Suppressing the Protagonist in the Start to Seize the Heroine

Chapter 196

Liu Xiaoe expressed her frustration from a small hill about two kilometers outside Beihai Airport, “Dad, how could you help them clear the area? With such a large-scale conflict, we can’t just stand by and do nothing.”

Liu Changyuan gave a bitter smile. His daughter had always had a strong sense of justice, which he couldn’t say was bad, but it was a bit naive. He was glad he had always been by her side; otherwise, Liu Xiaoe might not even know how she died.

“Xiaoe, do you think the higher-ups aren’t aware of the situation? I’ve reported it many times. The message from above was simple: let them solve their own issues. As for helping them clear the area, do you want them to fight with a crowd of civilians watching?”

Liu Changyuan’s rhetorical question made Liu Xiaoe speechless. Without their intervention, the airport would have been crowded with people. If a fight broke out, who would care about the bystanders? A stray attack could easily result in deaths.

Liu Xiaoe quietly said, “Dad, I’m sorry, I was too idealistic. But…with so many people, I saw many famous grandmasters. With such a fight, will the higher-ups really not intervene?”

Liu Changyuan sighed, “The temptation of what the Su family has brought out this time is too great; it could enhance Xia Country’s international status.”

“However, the Song family has deep roots, hence the current situation. Everyone’s turning a blind eye, letting them handle it. Xiaoe, you’re still young. Having a heart of justice isn’t bad, but don’t do anything beyond your capabilities, understand?”

Liu Xiaoe nodded, though she still seemed unconvinced. If they could abuse their power like this, what was the point of the law?

What Liu Xiaoe didn’t realize was that in this world, in Xia Country, the law really only restrained ordinary people. How could it possibly constrain grandmasters or those even more powerful?

Although there was Bureau 751, a powerful agency, Xia Country was too large. With Bureau 751’s talented personnel spread thin across the country, even a provincial capital like Donghai only had one Liu Changyuan.

As the plane’s roar passed overhead, they were about to land at Beihai Airport.

“Master, we’ve arrived at Beihai Airport.”

Song Zhiming opened the window cover and immediately spotted Su Lin standing at the forefront. He squinted his eyes, somewhat amused, “It’s been years since the Song family flexed its muscles. I didn’t expect someone to underestimate us so much that they’d come to welcome us in such a grand manner.”

Song Chunsheng also found it somewhat amusing, “They know nothing about our family’s strength. They think forming some alliance can contend with us, not realizing it’s like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.”

Song Zhiming laughed, “We can’t underestimate the Qin and Li families of Donghai, though. With such a large group of about seventy or eighty people, let’s go down and meet them.”

Then he looked at Xiao Chen, “Xiao Chen, you’re not planning to run away this time, are you?”

Although Song Zhiming was smiling, Xiao Chen felt that smile hid many secrets. The kind gaze seemed like it could turn into an abyss that would swallow him at any moment.

Xiao Chen braced himself, “Uncle Song, don’t worry. I’ll avenge my brother this time no matter what.”

Song Zhiming nodded in satisfaction, “That’s the spirit. My family hasn’t protected you in vain~~.”

Song Zhiming, unaware that opposing the protagonist could lead to ruin, raised his hand, “Let’s go and meet these Donghai warriors.”

With that, Xiao Chen made way for Song Zhiming, who was the first to walk towards the exit, followed by Song Chunsheng and then Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen felt confident with so many people around, giving him strong support.

As they stepped out of the cabin, they saw Su Lin and his group. Song Zhiming, appearing nonchalant, slowly descended the stairs.

Su Lin, seeing this, smiled slightly. They were laughing now, but who knew what would happen later?

Soon, over a hundred people disembarked the plane, with Song Zhiming directly approaching Su Lin, stopping about twenty meters in front of him.

He looked at Su Lin in his usual refined manner, “Are you Su Lin?”

“I think Mr. Song should have seen my photos enough times not to mistake someone else,” Su Lin replied lightly.

Song Zhiming nodded, “Impressive, young and arrogant, you…”

Su Lin interrupted, “Are we fighting or what? If not, I have a wife to go home to.”

“Boy, you dare to be so arrogant after killing my son… I…”

Su Lin had no patience for Song Chunsheng’s bluster and struck out with a palm towards him.

Song Chunsheng’s face changed drastically as he rolled away, landing several meters away. Where he had stood, the ground now bore a set of cracked stones and a palm print.

“Indeed, a grandmaster~!!”

“Fellow grandmasters, join me in eliminating this villain.”

Song Chunsheng’s call ignited the situation like a spark to gunpowder. Immediately, a group rushed towards Su Lin. Despite being outnumbered, Su Lin’s formidable martial prowess allowed him to instantly take down two grandmasters with his Yang Flame Needles, boosting his side’s morale.

The Song family’s attack momentum slowed momentarily, and Xiao Chen shouted, “Don’t be afraid, everyone. Such techniques greatly deplete internal energy. He’ll be exhausted after just a few needles.”

The crowd looked at Su Lin, indeed noticing his breath had grown heavier. Despite his efforts to maintain equilibrium, everyone present was a grandmaster, capable of discerning the finest details. They could see it at a glance.

Thus, the momentarily halted attackers charged again. A piercing sound whistled through the air. Su Lin was surprised; this was the Taiyi Divine Needle technique that Xiao Chen wielded.

However, he was not panicked. In the blink of an eye, he dodged Xiao Chen’s silver needles and charged towards him.

“Stop him.”

“Bang, bang, bang…”

About a dozen grandmasters surrounded Su Lin, but were held back by grandmasters from the Qin and Li families. Su Lin quickly took care of the two grandmasters he was fighting with another two silver needles.

“Xiao Chen, hiding behind others at a time like this? Don’t you dare to have an upright fight with me? Or are you waiting to sacrifice these pawns of the Song family and use another favor from your master to find the next puppet family?”

Su Lin, after launching a dozen consecutive palm strikes and still able to speak leisurely, made Xiao Chen realize the vast gap between them.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

He felt a gaze fixed on him; without looking, he knew it must be Song Zhiming. Song Zhiming had warned him not to run away this time, so he instinctively stared back after hearing Su Lin’s words.

Feeling as if a thorn was in his back, Xiao Chen knew he had no way out and engaged in combat with Su Lin alongside the grandmasters, “Su Lin, you might be strong, but with so many of us, we can exhaust you to death.”

After saying this, he revealed ten silver needles in his hands. Though his internal energy wasn’t as profound as Su Lin’s, Xiao Chen had played with needles since childhood, giving him an edge in this aspect.

“Let’s see how you dodge this time.”

“Whistle, whistle…”

“Clang, clang, clang~!”

The ten silver needles struck Su Lin but failed to penetrate his skin, falling harmlessly to the ground without leaving even a small red mark. Su Lin’s entire body turned golden, with a faint golden glow emanating from him.

“Bang, bang, bang~!!!”

“Duangduangduang…”

The palms, fists, and legs of seven or eight grandmasters struck Su Lin, producing different sounds, but Su Lin’s expression didn’t change, and he didn’t seem to feel any pain.

He patted his chest, “Continue, I can take it.”

The grandmasters were dumbfounded. Su Lin was unharmed, but their hands ached from the impact.

“How is this possible? I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it.” Xiao Chen took out a gold needle, over half a foot long, and shot it towards Su Lin.

Su Lin didn’t even look at the gold needle. With a leap, he rushed to Xiao Chen and threw a punch.

“Puh~!”

Xiao Chen was sent flying twenty meters, coughing blood mid-air.

Throughout the ordeal, Song Zhiming, who stood with two ancient warriors, finally showed a change in expression, “Old Blood, have you seen a technique that turns the whole body golden?”

Old Blood shook his head, “It’s strange, unheard and unseen.”

The other ancient warrior with a large saber also shook his head.

“This Su Lin is truly peculiar. You two try him.”

They complied and joined the fray.

Song Zhiming approached Xiao Chen, lying on the ground. Xiao Chen, struck by Su Lin’s punch, felt as though his stomach exploded, his organs severely damaged. Fortunately, his rigorous training with Wang Yannian on the mountain saved him from being killed by a single punch from Su Lin.

Seeing Song Zhiming approaching, he thought he would receive treatment and extended his hand, “Uncle Song.”

Song Zhiming smiled elegantly and took out a small porcelain bottle, “Xiao Chen, don’t speak. You’re gravely injured. Let me give you medicine.”

Sensing a killing intent from Song Zhiming’s demeanor, Xiao Chen quickly mustered his last bit of strength and fled in the opposite direction of the battle.

Song Zhiming mockingly laughed, “Xiao Chen, didn’t we agree not to run? Why are you running away?”

Xiao Chen didn’t care about Song Zhiming’s words. He knew Song Zhiming wouldn’t pursue him, and with Su Lin occupied, it was the perfect chance to escape.

He decided to return to the mountains and not come down until he reached the peak of grandmaster.

Using a secret technique, Xiao Chen swiftly fled, only slowing down once he was outside the airport perimeter, coughing blood along the roadside. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and Xiao Chen, rubbing his eyes irritated by the sand, saw a figure.

Song Zhigang looked at Xiao Chen and said indifferently, “Xiao Chen, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

“Uncle Song~! Why are you here?”

Song Zhigang smiled, “Of course, I’m here to send you on your way.”

Without giving Xiao Chen a chance to react, Song Zhigang struck Xiao Chen’s chest with a palm.

Xiao Chen was sent flying again, this time without any strength left to protect himself.

Song Zhigang landed beside him, shaking his head, “So young, yet so reckless. This is not how a disciple of the Ghost Doctor should behave.”

After that, darkness enveloped Xiao Chen as he lost consciousness.