"Damn it, brothers, kill him!"
A white man imdiately shouted out, seemingly the leader among the five.
Everyone swiftly drew their daggers, and the other three, without hesitation, lunged at Zhong Ming.
In the city of Aguas, the cri rate is incredibly high, and underground forces are rampant. The thugs here are ruthless and fearless of causing harm.
Especially with foreigners like them, even if they die here, no one would be able to trace it.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Zhong Ming couldn’t be bothered with words, and simply unleashed three kicks in succession, sending all three of them flying.
They were just ordinary people, not a match for Zhong Ming. Their bodies slamd into the wall, and even a thinner white man among them spit out a mouthful of blood.
Zhong Ming had used just a fraction of his strength; otherwise, under such a kick, these people might have died on the spot.
The Huaxian girl was stunned with fright. She never expected this man to be so powerful, defeating four knife-wielding thugs in an instant.
Now that Zhong Ming had advanced to the War King Realm, his muscles were increasingly dense, and he looked slimr. Standing in front of these tall and burly foreigners, he didn’t seem out of place.
A glimr of hope flashed in the girl’s eyes. With this man around, she could be saved.
"You’re fucking looking for death!"
At this mont, the remaining white man’s expression changed; he pulled out a handgun from his waist and aid it at Zhong Ming.
"Ah! He has a gun, be careful!" The girl was imdiately frightened and scread out.
Her heart sank. She did not expect these thugs to have guns. Aguas was indeed too chaotic. The hope she had just kindled was instantly extinguished.
"Shut up!" The white man with the gun cursed viciously, then coldly looked at Zhong Ming, slowly approaching.
"Weren’t you just very arrogant? Daring to touch my brothers, now, I’m sending you to hell."
"Bang!"
The white man fired the gun, but he missed Zhong Ming, the bullet shooting into the air instead.
Zhong Ming had already grabbed his wrist with one hand, instantly throwing a punch. Zhong Ming used a basic military combat technique on the white man’s arm.
With a "crack" sound, the white man’s arm was broken.
"Thud!"
Another kick landed on his chest, sending the white man crashing into the wall and knocking him unconscious.
"Thank you, thank you all."
The girl was stunned, never expecting that even after the white man pulled out a gun, he was still no match for this man.
She approached, expressing her gratitude continuously.
"Hello, I am Yu Xiaoxiao, here for tourism. Originally, I was with my friends and a guide, but I didn’t want to follow the group, so I went out on my own, and I didn’t expect to encounter sothing like this."
The girl quickly explained.
"Instructor?" Zhong Ming looked at Ye Qingfeng.
Instructor?
The girl imdiately noticed Ye Qingfeng. That this formidable man called the youthful-looking young man "instructor" ant he must be even more formidable.
How is that possible?
"Let’s go."
Ye Qingfeng, hands in pockets, couldn’t be bothered to stay, and directly headed forward.
Had Zhong Ming not been present, or if these foreigners hadn’t foolishly provoked Ye Qingfeng, he wouldn’t have intervened.
To be strict, the girl was quite pretty, delicate in appearance, but Ye Qingfeng had encountered far too many beauties. Any one of them was more beautiful than this girl.
Zhong Ming nodded towards the girl and hurriedly followed Ye Qingfeng without further hesitation.
"Hey, could I know your nas? I’d like to express my gratitude to you."
Yu Xiaoxiao quickly ran up and blocked Ye Qingfeng, speaking up.
She had already noticed that Ye Qingfeng was the leader, so stopping him was enough.
"No need, I didn’t intend to save you; they were just asking for it themselves."
Ye Qingfeng said coldly.
He wasn’t in the mood to waste ti with the girl, lightly sidestepping her, and proceeded to leave directly.
Luo Jiuya and Zhong Ming followed silently behind Ye Qingfeng.
Yu Xiaoxiao watched their backs, feeling dazed. This youthful-looking young man’s actions and words were indeed too odd; she had never encountered soone so indifferent.
She thought she was at least a beauty, yet he was completely disinterested, not even willing to say an extra word. Was she really that unattractive?
But the place was indeed too dangerous, and Yu Xiaoxiao didn’t dare to linger any longer, quickly heading back to the hotel.
...
At this mont, the villa estate of the Hong Clan’s local branch.
Zuo Li’s face was sullen, coldly staring outside from the second floor of the villa.
"Tatatata!"
The sound of intense gunfire erupted as both sides unleashed heavy machine guns in a mad rush of bullets.
Zuo Li never expected Sco’s Snakehead Gang to join forces with the Red Thorns Gang, especially right after he had just negotiated with Sco.
The Red Thorns Gang had already ambushed several of their defensive outposts, and after Sco withdrew, they launched a full-scale attack.
"That old fox, his acting skills would be wasted if he didn’t go to Hollywood!"
Zuo Li cursed angrily.
Sco’s earlier unease and fear had even convinced him; he thought the guy was really afraid, but never expected him to have another trick up his sleeve.
Zuo Li’s expression instantly darkened. The Hong Clan was a dominant force in Aguas, but both the Snakehead Gang and the Red Thorns Gang were also top-tier organizations.
With the two joining forces, they weren’t much weaker than the local Hong Clan branch. Coupled with their surprise attack strategy, the outco of this battle was truly uncertain.
"Brother Li, should we notify headquarters?" A burly man covered in tattoos approached Zuo Li from behind, dressed in a simple black tank top, showcasing his muscular fra.
"Hold on for now."
Zuo Li raised his hand, his eyes steely, suggesting caution.
Recently, the Hong Clan had been withdrawing from Huaxia due to issues, and Mr. Lang was particularly on edge. If things got back to him, Zuo Li feared he would face scrutiny.
"Co on, let’s head down. I want to see what gives Sco and the Red Thorns Gang the guts to challenge the Hong Clan!"
Zuo Li’s face was grim as he turned to go downstairs.
The tattooed man closely followed behind Zuo Li.
"Stop!"
Zuo Li, holding a loudspeaker brought by a subordinate, shouted at the gangs engaged in heavy crossfire.
As expected, the Hong Clan’s side imdiately ceased fire without hesitation, and the other side, after a few more shots, also paused.
"Sco, Alice, co out, let’s talk face-to-face!" Zuo Li’s voice echoed loudly through the loudspeaker.
With that, he took a few steps forward, leaving the cover of the building.
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