Chapter 42
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Chapter 42: Live Well And Die Well
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Chapter 42: Live Well And Die Well
“Things have come to this point.” The buzz-cut man also noticed the bikers chasing after them. He knew that he could not escape in time. His solemn face carried some regret as he looked at the girl and said, “Take care of yourself!”
After saying that, he grabbed his machete and charged at the motorbike that was approaching him. He struck a leather-clad man who did not have time to dodge.
Perhaps he truly wanted to take care of the girl behind him, but the buzz-cut man’s movements were too open. He almost used up his life to stop most of the bikers.
Wang Wen saw it happen from the back. In the past 20 years, he had seen too many people scheming against each other.
Other than the team he led, the rest had even betrayed him at a critical moment.
Furthermore, that day’s team was only temporary.
Wang Wen glanced at the anxious girl next to him and stood a little further away.
What kind of charm did she have that a man would risk his life for her?
It was safer for him to stay far away.
Wang Wen paused for a moment, then took two steps back and struck one of the men with his hammer.
Then, he started a fierce battle with the leather-clad man who had lost his mount.
The hammer became more flexible in his hand. It was as if he was dancing when he moved the weapon.
At first glance, the scene was even more intense and dangerous than the buzz-cut man’s one-versus-ten round.
Even the leather-clad man was a little puzzled.
When did his skills become so fierce?
His strikes even looked like coincidences when they hit his opponents.
Was he a god?
The skinny scholar finally stopped vomiting blood.
He slowly arose with the girl’s assistance.
When he saw that the girl was willing to assist him, the skinny scholar felt proud.
He greedily glanced at the tender white back of her hand and used his chin to point at Wang Wen. He said, “Look at that little guy. He’s obviously putting on a show. He looks like he’s fighting a battle, but he’s just trying to get his opponent to exert some effort!
Wang Wen’s ears twitched slightly.
He continued to put in great effort to block his opponent’s machete.
He knew what was happening. Someone wanted to save the beauty. How could he steal the spotlight?
Furthermore, it was apparent that the buzz-cut man was powerful. He could fight against ten people simultaneously without being at a disadvantage.
If he could maintain his strength, the group of bikers would not be a match for the buzz-cut man.
In that case, it was enough for one person to stand out. There were still so many floors in the World Tower. It was wisest to reserve his strength.
Wang Wen, who had made up his mind, looked tired. The hammer in his hand had also become sluggish.
His opponent almost hit him with the machete; he was in a dangerous situation.
When she saw that, the girl decided to help. She let go of the skinny scholar and wanted to help either the buzz-cut man or Wang Wen.
Wang Wen was shocked when he saw that. He quickly recovered some of his strength to get an equal footing. He tried his best to express that he did not need help.
Coincidentally, the skinny scholar also revealed that he had yet to recover from his injuries and could not stand up. That caused the girl to turn around and help him up.
Wang Wen heaved a sigh of relief.
At that time, the buzz-cut man staggered as his opponent missed.
The man, who was waving his machete, rushed toward the girl and the skinny scholar.
When the leather-clad man slashed his machete, the skinny scholar was so scared that he did not care that the girl was still holding his hand. He immediately rolled to the other side.
The thin scholar’s sudden movement drew the girl to the ground. She could not get away because it was too late.
The leather-clad man was knocked over by a figure flying toward him as soon as the machete fell.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was one of his group members.
He looked at the other person in a daze and found that the other person was also looking at him in a daze.
The two fell so hard that they saw stars. They were puzzled.
One of them picked up a stick to continue fighting.
The other decided to go for the girl.
However, when he picked up the machete to attack the girl, something heavy hit his back.
He screamed in pain and turned to look. It looked like his companion had managed to suppress the guy with the hammer. It seemed like he would win the fight.
Weak!
He did not need to worry about that.
Then who had hit him?
The man narrowed his eyes and looked at the other man fighting against nine of his companions. He spat angrily.
It looked like they could no longer hold on. He needed to help them.
He raised his machete again to hack at the girl.
The girl was prepared to counterattack. However, just as she raised her hand, the leather-clad men cried out in pain. He even spat out a mouthful of blood.
The girl blinked her eyes in confusion.
The man was crying bitterly.
He turned around and slashed at the skinny scholar on the other side.
He did it smoothly too.
There was no longer any hard object stabbing him from the back.
After a few stabs, the skinny scholar fell into a pool of blood.
The man looked at the girl and then at the man about to be hacked to death by his companion. He nodded and walked to an overturned bike. Then, he rushed toward the buzz-cut man. His blood was boiling, and his emotions were surging. ‘Hold on, everyone! I’m coming!’
The girl clenched her tiny fists and looked perplexed as she watched the leather-clad man ride away.
The skinny scholar was still in a pool of blood. When his consciousness was about to dissipate, Wang Wen blocked his opponent’s attack and walked toward the skinny scholar.
The skinny scholar silently mouthed, “Save me.”
Wang Wen understood what he wanted.
However,?Wang Wen regretfully shrugged his shoulders and blocked a few more attacks, indicating that he was busy.
The skinny scholar widened his eyes, and his fingers trembled. He wanted to scold Wang Wen.
However, his throat was too sore to speak.
A mouthful of blood gushed out. He stared with his eyes wide open, and his arms drooped powerlessly. He could no longer breathe.
A few scenes played out simultaneously, and it looked like one of the situations was not very optimistic.
Everyone knew that someone like the buzz-cut man must have a secret for fighting against so many foes.
It was all thanks to a 50th-floor rare treasure, the Hyper Hormone.
Once that tool was injected into the body, it could make one appear fanatical. Not only could it significantly reduce the pain, but it could also prevent the deterioration of one’s injuries.
Once the Hyper Hormone was injected, the person could be injured for an extended period while still performing normally.
His injuries would not affect his performance.
The item could not heal his wounds, and it could not increase his vitality.
It would just let the user achieve more in their limited life.
It was an indication that one should live well and die well.