Five out of ten people kept kicking Sun Zhou Yi on the ground. It seed there was soone stronger than this unranked Wood Class Hero amongst the group. That person beat Sun Zhou Yi till he could not stand up anymore.
Sun Zhou Yi was just laying down on the ground, receiving the kick with no defense.
Heero frowned, it was the sa situation when there were several thugs harassed Han Ying. The people only watched from the sidelines, no one was going to stand for Sun Zhou Yi. They did not even call the police.
Sun Zhou Yi himself was well known in this area, many of them received his help. But at this ti, no one stood for him. It was kinda tragic to witness such a scene.
Just as Heero wanted to step in, there was a woman dashed out from the shop. She broke through the ten people's encirclent and stood before Sun Zhou Yi.
"No, Stop! Please stop hitting Zhou Yi! It's enough already!"
The woman was about the sa age as Sun Zhou Yi. She was wearing a bright red long dress and had a light make up on her face. Not a stunning beauty, but she had a look of above average.
"Wow, Boss there's another good chick. Should we also bring her with us?"
A man with a lanky build spoke up upon looking at the woman in a red dress. This lanky man had a lewd smile as he scanned the woman in a red dress with his undisguised lust eyes.
Nine of the ten people, they were wearing the sa uniform. It was white martial clothes and with a white belt on their waist. On the back martial clothes, written "Iron Fist Martial House" in Chinese.
It showed their identity, these ten n were from a martial house in comrce region. Just like its na, Martial House was a place for people to learn martial arts. There was not a little Hero or Ranker born from a Martial House.
Silver Class Ranker - Rank 7, Yan Tie was the chief of Iron Fist Martial House. They were known for their overbearing act even in Comrce Region, let alone in the outer region. This group was a typical person who feared the strong and bullied the weak.
Yes, such a phrase was fit for these people. But of course, with Silver Class Ranker Yan Tie was not enough to let them run amuck like this. Silver Class was a common class, the people feared was Ming Group.
Ming Group was a big trade organization with many rankers as its force. Iron Fist Martial House was part of this Ming Group. A big organization that could have an HQ in the inner region and with a Crown Class Ranker and 13 Gold Rankers its main force.
There was no one dared to offend a big group like this which was leading the Iron Fist Martial House acted so overbearing. Beating a Wood Class Hero was a normal matter for them. That was why these ten people so daring to beat Sun Zhou Yi before the public.
"Haha, little girl, follow us and we will stop beating him, how is it?" A man with thorn-like hair tried to pull the woman in a red dress from Sun Zhou Yi.
"No, Don't touch ! Don't touch !" The woman in a red dress struggled but to no avail.
"Don't touch her!" Sun Zhou Yi held the man with thorn-like hair's feet. His face was full of bruised, blood flowed down from his forehead, nose, and lips. Even so, a strong determination perated from his eyes.
Even the thorn haired man sohow caught off guard by Sun Zhou Yi's strong determination. He subconsciously released his grip from the woman in a red dress.
But looking at Sun Zhou Yi's current condition, the thorn haired man picked his courage and launch a kick to Sun Zhou Yi's right hand. The thorn haired man did not stop there, he kept stepping on Sun Zhou Yi's hand afterward.
"Oi stop! I already fed up with you, punks!" Butcher Wang with a big butcher knife ca out from his house.
However, the ten n from Iron Fist Martial House did not afraid of Butcher Wang in the slightest.
"Oi, oi, oi. Old man, are you drunk? Don't you know we are from Iron Fist Martial House? Even if you are holding those eight toys, we are not afraid. Don't ddle Iron Fist Martial House's business if you still want to live peacefully with your daughter and wife, "
The Lanky sneered at Butcher Wang and ended his words with a naked threat.
Butcher Wang gritted his teeth in rage as the lanky man threatened him with his family. Nevertheless, Butcher Wang seed to be determined to stand for Sun Zhou Yi. He did not back down under threat of the lanky man.
"Really, the kids nowadays really have no respect for the elder. Let this old man teach you so manners instead."
Blacksmith Huang also stepped in, he had a dium-sized hamr in his hand. Wearing a steel plate on his chest Blacksmith Huang already prepared to help Sun Zhou Yi as well.
He walked toward Butcher Wang's side and muttered, "Thanks to Little Hong's lover, my backache is better now. I will stretch my body a little."
Finally, two n stood up for Sun Zhou Yi.
Amongst the ten people, there was one wearing gray martial clothes. He scanned Butcher Wang and Blacksmith Huang. After a while, he shook his head, "Oy, do these two old n who beat you a few months ago?"
The man with gray martial clothes asked a man with colorful hair. His voice was rough and deep.
The man with colorful hair shook his head and replied with a shaky voice, "H-he i-is not here."
Yes, a man with a colorful hair was afraid of the man with gray martial clothes. This man was Iron Class Ranker - Rank 14, Dong Gong, while the man with colorful hair was just rely a street thug that weaker than a Wood Class Hero.
Dong Gong had a stout build which was below average in height, but one could not underestimate this man. He was Yan Tie top ten disciples, less than a year, he climbed to Iron Class Ranker - Rank 14.
"Ahh, Brother Dong, that person. That young man who beat a few months ago!" The man with a colorful hair pointed his finger toward Heero who was currently walking toward Butcher Wang and Blacksmith.
Dong Gong looked toward the direction of colorful hair pointed. He found a good looking young man with long black hair in a black coat, black pants, and cheap red sneakers.
Yes, Heero approached Butcher Wang and Blacksmith Huang with a light smile. He tapped both's shoulder, "Alright, you old n don't need to ddle. Let's youngsters solve their problem."
Blacksmith Huang and Butcher Wang turned around and found Heero smiled at them.
"You've co back?!" Butcher Wang seed to be relieved to see Heero, with a relieved smile, Butcher Wang tapped Heero's shoulder, "Good, let's youngsters solve their problem. We old n will not ddle."
"Oi, oi, Butcher Wang, how co you are backing down. They have ten people with them, we should help him!" Blacksmith Huang exclaid in displeasure at Butcher Wang cowardly action.
Butcher Wang only returned with a smile and dragged back Blacksmith Huang.
"Hehe, just watch, you will know that our help is not needed."
Heero who was equal to Silver Class Hero in strength would not lose against a bunch of street thugs. Butcher Wang really knew well about this issue, but he did not tell Blacksmith Huang.
Blacksmith Huang cast a doubtful look. He wondered why Butcher Wang has high confidence in Heero.
"Yoy, yoy, yoy, there's another hero wannabe!" A man with a petite build licked his lips as he watched Heero approached them.
Heero approached the ten n, but he stopped midway. The calm look on Heero turned into shock.
"Yoy, yoy, yoy, what with your looks? Afraid already? Where's your confidence just now?" The lanky man comnted sarcastically.
Heero was looking at Miao Miao Noodles Shop's entrance. At the entrance, he saw Han Ying was hugging Hong Yu's shoulder. What shocked him was he saw a palm imprint on Hong Yu's left cheek. The shock turned into fury in an instant Heero noticed the palm imprint.
Hong Yu also saw Heero across her. She imdiately dashed toward Heero, "Heero!"
Hong Yu's call made the people from Iron Fist Martial House turned around. To reach Heero, she must pass this group of ten n, but there was no way these people would let Hong Yu passed them.
"Hey, cute chick, why don't you wait" The lanky man wanted to reach Hong Yu's waist, but his words stopped midway as the lanky man felt a huge force hit his chest.
Crang! Bam!
The lanky man's body flew over and hit the big window and crashed inside the shop. The whole action was too fast for ordinary people to follow.
Even Blacksmith Huang had his jaw dropped as he witnessed this. He finally realized why Butcher Wang said to let Heero handle this problem. He peeked at Butcher Wang and found, Butcher Wang also as shocked as him.
Even Butcher Wang had heard Heero beating nine Dark Wolves, but he did not witness it with his own eyes. So he did not know Heero was this strong.
Heero hugged Hong Yu's and had his right hand rubbed the red cheek of her. Hong Yu could feel a cool sensation on her left cheek. The ache was gone as Heero rubbed her cheek.
"WHO!!!???"
Heero's voice was cold and his eyes turned sharp. This was the first ti Hong Yu saw Heero angry. She sowhat shocked, but she still moved her hand, pointing her finger toward Dong Gong.
"It's him! They wanted to take my sister away, but but"
Tears fell from her eyes as she tried to explain what happened earlier. Heero rubbed her back to calm his girlfriend.
"It's okay. It's okay, I am here. I am here, it's okay." Heero's voice turned soft and gentle as he wiped Hong Yu's tears.
After soothing his girlfriend for a mont, Heero turned around.
With the lanky man down, there were only nine thugs left. The thugs swallowed mouthful saliva upon looking at Heero expressionless look. They sowhat nervous being stared by Heero, except for Dong Gong.
He remained fearless as he stepped forward, confronting Heero face to face.
"Not bad, you have good potential. Join Iron Fist Martial House and I will spare you!" Dong Gong said arrogantly.
"Which hand?" Heero uttered a question that confused Dong Gong.
"Huh?"
"Are you deaf? I am asking you! Which hand do you use to hit my woman?"
"Heh, I often et people like you. But all of them ended with begging for rcy under my feet. Moreover, you keep obstructing Master's deed. Even if you join us, I have to beat you first, "
With that said, Dong Gong made a stand of the Iron Fist technique.
"Do you want to know which hand I used to hit your little lover? I use this hand!"
Swoosh!
Dong Gong launched a fist to Heero's chest. anwhile, Heero did not move, he just motionlessly stood there and the fist landed on his chest.
'Just as I thought, people like you only have a big mouth.' Dong Gong sneered inwardly.
Dong Gong thought his fist was perfect, but he found sothing unbelievable. His iron fist hit Heero's chest, but the young man just stood there motionlessly, not even budge an inch.
In his mind, Heero supposed to be flying over from the impact of his fist just like the lanky man earlier. However, the young man perfectly fine even after receiving his iron fist. The young man kept staring at him with his sharp eyes.
Dong Gong retracted his right fist and launched his left fist on the sa spot.
Second fist! Third fist! Fourth fist!
Even after getting hit at the sa spots for four tis, Heero was still stood there.
"Arghhh!"
Dong Gong launched a punch toward Heero's face in his fifth fist. This ti, Heero made his move and caught Dong Gong's fist.
Dong Gong could feel a strong grip on his fist. He tried to retract his hand but to no avail. The grip was too strong, Dong Gong incapable to retract his fist. And then, he realized the man that looked harmless in his eyes was strong, far stronger than him.
However, it was too late for Dong Gong to realize this.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!
The sound of bone cracking resounded along with Dong Gong's pained scream. Yes, Heero crushed Dong Gong's fist, but he did not stop here. After crushing Dong Gong's fist, Heero twisted Dong Gong's right hand and released the hand afterward.
"ARGHHHHHH! MY HAND! MY HAND! MY HAND" Dong Gong hysterically scread.
It was as if Heero still did not satisfy even after crippling Dong Gong's right arm. He launched a kick at Dong Gong's feet and his elbow landed on Dong Gong's chest when his body in the air.
Blood spurted out from his mouth and at the sa ti, Dong Gong's scream vanished.
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