Chapter 33 – Protagonist Syndrome and Crushing

Volume 2: Battlefield Between Two Worlds

"Who is Li Quan'an? Step forward!"

Sun Aotian had only been talking with Bai Feifei and her younger brother for a short while when he suddenly roared at the top of his lungs.

His words were brimming with rage and murderous intent.

Li Quan'an was so frightened by Sun Aotian that he shuddered hard, instantly understanding what Wen Yu had meant earlier.

Bai Feifei was tattling to Sun Aotian about him-but he hadn't exactly mistreated Bai Feifei, had he?

If Wen Yu knew what Li Quan'an was thinking, he would definitely pat him on the shoulder and say earnestly, "You still don't understand how someone with protagonist syndrome thinks."

Wen Yu simply shifted to the side, revealing Li Quan'an behind him and exposing him to Sun Aotian's line of sight.

"Tian-Ge, it's him, it's him-the bald, fat guy. Feifei's first time was taken by a man like this, wuu wuu wuu!"

Bai Feifei covered her face and wept in grief. Tears streamed unceasingly through the gaps between her fingers, like gasoline poured onto Sun Aotian's flames of fury.

Sun Aotian's bloodshot eyes fixed on Li Quan'an as he ground out through clenched teeth.

"So it was you who forced Feifei into your bed? You who humiliated Feifei day and night? You who committed every kind of evil in Hualin Town? You're the corrupt official Feifei was talking about?"

As he spoke, Sun Aotian strode toward Li Quan'an.

"I-I-I-I haven't done anything bad…" As the pressure Sun Aotian exuded grew heavier and heavier, Li Quan'an felt so wronged he was about to cry.

Before the Apocalypse, even if he hadn't been a good official, he wasn't exactly a corrupt one either. In Hualin Town he hadn't been guilty of every conceivable crime, much less humiliating Bai Feifei day and night. And forcing Bai Feifei into his bed? Well-at most it had been temptation with benefits!

But with Bai Feifei putting it like that, even Li Quan'an started to feel he deserved to die.

Sun Aotian advanced on Li Quan'an slowly, speaking as he walked. "Actually, none of what I just said is really your fault. Your biggest mistake is that you shouldn't be alive-especially now that Bai Feifei has become my woman.

"My woman must be pure.

"So go die!!"

Seeing Sun Aotian's killing intent growing more and more intense, and faced with the threat of death, Li Quan'an roared, "Brother Wen Yu, save me!!"

"At that point, I'll have repaid the favor. From then on, we're even!"

As Wen Yu's teasing voice sounded, he stepped sideways and directly shielded Li Quan'an behind him.

Sun Aotian didn't care who was in front of him. Aimed straight at Li Quan'an's position, he threw a punch.

In front of Sun Aotian's fist, the air rippled-and a transparent fist imprint about the size of his fist blasted forward.

Shockwave Fist (B-rank, active Skill): A mid-range attack. By throwing a punch, the user sends out a transparent fist imprint. At a distance of 3 meters, it reaches its maximum attack power. Its lethality is twice that of a full-force punch. As the distance increases, the damage decreases. Maximum effective range: 10 meters.

This was a basic Skill granted by Sun Aotian's Hidden Class: Fist Fighter.

Watching the transparent fist imprint slap toward him at extreme speed, Wen Yu punched with all his strength, meeting it head-on.

With a loud boom, the incoming fist imprint instantly dissipated-and Wen Yu was knocked back a single step by the tremendous force.

Wen Yu's Physical Attribute in Combat State offset the amplification from the Shockwave Fist Skill!

Sun Aotian froze in shock, then immediately realized that things had exceeded his expectations.

Wen Yu had taken his Shockwave Fist at maximum power head-on and only retreated one step. That meant this man's Physical Attribute was roughly twice his own.

The protagonist being sick doesn't mean he's brain-dead.

So Sun Aotian quickly retreated, trying to widen the distance between himself and Wen Yu.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Shockwave Fist might have let Sun Aotian's attack power compete with Wen Yu's, but the gap in speed was far too great.

The onlookers only saw Wen Yu's figure flash forward, and then his right hand was already clamped around Sun Aotian's throat, hoisting him high into the air!

Aside from Sun Aotian's violent struggling, the entire place fell silent.

No one had expected that a clash between two Level 2 Class Holders would end in such a one-sided crushing.

"Hm. Should I kill you?"

Wen Yu stared into Sun Aotian's eyes, which were full of hatred, and calmly tossed out the question-without having any intention of hearing an answer.

Since he had made his move, he would naturally eliminate all future trouble.

Then his right hand suddenly exerted force. The tremendous strength was like a guillotine, and it made Sun Aotian clearly smell the scent of death.

Sun Aotian was scared. This man in front of him really wanted to kill him-just because he had thrown a single punch at him!

Seeing the intense hatred in Sun Aotian's eyes gradually fade, replaced by nothing but fear and pleading, Wen Yu let out a cold laugh at him, and the strength in his hand continued to increase.

"Wait-Brother Wen Yu, don't kill him. Spare his life!"

Not far away, when Zang Pengfei saw Wen Yu's killing intent growing stronger and stronger, he immediately understood: Wen Yu wasn't trying to scare Sun Aotian-he truly meant to strike to kill.

Zang Pengfei would have loved nothing more than for that idiot Sun Aotian to die on the spot.

But for the sake of the bigger picture, Sun Aotian, as Chaihe Town's only remaining Level 2 Class Holder, was absolutely one of their own compared with Wen Yu. If he died just like that, who could still keep Wen Yu in check on the surface?

For the balance of power in the Camp, Sun Aotian couldn't die-at the very least, not now!

Wen Yu swept a glance at Zang Pengfei and spoke directly. "Don't you want him dead?"

"Brother Wen Yu, take it easy, take it easy." As he spoke, Zang Pengfei hurried forward and grabbed at Wen Yu's right hand, the one gripping Sun Aotian. Unfortunately, the difference in strength was simply too great; Wen Yu's hand didn't budge in the slightest.

Zang Pengfei grew anxious. "Brother Wen Yu, Tian is still useful. We'll still need Tian to do the heavy lifting against the Zombie. Can you give your Old Brother a little face?"

"Not enough!" Wen Yu said coldly, a baffling sentence.

"What's not enough?"

"Wuwuwuwu." Instead, upon hearing Wen Yu's words, Sun Aotian struggled even more violently. Under the crisis of death, Sun Aotian's brain finally clicked into gear.

"See? Even this Kid understood." Wen Yu slowly loosened the hand clamped around Sun Aotian's throat, and looked seriously at Sun Aotian, who had collapsed limply on the ground, gulping air.

Then he extended his right hand.

Sun Aotian looked at Wen Yu. In his eyes, besides hatred, there was also an intense sense of fear. Yet he couldn't say a word; he simply reached into his pocket, took out a Level 2 Magic Crystal, and placed it into Wen Yu's hand.

Wen Yu shook his head. "Still not enough!"

A flash of anger passed through Sun Aotian's eyes, but with the situation stronger than the man, he shouted, "I still have Point. I can exchange them for two Level 2 Attribute-Less Magic Crystal-but you have to promise not to kill me!"

"Mm. Fine. Today, I'll spare your life."

Rather than taking this guy's life, it was better to squeeze a few Level 2 Magic Crystal out of him. As for Sun Aotian's retaliation afterward, Wen Yu didn't take it to heart at all. Sun Aotian was strong compared to ordinary Class Holders,

but compared to the power Wen Yu possessed, the gap was far too great.

Besides, his promise only lasted until today!