Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1444 - 696:

He composed himself slightly, turned to look at Fang Cheng, and wiped the rain off his face:

"Chairman, Li Jie has already been rescued, and all the Black Shark people have been wiped out. The rain is so heavy, shouldn’t we retreat quickly?"

Fang Cheng lowered his right hand and shook his head slightly.

"No, we’re not done killing yet."

His gaze turned to a ditch covered by weeds at the edge of the courtyard:

"There’s still a rat hiding in the gutter."

Fatty Hu and Li Fei were both taken aback by his words.

Just as they were speaking, a shadow suddenly burst out from a ditch several dozen meters away, clambering up the muddy slope using hands and feet, attempting to slip away under the cover of night and the pouring rain.

Crack—

A lightning bolt struck down, illuminating the side of the person’s face.

Li Fei’s eyes narrowed instantly, recognizing the person at once.

It was Old Badger, the traitor who betrayed his three martial siblings and caused Master Li’s death!

"That ungrateful beast..."

Li Fei clenched his dagger, his knuckles cracking.

He turned to look at Fang Cheng, gritting his teeth:

"Chairman, I want to kill him with my own hands to avenge Master Li!"

"Can you do it?"

Fatty Hu asked beside him.

Li Fei didn’t reply.

Then he slightly bent his body, like a tense spring, his potential energy suddenly escalating in the rain.

As an agility-type mutant, his figure became a blurred afterimage, dashing through the splashing water at high speed.

Old Badger, fleeing ahead, heard the piercing sound behind him and looked back in terror.

Before he could open his mouth to beg for mercy, the flash of a knife suddenly appeared.

"Puff!", "Puff!"...

Short, shrill cries echoed continuously in the night rain.

A moment later.

Li Fei strode back from the darkness, the dagger in his hand dripping with blood.

He walked up to Fang Cheng and reported with his head down:

"Chairman, the target has been successfully neutralized."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, casting an approving glance at him.

With the chairman’s affirmation, Li Fei’s tense shoulders slightly relaxed.

He wiped the remaining blood off the dagger on his pant leg and sheathed it.

Then, his gaze swept over the bodies and dismembered limbs strewn across the courtyard.

The heavy rain, though washing away some of the blood on the surface, did nothing to hide the gruesome sight of scattered bones and chunks of viscera.

The entire farm seemed like a slaughterhouse demolished by a bomb.

Li Fei frowned, somewhat worriedly asking for instructions:

"Chairman, with so many bodies and traces of battle left on site, how should we handle it? If the Special Search Team follows the gunshots here..."

"No need to worry for now, I will arrange for someone to clean up the site afterwards, leaving nothing behind."

Fang Cheng’s tone was calm, directly dismissing his concerns.

After saying this, he took one last look at the chaotic scene, turned around, and walked towards the farm gate.

"Let’s go. Bean and Li Jie are still waiting for us over there."

The heavy rain poured down, washing away the pools of blood scattered across the farmyard.

Fang Cheng, Fatty Hu, and Li Fei’s silhouettes gradually merged into the storm and night, disappearing beyond the ruined walls.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor of the main building.

The original owners of the farm, a husband and wife, were shielding their two young children in their arms, one on each side.

Through the cracks in the broken window, they held their breath, secretly watching everything happening in the courtyard below.

Just as the earth-shattering battle broke out, the husband took the opportunity to pick up a piece of broken glass in the dark, cutting through the nylon ropes binding his hands and feet, and quickly freed his wife and children.

At this moment, the family of four huddled closely by the window.

The bloody scent from the yard was being blown in by the night wind, almost nauseatingly so.

But more than fear or the joy of being rescued, what filled the couple’s hearts was an indescribable shock and awe.

The husband’s palm was injured and still trembled slightly from gripping the glass shard too tightly.

He looked at the countless mercenary corpses lying on the ground, and at the figure that had easily crushed all the monsters as if they were mere ants.

The man wearing the crimson mask, without utilizing any modern weapons.

Merely through a pure, physical, frenzied strength, he had descended divine skills amidst the downpour, executing an overwhelming retribution.

"Daddy..."

The daughter in his arms looked up tremblingly, her voice quivering:

"Are all those bad people defeated?"

The wife tightly covered their young son’s eyes, preventing him from seeing the shattered bodies.

The husband took a deep, cold breath, his gaze lingering long in the direction Fang Cheng had left.

The man as savage as a demon, yet descending like a god, who pulled them from the depths of Hell.

He tightened his arms around his family, murmuring softly:

"Yes, the bad people are dead, and the good people are safe."