Vol 18 Chapter 11-2 (2/2)
ChengXiao turned around. He drank the whole glass in one go then asked the bartender. ”Prostitutes? They all are?”
The bartender didn't notice his abnormality. ”Yeah, they are all prostitutes. They came from war riddled places like the Middle East and poor Asian countries. These cheap women should have stayed in their own countries instead of coming to America and become prostitutes…”
His head turned in an unusual manner before he could finish talking. It was like a force was twisting a doll's head. ChengXiao twisted the bartender's head and lifted him by the neck. ”Don't fucking spill your garbage… and lies. Your mouth stinks!”
The tone of his voice felt lower in temperature with each word. He grabbed the bartender and smashed him at the counter, shattering the glass and wood. ChengXiao then placed his hand at the American next to him.
”Freddy. I know you are attacking me. The gap in my heart? Even though I understand what it means to use whatever measure necessary at your enemy…”
He punched repeatedly at the American man. His strikes were so fast that normal people could only see a flurry. The man's bones were crushed and dropped to the floor like a pile of dead meat.
ChengXiao howled and turned to the Asian girl. She looked identical to his childhood sweetheart. As the thought of her falling into such a state… that she got humiliated and insulted by people, he could barely contain the rage to kill everyone in the bar.
Yet, by the time he completely turned around, he saw a man in black hat and striped shirt holding her hand and walked out the bar. ChengXiao rushed out without thinking. He did not notice the man's face was burned.
”ChengXiao disappeared.”
Zheng sighed by the dining table. He looked over at everyone here. Team China only had four people left at this dinner, Xuan, TengYi, LiuYu and him. The pervert was gone.
(What must come will come. The last person who I know of his weakness is gone. And then it should be… Don't know when will it began. Can TengYi complete this task?)
Zheng suddenly asked, ”Xuan, does the food taste good?”
”No.”
”Oh? They don't, huh.”
Zheng nodded. He then said to TengYi, ”TengYi… keep this in mind. Protect yourself. Never give up hope no matter what happens. Freddy is physically weaker than you if he can't enter the dream world. You have bathed in dragon blood and unlocked the first genetic constraint. You can easily take down a MMA fighter in the real world. So, believe in your own strength.”
TengYi was surprised. He wasn't good with his words so he nodded and continued eating. A strange atmosphere floated above the dining table. After eating, Zheng drew out Tiger's Soul and pointed it at Xuan, just ten centimeters away from his forehead.