call was from Grandfather.
"Grandfather? Ah..."
Whatever was said on the other end of the line left Yan Mingyu visibly shocked and she inadvertently glanced at Qin Yu.
"Okay, we'll come over right now!"
Yan Mingyu put down the phone, her expression becoming very somber.
"That... Qin Yu..."
Yan Mingyu struggled to find the words, not knowing how to break the terrible news to him.
The two had been in contact for over half a year now, and it was clear to see the depth of the relationship between Qin Yu and his grandfather.
"Director Yan, has something happened again?"
Qin Yu could sense that something was amiss from Yan Mingyu's heavy expression.
"Qin Yu..."
Yan Mingyu bit her lip before finally saying with difficulty, "Grandpa Qin..."
"What happened to my grandpa?"
Seeing Yan Mingyu, who was usually so decisive, hesitating and stumbling over her words, Qin Yu's head buzzed with a foreboding sense of dread.
"He's gone..."
Yan Mingyu steeled her heart to say it.
"Ah..."
Qin Yu felt as if the world was spinning, his vision going dark, nearly fainting on the spot.
Grandpa... gone?
"Brother Yu!"
Two A-level security guards immediately supported Qin Yu.
"Qin Yu, the situation is a bit complicated; Grandpa asked us to get there first!"
Yan Mingyu looked at the man who wouldn't change his expression even when alcohol was used to clean a wound, now clenching his fists, silently shedding tears, and her heart also ached incessantly.
"..."
Qin Yu nodded.
The news of his grandfather's death, though it struck like a bolt from the blue, causing him indescribable pain, did not lead him to scream out loud, nor did he cry like a woman in loud sobs.
Instead, he clenched his fists so tightly his fingernails pierced his skin.
Silence was his deafening cry!
"Set off, go directly to my grandfather's estate!"
Yan Mingyu waved her hand, and after all her subordinates had gone out, she extended her graceful arm to support Qin Yu and said softly, "No matter who you have offended this time, I will stand with you!"
In her eyes, husbands and wives are one; they share their fortunes and face their troubles together.
"..."
Qin Yu glanced at Yan Mingyu and nodded silently once more.
Then, he walked out of the courtyard and boarded the helicopter waiting outside, heading towards Old Master Yan's estate.
Twenty minutes later.
The helicopter landed in the courtyard of Old Master Yan's estate.
As soon as the cabin door opened, Qin Yu jumped out and ran towards the back yard where his grandfather lived, "Grandpa..."
"Xiaoyu..."
Old Master Yan hurried after him.
Creak...
As Qin Yu pushed open the courtyard door, he saw his grandfather lying on the ground, limbs contorted at unnatural angles.
That is to say, before Grandpa Qin's death, his limbs had been twisted and broken while he was still alive.
"Pu..."
The backlash of the Seven Injuries Fist, coupled with his grandfather's tragic death, made Qin Yu spit out another mouthful of fresh blood, and he swayed, barely able to stand.
Clearly, his grandfather had been beaten to death alive.
"Xiaoyu, restrain your grief..."
Old Master Yan's eyes were also brimming with tears as he gently patted Qin Yu's shoulder.
"Martial Alliance..."
Qin Yu's eyes split with fury, not needing to think to know it was the work of someone from the Martial Alliance.
"Xiaoyu, look..."
Old Master Yan seemed to have discovered something and pointed at something beneath Grandpa Qin's body, where there were faintly visible characters.
"This is..."
Qin Yu gently lifted his grandfather's body, and the characters underneath were revealed.