Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 85 - 85 081 Saving People

85: Chapter 081: Saving People 85: Chapter 081: Saving People Several buzz-cut soldiers quickly rushed over to check on the tall soldier.

After about ten seconds, they relaxed, two of them lifted the tall soldier, and one stood up straight, loudly proclaiming, “He just got a minor injury, nothing serious, thank you all for your concern.”

Hearing this, the audience finally breathed a sigh of relief and erupted into heated discussions.

Meanwhile, the police squad cheered enthusiastically.

At this moment, a buzz-cut soldier about 1.7 meters tall with tanned skin stepped onto the ring.

Ye Fan watched the buzz-cut soldier and immediately noticed that despite his not being tall or robust, the soldier possessed an explosive power within his body that ordinary people couldn’t imagine, definitely a tough character.

Ye Fan knew well that in the Huaxia military, the strongest individual combatants were often the ones about 1.7 meters tall and slightly slender.

These soldiers not only turned their muscles into steel but also maintained great flexibility, excellent body balance, and rapid reactions.

They had great burst strength, endurance, resilience, and were practically human weapons.

In fact, the Huaxia military’s training never advocated turning every soldier into a muscle man.

Typically, after a day full of rigorous activities, soldiers would massage each other’s muscles in the evening to prevent muscle bulking, keeping them dense like steel but without the heavy consumption of energy due to muscle mass.

This also maintained excellent agility, flexibility, and balance.

Different from the tall soldier who seemed fierce outwardly, the buzz-cut soldier was more restrained.

He approached Zhao Lina, noted her panting slightly, and said coldly, “My name is Shi Sheng.

I won’t take advantage of you, step down and rest for fifteen minutes then we’ll fight.”

Having said that, he turned and walked down the ring whether Zhao Lina agreed or not.

Although Zhao Lina was displeased by his arrogance, she didn’t stop him since the police had already suffered defeats against five opponents.

She had to defeat five opponents in turn to even the score.

The opportunity to rest was one she couldn’t foolishly refuse.

Thus, she also turned and walked down from the ring.

A group of police cheered and praised her; if she were not a woman, they might have well hoisted her up and tossed her into the air.

As she approached Luo Guozhong, Luo Guozhong smiled and said, “Lina, well done, keep it up.”

“Yes, Chief,” Zhao Lina replied with a slightly cool nod, then sat down beside Luo Guozhong to rest.

Fifteen minutes later, the contest continued.

It was still the same buzz-cut soldier, Shi Sheng, but as soon as he stepped onto the ring, a murderous aura exuded from him.

He just stood there on the ring, making everyone in the audience inexplicably feel a chilling dread, thinking, “This man has definitely killed before!”

Instantly, the previously fervent atmosphere turned deathly silent, you could hear a pin drop.

Facing Shi Sheng, Zhao Lina saw his eyes begin to redden like a wild beast, making her momentarily think she was facing a bloodthirsty large carnivore, a surge of acute danger rising within her.

As the referee announced the start of the fight, Zhao Lina shouted loudly and immediately rushed at Shi Sheng, using the same fierce kick as before.

Shi Sheng’s reaction was even quicker than Zhao Lina’s, showing no sign of underestimating her because she was a woman, and lunged forward first.

Before Zhao Lina could fully extend her kick, Shi Sheng had already lunged forward, grabbing her kicking leg with both hands, and then quickly threw her down with force.

With a whoosh, Zhao Lina couldn’t use her other leg to choke Shi Sheng or execute a secondary kick and was immediately thrown onto the hard floor with a thud.

Shi Sheng, with eyes flaming red, roared like a tiger without pause, kicked up, and pounced on Zhao Lina on the ground like a fierce tiger.

Thrown into confusion and seeing stars, Zhao Lina, under a clear threat of death, had no choice but to counterattack, but couldn’t get up in time and could only lie there, her right leg violently kicking towards the charging Shi Sheng.

However, Shi Sheng’s response was incredibly swift; he immediately grabbed her ankle, and swiftly started swinging her entire body toward the floor.

Ah!

All the spectators couldn’t help but exclaim in shock, their breathing and heartbeats stopped, some even closing their eyes.

The floor was made of hard concrete, and if Zhao Lina was truly swung down crazily by Shi Sheng, she wouldn’t die but would likely have her internal organs severely damaged, possibly bedridden for half her life.

“No!” roared Luo Guozhong loudly.

The leadership from the other military region also shouted loudly.

But at this moment, everything happened in a flash, and it was too late for anyone to stop it, even if they drew their guns immediately to shoot Shi Sheng.

Everyone in the audience went blank.

Just then, suddenly a figure as fast as lightning rushed onto the stage, and in the next moment, Shi Sheng was sent flying, while Zhao Lina, who was about to be slammed into the floor, was embraced into the arms of the figure.

This rapid change relieved everyone, and they all let out a collective sigh of “hu.”

Upon closer examination, everyone realized that there was now a tall, imposing young man on the stage.

“It’s Brother Ye!” Qin Mengyao and Bobo excitedly screamed as they stood up.

Luo Guozhong couldn’t help but shout excitedly, “Ye Fan!”

Applause erupted wildly.

Compared to the exciting competition, what Ye Fan did just now under everyone’s despair—saving someone in a flash—was truly the most thrilling and exciting part.

Amid the applause, Ye Fan released the beauty from his arms, letting Zhao Lina step away from his chest, and asked with a gentle smile, “Are you okay?”

Zhao Lina, still shaken, looked up at Ye Fan’s resolute face, and after a long pause, she murmured softly, “Thank you, I’m okay.”

At that moment, Shi Sheng had gotten up and walked over to Ye Fan and Zhao Lina, his sun-darkened face full of guilt, and his bloodshot eyes now clear, he said to Zhao Lina, “I’m sorry, I lost control of my emotions just now and nearly made a huge mistake.”

Then, he gratefully added to Ye Fan, “Thank you for stopping me in time.”

“Hmph!” Zhao Lina snorted heavily, clearly not accepting the apology.

She had nearly died just now; not pressing further was already quite generous.

Ye Fan slightly turned and, facing Shi Sheng, smiled and said, “No worries.

I understand your situation, you didn’t do it on purpose.

You must have executed some very brutal combat missions, right?

This is a kind of post-traumatic stress disorder, where rage often leads to losing your sanity.

However, you do need to take care to regulate yourself and seek treatment from a military psychologist to avoid truly tragic errors.”

He said all this actually to explain for Shi Sheng to Zhao Lina.

He had a natural liking for soldiers, and he appreciated Shi Sheng’s attitude in admitting his mistake.

Zhao Lina’s expression considerably softened upon hearing Ye Fan’s words.

Shi Sheng felt an emotional surge of meeting someone who understood him and gratefully said, “Thank you for understanding.

You must be a military man too, right?”

“Hehe, I used to be,” Ye Fan smiled.

Shi Sheng, as if opening a floodgate of thoughts, said, “Actually, I’ve mostly come to terms with my battle-induced PTSD.

It’s just—my good brother was beaten so badly just now that I lost control of my emotions.”

“Hmm,” Ye Fan nodded, then said, “I’m heading down.”

He wasn’t up on the stage for the competition, and standing there chatting with Shi Sheng while being stared at by so many people as if watching a monkey wasn’t to his liking.

“You should go down too, you’ve lost,” Ye Fan then said to Zhao Lina.

Zhao Lina nodded and followed Ye Fan down from the stage.

However, just as Ye Fan had turned and taken a few steps away, Shi Sheng suddenly called out, “Wait!”

Ye Fan stopped walking, turned back, and asked, “What’s up?”

“You’re the outside aid brought in by the police, right?

Since you’re up here, how about we have a sparring match?” Shi Sheng’s eyes sparkled with a desire for a bout.

Ye Fan was about to say he wasn’t the outside aid when Zhao Lina quickly said, “Right, he’s the outside aid we brought in!

Ye Fan, go take a couple of moves with him.”

Despite understanding Shi Sheng’s predicament, it didn’t mean she had completely forgiven him for nearly killing her.

Thus, she wanted Ye Fan to teach Shi Sheng a lesson.

That’s how petty she could be!