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Chapter 424: Chapter 298: The Use of Mountain Bikes_2
Jiang Ning: "Indeed, quite a few."
This situation would eventually improve a few years later when Yuzhou City introduced restrictions on motorcycle traffic after 9 PM.
Yang Sheng: "They ride so fast, and even against traffic. It wouldn’t matter as much if they hurt themselves, but it would be terrible if they hit someone else."
She was clearly indignant about this behavior and took the opportunity to grumble a few words with Jiang Ning.
At that moment, Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense stirred, detecting something.
They had just reached the junction where they should have parted ways when the wild revving of an engine sounded again from behind.
Coincidentally, instead of turning, Jiang Ning strangely continued straight on, riding forward alongside Yang Sheng.
Xue Yuantong said, "You took the wrong turn."
Her voice was soft, and combined with the noise behind them, it was swallowed up by the night wind.
However, Yang Sheng noticed something was amiss. She intended to speak up, but considering the noise, she pressed the brake, stopped her bike, intending to speak to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning also stopped his mountain bike.
The noise from the engines behind them grew louder and then gradually decreased.
Finally, three motorcycles whizzed past them, effectively blocking Jiang Ning and her path.
It was 9:30 PM, and it was dark.
This road near the edge of the urban area, close to the river dam, was quite secluded with hardly anyone around.
In such a situation, being stopped by someone wasn’t something anyone would take positively.
Yang Sheng had quick reflexes; her hand quietly slipped into her pocket.
Unlike ordinary girls, Yang Sheng had a sense of chivalry. She knew it was unsafe to go home at night, so she always carried a knife for protection against any incident.
The three motorcycles carried five youths, none of whom wore helmets.
The leading youth, with a round face and close to the height of 1.9 meters, was slightly overweight, looking strong and powerful but still falling short of Yan Tianpeng.
The other four youths ranged from 1.75 to 1.8 meters, and even in terms of presence, they fell far short of their leader.
The group parked their motorcycles and started walking toward them.
Seeing this, Xue Yuantong’s heart couldn’t help but race; grasping Jiang Ning’s hem, ready to pull him and run at any moment.
Xue Yuantong knew Jiang Ning was formidable, capable of fighting several opponents.
But that 1.9-meter-tall man gave Xue Yuantong an eerie feeling, numbing her skin.
It seemed like he might have committed some terrible acts in the past.
Her instincts did not want Jiang Ning to take any risks.
She surveyed the surrounding environment with her eyes. If they ran down the main road, the others with their motorcycles would surely catch up. Their only escape would be to ditch the bikes and head down from the river dam.
The youth wearing a duckbill hat asked from behind, "Brother Liu, what do you say?"
The person known as Brother Liu was the round-faced, 1.9-meter-tall youth.
Brother Liu’s round face was all smiles, and not only him but the other four youths also wore grins as if they had everything under control.
One of the youths even scanned the surrounding environment.
Silent for a few seconds, Yang Sheng recalled times when on her way home, having encountered youths on motorcycles asking her if she wanted to hang out, which she always declined.
Some had also asked for her contact information.
Before, Yang Sheng felt they meant no real harm and were just making conversation, but today, it seemed different.
Yang Sheng gripped the knife in her pocket.
Her father had said that if she encountered danger, to run away first. For a girl, no method was more effective than running.
But in an extreme case, one should not reveal the knife too quickly.
Because the appearance of a knife would only make the assailants more crazed.
Yang Sheng didn’t run; Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong were still there. If she fled, they might not be quick enough. If that happened, she’d regret it for the rest of her life.
Conversely, if she stayed, given her and Jiang Ning’s capabilities, maybe nothing would go wrong.
Yang Sheng took a deep breath; it had been a long time since she had felt this tense.
The last time was a few years ago, during a family trip to the seaside, when she went swimming and got carried farther and farther away by the waves, barely making it back to shore.
Brother Liu pulled out a cigarette, smiling at Jiang Ning:
"Little bro, not bad, huh. Your girlfriend is quite a looker, tsk, tsk."
He gestured with his mouth towards Yang Sheng, having noticed her from a distance, entranced by her demeanor.
He made an exception and intervened again.
As for the little girl in the back seat, he simply ignored her.
Jiang Ning had no emotional fluctuations, let alone facing only five people, even if it were five thousand, with his Qi Cultivation Stage Cultivation, he could easily slaughter them all.
"It’s manageable," he said.
He had a rough idea about what those few were thinking.
At first, when they rode the bike to a distant place, Jiang Ning used his Divine Sense to observe them discussing briefly, preparing to make their move under the cover of darkness.
Such incidents had been reported in the news before.
However, it was a different story when it happened to him.
Jiang Ning got off the mountain bike, he steadied the kickstand, ensuring that Xue Yuantong remained securely seated.
"Don’t get off," he said as he took out a piece of fruit candy, unwrapped it, and popped it into Xue Yuantong’s little mouth.
To others, Jiang Ning’s actions might appear ordinary, but to the few onlookers, it felt like a blatant contempt.
Brother Liu’s round face tightened, and he took a drag on his cigarette:
"Kid, you’ve got some temper."
Jiang Ning couldn’t care less about their posturing, he retorted:
"I’m giving you three seconds to hop on your crappy bikes and get lost."
Upon hearing this, Brother Liu and his group first froze, then burst into laughter, they had done many bad things, but this was the first time they had come across such a fool.
A perverse expression crossed Brother Liu’s round face as he instructed his companions:
"Keep an eye on those two women. Don’t let them run away. If they dare, beat them to death."
With this one sentence, his intentions were laid bare.
Brother Liu’s eyes turned fierce: "Last time someone was as arrogant as you, I held his head and slammed it into the ground until he cried and begged for mercy."
"You today..."
He only got halfway through when Jiang Ning, as if teleporting, appeared right in front of him.
Brother Liu didn’t even have time to express his shock before he felt like he was hit head-on by a large truck.
His sturdy chest was struck with such force that it horrifyingly caved in; it was accompanied by a dread-inducing "crack" sound of breaking bones, and his body flew backward seven or eight meters.
He traced a parabola in the air like a broken doll, from the edge of the road to the middle, "thud" as he landed, scraping the pavement for a tael or so.
Brother Liu lay on his back on the asphalt, coughing dull coughs, as a lump of dark red blood spewed from his mouth, trickling down his pockmarked face onto the ground.
"Jiang Ning!" Xue Yuantong covered her mouth, her face awash with urgency.
Yang Sheng’s eyes were fixed in shock; she had imagined Jiang Ning to be powerful but never anticipated he could be this terrifying.
She looked at the man lying on the ground, seeing a large indentation in his chest and constant bleeding from his mouth— he was dying!
Yang Sheng had a strong constitution, yet witnessing this scene, she still felt weak, her grip loosening. After taking several deep breaths, she mustered some strength.
Brother Liu was critically injured with one kick; anyone else might have run away, but these young men were clearly no ordinaries.
They were used to misbehaving with Brother Liu’s backing. Without him, all the tails they left behind from their previous deeds would come back to haunt them!
How could there be intact eggs under an overturned nest?
Overcome by madness, the youth in the duckbill hat pulled out a dagger, bloodshot eyes gleaming: "Kill him!"
The four charged with their weapons drawn.
Jiang Ning calmly observed the scene. People act without regard for consequences once they lose their heads, capable of committing the most cruel and perverse actions.
And for these few, Jiang Ning didn’t hold back much.
Considering the information he had received from Ma Shicheng earlier and their initial malice, if an ordinary person were in his place, it was clear what tragic fate they would have met.
Jiang Ning was faster than them, he didn’t retreat but advanced, taking a few steps forward and casually lifting the rear seat of Yang Sheng’s mountain bike.
A Solidification Technique was cast over the mountain bike.
Swinging the bike, it carried immense force as it swept through the air, the tearing breeze sharp and piercing.
Striking the knife-wielding youth directly in the ribs, it twisted his charging body in the opposite direction, sending his feet flailing through the air.
The bike continued to swing, its reach perfectly enveloping the four men, leaving none able to stand.
Like swatting flies, they were all struck, "bam!" flying up into the air and landing sprawled out on the road.
Yang Sheng’s beloved mountain bike had previously been destroyed and had only recently been fixed.
Seeing her bike being used in such a way, she instinctively exclaimed: "My bicycle!"
