Ultimate: Gangster Youth, starting with release from prison

Lin Yu from the side.

Turn around in an instant!

One punch!

his goal.

It's a thug's machete!

boom!

In an instant!

The fist slammed directly into the machete!

The dragon-patterned axe collided with the cleaver in an instant!

"..."

"..."

For an instant.

Lin Yu and Wang Dadong's eyes met for a fleeting moment.

blood.

Scream.

Bloody smell.

This atmosphere, coupled with the intense fighting, already got everyone's blood boiling and their minds were filled with nothing but fighting. In an instant, the atmosphere seemed to create a kind of opposition!

The smell of gunpowder is invisible.

An invisible pervasiveness.

Wang Dadong's eyes were blazing with fighting spirit!

But Lin Yu's eyes remained calm and cold.

Grin.

A crisp snapping sound!

The fist collided with the dragon-patterned axe!

The thug's knife...

It broke directly in two!

boom!

After shattering the blade with its powerful force, the dragon-patterned iron and the fist were unable to retract their strength and collided directly together in an instant!

"..."

"..."

next second.

Wang Dadong felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, as if he had been torn apart in an instant!

boom!

The dragon-patterned iron and the fist were both retracted in an instant!

"..."

A hint of shock flashed in Wang Dadong's eyes.

pain.

pain.

This guy……

Is it a monster?

The pain was naturally due to the impact of his fist on the dragon-patterned griddle, which became the surface of the impact, transmitting the force to his hand. However, the griddle itself was made of astonishing materials and possessed the ability to absorb force, but…

This guy's hand.

Is it a weapon?

What shocked Wang Dadong the most was that he hadn't sensed the young man's combat power index at all, but the moment he clashed with the young man while wielding the Dragon Pattern Shield, his own combat power index of 9000 points suddenly surged, and it was skyrocketing, giving him a feeling of his blood boiling and his adrenaline soaring...

This caused his combat power index to skyrocket from 9000 points to nearly 10000 points!

But unfortunately.

The moment he retrieved the Dragon Pattern Shield, his combat power index dropped back to just over 9000 points.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The two of them didn't say anything.

once again.

The thugs charged towards the Black Dog Gang!

As screams filled the alley and blood stained the ground, more and more members of the Black Dog Gang fell. In just a few minutes, nearly a hundred thugs were killed, and the scene of their deaths was horrific.

Seeing this, many of the Black Dog Gang thugs completely lost the will to fight and simply dropped their weapons and ran away.

boom!

As Lin Yu trampled the last thug under his foot, the entire alley was now deserted, with not a single Black Dog Gang member standing. The ground was filled with screaming thugs, some unconscious, some with extremely weak breaths, and some... even stopped breathing.

"..."

"..."

"..."

alley.

Only three people remained standing.

Three people.

The positions form a triangle.

He was covered in blood.

The smell of blood was extremely strong.

Wang Dadong and Wang Yase both looked at Lin Yu, who was standing closest to the alley entrance.

He had the most blood on him; his hair, cheeks, and fists were almost all covered in blood. His hair was disheveled, and his calm eyes remained focused on what lay ahead.

"..."

Just as Wang Dadong and Wang Yase were about to speak.

Lin Yu didn't look at them. Instead, he turned around, took out a cigarette from his pocket as he walked, lit it with a lighter, and the faint flame flickered and smoke swirled around him.

Lin Yu's figure walked further and further away.

"classmate!"

At this moment, Wang Dadong spoke up, trying to call out to Lin Yu.

"..."

But Lin Yu seemed not to hear him and walked away on his own.

A gust of wind swept by.

Lin Yu's figure gradually disappeared from their sight.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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[008] The bar under guard! An attack by the Black Dog Gang! [8 more chapters]

"...".

"..."

Neither Wang Dadong nor Wang Yase spoke again, but watched Lin Yu's departing figure.

The smell of smoke.

The smell of blood wafted over.

The image seemed impossible for either of them to shake off.

The young man, covered in blood, disheveled and with his hair in disarray, slowly walked away from the alley. As he walked, he took out a cigarette case from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and as the white smoke rose, he left the two of them with only his back view, gradually walking further and further away.

From beginning to end.