347: Chapter 0347: Wrathful Vajra 347: Chapter 0347: Wrathful Vajra Vajra, a man like a god.
He was born weighing fifteen jins, shattering Huaxia’s record for newborn baby weight.
His appetite was terrifying; as a child, he grew up lying on cows, drinking their milk.
When he was in junior high school, his family could no longer afford to keep him, so they sent him to the Zheng Family to work as a sailor.
He ate a lot, but he also worked a lot.
Father Zheng liked him very much and always kept him by his side.
He even hired an expert to teach him martial arts, eventually turning him into a qualified glutton-cum-bodyguard.
He is now two ters tall, resembling the Wrathful Vajra of the Buddhist Sect.
The corridors and hallways seed too low for him, as he only needed to straighten up to hit his head on them.
While all his brothers had gone off to fight, he stayed outside to avoid bumping his head on the door, indulging in roast chicken.
As soon as Young Master Zheng made a promise, he imdiately exclaid excitedly, “Master, a hundred roast chickens, you can’t go back on your word!”
He held up two fingers, looking so sturdy it seed all his intelligence had been digested away.
Young Master Zheng frowned and corrected by bending one of his fingers, “It’s one hundred, not two!”
“It’s one hundred!”
Vajra held up his two fingers again, causing Young Master Zheng to yell in frustration, “Are you freaking stupid?”
Vajra chuckled, stuffed the remaining half of the roast chicken into his mouth in one bite, and laughed heartily with his mouth full of oil, staring at Zhang Xuan’er and the old man.
Zhang Xuan’er felt disgusted and asked the old man with a frown, “Uncle He, can we handle this guy?”
“Let’s try!”
The old man saw Vajra’s extraordinary ability and imdiately threw two punches using the Gong-style Subduing Tiger Fist, a classic move from the South-style Hong Fist.
Having reached the Sect Master Realm with full mastery of Inner Strength, his hands emitted a force that coalesced between them.
When he struck out, it created a whooshing wind, as ferocious as a tiger’s roar.
Vajra neither dodged nor flinched, letting the punches land on his body.
His belly was like a quagmire; as the Inner Strength burst forth, it made his stomach tremble, but had no effect.
Vajra’s eyes widened, and he suddenly erupted with a roar, “Get lost!”
The roar was like thunderbolt, buzzing in Zhang Xuan’er’s ears.
The force violently recoiled against the old man’s hands, throwing him against the wall with a thud.
The cent wall even cracked from the impact.
Blood trickled from the old man’s mouth, never having seen such a formidable physique.
Vajra loosened his neck, chuckling, “Not bad, not bad, old arms, old legs, still able to hurt like that, let’s play so more!”
He stomped on the ground and lunged forward, aiming a kick at the old man.
The old man’s eyes widened, his feet stamped the ground, and he swiftly retreated.
Vajra’s foot stomped onto the floor, and the marble shattered with a loud bang, leaving a footprint behind.
Young Master Zheng rubbed his hands with concern, thinking that this fellow’s body seed even harder than before.
The bodyguard his father had spent so much money to cultivate truly wasn’t a waste.
Zhang Xuan’er was sweating profusely; she had lost her composure as a goddess, her hands nervously twisting together.
All the while, Vajra chased the old man and swung his fists incessantly, like a tank plowing through the battlefield.
The old man ducked and dodged repeatedly, relying on light-footedness and the White Crane Fist to fight back, constantly striking Vajra’s vulnerable areas with crane claw grips.
But this guy seed to have no weak spots.
Even the throat area was protected by a layer of thick flesh, and when the old man exerted force on it, the recoil instantly snapped his wrist bones in two.
Vajra roared in anger, “Get lost!”
It seed like that was the only impressive line he knew.
All his strength gathered in his right fist, and he punched towards the old man’s ribs.
With a loud bang, the old man flew a dozen ters down the corridor and crashed to the ground, his ribs caving inward.
If it weren’t for the inner strength protecting his body, his internal organs would probably have been shattered by now.
He spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood, lying on the ground without getting up again.
Zheng Bin laughed heartily in excitent, “Vajra, you really do have it in you.
Brother will buy you so roast chicken later.”
Excited, he even changed his address, no longer daring to take advantage of Vajra.
Vajra grinned, the chicken still in his mouth not yet swallowed, and continued chewing and swallowing.
Zheng Bin looked at Zhang Xuan’er with a gleeful rubbing of his hands, “Beautiful lady, that’s all your bodyguard amounts to?
Last night at the auction house, you dared to lay a hand on .
Now I’ll let you taste what it’s like when the overlord forcefully takes his bow!”
He reached out to grab Zhang Xuan’er’s chest, and she scread in terror, hurrying towards Long Fei’s door to escape.
This was her first ti in Huaxia, and she didn’t expect to take a fall in such a small place.
She shouted coldly at Zheng Bin, “Don’t ss around, the power of the Zhang Family is not sothing your Zheng Family can provoke!”
Zheng Bin laughed contemptuously, “Miss Zhang, this is Qingdong City, not your Xianggang.
Even if the Zhang Family has power, it can’t extend its reach here!”
He had soone block Zhang Xuan’er from behind.
Today, Eldest Young Master Zheng was going to have so fun in the corridor, hosting a fellowship eting between mainlanders and Xianggang compatriots.
Zhang Xuan’er had never been so embarrassed as she was today.
She pounded on the door, yelling loudly for help, “Is there anyone there?
Help!”
The door opened, and Long Fei and An Xiaoke ca out.
If they didn’t co out, Zheng Bin would still look for them.
Better to sell a favor now, and help Zhang Xuan’er out.
Upon seeing him, Zhang Xuan’er didn’t say a word, hiding behind him and crying out in a delicate voice, “Call the police quickly, they’re bad people.
Help block them, I’ll pay you whatever it takes.”
Long Fei frowned intensely, thinking to himself that the lines of these rich young ladies were all the sa.
They never strayed from talking about money as if nothing could ever be resolved without it.
Zheng Bin exploded with rage at the sight of him, cursing at him and An Xiaoke, “Motherfucker, it was so hard to find you!
Today is really a lucky day given by the heavens, allowing to avenge two big grudges at once!”
The skinny guy behind him cried out excitedly, “See, Bin, I told you they were here!”
Zhang Xuan’er glanced at Long Fei, then at Zheng Bin, and was surprised to find that they knew each other!
Long Fei turned his head and whispered in her ear, “Give the ginseng, and I’ll drive these flies away for you.”
He wouldn’t do anything that didn’t benefit him.
Especially at such a critical mont, he certainly had to bargain hard.
“In your dreams!”
Zhang Xuan’er frowned, not expecting him to have such a big appetite.
She had spent two billion to acquire that ginseng, it wasn’t sothing to just give away.
Long Fei shrugged his shoulders, folded his arms, and smiled faintly at Zheng Bin, “Young Master Zheng, a feud should be settled, not a knot.
Let my girlfriend and go today, and I’ll hand over this international supermodel to you.”
“You bastard!”
Zhang Xuan’er stomped her foot in anger.
She thought Long Fei seed like a good person when she observed his face yesterday.
She had no idea he was this sort of person.
An Xiaoke was sowhat surprised, but rembering what Long Fei had just said about taking advantage being a traditional virtue in Huaxia, she let it go.
This guy seed straightforward on the outside, but he certainly wasn’t foolish at heart.
She had been deceived by his appearance.
Zheng Bin hesitated, his mind fixated on having a good ti with Zhang Xuan’er.
Having Long Fei interfere would indeed be a nuisance.
In his mont of hesitation, Zhang Xuan’er despairingly agreed to Long Fei, “Fine, if you drive them away, I’ll give you the ginseng.”
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