Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 39: Perceiving Inner Anatomy, Instant Knockout

Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Perceiving Inner Anatomy, Instant Knockout

Upon hearing the words.

Wang Ye opened his eyes, finding countless tiny blood vessels suddenly appearing around his pupils without knowing when.

He drained the white liquor from his glass in one gulp, then placed the glass on the table,

trying to suppress the impulse in his heart with the spicy taste.

"No, I still can’t hold it back... I’ll deal with it later."

Although there is a high chance that Wang Liquan will call 110 to report to the police later.

But it’s too late already,

in the time it takes for the police to arrive, he’s very likely to be silenced by those three murderers in an instant.

To prevent such a disaster from happening to his relatives.

Wang Ye plans to hide in the dark later, and act if necessary depending on the situation.

Just need to ensure that Wang Liquan holds on until the police arrive.

After a lengthy contemplation,

Wang Ye took a pair of brand-new plastic gloves from the cutlery bag.

He put one on his left hand, carrying the other one with him.

Wearing gloves effectively insulates his fingerprints from staying on objects. To prevent his distinctive fingerprints and skin tissue with personal DNA information from being left on objects when throwing "hidden weapons" in unexpected situations, he must prepare two or more pairs of gloves.

Otherwise, with the current high-tech investigative methods at the police station, it won’t take two days before he’s invited to have tea at the station.

Though he won’t end up in prison,

troubles are inevitable.

After putting on the gloves, Wang Ye didn’t make any hasty moves but instead sat at his spot, starting to feast on the remaining dishes of Australian lobster, king crab, sea cucumbers, abalone, etc., on the table.

It was already nearing the end of the banquet.

Many of the guests had left one after another, leaving only about twenty people in the private room.

Yet, more than half of the dishes on the table remained. Watching was painful for Wang Ye, so he seized the moment to eat as much as possible before leaving the banquet, filling his stomach while reducing waste.

At this moment, his mother patted him on the shoulder and asked:

"Xiao Ye, do you want your dad to drive you back later?"

"No need, I’ll walk back myself later." Wang Ye pondered for a moment, then added, "By the way, tomorrow’s marathon starts quite early, around seven or eight o’clock. I might book a hotel a bit closer to the venue tonight, and I’ll call you over then."

Marathons usually start around seven o’clock.

And the registration and processes take a long time because there are many participants.

So most people will set an alarm two hours early, such as getting up at five to get ready to go out.

Wang Ye himself doesn’t mind much; his sleep time has already shortened to about five hours. As long as he doesn’t sleep too late, he usually gets enough rest.

But both his parents are in their fifties and sixties, and at such an age, their physical fitness has started to decline. Getting up at five will definitely affect their energy levels, impacting their state during the event. Therefore, booking a hotel near the venue is the best choice.

Most professional athletes do so as well.

They can sleep an extra half-hour and avoid rushing during the registration stage.

"Okay, we’ll follow your plan. We don’t understand these things," his mother nodded and then stood up to leave.

At this moment.

Wang Liquan, resting in the corner, seemed somewhat uneasy, with fine beads of sweat continuously emerging on his forehead.

He kept flipping through his phone, swiping the screen, seemingly searching for something using the browser.

Wang Ye didn’t need to look to guess. It was likely mostly questions like [What does human blood smell like], [Should I call the police if I encounter a suspected murderer], [Can a 33-inch suitcase fit a person] and the like.

After a long mental struggle.

Wang Liquan suddenly stood up and told his fiancée beside him, "I’m going to the restroom."

Then he briskly walked out of the private room and headed toward a backstage passage opposite the restroom.

Judging from his manner, he wasn’t going to the restroom but rather to a secluded place to call the police.

However, at that moment, the three people who had long been planning in the deep corridor also started to move.

They narrowed their cold eyes, closely following Wang Liquan, seemingly ready to eliminate him at any moment.

Wang Ye could sense through hearing and smell that small knives, telescopic batons, and other weapons were hidden up their sleeves. Though small in size, these weapons were extremely lethal, capable of easily rendering someone unconscious, in shock, or even dead with one unnoticed strike.

Wang Ye didn’t hesitate, grabbed a handful of clean chopsticks, and placed them in his pocket.

He used the Rapid Step Skill, his body suddenly transforming into a shadowy blur, covering a distance of twenty meters in less than two seconds, arriving at a surveillance blind spot in the corridor. With a few disposable chopsticks in his fingers, he flicked his arm four to five times, and in an instant, the chopsticks in his hand turned into shadows, striking the surveillance cameras beside the corridor ceiling.

Crack!!!

The broken chopsticks fell to the ground.

Most of the surveillance equipment in the corridor had been completely smashed by him, with the connected electrical wire bases continuously sparking electrifying sparks.

After seeing the monitors were all broken, Wang Ye walked up front to pick up the broken chopsticks.

"Without surveillance, it’s much easier. As long as I don’t leave any traces, it shouldn’t be traced back to me."

Wang Ye turned his head to look at the trio of murderers.

By intentionally adjusting the distance, Wang Ye maintained around a twenty-meter gap between himself and the trio.

At this distance, it’s difficult for the other party to detect they’re being followed, yet Wang Ye could easily use the technique of throwing "hidden weapons" to take down the enemy.

Wang Liquan, holding his phone tightly, looked nervous as he quickly walked into a deserted staircase passage, completely unaware of someone trailing him.

Meanwhile, the trio, with confident smirks, followed him into the staircase passage.

Wang Ye stayed at the rear, using Rapid Step to minimize his footsteps.

Following the group into a dimly lit passage.

"The posterior neck nerves are connected to the brain’s hypothalamus and medulla oblongata, just a single strike can render someone unconscious," Wang Ye’s dark eyes locked fiercely onto the back of one of the murderers’ neck.

With his top-tier Five Senses analytical ability, his sight seemed to penetrate through the clothing’s skin, straight to that person’s insides, seeing the seemingly dazzling blood vessels, nerves, and musculoskeletal system.

To Wang Ye now, a complex human body is like a heavy dictionary, from which he can freely browse all elements, each abundantly clear and direct to him.

Combined with his proficient throwing technique, he confidently believed he could hit the man’s carotid sinus with the first throw, causing him to fall unconscious immediately.

While walking, Wang Ye gripped the chopsticks in his hand tightly, his exposed forearm showing terrifying veins and muscle fibers twined as if they were steel wires, indicating his formidable hand strength.

He raised his arm above his head, swinging it fiercely forward.

In an instant, the chopsticks in his hand launched sharply.

In a flash, the man targeted by Wang Ye was hit in the carotid nerve, his brain experiencing severe trauma, and immediately collapsed to the ground with a thud.