Chapter 968 - Qi? That’s my fu*king kinetic skeleton! (1/2)

The lights of the vehicles cast shadows on the ground. On the empty road, five cars stopped.

Twenty-five people against one person.

The disparity formed a sharp contrast in the car lights.

Standing in front of more than twenty thugs, Shaosa made neck circles followed by the sound of his joints cracking. Anyone familiar with him knew blood must be shed.

Ito Shaosa wasn’t his real name. His real name was Ito Yuan. It was only later when he started to gain a reputation in the Yoto region with his fighting and killing abilities and formed a gang. The thugs in the gang respectfully called him Shaosa. After a long time, he recognized the name and simply replaced his real name with this nickname, so a person named Ito Shaosa appeared.

Today, he was drinking with his brothers when a phone call suddenly interrupted them.

It was the manager of Morita Real Estate, Morita Yosuke. He asked him to help him with a price of 50 million yen. After hearing the 50 million yen, Shaosa said nothing, immediately hauled his brothers in the gang and rushed over.

50 million yen-enough to buy a life, not to mention a foreigner, but also a Hua woman.

The target didn’t act alone after leaving the theater but boarded a luxury car with a man.

Shaosa watched the scene from afar, but he didn’t back down.

Not to mention that there were only two bodyguards, but even two Bruce Lees wouldn’t be able to beat twenty men with knives and bats.

Ito was convinced.

The foreign wealthy businessman who was captured by him the last time hired bodyguards who received military training from Blackwater, but they still only had two hands and one head each? Two or three steel pipes and it would be over before they could even react.

Looking at the man in a suit walking to him, Ito Shaosa raised his chin and began to trim his nails in contempt.

“Only you?”

Chen Sen didn’t answer. An arc appeared on his lips, the muscles of his body swelled, and his bones creaked. He hadn’t beat people up for a long time. Their threatening and mocking gazes didn’t make him afraid in the slightest but released the bloodthirsty desire in his bones.

Without any awareness of the danger, Ito Shaosu sighed and waved his hand with a lack of interest.

“Okay, no more nonsense. Hand over the woman in the car… well, and the car too. Take your boss and get the fu*k away.”

“Get the fu*k away?” Chen Sen didn’t stop. He licked his mouth and nonchalantly said, “You should be the one who gets the fu*k out.”

Ito Shaosa was stunned then he became furious and swung his hand.

“Baka! Pigs! Brothers, fu*k him up!”

With a loud roar, the thugs rushed toward Chen Sen.

With a steel pipe swung toward him, Chen Sen didn’t dodge. Instead, he lifted his foot and directly kicked the person rushing at him on the chest and sent him flying out, taking down four other thugs along the way.

What just happened seemed to hurt the morale of the thugs swarming toward him.

They certainly saw people who could fight before, but they had never seen someone who could send someone flying and take out four people along the way. This wasn’t a sandbag! This was a person!

Ito’s eyes widened. He had also never seen someone who could do this before. The man who sat next to him just opened his narrowed eyes slightly, but he soon closed his eyes again, not seeming to mind what happened.

The attack and defend positions seemed to be completely reversed.

Chen Sen rushed into the crowd, punching and kicking. Every punch hit the flesh, every kick struck its target. No one could last more than a move against him despite the pipes and knives. These originally arrogant thugs were beaten to the point where they started crying and shouting.

It wasn’t that no pipes landed on him. However, these thugs discovered that every strike seemed to have smashed against a steel wall. The attacker didn’t seem to be hurt, but their hand swelled immediately after.

Is this guy made of iron?

Everyone thought in horror.

Without any fancy moves, pure strength and combat techniques from the army, Chen Sen followed Jiang Chen’s instructions. Without a gun, he used his fists and legs to ground all the thugs.

In less than two minutes, only three people were left standing on the road.

Chen Sen stood straight and clapped his hands.

He didn’t chase those who turned and fled. He just smiled at the scared Ito Shaosa and continued to walk toward him.

The man who had been standing next to Ito Shaosa stepped forward in front of his master.

There was a knife scar on his forehead that looked extremely frightening. His pair of eyes narrowed, and his pupils were like two mung beans. A viper-like fierce haze swept across Chen Sen’s face. Under his clothes was a samurai sword five feet long.

“That’s enough,” the man said slowly, his hand already on the hilt. “If you step forward half a step, I will cut your arms off.”

Sitting in the car, Jiang Chen leaned forward slightly and looked at the samurai sword slightly sheathed with interest.

“What age is this? Are Samurais still a thing?”

Liu Yao, who was sitting next to him, looked pale white. Her hand grasped Jiang Chen tightly.

“Right, speaking of which, they seem to be coming for you?” Jiang Chen looked at Liu Yao and squeezed her hand to comfort her. “How did you manage to get on the wrong side of these people?”

Liu Yao shook her head, but she suddenly seemed to have remembered something. She bit her lip and said, “Probably…probably that psycho.”

With Jiang Chen’s questioning look, Liu Yao told him everything that happened outside the dressing room before he came, including the man named Morita Yosuke, including how she refused him, including the threatening words he left…

After Jiang Chen heard the story, he nodded in understanding then…

Then he suddenly squeezed her butt.