Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1438 - 694:
Previously on Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups...
In the darkness, the intruder appeared like a Demon God emerging from Hell.
A scarlet Evil Ghost Mask covered his face.
Fangs were bared, the visage ferocious, with curved horns protruding from both sides of his forehead.
A pair of scarlet eyes emitted a suffocating pressure in the dark.
Without a moment’s pause, his robust body charged forward like a human road roller.
And the entrance was precisely placed, right between the load-bearing column on the west side of the living room and the main door.
Debris and dust from the explosion rushed towards Ghost Fox and Blood Jackal with the howling gale.
Yet the figure ignored them entirely, eyes locked on Li Jie, tied behind the load-bearing column.
His hands swiftly reached out, ten fingers gripping the fine steel chains wrapped around Li Jie like iron pincers.
He yanked forcefully.
"Clang—"
A piercing sound of metal breaking echoed, and the thumb-thick iron chains snapped into pieces, crashing to the ground.
Ghost Fox was taken aback.
His hands quickly pushed forward, and an immense surge of telekinesis burst forth.
Dozens of sharp cement debris and twisted steel bars instantly changed direction.
Like cannonballs, they tore through the air, aimed right at the back of the Evil Ghost Mask.
The intruder didn’t even turn his head, his broad back like an indestructible wall.
A dazzling golden flame erupted from his body.
The cement pieces collided with the flame and were pulverized by the fearsome recoil, falling down like dust.
He grabbed Li Jie by the collar, bent his knees slightly, and pushed hard.
The brick floor beneath him caved in with a crash.
"Boom!"
A fierce sonic boom exploded in the living room.
The air was torn open by the extreme speed, forming a visible white shockwave.
A wild gale swept across the room, flinging the tattered sofa and coffee table away.
Li Jie’s mind was in a haze, unable to react.
He only saw a blur before his eyes, the surroundings elongated into indistinguishable lines, and the wind turned into a piercing scream in his ears.
His mouth gaped in astonishment, unable to draw a breath, as his body was hauled through the breach in the wall by a terrifying force.
The air currents churned, dust surged.
Blood Jackal was knocked back three steps, his back slamming heavily against the wall.
He steadied himself, eyes wide, staring at the empty cavity, shouting loudly:
"Boss, who was that?! The person was snatched away, what do we do now?"
Outside the window, a sudden burst of gunfire shattered the quiet night of Peace Farm.
Ghost Fox stood still, his face livid, rage burning in his eyes.
Having his prey snatched away right under his nose was a blatant display of power that humiliated him.
He gritted his teeth, and ordered sharply:
"Go grab those two in the yard, detain Li Fei and that fake Chairman for me!"
Within the farmyard, smoke and gunfire erupted everywhere.
Tatatata—
Referent bursts from assault rifles spewed continuously from surrounding bungalows and cover.
"Stop firing! Are you blind? I’m still here!"
Old Badger was flat on the muddy ground, hands over his head, scrambling towards the ditch nearby.
The moment gunfire rang out, Fatty Hu scooped up Li Fei, clamping him under his arm, and sprinted off.
Bullets whistled past their ears, striking the ground and kicking up clusters of gravel and dirt.
Fatty Hu let out a low growl.
His burly body swelled against the wind, muscles already robust expanded and hardened further, tearing apart the black vest.
On the surface of his bronze skin, coarse black fur grew rapidly.
"Poof!"
A stray bullet struck his back, making a sound like hitting rubber tires.
Fatty Hu staggered and cursed loudly:
"Damn it! Those bastards are using armor-piercing bullets, it jolts my insides painfully!"
Being bounced around under his arm, Li Fei coughed up some blood:
"Run in an S pattern, damn it! You’re making yourself a big target, trying to be a sitting duck?!"
Fatty Hu slapped his head with his big palm:
"Right, why didn’t I think of that? You’re pretty smart!"
As he spoke, he exerted force with his legs, weaving Li Fei around in the mud like a frenzied Black Bear.
He managed to tread a crooked path, evading the interlaced network of gunfire.
However, they hadn’t run far before flashlight beams swept erratically over the front.
Over a dozen assassins in tactical vests emerged, surrounding them from three bungalows.
They raised their rifles, aiming at the two of them, completely cutting off their retreat.
Despite having completed his beast transformation, significantly boosting his body’s defense and strength, Fatty Hu’s speed took a hit while carrying someone, making it impossible to break through the encirclement.
Li Fei patted Fatty Hu’s sturdy arm, advising:
"Put me down, with me in tow, no one can escape."
Fatty Hu didn’t hesitate, immediately letting go.
Li Fei steadied himself and took a breath.
The two stood back-to-back, watching the encroaching circle tighten.
"Legs shaking?"
Fatty Hu spat out mud-tasting saliva.
"I’ve been to death’s door before, nothing to fear."
Li Fei pulled out the dagger from his waist, holding it reverse grip without the slightest fear.
"Ah Fei, you’ve got guts!"
Fatty Hu grinned broadly.
Then, clasping his hands, he cracked his knuckles and roared at the assassins opposite them:
"Come on! Grandpa Tiger will teach you how to be men today!"
"Ssss—Sssss—"
A chilling sound of dense crawling faintly came from behind.