Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 420: So Fucking Sexy
"Do not go easy on me."
Mu Yuze could see the surprise in He Juan’s face at his request. The man must be commending his guts for making such a fearless demand, but Mu Yuze had already made up his mind. His gaze was ever straight and unrelenting as he looked at He Juan in the eye, wishing that he could convey the sincerity in his heart.
He Juan gave another surprised blink, then he raked his fingers through his long hair as a velvety, deep laughter flowed out of his throat. "Nothing I say will ever change your mind, will it?"
Mu Yuze always felt weak on the knees every time the man showed this kind of slow and mesmerizing smile, but he clenched his fists and forced himself to stay strong. Now was not the time to succumb to the deadly allure this man exuded! He must prove to He Juan how much of a grown-up he had become! "Yes," he was glad that his voice came out much more resolute than his inner heart that was quivering in both nervousness and anticipation. "So, will you do it or not?"
He Juan’s eyes curved in mirth and amusement, "How can I refuse when it’s such a rare occasion for Xiao Ze to make a request of me?" He made his way to Mu Yuze, taking Song Yin’s position in front of the boy. He faced Mu Yuze with a helpless look, "Are you doing this because you’re looking for a proper reason to beat me up? You’re still angry at me, aren’t you?"
Mu Yuze moved into his previous stance and glared at He Juan, especially when he saw that the man was still standing there in a careless posture with one hand inside his pocket. "As I said, do not go easy on me."
"Tsk," He Juan clicked his tongue softly. "You must have said it knowing that Gege can’t bear to hurt you."
’Focus,’ Mu Yuze told himself. He had no idea why He Juan was teasing him here and there instead of getting on to it. Was this a technique of his? To muddle his opponent’s mind in order to make them lower their guard? If that was the case, then Mu Yuze refused to be affected! He strengthened the armor around his heart and stated fiercely, "With each time you are taking it easy, another round will be added to our spar. I don’t mind staying the night here."
Unable to help it, He Juan burst out into a peal of hearty laughter. He laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking. "Oh my God..." he clutched his aching stomach, still in a state of disbelief. "Is that a threat I am hearing, Xiao Ze? Are you threatening me right now?"
"That’s right," Mu Yuze grumbled and tightened his fists. "So you’d better fight well."
Before his words could fully settle in the air, he shot forward like a bolt of lightning. His knee aimed directly at the unsuspecting He Juan, but a split second before his attack could connect, He Juan deftly grabbed hold of his knee, halting the impact. Undeterred, Mu Yuze swiftly rotated his body in midair and delivered a backfist strike. Yet again, He Juan’s other hand intercepted his attack with impeccable timing.
Gasping for breath, Mu Yuze landed on the ground and put some distance between himself and He Juan. T–Too fast! How could He Juan’s reflexes be so fast?! He had held onto a glimmer of hope that he would be able to catch He Juan off guard, but now it seemed like it was a mere wishful thinking of his.
"Wow..." He Juan let out a soft whistle, his silver eyes sharpening with a glint of interest. "Doing a sneak attack, aren’t we, Xiao Ze?"
Mu Yuze let out a cold harrumph, "It is Juan-gege who is not paying attention."
He observed the man in front of him closely, trying to find an opening. But much to his dismay, he found himself unable to read He Juan properly, not with the man’s sloppy stance and casual gait. He wracked his brain and shifted through all the techniques he had learned by heart, but the more he pondered on it, the more he realized they were inadequate to land a hit on He Juan, let alone taking him down.
There was no other option – he had to charge ahead!
Gritting his teeth, Mu Yuze lunged straight toward He Juan again, his fist raised. He knew that He Juan would effortlessly block his attack, but this was not his main goal. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Sure enough, He Juan swiftly maneuvered to deflect the strike. A surge of adrenaline shot up Mu Yuze’s head as he abruptly dropped his body low, using a sweeping motion to knock He Juan off balance.
The world abruptly spun before him, and the next thing he knew, he found himself sprawled on the ground with He Juan towering over him, grinning from ear to ear.
"Wha—" Mu Yuze’s eyes flew wide in shock. He had not even seen He Juan move before he found himself under the man’s mercy. "What kind of technique is that?!"
"That, my dear little bunny, is an unorthodox style," He Juan grabbed his hand and gently lifted him up to his feet, fixing his skewed collar. "It means that there is no proper technique to speak of. Gege learned it through years of street fighting. Remember, if you ever find yourself in a real fight, your opponent will not care about how refined or beautiful your techniques are. I know that you are strong, but you leave too many openings for yourself."
They faced each other again, and then He Juan said, "Watch me."
Still reeling from the shock, Mu Yuze barely had a chance to compose himself when He Juan advanced on him with his fist clenched low.
Mu Yuze’s instinct kicked in, urging him to protect his chest and stomach, and hence he crossed his arms in front of him by reflex. But He Juan did not follow through with the attack. Instead, he raised his leg and kicked the back of Mu Yuze’s knees, knocking him flat to the floor again.
As Mu Yuze stared at the ceiling above him, an involuntary curse slipped off his lips, dazed, "Fuck..."
So fucking sexy.
He Juan burst out laughing when he heard that, "Did you just curse at me, Xiao Ze?"
Mu Yuze had thought that with the rate he was improving, there was a slim chance he would be able to catch He Juan by surprise and bring him down – even if it was just one time. But now, he realized that he was still so, so far from that goal. He could not even hold his ground against He Juan for ten seconds.
How awesome...
This was it... this was his role model; the person he aspired to chase!
This time, Mu Yuze did not grab He Juan’s hand and opted to jump up to his feet by himself instead. He fixed He Juan with an intense stare, every cell and fiber in his blood boiling in thrill and excitement, "Again!"
He Juan regarded him for one timeless moment before a wicked grin graced the corner of his lips. The burning spirit in the boy’s eyes had managed to kindle a flame within him, and he found himself getting swayed in the rhythm as well.
"Mr. Song has done an excellent job in teaching you the basics," he said as he undid the top two buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves to reveal a pair of beautifully toned forearms. Mu Yuze was a little distracted upon seeing the thick greenish veins that ran along his skin, as well as the numerous scars that looked both old and new, crisscrossing with each other. But then, He Juan’s next words succeeded in pulling his attention back,
"Now, it’s time to teach you how to fight for real."
