Super Combat Soldier

42: Chapter 42 [Kill All the Way Along]

42 -42 [Kill All the Way Along]

More than a dozen armed elite assassins on the first floor were all taken out by Ye Tianchen in less than five minutes.

They hardly had the chance to draw their weapons, let alone fire a shot that could be heard by the outside world, because Ye Tianchen had applied a Superpower Isolation Net, which blocked all sounds emitted from inside the villa where Li Tie resided.

At this moment, inside the villa’s second-floor study, Li Tie sat at a desk, holding a repeater rifle in his right hand.

He was a very cautious man who would never leave any hint of danger to himself.

His mistress, Xiao Qing, stood by his side, her face devoid of any excessive expression, betraying not a hint of panic or tension.

“Damn it, Ye Tianchen, that little bastard, really dares to come.

If he can’t make it up to the second floor, he’s as good as dead,” Shan Ji grumbled discontentedly.

Just moments ago, he had been enjoying a dirty movie and thought about going out to find a lusty woman for some fun, only to be summoned by Shan Xiong to Li Tie’s study.

“We can’t be careless, the entire villa, inside and out, is guarded by armed brothers.

If Ye Tianchen can break in, it means he’s clearly got some skills.

I don’t want him getting to the second floor, so you go down to the first floor and take him out,” Li Tie said sternly, glancing at Shan Ji, knowing how arrogant the latter could be.

Seeing the seriousness in Li Tie’s demeanor, Shan Ji didn’t voice any objections.

Although he was the strongest fighter among Li Tie’s men, Li Tie was the boss, not Shan Ji.

Even with his arrogance, he knew his limits; upsetting Li Tie would only make his own life difficult.

“Boss, why not let me stay here and guard the place?

Though that Shan Xiong guy isn’t very skilled, he’s still got dozens of armed brothers.

Ye Tianchen is tough, but he can’t possibly fight his way up here,” Shan Ji was still reluctant to make a move, deep down underestimating Ye Tianchen’s abilities, believing his own skills were far superior to warrant action against Ye Tianchen.

Just as Li Tie was about to curse Shan Ji out, the study door was frantically pushed open.

Shan Xiong, trembling all over and with palpable fear, rushed in and stammered, “No, not good, Ye, Ye Tianchen, that bastard, he’s killed his way up here!”

“What?”

“Impossible, there are at least thirty armed guards on the first and second floors, all of them skilled gunmen.

There’s no way Ye Tianchen could have fought his way up here,” Shan Ji said, shaking his head with complete disbelief.

“It’s true, that guy is too, too strong.

Our brothers didn’t even get a chance to react before he took them down!”

Clearly, Shan Xiong had witnessed Ye Tianchen’s actions firsthand.

Now he was so terrified that his face had turned pale, sweat was streaming down his forehead like rain, especially as the scene of a killer losing his life every time Ye Tianchen struck kept flashing before his eyes.

Although Ye Tianchen’s face always wore a smile, it resembled that of the Grim Reaper—whosoever saw it was doomed to die.

“How many men did Ye Tianchen bring with him to be so formidable?” Li Tie asked, frowning.

“Just, just him alone,” Shan Xiong stuttered.

“Alone?

How is that possible?” Even Shan Ji asked in shock at this statement.

Initially skeptical about Shan Xiong’s words, Shan Ji found it inconceivable that Ye Tianchen alone could kill over thirty armed elite assassins.

Such a feat was unimaginable, even for himself; the only conceivable reason for Shan Ji to believe it was if Ye Tianchen had brought a significant number of reinforcements.

But Shan Xiong’s adamant claim that it was Ye Tianchen alone who had fought his way up left both Shan Xiong and Li Tie in utter shock.

“Shan Ji, it’s your turn to take action, you must kill Ye Tianchen!” Li Tie said with a grave voice.

“Don’t worry, even if that little bastard is somewhat capable, one punch is all it would take for me to sort him out!” Shan Ji snapped back to reality, still quite confident.

Over the years, he had hardly met any match, and those he had encountered were no match for him, which had, of course, inflated his ego.

After speaking, Shan Ji turned to open the study door and walk out.

Just as he reached the door, it was violently kicked in by Ye Tianchen.

Shan Xiong, who had been standing at the door, didn’t even get the chance to grunt before being flung out, his head slamming hard against the wall, splattering blood, and he was dead.

Li Tie immediately prepared to shoot at Ye Tianchen with the repeater rifle, but a sentence from Ye Tianchen stopped him cold.

“I advise you not to shoot.

If you fire quickly, you, not I, will be the one to die,” Ye Tianchen said coldly, eyeing Li Tie.

“You’re Ye Tianchen?” Although surprised, Shan Ji still did not take Ye Tianchen seriously and asked disdainfully.

Ye Tianchen didn’t even spare Shan Ji a glance.

He came all the way here not wanting to waste time.

Had it not been for a few questions he wanted to ask Li Tie, he would already have taken him out.

Ye Tianchen had no mercy for those who threatened his friends and family.

“Li Tie, your backing is the Qin family, right?” Ye Tianchen walked up to Li Tie, completely ignoring the rifle in his hand, and asked.

“Hmph, do I need to tell you?”

Li Tie gripped the rifle in his hands tightly, unable to believe that over thirty of his elite, gun-wielding assassins, each with formidable skills, had been wiped out in an instant by Ye Tianchen alone.

This guy was simply a demon king.

To tell the truth, Li Tie was now beginning to regret messing with the Ye family and underestimating Ye Tianchen’s strength.

“This is your last chance to speak, and I hope you grasp it!” Ye Tianchen said, his tone already quite indifferent.

“Damn it, you little bastard, you’re asking for it.

I’ll punch your teeth out of your head!”

Shan Ji was enraged by Ye Tianchen’s disregard and immediately made a vicious threat.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he threw a punch aiming straight for Ye Tianchen’s face.

It must be said that Shan Ji’s skills were not weak, which is why there were rumors that he could compete with Wuxue, the number one assassin of Capital City, utilizing the Qi Force of the Shaolin Inner Strength Skill in his punches.

If Ye Tianchen was still a Monarch Level Superpower User, defeating Shan Ji would have required some effort.

However, the battle with Wuxue allowed Ye Tianchen to break through to the King-level, and his strength could no longer be compared to his former self; the difference was like heaven and earth.

Therefore, when faced with Shan Ji’s punch, charged with the Qi Force of the Shaolin Inner Strength Skill, Ye Tianchen didn’t move an inch, letting the punch come.

Bang!

Shan Ji’s punch did not leave Ye Tianchen searching for his teeth but did the opposite.

Just as his fist was about to strike Ye Tianchen’s face, Ye Tianchen grabbed his wrist and forcefully redirected Shan Ji’s punch to his own face.

Shan Ji fell to the ground, grimacing in pain, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth.

This scene shocked both Li Tie and his mistress Xiao Qing.

They were aware of Shan Ji’s capabilities.

Setting aside how powerful the Qi Force of his Inner Strength was, the sheer power of that punch was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

The reason why those trained in Ancient Martial Sects were much more formidable than ordinary fighters and bodyguards is that their moves were unpredictable and their styles versatile, which made them very difficult to defend against.

More importantly, these Absolute Skills of Ancient Martial Arts were combined with corresponding Inner Strength Techniques, meaning the power of a punch could vary greatly.

In simple terms, if an ordinary person hit them a hundred times, it would just be a minor pain, but if they were to punch you once, you would be dead.

That’s the difference.

“Ah, damn it, I’ll take your life!” Shan Ji was furious, bolting upright with both fists cracking as he aimed to attack swiftly and take down Ye Tianchen.

At the start, Shan Ji talked big, showing off how powerful he was, but he never expected that upon making his move, he would have his teeth knocked out by Ye Tianchen.

Such humiliation had never before occurred in his history of battles, and it was a mortifying disgrace.

Hence, Shan Ji wanted to go all out and kill Ye Tianchen.

However, just as Shan Ji leaped into action, intent on punching Ye Tianchen, he was sent flying by a swift kick from Ye Tianchen.

The kick was fast, accurate, and ruthless—Shan Ji had no chance to dodge and got kicked right into the wall with such force that it created a huge hole, and he was finished off by Ye Tianchen just like that.

Whoosh whoosh!

Li Tie was horrified and quickly pulled the bolt of the repeating rifle, aiming for Ye Tianchen’s head, intending to shoot.

However, he never got the chance to fire.

As soon as he lifted the rifle, Ye Tianchen had already reached him, grabbed the barrel with his right hand, and with a slight exertion of force, crushed the steel-made rifle.

“This…you…” Li Tie backpedaled in terror as all of the assets he relied on were broken by Ye Tianchen, and now he was like a fish on the chopping block, completely at Ye Tianchen’s mercy.

Indeed, Li Tie had thought he could rely on his Elite Gun Team to kill Ye Tianchen and eradicate the Ye family.

In less than five minutes, over thirty elite assassins were taken down by Ye Tianchen; he had hoped to count on Shan Ji’s combat skills to take down Ye Tianchen, but it turned out that Shan Ji was easily defeated; he had thought to depend on the rifle in his hands, yet he had never imagined that Ye Tianchen could just crush the barrel with his grip.

“Tell me, was it the Qin family who instructed you to go after our Ye family?” Ye Tianchen asked coldly.

“I…this…ah, please spare me, spare my life…”

Ye Tianchen was not a kind person, and even if he was, that kindness was reserved for the good.

For evil men like Li Tie, there was no need to be polite.

Seeing Li Tie stammer, Ye Tianchen grabbed his throat, turning Li Tie’s face pale as he pleaded for mercy.

As for his mistress, Xiao Qing, frightened to the core, kept silent on the side.

“I’m quite hungry right now, so please don’t delay my mealtime!” Ye Tianchen said, sounding a bit annoyed.

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