Chapter 109: A Hero Rescues a Beauty

Chen Erpao was fully aware that he was just an ordinary man—not a favored child of fate, nor a super invincible warrior equipped with cheats. The opponent had clearly prepared in advance, likely setting up a deadly trap. Though the path ahead was fraught with peril, he could not halt his steps forward.

The Third Elementary School of Tuen Mun on Shangye Road had relocated half a year ago. The old campus, situated within an area slated for urban redevelopment, would soon be leveled to the ground.

At present, the once vast campus was desolate and empty. The towering trees lining the sides had long shed their leaves, now mounded in piles on the ground. Weeds grew rampant, some reaching knee-high. Merely six months had passed, yet this place, once filled with laughter and joy, had become so barren.

On the spacious basketball court, several figures stood still. Bang En and Bang Xin stood side by side. Beside them stood a pillar, to which a beautiful young girl with the face of a child yet a devilish figure was bound. She wore only a pink bra on her upper body, her ample breasts surging provocatively under the gentle sunlight, seeming to emit a faint glow.

At this moment, Lu Yunqing appeared weary and fearful, her previous boldness and playfulness vanished. Now, she looked like a delicate and pitiful girl in distress.

Chen Erpao, alone with a cigarette, walked step by step against the cool autumn breeze. His composure was calm and collected, as if he were merely attending a friend’s gathering or taking a solitary stroll, showing no sign that he was stepping into a deadly trap.

"What a Chen Erpao," Bang En said with a faint smile. "Truly worthy of the title ‘Asura.’ You dare to risk your life fearlessly. If it weren’t for certain reasons, I’d be glad to call you a friend."

"But I don’t want to," Chen Erpao replied coldly, a thin layer of frost veiling his words. "I will never befriend someone who commits such despicable acts. You—are unworthy."

"Hmph," Bang En’s eyes darkened instantly, his voice thick with anger. "I’ve heard you’re arrogant, and now I see it’s true. Today, I want to see just how far your madness goes. Don’t forget she’s in my hands; I decide her fate." With that, his large hand swiftly clamped down on Lu Yunqing’s tender neck.

Chen Erpao’s body trembled, his instinct urging him to rush forward, but he restrained himself. Though it pained him deeply to see the girl who had once amazed and delighted him so much in such peril, he forced himself to endure. Any rash move might only bring her greater harm.

"What do you want?" Chen Erpao’s cold gaze swept over the two, chilling the air around them as if the very atmosphere had turned icy.

Bang Xin smiled coyly. "Don’t look at me like that! You’re making me shy." She then sauntered toward Chen Erpao, her eyes flashing seductively.

Though she knew that as long as that woman was in their grasp, the man before her dared not act rashly, she remained cautious. Stopping less than a meter away, the two could clearly see every pore on each other’s faces.

"Honestly, you’re pretty impressive. I’m almost captivated," she purred. "I’ve already tamed a female dog here in Hong Kong. If you behave obediently as my wolf king, maybe I’ll consider sparing your life—and even let this little sister go. Haha..." Bang Xin laughed brazenly, her slender hand boldly resting on Chen Erpao’s broad chest, wandering provocatively.

Suddenly, Chen Erpao’s right hand shot up swiftly. Though Bang Xin appeared relaxed, she was actually on high alert, retreating rapidly in moments.

"Haha, my dear wolf king, I have quick reflexes, don’t I?" Her laughter was short-lived, however, abruptly ceasing as her right hand turned pitch black in an instant.

"Silver needle! What... what have you done to me?" Bang Xin felt an uncomfortable numbness spread through her arm. She quickly drew out an extremely thin, nearly invisible silver needle—but it was already too late. Her right arm was covered in black spots rapidly spreading to other areas.

Chen Erpao smiled coldly. He was not merely brawn without wit. Since they had dared to kidnap a woman to harm him, a little retaliation was only fitting.

"This silver needle carries a deadly poison called ‘Yama Powder.’ Without the special antidote within an hour, you’ll be reporting to the King of Hell. If you want to live, release her immediately. The antidote? I’ll give it to you. Remember, your life is yours to decide. This woman has only known me for a few days at most; I can walk away anytime. You have no choice. You have one minute to decide."

Bang En swiftly stepped in front of Bang Xin, clearly protective of her.

"Chen Erpao, for a so-called leader of the Righteous Sect, you behave disgracefully," Bang En spat.

Chen Erpao smiled indifferently. "An eye for an eye. Time’s running out—thirty seconds left. After that, I’ll turn and leave without hesitation. I only came to see who dares oppose me."

Hatred filled Bang En and Bang Xin’s eyes. Their earlier confidence, as if they held all the cards, was now utterly shattered.

"Ten seconds... nine, eight, seven..." Just as Chen Erpao was about to count down, Bang En roared in frustration, "Fine, I agree to release her!"

Chen Erpao smiled faintly as Lu Yunqing’s bonds were undone. Without hesitation, he removed his coat and draped it over her frail body.

"Are you alright? Sorry, I dragged you into this," he said apologetically.

He hadn’t expected to involve her in such turmoil. On the way here, a message passed by Huang Mao had informed him that these two were notorious figures in Cambodia’s underground world, now collaborating with the Heaven Alliance in Hong Kong. Chen Erpao was one of the Alliance’s greatest enemies, having caused them heavy losses and humiliation. Yet he had never imagined they would resort to such measures.

Lu Yunqing looked up at his resolute face. Her frightened, childlike features suddenly broke into tears like a little girl, releasing a flood of pent-up sorrow.

Chen Erpao reached out gently, wiping away the tears that slid down her cheeks. Though she was now covered by his coat, her half-naked, devilish figure was still apparent; the coat only concealed her back. Her snow-white chest, encased in the pink bra, remained visible—two firm, round mounds so close that the faint scent wafted gently to his nose.