CH 92.1

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“What?”

Luo Yanchuan looked over, and his heart immediately dropped.

The moment the words fell to the ground, Luo Lingsheng, who was “paralyzed” on the passenger seat, suddenly raised his leg and exerted force, kicking Luo Yanchuan’s side abdomen with all his strength and adding a kick to his most vulnerable place.

Luo Yanchuan didn’t have time to react at all due to his vigorous actions.

“–hiss!”

Unspeakable pain came from below the abdomen, causing Luo Yanchuan to let out a muffled groan from his throat.

Luo Lingsheng didn’t give him time to react at all and executed the next moves in succession.

His bound hands slammed into Luo Yanchuan’s jaw with fierce precision, followed by a deadly clutch of his opponent’s neck using the gripping force of his elbow.

The suffocation caused by the neck lock abruptly rose, as if the king of hell was demanding his life, which seized Luo Yanchuan with belated terror.

Luo Lingsheng’s legs are healed?

Didn’t he become a cripple eight hundred years ago? How could he be cured!

No wonder Shi Yunnan would easily choose to tie Luo Lingsheng’s hands. This was clearly the plan that the two of them had already discussed!

Luo Yanchuan used both hands to stop Luo Lingsheng from hurting him while squeezing out the question from his teeth again, “Luo Lingsheng, you lied to me!”

Luo Lingsheng let out a cold breath, and the hostility in his pupils burst out.

Strong blue veins burst out on his arm, and the center of his whole body fell back, increasing the lethal force of the neck lock.

In those days when his legs were inconvenient, in addition to regular rehabilitation, Luo Lingsheng never slacked in his arm and upper body strength exercises. Now even if his hands were tied together, it didn’t diminish his combat effectiveness.

“…..”

The anxiety brought about by the suffocation permeated little by little.

Luo Yanchuan tried everything he could but couldn’t break free; his bloodshot eye sockets turned scarlet, and his entire body radiated unwillingness and murderous intent before death.

Suddenly, Luo Yanchuan remembered another self-defense dagger hidden in his cuff; he pulled it out with the last bit of strength and stabbed Luo Lingsheng behind him indiscriminately.

— Shua!

The sharp dagger cut through the air, issuing a short and chilly sound.

Luo Lingsheng quickly let go of his hand, avoiding the vital parts that the blade could reach.

Fresh air poured into his mouth and nose for a moment, causing Luo Yanchuan to instinctively choke out a violent coughing fit and even slowing down his murderous action by half a beat.

In an instant, Luo Lingsheng kicked him hard on the back again.

Luo Yanchuan bumped into the door that was not fully closed, suddenly lost his balance, and fell off the car. The dagger that he didn’t grasp properly pierced his own abdomen under the inertia of falling to the ground.

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