Rebirth 09: Starting from taking charge of Running Man on CCTV

Moonlight streamed down through the gaps in the steel structure of the Bird's Nest dome, spreading a layer of cool white light across the lawn.

Li Chen stood at the front, his shoulders slightly forward, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Deng Chao was behind him on the left, his breathing extremely low, his eyes fixed on the black figure walking slowly towards him.

Wang Baoqiang was on the right, his center of gravity lowered to the lowest point, like a cheetah poised to pounce.

The three people instinctively spread out, trying to form a semi-circular encirclement.

But the lawn at the Bird's Nest main stadium is too spacious.

The three people were about seven or eight meters apart, their formation resembling three lonely dots scattered in the moonlight.

Even more deadly is...

This was the first time in their lives they had ever played the name tag ripping game.

Who goes first? Who provides cover? Who flanks from behind?

Nobody knows.

The three people looked at each other and then gave way to one another.

That moment of hesitation was clearly seen by the person on the other end.

Ding-dong.

The sound of the bells suddenly quickened.

Chen Yang made a move.

He did not charge directly at Li Chen.

With a sudden stop, he kicked a muddy trail in the grass beneath his feet, and his entire body slid diagonally to the left like a ghost.

Deng instinctively reached out to stop him.

But Chen Yang's change of direction was half a beat faster than his reaction. He sidestepped past Chen Yang's fingertips, giving him no chance to touch the hem of his clothes.

Chen Yang's real target is Wang Baoqiang.

"Be careful, Baoqiang!" Deng Chao shouted hoarsely.

Wang Baoqiang instantly became alert and instinctively took a step back, spreading his arms to protect himself.

His reaction was quick.

His background in Shaolin meant that his body acted before his brain.

But the moment he opened his arms, an extremely tiny flaw was exposed.

He is waiting.

He would wait for Chen Yang to make the first move, and then use that momentum to launch a counterattack.

This is the instinct of martial arts... to strike after the opponent has moved.

Tearing off name tags is not martial arts.

Chen Yang had no intention of making direct contact with them.

He suddenly stopped abruptly in the last two steps he took to reach Wang Baoqiang, his upper body swaying to the left, and Wang Baoqiang's hands followed suit, blocking him to the left.

Just this once.

Chen Yang turned around from the right side, his movements as fluid as gliding on water.

A hand precisely landed on Wang Baoqiang's back.

Hiss.

The sound of the name tag being torn off was particularly clear on the open lawn.

Wang Baoqiang was stunned.

He looked down at the nameplate with the words "Wang Baoqiang" printed on it in Chen Yang's hand, then looked up at the calm eyes behind the mask.

The entire process takes no more than three seconds.

"...I haven't even realized it yet."

Wang Baoqiang scratched his head, looking incredulous.

The loudspeaker came on.

"Wang Baoqiang, out."

Wang Baoqiang...OUT...OUT...OUT...

The echo bounced back and forth between the steel structures, like a heavy hammer hitting Deng Chao's heart.

Three against one, instantly turned into two against one.

"Brother Chen, don't separate!" Deng Chao cried out anxiously as he moved closer to Li Chen.

But Chen Yang wouldn't give them time to rebuild their team.

The bell rang again, and Chen Yang pounced on Deng Chao.

Deng Chao gritted his teeth and went to meet him.

He is the captain.

His teammates were falling one after another; he couldn't let them go any further.

"Come on! I'm going to fight you to the death today!"

Deng Chao spread his arms, attempting to block Chen Yang in place with a frontal interception, creating an opportunity for Li Chen to flank him.

He pounced fiercely, his whole body crashing down like a wall.

Chen Yang did not take the hit head-on.

As Deng Chao lunged at him, he instinctively fell backward, rolling half a circle along the grass to dissipate all the impact.

Deng Chao missed his target and staggered forward two steps due to inertia.

Leaning forward.

His back was wide open.

Chen Yang rolled to his feet in one fluid motion, his toes pushing off the grass, and he sprang like a spring to Deng Chao's side and behind.

Deng tried desperately to turn around, but his waist couldn't keep up with the twisting speed.

A hand was already on his back.

Hiss.

Clean and efficient.

The moment Deng Chao's name tag was torn off, he froze.

Then he slowly squatted down, placed his hands on his knees, and gasped for breath.

"Deng Chao, OUT."

Deng copied...OUT...OUT...OUT...

Before the echo of the broadcast had faded, Deng Chao looked up at the name tag in Chen Yang's hand and gave a bitter smile.

"You're a fucking scoundrel who has no sense of honor."

Chen Yang didn't speak; his breathing behind the mask was even and steady.

He turned his head.

There was only one person left on the lawn.

Li Chen.

The moonlight shone on Li Chen's face, illuminating his pair of bloodshot eyes.

Wang Baoqiang was instantly killed; he couldn't save him in time.

Deng Chao desperately stood in front of him, but he didn't have time to cooperate.

Two comrades fell one after another in front of him.

It's not because they are weak.

It's because this person is too fast.

Before the three could even coordinate their attacks, they were already being picked off one by one.

Li Chen took a deep breath and clenched his fists even tighter.

He won't run away.

Tough guys don't run away.

"bring it on."

Li Chen's voice was deep and firm as he strode forward to meet him head-on.

It's not about defense.

It's not about waiting.

It was an active charge.

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes slightly behind the mask.

interesting.

The two bumped into each other in the middle of the lawn.

There were no fancy footwork moves, no feints or probing attacks.

A clash of pure power.

Li Chen grabbed Chen Yang by the back of his collar, his five fingers digging into the fabric like iron clamps.

At the same time, Chen Yang also grabbed the team uniform on Li Chen's back.

The two men gripped each other's backs, like two bulls butting heads, locked in a stalemate on the lawn.

Li Chen's forearm muscles were taut like steel cables, with veins bulging.

Chen Yang's heels dug deep into the grass as he leaned forward to resist the brute force.

Neither of them was willing to let go.

Everyone is pulling in their own direction.

The fabric groaned under the violent pulling of the two forces.

"Crunch... crunch..."

Then......

Sizzle!!

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap.

The black cloth in Li Chen's hand and the green team uniform in Chen Yang's hand... were torn apart at the same time.

The two of them staggered back two steps at the same time.

A chill ran through my upper body.

The night wind blew in through the gaps in the torn fabric.

Chen Yang looked down.

His custom-made black T-shirt had a long tear from the back to the side waist, and the entire right half of the shirt was hanging down, revealing half of his shoulder and chest muscles.

Now let's look at Li Chen.

The green team uniform was torn all the way from the collar to the navel, and the whole garment hung on the shoulders like a cape, revealing everything that should and shouldn't be revealed.

The two of them were stunned at the same time.

Then, almost the same action!

The two tough guys, who had just been fighting fiercely, simultaneously let go, their faces flushed, and squatted down, clutching their chests tightly with their hands.

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit..."

Before Chen Yang could remove his mask, a muffled voice came from behind it, carrying an indescribable embarrassment.

Li Chen's ears were completely red, and the redness on his neck burned all the way down to his collarbone.

"Stop...stop filming!" Li Chen waved at the nearest camera, his voice trembling.