Chapter 208 It’s Better to Die Than Kneel a Little Devil (1/2)
The Long family had begun a large-scale offensive, and Xiao Bing figured out his own forces, which actually included only a few people, let alone Lil Bei, Dumbass, and Zhan Hongyan, who were Xiao Bing’s loyal followers. In addition, there was Gao Fei.
These four people, except Lil Bei, were all in the noodle house every day. There were so many unnoticed talents in the Xiaoxiao Noodle House, which could be regarded as the concentration camp of Xiao Bing’s masters. Although they were talented masters, they were too few.
Now, Xiao Bing had several highly skilled martial artists but didn’t have any ordinary martial artists. This was why Master Hou could reassuringly draw Xiao Bing over to his side to confront their common enemy. The confident Master Hou had already penetrated everything. Even if Xiao Bing’s highly skilled martial artists were stronger, it was impossible to overthrow him and replace him because a dominator needed a foundation that was formed by ordinary people!
Xiao Bing did not have enough followers, which meant that the foundation was not solid.
Naturally, Xiao Bing didn’t want these things either. Xiao Bing never had any interest in the underground world. Xiao Bing used to be a soldier. Although he rationally knew that the underground world couldn’t be eliminated completely, and that it was better to restrict it than eliminate it, Xiao Bing never thought of joining the underground world one day.
At this moment, a muscular man in his 30s with dark skin in big pants and ragged shoes was walking outside the suburbs of Country R. He was walking in a swaggering way, which made the earth continue to pound.
The big man had a violent momentum all over him and his eyes were dazzling like thunderbolts. Finally, after walking outside a dilapidated factory, he stopped and looked up at the factory building with thunder and lightning in his eyes.
With a loud bang, he stepped inside the factory gate and arrived at the yard. Numerous shadows flashed around him. Along the wall stood many men in black, the ninjas of Country R!
The big fellow went to the center of the area, looked around, and laughed. “A group of little devils. If you have the ability to compete with your father Lei, let your father Lie see your ability!”
His voice was like a bell, which shook the factory buildings behind him.
“Lei Jiutian, nicknamed ‘Thunder shocking the Ninth Heaven’, was once an S-class wanted criminal in Cathaysian State. You escaped from the Dragon Teeth several times and were released by Mr. Dragon, the leader of the Dragon Teeth brigade. Since then, you had been loyal to Mr. Dragon. Later, Mr. Dragon fell out with the Dragon Teeth, and then created the organization Dragon Gate independently. You have been loyal to him. I didn’t mistake your resume, did I?”
The speakers used standard Cathaysian language, but the Cathaysian language was very common in Country R. Many people in Country R could speak Cathaysian language.
Lei Jiutian looked up. The speaker was standing at the gate he had just passed through. He looked very thin and slender. He was wearing a blue shirt and blue trousers, looked very gentle like a pretty boy, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, a sword in his hand, and wearing a pair of clogs.
Lei Jiutian looked him up and down, and then scolded. “F*uck, are you the pretty boy of Country R? Where is our boss?”
“Are you looking for Mr. Dragon?” The man took out his lighter, cracked it to light his cigarette, and said calmly, “Mr. Dragon is not here.”
Lei Jiutian scolded him. “Dammit, I was tricked!”
The man laughed and casually said, “It was said that everyone in the Dragon Gate is very difficult to deal with and are elites around the world. I didn’t expect that you would be tricked so easily. Oh, you are a Cathaysian. Are all the men in Cathaysia as foolish as you?”
Lei Jiutian snorted. Facing the ninjas of Country R who surrounded him layer by layer on the walls around him, he was fearless, and the aggressiveness and disdain in his eyes were unveiled.
The man scornfully laughed and said, “Well, it’s a bit unusual. You must look down on the ninjas around me. Hmm, they’re just some cannon fodder, but sometimes we need some cannon fodder to live in the world, which saves a lot of energy.”
Lei Jiutian asked, “Who are you? Why did you trick me into coming here? How did you find the location of the Dragon Gate in Africa, and how did you deliver the letter to me?”
The man laughed and said, “Isn’t that easy? You people in the Dragon Gate always think so highly of yourselves. You look down on anybody and any force in the world. But is Su Peiya still dead? The leader of the Dragon Gate has been away from the Dragon Gate for some days. I know all of you are looking for him, but you can’t find him… Since you couldn’t find him, I wrote you a letter to let you know that your boss was actually controlled by me, so that you could look for him according to this address, and you couldn’t tell anyone about it. With your loyalty to Mr. Dragon and the fact that Mr. Dragon has never appeared, you must be curious to know where he is. I think you would do as I said.”
Lei Jiutian twisted his neck, which made the sound of crackling. At the same time, he clenched his fist and shouted, “I don’t kill unknown juniors.”
“I am one of the eight Buddhist generals—Feng XIII.”
“The eight Buddhist generals?” Lei Jiutian’s eyes flashed a surprise and he blurted out. “The disciples of Mr. Buddha?”
“You’re not so stupid.” Feng XIII smiled casually.
Lei Jiutian stooped slightly. Every muscle of his body began to swell constantly. There was even the sound of thunder and then a glaring light covering his body. It was his own Gang spirit. Lei Jiutian had reached the Gang-strength stage.
Feng XIII’s eyes slowly shrank, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. “Well, a master in the realm of Gang-strength. That’s much more interesting.”
After saying that, his eyes turned cold and he said in the language of Country R with a faint smile, “What are you doing standing there foolishly? Go and kill him.”