Chapter 1186 Revenge (2/2)

Li Du pointed at himself and said, ”Don't talk to me as if I'm your buddy. I am Chinese, and today I let you know what a Chinese could do!”

The middle-aged black man nodded and showed a dangerous expression. He said, ”You want to play hard with me, do you?”

Su Nan pulled on Li Du's sleeve and said in a soft voice, ”Leave it, Li.”

Li Du smiled at him and gave the boss a cold look. ”You just understood that now? Really dumb. Do you have banana mush for brains?”

Enraged, the man tried to slap Li Du in the face.

Slowing down time, Li Du avoided his palm easily, stretch out a hand to pull his wrist and pulled him forward instead. The black man was thin and Li Du pulled him easily, bringing his face near. Then he gave him a resounding loud slap.

The black man cried in pain and staggered a few steps backward.

The two waiters he had brought with him tried to act loyal when they saw that the situation was not good.

Both of them tried to take the opportunity to punch Li Du. Brother Wolf, who stood silently beside his boss, dashed forward, grabbed the nearest chair and swung at them. The two waiters tumbled to the ground.

The middle-aged black man mercilessly pointed at Li Du and said, ”So you want to play with me, right? Never mind, I can play too!”

Looking furious, he ran out, took out his cell phone and began to make a call.

Su Nan was worried. ”What should we do now? Old Li, I am the one who caused this trouble…”

”Stop worrying. I said I'll take revenge for you.” Li Du turned his head again and looked at Brother Wolf, saying, ”Tell your friends that now it's their application test.”

Brother Wolf rarely smiled, but he did now. He said, ”They are always ready.”

The boss had obviously gone to call someone. He had been on the phone for more than ten minutes when several modified motorcycles and cars roared up to the hotel and a group of strong black men got off with sullen expressions.

Six big, strong men came up to them, and then one of them ran into the leading black man.

The black man grabbed him and pushed him back angrily, raised his leg and wanted to kick the man.

As soon as he did so, the six bodyguards, without saying a word, slipped their belts off, wrapped them around their fists, and darted off into the crowd.

Unlike ordinary street fighters, the bodyguards did not fight on their own. They worked together, marched in and out of the fight, and someone shouted a command.

The big black men were street fighting veterans, but their opponents were often young street boys, working with nothing but brute force. No street fighting group had such a systematic fighting way.

Although there were bigger men around, six or seven times as many, the parking lot was full of cars and the space was too small for them to spread. Therefore, the six bodyguards were able to attack and defend and find ways to beat their opponents up.

In a few deft moves, the big black men were thrown down to the ground, howling.

The more they tried to resist, the faster they got hit. The six bodyguards worked well together and were highly skilled. The ones who were beaten up all fell to the ground and lost heir attacking ability.

When the fight was about to end, a few dozen people saw the situation was not on their side and fled with their motorcycles…

The motel owner, who was originally excited and wanted to go out and welcome them, was shocked to see the scene. Shivering, he turned around and said to Li Du, ”China guy, you had gotten yourself into trouble, and you are going to regret this!”