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Chapter 627 - 627 335 Cooperation (4000)_2

Chapter 627: 335 Cooperation (4000)_2 Chapter 627: 335 Cooperation (4000)_2 Perhaps there was no ill-intent, just the pure passion of a martial arts enthusiast wanting to spar. However, the sparring between Secret Martial Artists is not just a slight touch, especially at the Fighter level.

Once they fall into an excited state with this level of strength, it cannot be contained. You can only follow your body’s instinct to fight madly.

It’s very common for one side to get killed in these bouts.

“I’m sorry, but you’re the one who came to provoke me…” Amos coughed, covered his mouth with his left hand, blood seeping between his fingers. He took a step forward but stumbled over a rock, his body leaning forward.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out and grabbed his right hand.

Allowing Amos to regain his balance.

“Thank you,” said Amos instinctively, his mind feeling like a mush after the fight. A second later, he felt something was off.

“No need to thank.”

A familiar voice, deep and hoarse, sounded in his ear.

“You!”

Amos hurriedly raised his head, his youthful face full of disbelief. He was staring at the man in front of him.

Wasn’t that Casio, whom he had just killed?!

How did he come back to life all of a sudden?

Amos glanced at the hole in the left side of his sturdy chest, still dripping with blood, and then at the smackable smile close at hand.

He took a deep breath: “You…you have a heart on the right!”

His tone was very urgent, with a hint of regret and relief. He had been cunning all his life, but he didn’t expect to fall here.

“That’s right.”

Casio paused for a moment, then admitted it straightforwardly.

Of course, he wouldn’t mention that he had a heart in each side of his chest, and if one was destroyed, the other could continue to function.

Besides, as long as he waited for a certain amount of time, the life vibration energy could repair the broken heart and restore it.

In a sense, Casio has two lives in battle. Moreover, they are not expendable, they can be restored. In a real-life fight, they can be construed as three, four, or even five lives.

His greatest strength is this tenacity to survive, effortlessly getting through a deadly fight like a cockroach.

“I admit defeat, do as you please,” said Amos, slighting his head in dejection under the moonlight.

He is now in his youth, naturally having the mentality of a child, yet he has the experience and knowledge of a mature man.

Which creates a uniquely weird mix of maturity and naivety

That forms a special temperament.

Smack!

A large hand suddenly pressed on Amos’s head, applying slight force as if intending to crush the skull in a bloody and brutal manner.

Amos closed his eyes, waiting for death to arrive.

But, the hand didn’t move. The next moment, it started messing up Amos’ fluffy hair, like playing a prank, with both hands, like rubbing a dog’s head.

“I’ve wanted to squeeze your head into a pulp for a long time,”

“Pretentious kid acting like an adult,”

“Finally, I got this chance… ”

Amos’s ears were buzzing from the poking, occasionally he heard the man in front of him mumbling to himself, saying some strange things.

Casio vigorously squeezed Amos’s slightly chubby face, then it suddenly occurred to him that the guy in front of him was already an old man.

All of a sudden, his hand shook, and Amos managed to escape.

He looked at the young steward with messed-up hair in front of him, his eyes somewhat blurred. It was as if he was not looking at a person, but at that distant era. In that era, Casio remembered only three people: Feng Liusi, Sheng Feinan, and Amos. Although Amos was more of a fringe member, he could still be considered half a friend.

Their encounter was due to a fight that lead to a friendship.

So he decided to rekindle that tradition back in the real world.

Honestly, he felt a bit sentimental. Amos was the only person Casio had seen from the real world in his four retrospections.

Furthermore, what’s rare is the face of Amos.

Due to certain characteristics of his body, he still looks the same as he did fifty years ago under normal circumstances. A bratty little kid.

Upon suddenly meeting face-to-face with Casio, he is reminded of people from the past.

It’s as if the Era of Retrospection and the real world have merged.

There’s a surreal sense of fantasy intertwined with reality.

“Let’s go, have a good chat. As they say, ‘no discord, no concord,’ actually I’m also an enemy of your organization, which you should have seen before. The enemy of an enemy is a friend…”

Casio folded his arms and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the man in front of him.

“I think we should go to our Black Mechanism branch in Northern Flow City for a chat, how about it?” Amos quickly straightened his hair, making himself look immaculate again.

At this moment, he’s already sensed that the man in front of him doesn’t have killing intent but genuinely shows the intent to cooperate.

‘No discord, no concord’ is a phrase that makes a lot of sense.

It’s only when both sides fight with all their might that they can truly gauge the other’s strength, and even personality. Casio defeated Amos, using his fist as a display of strength, showing off his muscles. He spared Amos, showing goodwill and willingness to cooperate.

That way, it wouldn’t seem as if he’s being taken lightly.

Of course, the real reason Casio wanted to fight was a spontaneous decision. He wanted to teach Amos a lesson, and probe how much his strength had improved over the past fifty years.

“Not much.”

Casio shook his head indifferently, his big hand directly reaching for Amos. Amos wanted to dodge, but being severely injured, he couldn’t avoid it. Casio directly grabbed the back of his neck.

One palm tightened, one arm clamped, and the body swung sideways.

Amos was lifted by Casio and hung over his right arm like a piece of clothing, with no room to resist.

“Bastard, put me down!”

“Are you trying to humiliate me? Don’t let me catch an opportunity!”

“Just you wait, once the old man…”

Casio directly gave a hand knife to Amos’s neck, knocking him out and putting an end to his long rant.

He took a deep look at the boy’s face that had fallen into a deep sleep.

It suddenly occurred to him that there must be something wrong with his cultivation technique.

It seems that the more he practices, the more apparent the split becomes. Three states of boy, youth, and old man. Three stages in life, yet different personalities and emotions share the same memory.

Each stage seems like a different person, the stronger the strength, the stronger the sense of independence and completeness at each stage.

For instance, Amos who’s lived for seventy or eighty years still possesses that bratty character. Foul-mouthed, arrogant, proud, impulsive, likes to pretend to be mature and act like an adult.

Right, his actual age is seventy or eighty years old, but he still speaks like a child trying to act mature.

When he gets emotional, he keeps referring to himself as ‘old man’. As if he is constantly emphasizing that he’s older, and is your senior.

On the ruins, Casio carries Amos with one hand, while his other hand rests on his chest. Life’s vibration energy is working rapidly.

A warm current is continuously repairing the damaged organs and muscles.

He took a deep breath and vanished on the spot.

At nine in the evening, in the brightly lit third floor of the Water Cloud House.

“Windsor County’s Red Vulture Fist? Lorente County’s Sheng Feinan?” Amos, sitting on the sofa, repeats the two names Casio just mentioned, gradually recalling some of the intelligence in his mind.

Across him, the blond man changed into a new comfortable outfit. He leaned into the soft sofa, holding a teacup in his hand.

It was a freshly brewed cup of milky black tea, emitting steam.

“As for the Red Vulture Fist, it’s already declined… Fifty years ago it was quite famous. A top fighter called Blood Fist emerged from their ranks, almost unbeaten in the six counties of the East. Unfortunately, he failed to break the death seal and passed away in the mountains…”

Amos recalled and explained.

“Since then, the already not-so-strong Red Vulture Fist gradually declined. Twenty years ago, it was completely swallowed up by Evil Eye Fist from the East Nine Gates.”

Amos recalled and explained.

“Since then, the already not-so-strong Red Vulture Fist gradually declined. Twenty years ago, it was completely swallowed up by Evil Eye Fist from the East Nine Gates.”

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