533: Chapter 532: Releasing the Tiger Back to the Mountain 533: Chapter 532: Releasing the Tiger Back to the Mountain All he could see was a faint afterimage flashing in front of him.
Before the man arrived, the force of his movement was already assaulting him, and the old man’s face changed drastically.
With no time to think, he dodged out of the way with a swift maneuver.
As he dodged, a thunderous boom erupted beside him.
Looking back, he saw Ning Fan’s fist had already smashed viciously into the trunk of a large tree next to him.
With a crack, the trunk couldn’t withstand the surging True Qi from Ning Fan’s fist, and it snapped in half like a straw.
A robust tree that would take two people to embrace thundered down, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The expressions of two fellows in the distance, as well as the old man’s, had completely changed.
The old man was one thing since he was a practitioner, but the other two had gone pale.
They had never imagined that the fellow who had pursued them on a bicycle would be so monstrous.
One punch, one punch had broken such a thick tree!
They could imagine what would happen if that fist struck their own bodies.
They didn’t believe their bodies were much tougher than the trunk of that tree.
The old man gulped nervously, realizing he had met his match.
He hadn’t expected someone so young-looking to have such freakish strength and skill.
“You actually dodged it, lucky you, but next time, you’ll end up face-down in the dirt from one punch,” Ning Fan said with a grin.
“Your arrogance knows no bounds, but now I must use my real power…”
Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, Ning Fan vanished from sight, and the next second, the old man was sent flying.
This time, he was truly catapulted through the air.
Taking a direct hit from Ning Fan’s punch, the old man couldn’t control his body and ended up sprawled on the ground.
Indeed, he was struck down into a humiliating face-plant.
What’s more, as the old man was struggling to get up, cursing under his breath, Ning Fan had already reappeared beside him and ferociously kicked out.
In a hurried defense, the old man instinctively brought his arms in front of his body to block, and Ning Fan’s kick struck his arms solidly.
With a snap, the old man’s arm broke instantly, and the immense power behind the kick sent his body flying once more.
The two young men were stunned; they stood rooted to the spot, their legs trembling.
They had never expected to confront someone as monstrous as this.
In their minds, this old man should have easily disposed of the kid who came after them on a bicycle, right?
But the reality?
The old man was being kicked around by Ning Fan like a football.
The old man struggled to stand, his body trembling so much he looked like he was about to fall over, the fractures in his arms made it impossible for him to fight now even if he wanted to.
This wasn’t just kicking an iron plate; this was like kicking a steel plate!
He started to retreat, calling out, “Kid, indeed you have some skills, but I have urgent matters at home today.
I’ll not fuss with you for now.
We shall fight another day!”
“Why not stay a while?
We should have a good chat, you haven’t told me yet who wants to kill me,” Ning Fan pressed on, not letting up as he advanced towards the old man.
“Chat my ass, if I say I have matters, I have matters!
That’s it for today!” the old man cursed, and suddenly he straightened his trembling body, then shot away like a cannonball.
“Trying to leave?
Can you?” Ning Fan roared, his body soaring into the air like a mighty eagle.
The old man who was desperately fleeing felt a shock in his heart, and when he turned his head, he saw that Ning Fan had already caught up behind him.
Unfortunately, with both arms broken, even if he wanted to fight, there was simply no way he could.
Ning Fan caught him once again and without a word began to pummel him mercilessly.
This time, Ning Fan didn’t use True Qi, relying solely on his own raw physical strength to furiously attack with every punch.
It truly was a case of every punch landing with a thud—the unceasing “bang bang bang” made the hearts of two young men not far away pound fiercely in response.
The old man’s face swelled up with bruises, his nose blue as he mumbled, “Stop, stop hitting me, I was wrong, please stop.”
But Ning Fan didn’t care about any of that.
The man had come to kill him, and now that he failed, he wanted to just walk away—as if things were that cheap in this world.
It was only because Ning Fan was too strong for them to kill; but what if he had been weaker?
By now he might have long been beaten to death by the old man.
Ning Fan believed that in such a situation, the old man would have certainly shown him no mercy.
But just when Ning Fan was beating away happily, several loud shouts suddenly came from behind, “Police, don’t move!”
Police?
Ning Fan was taken aback for a moment, confused, he turned his head and sure enough saw several police cars not far away, with officers surrounding them, their pistols aimed at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan had no choice but to give up on continuing his violent assault on the old man.
Among the police, Ning Fan spotted a familiar face: Baby Hai!
This hot-tempered little policewoman.
“It’s you again!” Baby Hai stared at Ning Fan, stepping forward, and upon seeing the state of the old man in Ning Fan’s hands, she yelled again, “Haven’t you learned to respect your elders?
What have you done to him?!”
In his heart, Ning Fan felt indignant, thinking that these were human traffickers, and if the violent little policewoman Baby Hai had caught them, their fate would probably be much the same.
But these were just Ning Fan’s thoughts, which he dared not show.
“Let go of him now!” Baby Hai bellowed.
Ning Fan curled his lip and reluctantly let go of the old man, about to speak, when suddenly, taking advantage of Ning Fan’s momentary lack of attention, the old man sprang up and slammed something pitch-black onto the ground.
With a loud “bang,” smoke billowed up, obscuring everything.
This smoke was no trouble for Ning Fan, who could still pinpoint the old man’s location through Perception.
The old man was fleeing in the opposite direction at full speed.
Ning Fan could have caught up with the old man, but at that moment, his expression changed slightly as he sniffed and quickly pushed Baby Hai away—this smell, it was toxic!
After moving Baby Hai out of the way and seeing the old man had gotten some distance away, Ning Fan didn’t hesitate, he extended his hand and with a pat, Silver Needle whistled through the air.
The old man, in full flight, howled in agony as a row of Silver Needles embedded themselves in his backside.
However, this did give the old man the chance to escape, as Ning Fan needed to deal with the poison smoke first.
He sighed, stretched out his hand, and with a gulp of True Qi, the poisonous smoke was blown clean away.
“That old man, he’s the leader of these two traffickers.
I had caught him, but you told me to let him go—well, now he’s escaped.
You can’t blame me, right?” Ning Fan said with an innocent face.
In fact, even Ning Fan himself didn’t know whether these two were really human traffickers or just staged this whole event to lure him here.