VIP Volume Chapter 142: Saving a Life

With two dull thuds, both figures crashed to the ground! The man flipped over and sprang to his feet instantly. In the moonlight, his protruding fangs gleamed with a chilling light as he let out a furious roar and lunged at Ye Dajun!

Ye Dajun executed a rolling maneuver to evade the attack, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Little San, don't be afraid! Big brother is here to help you!" With a sudden bound, he leaped onto the windowsill!

The enemy trailing behind was extraordinarily fast, closing the distance in the blink of an eye. Before Ye Dajun could even react, the assailant pounced upon his back, baring a terrifying maw of razor-sharp fangs to sink them into the back of his neck!

Without needing to turn his head, Ye Dajun knew his life hung by a thread. The hot breath from the fang-bearing creature's mouth was already blowing against his neck, raising goosebumps all over his body.

With no time to overthink, Ye Dajun abruptly spun and executed a side somersault, propelling his body high off the windowsill. He performed a 720-degree aerial flip before crashing heavily onto the ground once more.

Only this time, the two bodies collided and slammed down tightly pressed together. Ye Dajun was on top, while the unlucky werewolf was pinned underneath. The impact nearly rattled the creature's bones apart. With a miserable howl and a vicious kick of its hind legs, it blasted Ye Dajun back up into the air!

With a sharp ripping sound, Ye Dajun's clothes were shredded to pieces by the werewolf's razor-sharp claws, leaving three deep, bloody gouges on each side spanning from his chest across his ribs!

The pain caused Ye Dajun to double over. Sensing a rush of cold air passing over the top of his head, he hurriedly ducked and kicked backward. The assailant attempting a sneak attack from behind failed to catch him off guard; its sharp fangs let out a teeth-gritting grinding sound as it took a direct kick from Ye Dajun straight to the lower abdomen!

Yet these werewolves possessed terrifyingly agile movements and skin as tough as leather, seemingly impervious to mere fists and feet. With a swift grab of its hands, it clamped onto Ye Dajun's right leg, its elongated fingernails piercing straight into his flesh. As the creature leaned backward, it raked Ye Dajun's thigh into a bloody mess!

Within the span of a single exchange, Ye Dajun had sustained injuries both high and low. Soaked in blood, he found it somewhat difficult even to remain standing!

The two enemies flanked him from left and right, forming a triangle with Ye Dajun at the apex. Ye Dajun retreated slowly, fully aware that while dealing with a single adversary was already a strenuous struggle, taking on two meant certain doom!

The pair bared their ghastly fangs, their eyes glowing with a sinister greenish light as low growls rumbled in their throats like a pair of rabid dogs!

A sudden chill prickled along his spine. Realizing something was terribly wrong, Ye Dajun chose to charge forward instead of dodging, slamming his entire body backward in a fierce, sudden retreat. He crashed straight into someone's embrace, followed immediately by a searing agony in his neck. Leaving no room for hesitation, he swung his right fist downward, smashing it viciously into the groin of the person behind him!

Accompanied by a miserable shriek from the figure behind him, a geyser of blood spurted from Ye Dajun's neck. Thanks to that quick-witted punch which prevented the enemy's jaws from snapping shut, his neck narrowly escaped being bitten entirely through!

Just as the rear enemy collapsed, the two in front lunged simultaneously. One of them swept his double claws outward, seizing Ye Dajun's left shoulder, and opened his jaws to bite into his neck!

Having just been injured there, Ye Dajun found it difficult to evade. In the critical moment, he drove his right fist forward, hammering it squarely into the creature's face!

However, his upper arm was firmly clamped by the fangs of the other assailant. Immediately afterward, fresh blood splattered across his chest as the hands of both enemies tore into his flesh like steel talons, rolling back the skin and exposing the bone beneath!

"Whoosh!" A long whip materialized in time, wrapping around one of the enemies and flinging him hard against the jujube tree in the courtyard!

The old shepherd let out a cold snort, strode into the courtyard, and cursed at the cluster of black-robed assassins closing in: "How dare you lay a hand on my disciple! You wolf pups truly deserve a thousand deaths!"

With a flick of his long whip, he ensnared the creature still clinging to Ye Dajun and tearing at his flesh, hurling it high into the air. It came crashing down with a heavy thud, creating a crater in the ground. The creature lay completely motionless, its bones thoroughly pulverized!

Two figures appeared sequentially on the rooftop, shouting down at the old shepherd: "Old Sheep-Header, do not kill!" With a pair of synchronized aerial side flips, the two landed smoothly inside the courtyard. Upon spotting the two fallen enemies on the ground, both slapped their thighs in dismay and rebuked the old sheepman: "You've gone and stirred up a catastrophic disaster!"

Glaring at the pair with utter disdain, the old shepherd retorted, "Gou Laoqi, Baldy, are you members of the Nine Sects gathering here today? Why send a pack of beasts to deal with a simple peasant?"

It turned out that the bald man's nickname was Baldy, and he too belonged to the Nine Sects! At that moment, anxiety caused his eyes to bulge in sheer panic as he yelled furiously at the old shepherd: "Shut your mouth! These are matters of the Enforcement Hall, completely unrelated to our Outsiders Hall! This is the Wolf Squad—once a blood feud is established with them, it is a fight to the death with no quarter given!"

The old shepherd snorted coldly. "They are all part of your Qingtian Corporation anyway! Let me ask you this now: whose side are you on? Let me make it clear, I've already killed two of these wolf pups, and I wouldn't mind killing a few more. If you intend to shield them, then come at me together!"

Seventh Master Gou and the bald man exchanged glances, caught in an agonizing dilemma.

Seventh Master Gou said with furious indignation, "Today's Wolf Squad is far more sinister and ruthless than before. Harelip abdicated a year ago, and who knows who is training them now—they have lost all ties of kinship and humanity. They refuse to grant face to anyone, even fellow members of the corporation!"

The bald man wore an expression of deep remorse as well. "Earlier, knowing I was here, they used a feint to the east to strike in the west, luring me away. It is my fault I failed to protect that honest, hardworking couple..."

At this realization, everyone fell silent with sudden understanding, their gazes locking simultaneously upon the pitch-black room behind them. Why had there been not the slightest sound from within for so long?

"Arooo!" A resounding dragon's roar echoed from inside the room, shaking the firmament. The already sagging roof collapsed with a thunderous roar, sending more than a dozen figures plummeting downward!

The sudden turn of events stunned everyone in the courtyard. Watching the billowing wave of dust surge toward them, they instinctively covered their noses and mouths and bolted for the front gates!

"Little San, run!" Ye Dajun roared suddenly, vaulting up from the ground with a powerful leap and tackling a werewolf that was attempting to ambush the old shepherd!

Seizing the creature's neck with one hand, he twisted it with explosive force. A series of sharp cracks rang out as he snapped the creature's cervical vertebrae with his bare hands!

A fierce gust of wind swept in from behind—these werewolves loved launching surprise attacks from the blind spots of their prey!

Having grown familiar with their combat patterns, Ye Dajun bent forward abruptly, thrusting his right hand between his legs to grip the enemy's ankle. Lifting the creature upside down, he slammed it fiercely against the courtyard wall!

With a sickening crunch, the skull shattered instantly. Before the enemy could even emit a shriek, it was smashed into a heap of bloody pulp.

Throwing the corpse aside, Ye Dajun stood covered from head to toe in lacerations, looking terrifyingly like someone who had just crawled out of a pool of blood. Amidst the swirling dust and debris, he forged slowly forward, ignoring the crumbling walls around him. Staring with wide, blazing tiger-eyes, he roared at the top of his lungs: "Little San! Don't be afraid, big brother is coming to save you!"