Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1127 - 551:
This kind of high-altitude descent without any protection is a thousand times more thrilling than the craziest roller coaster in the world.
If his body weren’t still reasonably tough, he might have had a heart attack on the spot.
Two hundred meters.
One hundred meters.
Fifty meters.
Thirty meters.
......
The ground was almost within reach, and the oppressive feeling of the impending crash was almost suffocating.
The dark and blurry street details below expanded rapidly.
The outlines of flower beds, the flash of revolving doors, and even the colors of the roadside trash cans were clearly discernible.
"Hold on tight!"
A flash of golden light appeared in Fang Cheng’s eyes, and the muscles of his left arm tightened abruptly.
His five fingers dug deep into the crevices of the aluminum pillar, and the friction in his palm was pushed to the limit.
Screeech——
Accompanied by a bone-chilling sound of metal twisting, the downward momentum stopped abruptly just three meters above the ground.
The enormous inertia from the more than three-hundred-meter fall was thus forcibly offset by Fang Cheng’s terrifying arm strength.
Then, he twisted his waist and abdomen, his body swinging agilely like a monkey.
Plop.
Both feet landed steadily on the ground, knees slightly bent to absorb the impact, his movements light enough not to raise even a speck of dust.
Fang Cheng released his right hand, placing the limp-legged Shen Wei on the bench by the flower bed.
Then he adjusted his windblown hood, his expression remaining calm as ever.
As if he hadn’t just leaped from a height of over three hundred meters but merely stepped out for a walk.
Shen Wei lay limp on the bench, panting heavily, his heart pounding against his chest, his body soaked in cold sweat.
He raised his head dazedly, looking at the towering skyscraper and then at the young man before him, calm and collected.
It was as if the wild experience just now was but a dream.
This was... too insane!
Shen Wei had been in the martial world for decades, had seen desperadoes, and had seen transcedents.
But only tonight’s exhilarating experience made him realize what it truly meant to be a ruthless person.
This was not something an ordinary human could do or dare to do!
Shen Wei’s throat tightened, and he couldn’t utter a single word for quite a while.
Besides the relief of surviving the ordeal, his heart was filled with deep awe for the man before him.
Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the short silence.
From not far away, two figures beside a grey van saw the commotion here and rushed over quickly.
They were the ones responsible for receiving, Professor and Xiao Ya.
Just now, they had been waiting downstairs and had witnessed Fang Cheng rapidly descending from the skyscraper with someone.
The shock on their faces had not yet completely subsided.
"Chairman brother, are you alright?"
Xiao Ya ran the fastest, her eyes scanning Fang Cheng up and down, only relaxing after confirming he hadn’t lost an arm or leg.
Though not very familiar yet, her concern was genuine.
The Professor appeared much calmer, having witnessed Fang Cheng’s superhuman feats many times before.
He then asked with concern:
"Chairman, how’s the situation up there?"
Fang Cheng replied calmly:
"Everything went smoothly as planned, Fatty Hu and the others are holding off Bloodthorn’s men, no casualties for now."
Upon hearing this, the Professor slightly relaxed.
He adjusted his glasses, his gaze turned to the old man slumped on the bench, asking with some puzzlement:
"Who is this...?"
Fang Cheng adjusted his sleeve, then introduced:
"This is Shen Wei, the resident of the East City Association, and also the target of our rescue mission tonight."
Upon hearing this name, both the Professor and Xiao Ya couldn’t help but curiously size him up.
Though not involved with the gangs, they knew that this man controlled half of East Capital’s underworld.
"Cough, cough..."
Shen Wei finally caught his breath, struggling to stand only to agitate his leg’s broken bone, grimacing in pain.
Ignoring his manners, he clasped his hands, deeply bowing to Fang Cheng with a hoarse yet earnest voice:
"Mr. Fang, words cannot express my gratitude. Were it not for you tonight, I fear these old bones would have been done in by those monsters."
Fang Cheng casually waved his hand, stepping forward to help him up:
"Chairman Shen, we’re all old associates, no need for such formality."
After speaking, he turned to the Professor, instructing:
"I’ll leave him to you, settle Chairman Shen first."
The Professor immediately acknowledged, promptly supporting Shen Wei’s other arm, speaking in a deep voice:
"Mr. Shen, we shouldn’t stay here for long."
"Our car is just over there, let me help you up to rest first, then I’ll contact the East City Association to send a convoy for response."
Upon hearing "contact the East City Association," Shen Wei’s previously grateful expression instantly subsided, a shadow flickering in his eyes.
The kidnapping last night was too peculiar, his whereabouts completely exposed.
This meant absolute uncleanliness within the gang, a traitor surely lurked.
If contacting them led the hidden traitor to have him exit one wolf’s den only to enter another, falling prey once more.
It would indeed be too unjust.
"No need."
Shen Wei shook his head, speaking through grit teeth:
"For now, don’t contact anyone, I can’t trust them."
At these words, the Professor was slightly stunned, turning his head to Fang Cheng for instructions.
It seemed Fang Cheng had anticipated Shen Wei’s concerns, and he added:
"Ah Le is recuperating at my place, perhaps you could meet there?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Wei’s face immediately lit up, visibly relaxing.
Ah Le was nurtured by him, if he couldn’t trust even Ah Le, then no one in this world could be trusted.
"Alright, let’s go to your place then."
Shen Wei nodded heavily, saying no more.
After a brief arrangement, Fang Cheng instructed the Professor and Xiao Ya once more:
"Stay by the vehicle, be ready to retreat at any moment."
After speaking, he looked up at the towering Silver Wing Building.
Standing here, faint sounds of gunfire and shouting from the top could still be heard.
Clearly, the battle was at a fever pitch.
The Professor, noticing this, eyes flashed and immediately asked:
"Chairman, are you planning to assist Fatty Hu and the others? Why don’t I join you, Xiao Ya can guard here alone."
Xiao Ya quickly agreed, saying:
"Yes, Chairman brother, with Uncle Ye to help, it’ll be quicker to deal with those bad guys."
"No need."
Fang Cheng shook his head slightly, his gaze suddenly becoming sharp, speaking sternly:
"Wait for me to return!"
Before the words fell, his body was like a powerful engine restarting.
Just two steps to gather speed, he exerted force with his legs, causing the cement ground to crack in a circle instantly.
His entire body launched upwards like a soaring cannonball, leaping directly seven or eight meters high.
"Smack."
Fang Cheng firmly gripped the smooth glass curtain wall of the building.
This time, without searching for metal rafters for support, he directly adhered to the glass surface.
Subsequently, Fang Cheng’s arm muscles swelled suddenly, his waist and back taut like a drawn bowstring.
Whizz!
On the smooth wall, without any support points, he performed a leap defying physical logic, his body launching several meters upwards again.
Immediately his toes lightly touched the wall, using his hands and feet, he continuously ascended like a speeding arrow, climbing again toward the building’s top over three hundred meters above.
No!
It shouldn’t be described as "climbing" to portray this scene.
Because at this moment, Fang Cheng didn’t need to cautiously control his speed and balance like when descending earlier.
On this vertical man-made cliff, he unleashed his body’s inherent terrifying explosiveness.
The action flowed smoothly like a black wolf spider hunting, regarding gravity as nonexistent.
The extremely slick glass curtain wall seemed like a flat road beneath his feet.
"This..."
About to get in the car, Shen Wei, watching that figure moving effortlessly on the vertical wall, his mouth slightly open, speechless for a while.
Compared to the superhuman experience of the downward slide from the building’s top previously,
This rapid ascent ignoring gravity evidently offered a more astonishing visual impact.
Under the astonished and worried gaze of the three.
Fang Cheng’s figure soon dwindled to an inconspicuous black dot, vanishing into the night and neon shadows above the building.