Chapter 222 - 222. Ooh Sucks. (2/2)

There on my hand was a pair of googly eyes.

”My hands do have eyes good sir kindly retract your words!”

before he could say anything I throw my voice into my hand. ”You wanna catch these fists geezer?!?! I'll slap you and your shit disciples to death!”

”No handy! What are you saying? look at him he's so old and his children so weak it's not right to bully them.” I talk to my hand who nods sagely.

”Your right I forgot we shouldn't pick on weak or we would just be pathetic like them.”

I give handy a thumbs up. as the poor elder and his disciples look ready to blow up.

An older disciple jumps onto the stage and shouts at me. ”Do you really think just because you beat our weakest clan member you have the right to mock us? Your 100 years to early.”

I quickly pull out a little notebook and check off a box. ”Wow if you guys say one more stupid villain phrase I'll have myself a bingo. I just need a 'You'll regret this or Do you know who I am' ”

He screams as he charges at me.

he misses the first punch and I grab him by the shoulders. With a loud pop I dislocated them and tossed him on the ground.

he kinda just flops there trying to get up before rolling to his knees and trying to push himself up.

Sadly a random foot appeared on the back of his head holding him against the arena floor.

”What's wrong buddy I thought you were going to teach me a lesson. I love to learn new things so please hurry.” I ask him really eager about the learning experience.

He just tries to get up but without his hands he has zero hope.

”Do you need a hand up buddy? Don't worry I got you fam.” I grab him by the legs and give a hard yank popping his legs out of the socket. flipping him around I hold him up by the front of his shirt with 1 hand and pat him down.

”Yeah this floor is really tricky to stand on I saw some idiot earlier just fly right off the side over there.” I pointed to the unconscious disciple who 'Fell' earlier.

I try my hardest to stand the poor lad up but he wasn't having none of it. ” I see I've heard of this before. Knees weak, arms are heavy. what comes next if vomit on your sweater I hopes it's not spaghetti. you really must be suffering from nerves don't worry it happens to the best of us. I'll give you a hand down.” I chuck him lightly off the stage onto his friend who was napping.