Justin said Angelo doesn’t like to bring a lot of bodyguards when he’s playing football. He prefers to play pure football and would rather play pickup gas with strangers than gradually form his own team and enjoy the feeling of control in front of his subordinates.
So, Angelo goes out with a large group of guards, but it’s perfectly normal for most of them to be stationed at the two entrances of the football field rather than by his side.
Li Jinfang whispered, "Stop talking, they are going to sit here too."
Among the group of more than twenty people, two stayed at the north gate of the field, and the rest all headed towards the café.
These people looked different from regular tourists; their eyes were too alert, too sharp. The group, while dressed quite ordinarily, scanned all the guests around the tables outside the café one by one, and the guests who were previously chatting imdiately fell silent.
Several eyes kept sizing up Gao Yang and Li Jinfang. Their Asian faces were sowhat conspicuous, and if Angelo’s guards hadn’t gathered and co over, it wouldn’t be a problem. But when so many ca over and scrutinized them, it made them stand out.
Gao Yang clenched his right hand into a fist, rubbed it under his nose, and said in Chinese, "Do you eat ice cream? It’s a bit hot, I’m going to get an ice cream."
Li Jinfang put his hands on his waist, stretched, and said, "Sure, buy two."
Gao Yang deliberately concealed his hands because he had calluses on the web of his thumb and fingertip from excessive shooting practice, and if seen, would imdiately reveal his identity.
Li Jinfang was similar, but in sumr with thin clothes, he couldn’t find a reasonable position to hide his hands, like putting them in pockets. So he put his hands on his waist and naturally spread his legs and placed his hands on his thighs, slightly covering them with his slightly oversized T-shirt.
The Southeast Asian person’s features were obvious—dark-skinned, short, slim. However, the faces of these twelve Southeast Asian people looked fierce. The leader had tattoos all over his neck, wore a sleeveless T-shirt, with colorful tattoos on his arms, and casually signaled everyone to sit before pulling out a chair himself, still scrutinizing Li Jinfang.
Four people at one round table, Angelo’s n gradually sat down, ordering either ice cream or coffee, or perhaps cake, but most kept their focus on the field entrance.
Gao Yang returned with two cones, and as he walked back his phone rang. He hurriedly said, "Catch it quickly, I’m answering a call, it’s definitely my wife."
Li Jinfang reached out to catch the two cones, while Gao Yang quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket and, after glancing at it, shouted in Chinese, "Hello, honey, I’m here at St. Peter’s Square with Xiao Wang, not too far. Have you finished shopping?"
Phoenix whispered, "I can’t understand. I saw Angelo, the description matches, and he went into the field with four people. Rafael is on the sa field."
Gao Yang loudly said, "Alright, alright, you keep shopping, I’ll sit here with Xiao Wang a while, call you soon."
Phoenix whispered, "I saw Tyrannosaurus and Bat near the south entrance. I’ll notify them but can’t see Vasily. Over."
Gao Yang laughed, "Ok, let’s call later, bye."
After hanging up, Gao Yang waved his phone and smiled at Li Jinfang, "They’re almost done shopping. Honestly, not checking out the Vatican, going to buy bags instead. Won are like that. Once we’re finished eating, let’s go pick them up."
Li Jinfang handed Gao Yang an ice cream, smiling, "Finally heading back. Here you go."
Gao Yang took the ice cream with his right hand and a napkin with his left, which was a bit odd for two grown n to be eating ice cream. But he had no better way to hide his hands, so he decided to leave once his ice cream was done.
Sitting together with Angelo’s guards was unexpected, but as long as they didn’t tip off their true nature, it should be fine.
All around were Angelo’s guards, yet Gao Yang and Li Jinfang maintained their composure, eating ice cream with casual conversation and laughter.
Once they were almost done with their ice creams, Gao Yang noticed Eileen and Lucica appearing from the other side, coming over at possibly Phoenix’s guidance.
Gao Yang quickly finished his cone, stood up, wiped his right hand’s dripping cream with a napkin, and said to Li Jinfang, "Let’s go, walking slowly there should be fine."
At this mont, soone behind Gao Yang suddenly said, "Sawadee ka."
Gao Yang turned around with a baffled expression to look at a Southeast Asian standing up, puzzled, and said, "Are you speaking to ?"
Hands joined in greeting, a thirty-sothing, dark-skinned Southeast Asian man nodded smilingly, and in broken Chinese, said, "Yes, hello, are you Huaxia people?"
Gao Yang knew that "Sawadee Krap" is a Thai greeting to express friendliness, but at this mont he had to play dumb, so he imdiately laughed in a tone of eting an old friend in a foreign land, "Yeah, you are?"
The man who looked Thai walked up to Gao Yang, extended his right hand, and smiled, "I’m a Thai Chinese, hearing you guys talk feels so close, hello."
The Thai man extended his right hand for a handshake, and Gao Yang knew sothing was wrong.
The Thai man definitely didn’t feel anything close because the man with tattooed arms and neck sat boldly in a chair, his eyes unblinkingly fixed on Gao Yang and Li Jinfang, and that Thai man probably wasn’t Chinese since he didn’t look like it at all.
Gao Yang didn’t know if he had exposed a flaw, but sotis, even a slight flaw could be noticed by so people who have an extrely keen sense of danger and a cautious approach to verifying, and once they feel sothing amiss, they must imdiately test it.
Once in a handshake, it would be over, seeing or feeling the calluses on his hands would reveal his years of handling guns, but Gao Yang still extended his right hand for a handshake with the Thai man, only at the sa ti, his right leg kicked out faster.
Gao Yang’s Groin Kick was always successful, but the mont he moved his leg, the Thai man, who was reaching out for a handshake, suddenly flew up, kneeing towards his abdon, retracting his right hand, and while leaping, smashed his elbow towards Gao Yang’s head.
Gao Yang’s leg was well-trained, but he could no longer hit his opponent’s crotch, yet he didn’t retract his leg, instead kicked with full force towards the opponent, and at the mont of contact, he bent his body rapidly, trying to dodge a potentially fatal knee blow, and his left hand instinctively swung with full speed towards his head, hoping to block the elbow strike aid at his head.
Knee strikes and elbow strikes are the most common moves in Muay Thai, extrely powerful, but with a short attack range, and the Thai man launched a flying attack to increase power and reach, but after leaping, he couldn’t control his body. Such flying attacks are often seen in performances but rarely in actual combat, so the Thai man must be either extrely confident or following a do-or-die approach.
Gao Yang’s reaction saved his life, he kicked the opponent’s left hip, causing the opponent to lose balance in the air, and his bent body dodged the knee strike, but his head still took a heavy hit.
His left hand managed to block his head in ti, but it couldn’t effectively fend off the opponent’s elbow strike.
Gao Yang imdiately felt dizzy, it seed like the bones in his left hand were shattered, the pain was unbearable, but luckily his palm cushioned his head, otherwise, it would have at least left him unconscious if not fractured his skull.
Gao Yang couldn’t make any move, he instinctively retreated quickly, hitting the table with his hip, toppling the coffee table, while his opponent didn’t move forward for a close strike after landing, but kicked towards Gao Yang’s neck like his feet were on springs with a snapping sound.
With a bang, just as the Thai man’s leg kicked up, his nose was heavily struck by a coffee cup, and imdiately, an arm appeared beside Gao Yang’s neck, blocking the lethal kick for him.
The Thai man withdrew his leg, quickly stepped back in small steps, then wiped his nose with his hand, shook his head, and concentrated on staring at Li Jinfang.
The white and black people stood up, drawing their guns, while the tattooed man pointed at Li Jinfang with a loud voice in English, "Don’t shoot, capture them!"
Li Jinfang threw the dizzy Gao Yang, who couldn’t stand, onto the ground, opened his arms, and quickly scanned left and right.
The Thai man, whose nose was hit by a coffee cup, hadn’t moved, a Southeast Asian sitting next to the tattooed man shouted loudly, and lunged towards Li Jinfang with a swift movent.
Fast!
Still Muay Thai, the moves simple but truly fierce and sharp, that slim but muscular, exceptionally fierce-looking person rushed to Li Jinfang, making a Muay Thai starting stance while his right leg swiftly kicked over.
Li Jinfang looked extrely serious, with a deanor like encountering a strong enemy, his left hand reaching down to cut the opponent’s right leg kicking over, while his right leg also kicked out like lightning.
But Li Jinfang’s opponent’s leg was already kicking out; yet, it strangely changed direction in the air, turning to kick his temple.
Li Jinfang’s left hand had no ti to act, but his right hand swiftly blocked, and at this mont, his opponent’s supporting left foot left the ground.
Midair triple kick!
In a sequence of rapid movents beyond eyesight reaction, Li Jinfang’s opponent utilized moves only possible by a master in real combat.
Every kick was extrely sharp, seemingly impossible to be a feint, yet each could change direction and retract force in ti, feints beca lethal moves, and seemingly full-force lethal moves could retract and alter.
Li Jinfang t his match.
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