Chapter 900: Chapter 889 Conspiracy

With one punch, Song Yun instantly elevated his momentum to the peak. This punch, the moment it was thrown, created a sonic boom,

Bam!

The Qi Force around Tangwei’s fist spread out like waves. Before the punch even reached Coyote, the gust from the fist had already torn a hole in the back of Coyote’s clothes!

Having roamed the Martial World for so many years, Coyote had seen many master fighters, but he had never seen anyone who could tear his clothes just with the wind from a punch. If this punch landed on the body, it would hurt so much, wouldn’t it?

Coyote burst out with a speed he had never achieved in his life, trying to dodge Song Yun’s punch.

But, too slow!

Song Yun’s full-strength punch was astonishingly powerful. Even today, when dealing with that so-called Mr. Ma, Song Yun hadn’t used his full strength. Why? He had to keep some cards up his sleeve! But now it was different. The people present were all small fry. Even if they saw him in full force, they wouldn’t understand. But Mr. Ma was different. If you went all out, he could easily gauge your level!

This was why Song Yun was so easily manipulated by Mr. Ma today. Of course, Mr. Ma being formidable was also a factor.

Song Yun’s full-strength punch, when it touched Coyote’s body, made Coyote feel as if his back had been sawed by a chainsaw, and the skin and flesh at the back ripped apart the moment it came into contact with Song Yun’s fist. Then, the wind from the punch shattered the tendons and blood vessels inside, and the force began to penetrate Coyote’s spine!

Coyote clearly felt his spine being struck by this massive force. And the strike wasn’t a one-time deal; an unceasing force poured into his spine.

Then, a crack sound.

Coyote understood that his spine finally broke under this immense power.

And the only result of a broken spine was paralysis of the lower body.

To outsiders, it appeared as though Coyote’s body arched forward into a bow shape, then he flew out completely.

After flying for about ten meters, Coyote crashed into the door ahead with a thud, then collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that his punch had rendered Coyote incapable of fighting, Song Yun clapped his hands, turned around, looked at Tang Hunshi, and said, “Just now, you’ve cursed me five times in total. Now it’s my turn to exact payment from you!”

Standing next to Tang Hunshi, a group of skilled fighters reached into their pockets, and the sound of metal clinking ensued. Around five or six silenced guns appeared in front of Song Yun, all pointed at him.

Song Yun was just about to swaggeringly say something like “Guns don’t work on me,” but Tang Hunshi suddenly said, “Everyone, put those things down.”

The side lackeys heard Tang Hunshi’s words, and although confused, they put the items down.

Tang Hunshi looked at Song Yun, his expression fluctuating.

“What? You think that by putting down that stuff, I won’t hit you?” Song Yun sneered at Tang Hunshi.

“Do as you please!” Tang Hunshi sat in his seat, looking at Song Yun, and said, “Earlier, you saved my life. I am the sort of person who clearly distinguishes favors and grievances. Since you saved my life, I owe you one. If you want to hit me, then hit me. If I make a sound, I won’t be a man.”

“Oh?” Song Yun looked at Tang Hunshi in surprise. Did the near-death experience just make him turn over a new leaf?

“Go ahead, five hits.” Tang Hunshi sat on the chair, staring directly at Song Yun.

Song Yun found it awkward hearing this. Imagine, a big man saying “Go ahead”—it’s like you’re about to forcefully take him, and he’s unable to resist, so he compromises.

“Forget it.” Song Yun suddenly felt uninterested. Whether Tang Hunshi had an epiphany or had some conspiracy, or if all this was just an act, it had nothing to do with him. After all, he nearly fell into Coyote’s trap earlier. Song Yun felt the need to find out who was behind Coyote, and if he could trace back to the mastermind.

Ignoring Tang Hunshi, Song Yun walked directly to Coyote, who had been turned into a cripple by his punch, and said, “Tell me, why did you throw the dagger towards Tang Hunshi just now?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Coyote, maintaining professional composure, wore a resentful expression mixed with a bit of incomprehension, “You hit my hand, and I accidentally let go. That’s all. It’s normal.”

Song Yun snorted coldly, glanced at Tang Hunshi, and asked, “This guy, he’s not one of yours, right?”

“No!” Tang Hunshi replied.

“No wonder. So who sent him to mess with me?” Song Yun asked.

Tang Hunshi hesitated for a moment and said, “I can’t betray my brother.”

“Idiot, you’ve been sold and you’re still helping count the money.” Song Yun disdainfully snorted, then turned around and said, “That dagger just now, it wasn’t because I hit his hand and he accidentally let go, that’s why it flew towards you!”

“What?” Tang Hunshi frowned. He’s not familiar with such nuances. He had just seen Song Yun hit Coyote’s hand, then the dagger flew out, coincidentally flying towards him. Could there be more to it?

“What a fool.” Song Yun said helplessly, “That move just now, Coyote intentionally threw the dagger at you. Otherwise, do you think it would have been so fast, with such force, and so accurately?”

“This…” Tang Hunshi wasn’t stupid. Quickly recalling the scene just now, it seemed the direction the dagger flew when Song Yun hit Coyote’s hand was indeed a bit odd!

“Someone used you as a pawn and you can’t even tell? And you talk about brotherhood? You’d get sold and still help count the money!” Song Yun said.

“You mean, he intended to kill me and frame you?” Tang Hunshi asked in a deep voice.

“What else could it be?” Song Yun replied, “You dead, how would that benefit me? Besides, didn’t you see I saved you just now?”

Tang Hunshi was silent.

“Speak, who sent this guy to you?” Song Yun asked after waiting for a while.

“It was Song Kunhu!” Tang Hunshi hesitated for a moment, then mentioned, “But Kun Hu wouldn’t betray me!”

“Ha, who do you think you are? The protagonist? Do you really think no one would betray you?” Song Yun scoffed even more at Tang Hunshi’s apparent lack of brains. “From the start, I thought something was off. Song Kunhu, the son of Song Kunlun, isn’t inferior to you. Why is he acting as your underling so willingly? Unless… there’s some emotional entanglement?”