Chapter 644 All Are Good-for-nothing
“Put the gun down now!” The tattooed man grabs the rifle from Li Yong’s hands, intending to take the opportunity to kick him.
When he grabs the rifle, the rifle suddenly spins back and forth in his hands like an electric drill. And the spikes on the barrel directly inflict deep wounds onto his hand.
“Ow...” He bares his teeth and screams in pain, fiercely letting go of the rifle and landing it onto the ground. Two fingers of his are dumb. They directly droop down, indicating that they are broken-off. And crimson blood drips down the fingertips.
Others are unaware of the situation, hurriedly asking, “Boss, what’s going on?”
“How dare you trick me?” The tattooed man has no time to pay attention to his men, staring at Li Yong and roaring with fury in his blood-shot eyes. He wants to swing his fist to hit Li Yong. However, as soon as he clenches his palm, he feels burning pain in it.
Li Yong smiles blandly, saying, “How can you blame me if you fail to catch it yourself? You can’t even grab the gun. How dare you grab it away from me?”
In the end, Li Yong shakes his head and sighs as he despises these fair-skinned men to his bones.
He did nothing but spin the barrel of the gun just now. But he never imagined that he would break the tattooed man’s fingers and that the tattooed man would be bleeding a lot.
Thus, Li Yong concludes that the tattooed man is either defenseless or not good at fighting.
Judging from how he screams after being slightly injured, Li Yong thinks that the reason should be the latter one above.
At once, Li Yong makes light of these people in front of him, saying with a sneer, “If I had not been merciful, I would have disabled your arm. Now you only broke your fingers. Thank me for my great mercy!”
“You dared to break two of my fingers. I’ll break both of your arms.” The tattooed man doesn’t listen to Li Yong’s words at all. Besides, he can understand the simple Huaxia vernacular. However, regarding Li Yong’s lengthy words just now, he only understands some of them.
Enduring the pain, he turns around and kicks at Li Yong, screaming viciously, “Ah...”
Li Yong dodges to the right. The tattooed man’s kicking shatters the target table into pieces. Two rifles on it flew out high, sticking in the grassland where there place targets like a sharp sword.
“Brat, don’t try to run.” The tattooed man doesn’t expect Li Yong to dodge him in success. After he is slightly stunned, he attacks him without stopping and continues to lift his legs to kick him hard, chasing after him.
Under the aim of a dozen pistols, Li Yong keeps himself restrained as he dodges deftly without fighting back.
He is flexible and agile. The tattooed man tries to lunge at him, only to fail every time.
He gradually finds that the tattooed man knows some martial arts. However, he is too weak.
Those men all obey the tattooed man. The way he sees it, they probably are weaker than the tattooed man.
But the dozens of guns in their hands deter Li Yong, making him dare not to be careless.
“Damn it. Don’t stand there in a daze. All pounce on him.” The tattooed man soon finds that he can’t hurt Li Yong. And if he continues to fight like this, not only can’t he defeat Li Yong, but he will be exhausted by him. He has no choice but to ask for help.
Seeing six fair-skinned men put away the guns in their hands and plan to join in the fight, Li Yong immediately seizes an opportunity to fight back. He can’t help but smile slightly, looking eager and expectant.
When the six fair-skinned men follow the tattooed man to launch an attack, Li Yong suddenly has a few more silver needles in his hands. Regardless of the fists and kicks in front of him, he throws them behind these people abruptly, making the remaining few fair-skinned men with guns stand where they are still. Only then does he turn aside and dodge the fists and kicks that almost land on his body within a close distance.
At the same time, with a snap, one of the remaining several fair-skinned men comes to his senses. While Li Yong flings away the silver needles, he shoots directly at Li Yong. Thinking that danger is approaching him, Li Yong feels anxious abruptly.
Fortunately, he dodges the bullet quickly. The bullet brushes by his left shoulder and flies past, hitting a pillar next to him.
The gunshot startles the tattooed man. By the time he recovers from his shock, Li Yong has punched at his face. Screaming, he flies out backward, falling directly onto the grass.
Then, the helpers he brought here are the same as him, falling onto the grass with a bang and passing out from the pain.
Finally, Li Yong lifts the fair-skinned men, whom he made stand where they are with silver needles, and throws them onto the grassland.
Only after placing dozen or so fainted fair-skinned men in one place does Li Yong carelessly take out the silver needles from their bodies. He has specially customized the silver needles, each of which he uses with great ease. And he doesn’t want to leave them behind.
Then, Li Yong gazes at the pistols in their hands and arms.
These pistols are good, some of which are very large and some very small. All of them are uniquely shaped and exquisitely ornamented. Among them, there is a golden pistol that weighs heavily. With a closer look, Li Yong finds that it is made of pure gold.
Li Yong does not know anything about guns. Neither can he tell the value and brand of these guns. But he likes them very much in his heart.
A thought occurs to him. And he urges a ray of spiritual power, which flies out, turns into a faint white light, and wraps around those pistols. Suddenly, these pistols turn into wisps of light, sneaking into the spatial bracelet.
Driven by the spiritual power, sixteen assorted pistols are placed together with silver needles and his cell phone.
Li Yong doesn’t think that he has stolen anything at all.
In his opinion, these guns should be brought over by these people rather than be belongings of Gallant Horse Club. So, he took them by hand. When he returns to Huaxia, he can practice shooting in the back garden of his house.
The next, as some people gaze at him in shock, Li Yong goes up to an intact target table and continues with his shoot training. As he is engaged in shooting, he has long forgotten the men he has knocked out.
The entire Gallant Horse Club is in an uproar.
“What? Did someone beat up members of the Skyhawk Special Combat Team? Who has the guts to do that?”
“He dared to beat up the Skyhawk Special Combat Team here, which shows that he must be a big potato!”
“A man from Huaxia? Holy sh*t. When did people from Huaxia become so bullying?”
“Huaxia man! How dare he beat up Skyhawk Special Combat Team here? Let’s go and finish off him.”
“You who have guts should go.”
“Even the Skyhawk Special Combat Team can’t do anything to him. Do you want to go and get killed?”
In a gazebo, the owner of Gallant Horse Club, Paul Will, hears of the news, saying indifferently, “The Skyhawk Special Combat Team has always been brutal and arrogant. They deserve a lesson. However, why would it be a man from Huaxia?”
Then, he is silent for a while before issuing an order, “Investigate the man from Huaxia and see what his origin is.”
“Yes,” a tall and lean fair-skinned man, answers.
Not long after, the man comes back, reporting, “Boss, the man’s name is Li Yong, a doctor from Huaxia. He arrived at M Country a few days ago without an explicit purpose. He cured the leg injury of Lady. So, she brought him here.”
“Oh, since he is a guest of my precious daughter, let those clowns get the hell away from him.” Paul Will’s tone sounds flat and yet majestic. Then, he asks indifferently, “Where is Maple Leaf Love?”
“She is with Quark.”
“Tell her to come to me if she has time. Her leg injury is healed. But she doesn’t come to see me. I want to know what heals her injury so fast. “ With that, Paul Will turns his wheelchair and slides forward.
In a luxurious lounge of Gallant Horse Club, Maple Leaf Love says to Quark angrily, “You lied to me.”
With a pleasing smile, Quark says, “Honey, I wanted to see you sooner. And I’m so happy to see your leg healing so quickly. Because we can fight side by side again.”
“You lied to me,” Maple Leaf Love says as her fury surges in her mind.
“Honey, we agreed before to relax and unwind after taking revenge for our comrades. Now that Zhu Shilei is arrested alive. And Fan Qiqi is blown up to the bones. Tell me, do you want to go visit City C or City B?”
Maple Leaf Love roars angrily, “But, Quark, why did you lie to me?”
Looking helpless, Quark finally explains, “Honey, it is all the fault of Peter’s bad idea. But, please forgive him. He did it for our good.”
“For our good? A liar is a liar. Don’t make excuses.”
Quark gets upset, saying, “Honey, are you so angry because I called you here? Can’t you stand a moment’s separation from the Huaxia boy? What’s so great about him? Why did you bring him here?”
“Why can’t I bring him here?” In Maple Leaf Love’s mind, Li Yong helped her capture Zhu Shilei and helped her heal her leg injury. Invariably, she trusts Li Yong as if he were one of her own.
Quark feels as if he were out of his mind, advising, “Could it be that you did fall in love with him? You’ve only known him for a few days, okay? Be careful of being cheated by him.”
“Hmph! It’s not him but you who cheated me.” Maple Leaf Love doesn’t budge, going toe-to-toe with Quark.
“Honey, can you calm down? We have been together for so long. In your heart, am I inferior to the Huaxia boy?” Quark feels hurt as he adds, “You have to know that I love you sincerely. Could it be that you love him?”
Maple Leaf Love says indifferently, “I don’t love him. And I don’t love you either. Remember it, never lie to me again with an excuse of an emergency mission.”
“Honey, it is Peter’s fault,” Quark betrays his comrade.
“Don’t put your stupid mistakes on others. Would Peter have dared to do so without your tacit approval?”
“It is indeed Peter’s fault. Damn Peter. I’m going to beat him up. Honey, I’ll have him come over and apologize to you.”
Just then, someone pushes the door open and whispers, “Miss, the boss asked you to come to him for a moment.”
Maple Leaf Love shakes off Quark’s hand and walks away quickly indifferently with her voice coming in from outside, “No need.”
Quark clenches his fists, waves them, and screams angrily, “Damn Huaxia boy. I’m going to make you pay.”
Then he takes out his cell phone and dials the tattooed man’s number, only to fail to reach him three times in a row. Then he calls Peter, asking, “B*stard, where are you?”
“Boss, the Huaxia man is powerful. He knocked down all the members of Skyhawk Special Combat Team. They are still unconscious. I am looking for paramedics to save them.”
“Good-for-nothing. All are good-for-nothing. Prepare my upgraded laser armor right now. I want to duel with the Huaxia kid.” Quark drops his cell phone heavily onto the floor, clenches his fist, and storms out.
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