Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

On the Cat Island, a small figure was hiding in the mud and both his hands were digging the soil in front.

The firm and steady hands were like a steel shovel. Under the control of great strength, the soil layers were dug aside and the short figure proceeded gradually.

“Humph, a bunch of fools.”

This digger was a white-haired and short old man with age spots and creases. He had emerald eyes and large hooked nose that suggested he was a foreigner.

It was hard to determine the age of the old man. The muscles on his body looked as if they were made of metal and he was able to dig soil like cutting b.u.t.ter.

“They obtained strong superpower suddenly and thought they were invincible.”

“They don't know whether it was the previous wars or the current superpower battles, the most important thing is to continue living.”

“Before thinking of winning, first consider how not to lose. Then one will not lose a single battle.”

“This is my age wise winning secret.”

The elder, Olivier, was one of the European soldier who partic.i.p.ated in World War 2 tens of years ago.

At that time, the nineteen year old Olivier was trained for two weeks before he was involved in the most vicious and b.l.o.o.d.y war in history.

On the battlefield, he discovered a thing.

He had a knack for killing people.

He looked forward to new battles every day and he loved to see life slip through his hands.

Whether it was guns, combat cars, grenades, bayonet, long sword, rope, the fact that he could be killed anytime or he could kill anyone let him feel extremely excited.

The happy days were short.

When the end of war was announced, he felt despondent.

On the night of a c.o.c.ktail reception, he killed 28 of his comrades.

The digging elder stopped abruptly and twisted his head to stick his ears firmly to the top ground.

He could hear faintly the rhythmic knocking sounds coming from the top.

“According to my estimate, this should be below the villa.” The emerald eyes of the elder rolled around. “Are they footsteps?”

He turned his body carefully and slowly removed the soil at the top.

The elder was very patient when he ambushed a target, he waited silently under the bed for three days and three nights. He cleared the soil bit by bit as though he was dealing with an art piece.

“Careful… patience… slow and steady…”

“The mysterious person who gave us such superpower must have a secret motive.”

“Zhao Yao, whom we are all attacking against, must possess certain power that he was wary of.”

“Brute force against brute force is the stupidest strategy.”

“Determine the enemy's movement and weakness and attack him so that he will be disadvantaged.”

“Let me use the Chinese strategem to kill this Chinese guy.”

To capture Zhao Yao's parents, Olivier arrived in Jianghai two weeks ago.

Making use of the Double Eleven chance, he arrived at a courier center and found Zhao Xue's package. He attached a GPS device to the package to determine the location of Cat Island and the villa.

With his strong body, he swam to Cat Island and dug a hole to bury himself. He rested while waiting for his order.

Today, a mysterious message emerged in his mind. He followed the direction of the hole and dug towards the Cat Island villa.

Olivier dug for a while and stuck his head up to listen to sounds of footsteps.

“These footsteps… light, full of life, firm and strong… According to intelligence, Zhao Yao had strong const.i.tution and fighting skills. Is the person Zhao Yao?”

Olivier frowned and his mind a.n.a.lyzed if it was a good chance to do a sneak attack on Zhao Yao or to wait for him to leave and kidnap his parents.

After pondering, his eyes glinted with two cold rays. He stopped moving and his breathing became long and slow. He laid limp in the hole like a snake in a winter slumber.

He decided to wait for Zhao Yao to leave.

An hour later, Olivier listened intently. When there were no sounds, he continued digging.

He removed the last tile carefully and climbed up from the hole like a python with no bones.

Two light puffs rang in the air and Olivier was. .h.i.t hard. He vomited fresh blood and fell to the ground.

Zhao Xue walked over from outside the door barefooted. She flung a stone away as she surveyed Olivier. “I felt something moving underground just now. So it was a man digging out? I thought he had tunneling superpower.”

Zhao Xue looked at the motionless Olivier and thought, “The stone that I had thrown had penetrated his stomach and chest. I'll call Bai Quan to clear up.”

She took out her cell phone and made a phone call to Bai Quan.

“n.o.body's picking up the phone.”

As Zhao Xue was looking at her cell phone, the fallen Olivier opened his eyes and twisted his body like a python. Then he activated his explosive strength and appeared before Zhao Xue.

Zhao Xue was shocked. “This guy…”

She crossed her hands to defend against Olivier's attack while she kicked viciously at his stomach.

The elder squirmed into a ball and dodged Zhao Xue's attack. Like a tornado, he executed countless fists and palm attacks that engulfed Zhao Xue.

Zhao Xue blocked a few of the attacks and wanted to back up and recover herself but he was like a python that stuck to her and he attacked like a vicious thunderstorm.

“Chinese people are confused. They like to say do not pursue a desperate foe…”

“And yet they say cut the weeds and dig up the roots.”

“Hehehe, I like the last one. Cut the weeds and dig up the roots but the weeds grow again when the spring wind blows.”

The elder's diction was clear and his authentic Chinese rang the air as the words etched in Zhao Xue's mind.

Zhao Xue was worried. “He's able to breathe normally while attacking me? His strength is superior to mine? I can't let him gain the upper hand. I've to think of a way to retaliate.”

The elder's fist shot out like a long siege bow. Zhao Xue held her breath and wanted to contract her stomach to brace for the attack so that she could have a chance to counterattack.

A puffing sound was heard and his fists penetrated Zhao Xue's stomach.