425: C425 Combat Power Number 30(1)

C425 Combat Power Number 30(1)

It's 2: 00 in the morning for an international metropolis like Shencheng, but nightlife has just begun. Whether it was in the Gold Noble Bar or on the streets, pedestrians and cars could be seen everywhere. It was almost as if it was already late at night.

After walking out of the bar, although Zhang Botao looked very calm on the surface, his entire face was a little pale. His mouth, which was always like a chatterbox, was also tightly shut at this moment. He didn't even have the slightest desire to talk.

Compared to her, Higari didn't feel anything. The excitement on her face, which had turned a little red after bungee jumping for a long time, was hard to conceal. Faang Xuan had never seen her jumping around like this before.

"Brother Zhang."

"Huh? Ah? Young Master Fang, what's the matter? "

Indeed, he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Faang Xuan only said a very ordinary sentence, but his expression changed drastically. He didn't even know Faang Xuan's name anymore, but changed his name to Young Master Fang instead.

"Brother Zhang, follow me to the garage to pick up the car first."

Faang Xuan looked at the doorman who walked over with a smile and then patted Aajiu on his shoulder and said, "Higari, you also go to the garage with Brother Zhang. Also, help me take care of Aajiu."

After saying that, Faang Xuan put Aajiu on the ground. The little girl was still sleepy and kept talking and drinking, but at least she could stand on her own after swaying for a while.

Faang Xuan glanced at Higari with the corner of his eye. "Why aren't you coming over to help?"

"Ah? Faang Xuan, it's not that serious, right?"

Higari did not mind. Although she was on the dance floor a long time ago, her gaze never left Faang Xuan, who was sitting in his seat. She had also seen the scene of him kicking people, and the crowd behind him. However, because the main character of the accident was Faang Xuan, Higari was not worried at all. But now, seeing Faang Xuan asking her to follow the annoying middle-aged man to the garage to pick up the car, she could not help but feel a little afraid.

"Is that group really that powerful? Faang Xuan, aren't you afraid of the three groups of our R Country? This group of people..."

" Who told you that I'm afraid? Alright, don't let your imagination run wild. Follow Brother Zhang to the parking lot to pick up the car. Come, help Aajiu down. "

"Yes, Miss Higari. It's better to follow me down quickly. Let's hurry up and drive the car out. Who knows when that group of people will come?"

Although he could tell that Faang Xuan's words were a little wrong, Zhang Botao might have really been scared, so he did not think deeper into it.

Higari looked at Faang Xuan carefully again, but with her eyes, even if Faang Xuan really had something on his mind, how could she see it?

Finally, Higari helped Aajiu up, then Zhang Botao and the little brother, who looked puzzled, led the way in front of them. The four of them hurriedly walked into the parking lot.

As if they had pinpointed the time, just as they left, there was suddenly an ear-piercing sound of the brakes. A total of three big Cherokees were parked side by side at the entrance of the bar.

The doors of the three cars opened almost at the same time and a group of about twenty people jumped out from inside. One with a buzz cut, a tight-fitting T-shirt, and a pair of straight jeans. There were earrings on their ears and a gold chain as thick as a thumb hung around their necks. He was wearing Nike sports shoes and holding all kinds of standard street fighting weapons. Like watermelon knives, iron chains, steel rods and so on.

Walking in front of the team was a middle-aged man with a shiny bald head. He did not have any weapons in his hands, but through the thin T-shirt, one could see that there was a bulging lump on his waist.

The bald man did not immediately attack Faang Xuan after getting off the car. Instead, he pressed his hands to the sides. He stopped a group of young men who had obviously oversecreted their hormones. Then, he unhurriedly took out a mobile phone from his butt bag. After a series of tinkle, his eyes constantly alternated between Faang Xuan's and the mobile phone's screen.

"Bro, I said, don't look anymore. It's me. You didn't mistake me for the wrong person."

Seeing the baldy's serious look, Faang Xuan grinned and mocked him.

"It's this bastard. Brothers, kill him."

The burly man suddenly raised his head and gave the order. The hooligans on both sides of him immediately had fierce looks in their eyes. Without any hesitation, they rushed towards Faang Xuan.

"F * ck! What the f * ck is going on?!"

Along with all kinds of shouts and curses, the team of twenty odd people appeared magnificent. However, as the only opponent, Faang Xuan was not frightened by this imposing manner. Instead, he did not retreat, but rushed forward with his hands empty.

It was only a few meters of distance, not even a blink of an eye. The first hooligan with a watermelon knife in his hand had already rushed in front of Faang Xuan. Even though this hooligan looked very young, there seemed to be a small tuft of fur on his lips that had not completely faded, but his fingers that held the watermelon knife were extremely steady. In the process of chopping down fiercely, he did not even blink.

"Damn it, are all small miscellaneous skins so horizontal nowadays?"

Faang Xuan stood on the ground and kicked the ground. When his Watermelon Knife was about to hit the ground, he flew towards the back of the team like a large cannonball.1

They were not on the same level. Even if they had the advantage in numbers, because of the huge difference in quality, tonight's group of ruffians was destined to be a tragedy.

With the blade in hand, Faang Xuan felt like a tiger with wings. It was not like he had never seen such a scene before. Thinking back to the time in Chiyoda, he was surrounded by a group of fully armed men. Weren't the well-trained soldiers all defeated by him in the end?

With a simple step, Faang Xuan rushed into the crowd with his watermelon knife. The blade turned around, and he used the back of the knife to attack from top to bottom. He did not look for any vital parts, and he just used the back of the knife to cut down anyone who stood in his way.

Although he temporarily lost the flow of his vital energy, with the strength of his muscles alone, similarly, this group of punks who fought with all their might couldn't compare to him. Those who were hit by him... Whether it was blocking with a steel bar or counterattacking with a watermelon knife, in the end, all of them were holding weapons and bleeding between their thumb and forefinger. Then, there was a deep dent in their bodies.

Sometimes, it was not always the number of people who won in a fight. It was because there were too many ruffians in a group who did not follow any rules. On the contrary, it made it more convenient for Faang Xuan to perform in less than a minute. Under the back of the saber, the scene could still be maintained standing. Except for himself, there was no one else. All the hooligans who had participated in the battle. They all fell to the ground, hugging a certain part of their body where their bones and muscles had been ripped open. They wailed repeatedly.

"F * ck, this... Is this a f * cking human?"

The baldy, who was originally sitting in the car, wanted to watch a good show. However, before he even had the time to smoke a cigarette, he saw his companion lying on the ground. His entire face unconsciously twisted.

He pulled out the gun from his waist in a panic. He took advantage of the fact that Faang Xuan was not looking at him and slowly aimed with his trembling hands. Then, he slowly leaned his finger against the trigger.

"If you were to trick me, wouldn't I, Faang Xuan, have already died hundreds of times?"

Without turning his head, Faang Xuan threw his hand backward. The watermelon knife with the back of the knife, which had been twisted into noodles, flew straight towards Big Cherock.

"Bang!" With a shattering sound, the watermelon knife not only shattered the glass of the window, but also knocked down the gun in the bald man's hand.

The shocking scene had exceeded the bald man's understanding of the world. Boundless fear instantly enveloped his entire body. But in the next second, a steel rod flew into the car and stabbed into his chest. Hot blood splashed onto the windshield in front of him. The bald man didn't even have time to scream. He died just like that.

"The sound of an emergency brake was heard. Zhang Botao stuck his head out of the BMW. His mouth was so wide that it could fit a goose egg. "This... This, this, this... Young Master Fang, these people were all injured by you?"

Higari was not surprised. She opened the car door and did not even look at the ruffians on the ground. She ran straight to Faang Xuan and her eyes flickered. "Hehe, I knew you could handle Faang Xuan. Ha, alright, can we leave now? "

Faang Xuan took out a cigarette from his shirt and lit it up. However, there was no joy on his face from winning the battle. Instead, he tensed up and said, "Let's go back to the car."

"Huh? But why?" Higari still wanted to go forward but was fiercely stared back by Faang Xuan, "Now, go back to the car immediately and wake Aajiu up. If... if you can leave, you guys go first."

She re-examined Faang Xuan's face and saw his heavy expression. It did not seem like he was joking. Higari was so anxious that tears almost fell out." Why? Why did Faang Xuan do that? Isn't everything settled?"

" Get lost!! "

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