345: Chapter 342 When Paths Meet, the Brave Win

Hearing this, Li Changsheng lowered his head, his sharp eyes keenly spotting the charred bullet holes on Master Wan's right trouser leg.

As expected!

For a leg-technique expert like Master Wan, reactions had become instinctual. Coupled with the fact that he was already prepared to die, Master Wan was completely fearless, and his fighting style was even more unrestrained than before.

This metal prosthetic limb might not be a burden in the future; at the very least, it wasn't one right now.

"Master Wan!"

Seeing Wan Qianhe walking over with a somewhat unnatural gait, Li Changsheng bowed slightly, showing his respect.

"Master Li, I don't know what exactly you are planning to do, but on the arena... thank you. Whatever you want to do today, I will follow you. Killing, I don't fear; death, I also don't fear!"

"Before I went abroad, I had already passed on the foundation of my kung fu to my son. I don't care what kind of achievements he might have in the future; I have completed the task my ancestors entrusted to me. Now, I do not fear life or death!"

Wan Qianhe said solemnly, his eyes filled only with determination, confirming those words: seeing life and death with indifference, and fighting back if dissatisfied.

Li Changsheng nodded silently. Regardless of anything else, a person like Wan Qianhe was meant to die standing, not lying on a recliner, dying in loneliness with his eyes losing their luster.

Looking at the others present, Li Changsheng also discovered that many people were carrying injuries.

"Can you still walk? I won't stay here for long. I don't know if we can leave here alive, and I cannot give you too much special care because you are injured."

"Because you are not ordinary people. If you are willing to stay here, perhaps you can live for a while longer. Once order is restored here, you will receive treatment. As for what happens afterwards, you will have to bear the consequences yourselves."

"But it is precisely because you are not ordinary people that I am willing to ask you: do you dare to fight your way out?"

As Li Changsheng spoke, his tone gradually grew serious. He didn't have many passionate or generous words; there was only sincerity as he asked for their individual opinions.

Fate must be grasped by oneself.

"Heh, I'll state my position first. I can't tell if you're destined for great wealth, but you are certainly tough as nails. Following you might be miserable, but I haven't wanted to stay in this dangerous place for a long time. Count me in."

Among the crowd, Zhou Sheng was the first to declare his stance.

"Hehe, I, Old Zhang, am the first one!"

"I... count me, Old Chen, in!" Chen Youcai was hesitant at first, but after skulking around and killing an armed personnel, he poured all that bloodlust he usually reserved for lust into this instead.

"I am an inheritor of the Turtle-Ox Fist. There aren't many people left in our lineage, but count me in. There are no cowards from Xiang Province!"

"How can people from Shu Province be missing from such a matter? A bunch of bastards, just do it."

"Haha! Count me in, from Gui Province!"

"Another fierce warrior from Yue Province adds to the ranks. In Yue Province, gangs used to run rampant; we are loyal and righteous, and defending our home and country is an unshirkable duty!"

"Hmph! We of the Tianjin martial arts circle are duty-bound! Martial artists never lack blood and guts!"

"Hebei is known for producing fierce warriors. I felt something was wrong here long ago, so I'm coming too!"

"People from Liaoning are joining the fight! With my Shaobei Fist, I'll smash these bastards to pieces!"

...

One by one, the Martial Masters from all corners of the Xia Kingdom chimed in, their voices seemingly merging into a single statement.

There were only Xia Kingdom people here, so everyone was speaking Chinese.

Although their accents were from all over the place, and some even used local dialects, at this moment, everyone felt inexplicably fired up.

Perhaps in daily life, these people had some regional biases, or locals might help each other and exclude outsiders, but whenever it involved the entire Xia Kingdom, everyone was unprecedentedly united.

This is the Xia Kingdom people, the fine tradition passed down through generations by our Old Ancestors.

We are experts at rebelling, but we only rebel against our own kind. If you outsiders dare to come, then sorry, we'll take you down first.

Just like that war in modern times, perhaps at the beginning, some regions showed some degree of compromise, but as time went on, this cohesion became increasingly terrifying.

At the start, three provinces were lost in a single night, but later on, the landing in Zhejiang Province involved multiple back-and-forth struggles, and in the end, seven major battles were fought in that area of Xiang Province.

Chu Province was fought over for several months, and Xiang Province for even longer, which meant that as time went on, that cohesion became increasingly terrifying. The final casualty ratio reached a staggering one-to-one, a sharp contrast to the initial five-to-one.

And at this moment, it seemed like that scene was playing out once again.

Li Changsheng felt a sense of emotion. Ever since stepping into the Hua-Jin stage, his emotions had been hard to shake, but at this moment, he still couldn't hide the stirring in his heart.

"Next, we will go to the surface to break through. I don't know what crises we will encounter, and I don't know how many people will die this time."

"But for those who survive, I will bring you all safely back to the country. In a narrow pass, the brave prevail. Life and death are entirely up to you all!"

Li Changsheng said, solemnly cupping his hands in a salute.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions turned serious, and they all cupped their hands in return.

"Master Li, we won't blame you for life or death. At the very least, even if we die, you let us die with understanding, not left in the dark here, not knowing how we died in the end."

"Right! I was just saying earlier that a few buddies asked me to contact them after we got back to the country. Now it seems that contact is likely hopeless, and the people are likely gone too."

"Right! Dammit, these guys are rotten to the core. Isn't this just like the Japanese Faction back in the day, secretly conducting these prohibited experiments? It's simply insane!"

Everyone sighed, partly because the deception here was too strong.

High salary temptations, coupled with unparalleled private services and various medical services—what other fraud group could offer such treatment?

"Then..."

Just as Li Changsheng was preparing to continue speaking, a slightly weak voice rang out.

"Count me in!"

It turned out that the person speaking was none other than Master Guo, his lips pale, his figure somewhat staggering and unsteady.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Looking at this former opponent, and then at the bullet wounds on his chest and abdomen, Li Changsheng found it hard to imagine; anyone else with such injuries would have died long ago.

"I'm fine. My force-dissipation kung fu shed part of the power, and my muscle density shed another layer. Two of the bullets must have hit my ribs, which blocked them."

"The other few didn't hit any organs. After we get out, I might never be able to practice martial arts again."

Peter Guo furrowed his brows; every time he spoke, it caused his wounds to throb with pain.

"Then keep up later, and go pick up a gun yourself!"

Regarding Peter Guo joining the group, Li Changsheng was indifferent. This person had clearly also figured out some of the truth about Genentech.

However, he wouldn't care if this person lived or died when the time came.

But just at this moment, a big, fat man with steady footsteps also walked over, followed by an Asian man with a lean, sharp figure.

It was none other than Azure Dragon and Peter Guo, these two former opponents of Li Changsheng, all gathering here at this moment.