"Boom!"
As the door of the bar was pushed open, a group of people in suits and ties walked in.
There were five people in this group, and they were all very well-dressed. Not only did they all have slicked back hair, but they also had carefully trimmed mustaches on their lips.
Perhaps for Asians, most Europeans look the same and are difficult to distinguish.
But Mary and her group, who were also in the corner of the bar, immediately identified the origin of this group of people.
These are all French, and they are their target today - the French mafia.
At this time, this group of French mafia members walked into the bar arrogantly and stood directly in front of the East Asian male.
Of course, it was obviously impossible for this group of people to know this East Asian man. The reason why this happened was because the East Asian man happened to be leaving the bar just now, so he unfortunately blocked them in front of them.
"Go away, Asian."
Perhaps he mistakenly thought that the East Asian man was an Asian who had lived in London for a long time. One of the members of the mafia walked up to him and spoke in standard English with a very arrogant attitude.
"Get ready for action." At this time, the major next to Mary suddenly said: "Mary, you will come with me to control the situation later."
The major seemed to think there would be a conflict between East Asian men and the French mafia.
"yes."
Mary nodded, then subconsciously held the pistol hidden in her clothes, and looked nervously at the East Asian male and the French mafia who were confronting each other near the door of the bar.
The East Asian man seemed to understand the French mafia's words. He narrowed his eyes at him, then took the initiative to step aside and get out of the way.
His initiative to give in made the French mafia very happy.
"See, I said this Asian would definitely not dare, hahaha..."
His demeanor became even more arrogant, several mafia members laughed, and the French mafioso bumped the East Asian man hard with his shoulder when he passed by.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the bar cooled down.
The East Asian man suddenly took action and held down the French mafia's shoulders.
"Asian, what do you want to do?" The mafia member turned around with a ferocious expression.
[Are you going to take action? 】
The other people in the bar who were watching silently also had their hearts in their throats at this moment.
Just like that, under the gaze of everyone, the East Asian male held down the Mafia's shoulder with one hand, took out a small book from the pocket of his windbreaker with the other hand, then quickly turned to a certain page in it, followed the words on it, and used Some broken English said:
"Give you a chance to apologize to me."
[This person does not speak English. 】
This scene has quite a comedic effect, and everyone in the bar, including Mary, realizes this.
"You can't even explain what you are pretending to be? Asians, let go of your hands!"
Mocking the East Asian man's non-standard accent, the mafia member turned around and slapped the East Asian man's hand on his shoulder, then raised his hand and punched him.
At this moment, the East Asian male suddenly kicked his leg towards the mafia member's calf.
"Uh-huh!"
With a click and a scream from the mafia member, the East Asian man raised his leg and kicked him in the face, knocking him to the ground.
"They're taking action, Mary." In the corner of the bar, the major stood up quickly and called Mary next to him.
"ah--"
Screams rang out in the bar. After knocking down a mafia member, the East Asian man did not stop there. Instead, he stepped on the mafia member's face with one leg, turned around and hit the side with a roundhouse kick. head of another mafia member.
Without making any sound, the second mafia member fell straight to the ground.
"Fuck him!"
At this time, the remaining three mafia members rushed over. One of them grabbed the wine bottle on the table and swung it over the head of the East Asian man.
The East Asian man grabbed his hand, pulled and twisted it, and at the same time slammed his elbow hard towards his elbow joint.
"Well!"
There was just a crackling sound, and the mafia member's arm was smashed and bent, centered on the elbow joint!
"ah--"
Screams rang out again in the bar. The East Asian man did not pause at all. He removed the bottle from the mafia member's hand and threw it towards the fourth mafia member in front of him. Then he turned around and kicked the man behind him who was trying to sneak attack. The chest of the fifth mafia member.
His kick was so powerful that it knocked the fifth mafia member's feet off the ground. He flew several meters away, and after smashing a wine table behind him, he fell completely to the ground. rise.
Then the East Asian man gave another heavy blow with his elbow, hitting the face of the third mafia member whose arm was bent by him, knocking him down directly.
At this point, four of the five mafia members in the bar have been knocked down by East Asian men, leaving only the last one.
The major and Mary, who originally wanted to rush to control the situation, stopped at this time.
The last person looked at the East Asian man in front of him in horror, with no injuries at all. How could he not know that they had kicked an iron plate this time?
However, it is impossible to make the French give in on British soil.
"Farke!"
Roaring to dispel the fear, the mafia member covered the wound on his head caused by the bottle with one hand, and suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist with the other hand.
"Put the gun down!" Seeing his move, the major quickly drew his gun and shouted without hesitation.
Before he shouted, the East Asian man who had predicted the movements of the mafia members in advance rushed forward. Just as he was about to pull out the gun and try to lift it up, he jumped up and hit the mafia member hard with a flying knee. At the same time, he raised his elbow and hit his head hard!
These two moves were used almost at the same time. The double blows to the abdomen and top of the head made the mafia member fall directly to the ground before he even had time to scream.
【What a heavy hand...】
Mary, who had witnessed the whole process, looked at the East Asian man in surprise.
The moves he used to knock down these five mafia members were basically vicious. If he had not had the intention of killing people and had restrained some force when he struck, these five people would probably be preparing for their funerals.
This person is extremely dangerous.
After adjusting his wrinkled trench coat a little, the East Asian man glanced at the major and Mary calmly, and walked to the proprietress behind the bar.
"Guest, guest, please, may I ask..."
Probably because he didn't understand English, the East Asian man didn't pay attention to the stammering words of the landlady. Instead, he raised his hand, took the paper and pen from her breast pocket, and wrote a series of numbers and a name on it. .
The name on the paper is Bai Heqing.
"This is my name. After calling this number, tell the owner of this number my name and he will be responsible for all your losses."
The East Asian male said this sentence very skillfully, without the bad accent at all.
It seemed that he had practiced this sentence many times in private.
After saying that, the East Asian man picked up the box he had put aside before taking action, turned and left the bar, closing the door before leaving.
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(End of chapter)
