Fanatic!

Chapter 96 Killing Harris

“Chen Wujun!” Harris exclaimed, a look of surprise on his face.

He never imagined that this seemingly ordinary case was a trap set for him.

He never expected that the person in front of him would be... Chen Wujun.

"Who!" Joe suddenly exclaimed from behind, but the sound was cut short by a "thud" as something struck flesh.

Almost simultaneously, the iron gate outside slammed shut.

Just as Harris darted backward, the iron gate closed, plunging the area behind him into darkness.

Then came the sound of gurgling water.

Harris smelled a pungent gasoline odor.

Outside, someone was pouring gasoline through the gap in the iron gate, and it flowed down the stairs.

With just a spark, this narrow staircase can be turned into a fireplace.

Harris considered that he had noticed the iron gate when he came in, and if he gave himself some time, he could break through.

However, it's clear that the other party won't give me time.

Moreover, there is at least one expert outside who can subdue Joe in an instant, giving him no time to fire and only allowing him to sound a half-sound alarm.

It's worth noting that Joe's enhancement and reconstruction exceeded 42%.

Harris took a deep breath and walked down the stairs step by step, his eyes fixed on Chen Wujun at the front, only to find that Chen Wujun had a shield in his hand that covered half of his body.

The shield was hanging on the pillar just now, but he didn't notice it because he was so surprised to see Chen Wujun.

"There's only one way out now!" Chen Wujun tilted his head and grinned.
"Throw away your guns, and I'll throw away my shield too. Let's have a man's fight. I'll kill you, or you'll be killed by me!"

"Why?" Harris was full of questions.

Although he had caused trouble for Chen Wujun, it was only once, and he only verbally caused trouble for the other party without causing any loss.

There was no deep-seated hatred between the two sides.

The other party actually set up this situation for me.

“Because you want me to be your dog…” Chen Wujun looked at the other person with amusement.

"I don't want to be a dog, and I don't want you to keep bothering me..."

"Just for this?" Harris was even more surprised. If it was just for this... this kid was simply insane.

Then he remembered seeing the video of Chen Wujun that day.

A teenager killed Wei using such methods, and then challenged so many new martial arts masters from various gangs.

His assessment at the time was: This kid is a born villain, a scoundrel!
"It's for this... and also to solidify my spiritual will..." Chen Wujun didn't explain further; there was no need.

He raised his hand and tapped his shield repeatedly, making a thumping sound, as if challenging his opponent to a duel.

“I have another question… Who’s outside? Shark Nine… or your master Zhou Qing? Who exactly is your master Zhou Qing?” Harris wanted to take this opportunity to get more information.

Meanwhile, his gaze swept over the iron pillars, his eyes twitching incessantly.

In the dim light, he could see that the tops of the iron pillars had a slight sheen.

Obviously, something was wrong with those iron pillars.

“You don’t need to know this… You can look it up when you get back.” Chen Wujun smiled.

Harris suddenly took a deep breath, raised his hand, and pulled the trigger.

There was a bang.

The firelight illuminated the room.

clang!
The shield in Chen Wujun's hand made a soft sound.

"11 more shots... Shall we try again?" Chen Wujun grinned.

Harris ignored Chen Wujun; he had just used the brief flash of firelight to get a clear view of the situation.

Not only did the top of the iron pillar reflect a faint light, but the 20-centimeter-wide edge around the room also reflected a faint light, as did the walls.

Harris reached out and touched the edge of the dye vat next to him, and his heart sank. He finally knew what it was.

It's oil.

The entire room was coated with a layer of oil, heavy-duty mechanical lubricant.

Harris frowned at Chen Wujun: "That's not fair. Didn't you want to kill me? We can go outside."

"If you're scared, I can tie my hands and fight you."

“No, this is fair.” Chen Wujun remained unmoved.

“You’re faster than me… but I’m smarter than you, so it’s fair.”

“I’ll tie my legs together and fight you,” Harris added.

“Look, you always think you’re so smart… just like when you came to me last time…” Chen Wujun said with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

At the same time, flames suddenly erupted on the stairs behind Harris, with burning gasoline flowing down the stairs.

Harris's heart sank to the bottom.

The person on the other end is a complete villain.

Harris kicked off his shoes and leaped onto the outer edge of the road. His foot slipped, and he almost fell into the sewage below.

Although he didn't know what was in the sewage... he certainly didn't want to fall in.

With his powerful muscle control, he tensed his feet, regained his balance, and ran quickly along the outer edge.

The faster you go, the easier it is to maintain your balance.

The 20-meter distance was just a blink of an eye for him; he was already to Chen Wujun's side and fired a shot at the man's head.

boom!
clang!
Chen Wujun shrank back, and a bullet hole appeared on the upper edge of his shield.

Harris was just looking for this. He stomped his foot, but not only the outer edge, but the entire wall was covered in mechanical lubricant, which almost made him fall into the sewage again. Fortunately, he twisted his body and crashed into Chen Wujun.

He didn't want to knock Chen Wujun off the road, but rather to force Chen Wujun to move aside.

Just as he expected, Chen Wujun moved his feet and landed on another iron stake.

To him, the greased iron stakes were no different from the ground.

Moreover, as he moved, the shield suddenly slammed towards the gun in Harris's hand, while a cold light slashed towards Harris's feet.

Chen Wujun knew he wouldn't put down his gun so easily, so he had not only a shield in his hand, but also a knife.

Harris was cursing under his breath. In a flash, he pulled his feet back and stepped flat on the blade.

In that split second, Harris's movement of stepping down was almost too fast for anyone to react to.

However, Chen Wujun swung his knife and slashed at Harris's foot.

The environment and attack positions here are fixed, and Chen Wujun has simulated them in his mind countless times.

Even if Harris moves very quickly, he can still react in time.

Harris punched the shield, using the momentum to leap backward. His feet landed on the iron stake, but he slipped and was about to fall into the sewage pool below. He reacted quickly, grabbing the edge of the stake. His hands were slippery, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

As he felt the iron stake shaking, he raised his other hand and fired two shots at Chen Wujun, then leaped back onto the iron stake.

After taking a punch to the shield, Chen Wujun immediately switched to three different stakes to absorb the force, blocked two gunshots, and then turned back to the last iron stake, slashing at Harris's head with his sword close to the edge of the shield.

However, Chen Wujun withdrew his hand after cutting only half of it.

His attack was a feint, designed to get Harris to fire the final shot.

However, Harris kept his gun pointed at Chen Wujun's arm and head, and did not fall for the trick.

At this moment, the flames in the distance had ignited the lubricating oil on the outer edge of the dye vat at the other end of the stairs, and the flames burned slowly along both sides, as if two fire snakes were swimming.

The dark smoke also rolled in this direction.

Both of them could smell the pungent, highly toxic gas.

Harris was anxious; this kid was a madman.

If this continues, when the flames engulf the two of them, they will either be burned to death or suffocated by the smoke.

"Didn't you say we should all lay down our weapons?" Harris said, leaping backward as if off a stake.

The other person was holding a turtle shell and a knife, while I only had one bullet left in my gun, so I couldn't fight.

Special operations units usually carry 12 bullets when they go on missions, but he... only carried 6.

So he planned for both of them to throw away their weapons and shields before they fought.

Once the opponent loses their shield and weapon, my strength far surpasses theirs, and during a prolonged fight, I will have a place to borrow strength.

“Fine, drop your gun first. If I wanted to burn you alive, I wouldn’t be waiting for you here,” Chen Wujun said from behind his shield.

Harris threw the gun directly into the water.

Ding!
The gun was bounced off.

Harris's eyes twitched; there was indeed something else underwater.

Chen Wujun also threw his shield and sword far away.

He reached out and ripped open his shirt, revealing an extremely muscular physique. Then he took a deep breath, and his whole body seemed to swell up.

"No wonder he's so bold, it turns out he's trained in external martial arts." Harris said with a gloomy face.

He is also very knowledgeable.

He had seen many masters of external martial arts before.

Moreover, Chen Wujun's external martial arts skills were far from perfect.

Harris leaped towards Chen Wujun, his ten fingers, each like bent steel, reaching for Chen Wujun's head.

Chen Wujun turned his foot and stepped onto a different iron stake as if walking on flat ground.

The moment he landed, he felt his foot slip. At the same time, Chen Wujun suddenly stepped forward and stomped on his instep, while his hands stabbed repeatedly, like two knives, towards his neck.

Harris was unable to exert any force at this moment. He bent down and slapped Chen Wujun's knee, causing his body to lunge backward again.

However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he slipped again. Before he could regain his footing, Chen Wujun had already chased after him, his body moving swiftly, his hands lashing out like steel whips.

Harris had to back off another iron stake, this time grabbing it with both hands and one foot at the same time.

The moment Chen Wujun caught up, his arm pierced Harris's chest like a spear.

Harris seized the opportunity instantly, grabbing Chen Wujun's arms with both hands. However, Chen Wujun's skin was as hard as metal, and his hands were covered in lubricant, causing them to slip. His ten fingers slid from Chen Wujun's elbows all the way down to his shoulders.

Harris knew something was wrong, and immediately wrapped his arms around Chen Wujun's arms like pythons, his veins bulging.

Chen Wujun's fist slammed directly into his chest.

Harrison felt a sharp pain in his chest and was thrown backward.

However, he wrapped his arms around Chen Wujun's arms like a giant python. Chen Wujun pulled forward and charged towards the two iron stakes, while Harris suddenly pulled his arms and used the force to spin in the air and whip-kick Chen Wujun's neck.

This attack was incredibly powerful, even tearing apart the flames not far away with the force of the gale.

The other leg follows closely below.

This whip kick is actually followed by a scissor kick, which is meant to clamp Chen Wujun's neck and snap it.

Chen Wujun, however, heard his exertion the moment he exerted force and knew where his center of gravity was.

He suddenly slammed his body backward in a bridge-like motion, while simultaneously unleashing a leg like a venomous snake, striking Harris on the head.

Harrison rolled away immediately, grabbed a metal stake, and saw stars all around him.

Even though he had enhanced and reconstructed more than 80%, and even though Chen Wujun couldn't use his full strength with this kick due to his center of gravity, it still left him feeling dizzy and disoriented.

The moment Chen Wujun raised his leg, he lost his balance and fell downwards.

However, he had already calculated the location; there was an iron stake beneath him.

His back slammed against the iron stake. He turned halfway around, his five fingers gripping the edge of the stake tightly from behind his shoulder like steel. He flipped in the air and hung on the stake like a monkey hanging from a tree. With a push of his fingers, he sprang up.

Without pausing for even a moment, Chen Wujun stepped over several iron stakes after getting up and kicked Harris, who was hugging an iron stake.

However, at this moment, Harris's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He suddenly exerted force with his arms and legs, and his whole body leaped towards Chen Wujun's head. He clenched his fists and smashed them down on Chen Wujun's head with such force that it was as if a pile driver had come crashing down.

The iron stake he had just been holding flipped over and fell into the water with his force.

He had just discovered that there was a base underneath these iron stakes, and if he applied too much force, the iron stakes would tip over.

At this moment, Chen Wujun's center of gravity was forward, making it impossible for him to turn around. Moreover, with Harris above his head, there was absolutely no way for him to dodge.

However, at this moment, Chen Wujun suddenly lowered his body to the lowest point, and suddenly burst out with great force, kicking the iron pillar under his feet away.

Using the momentum, he leaped forward, kicked the falling iron pillar, and then darted ahead.

"It's all over now..." Harris felt his heart sink to the bottom as he watched the iron pillar below being kicked away.

He had no chance to gain leverage at this point, so he could only stretch his arm downwards.

puff!

Several 20-centimeter-long iron nails pierced Harris's palm and went straight into his arm.

"Ugh—!" Harris couldn't help but groan, his strength instantly dissipating. He finally understood what was underwater.

The underwater area is full of these things!
Densely packed with 20-centimeter-long steel nails!

Chen Wujun had already swiftly circled around the iron stakes, stepping on them one by one, and was now behind Harris again. With a leap, he was above Harris.

With extreme ferocity, he stomped down on Harris's groin as Harris struggled to maintain his balance, one hand on the ground.

Pfft!
Harris was pushed upside down into the sewage by him.

Steel nails pierced Harris's head.

His crotch area was a patchwork of red and white.

Chen Wujun leaped onto the iron pillar beside him, and then let out a roar like a tiger.

(End of this chapter)