Chapter Forty-Nine: Vickers' Troubles
On the other side of the street, a small pub with a neon sign was bustling with activity, with drunken idlers, young men talking loudly to friends, and more people gathered in front of the bar, watching the two groups of people clashing and confronting each other.
There were only two people on one side, a man and a woman, both in their early twenties, the man had shaved hair on both sides of his head, and the long hair left in the middle was pulled to one side, dressed in expensive casual clothes, while the woman was wearing black short leather pants, a red tank top with camisole inside, a sleeveless black leather jacket, long hair shawl, and heavy makeup, and was snuggling up to the man's body.
On the other side were four or five young men and women of seventeen or eighteen years old, one of whom was one meter seven or eight tall, and the man who tied his hair into a small ponytail and fixed the back of his head was surrounded by his companions in the center, with some bruises on one side of his cheeks and some footprints on his clothes, which looked a little embarrassed.
"I didn't expect to meet a practitioner in this kind of small bar." The man with the strange hairstyle said lightly.
"I'm from the Luo Clan Martial Arts Hall, who are you?" Looking at the other party's attitude, it doesn't matter what the reason for the provocation is, so the ponytail man asked.
"Oh, it turned out to be Luo Wu's people, and it doesn't seem to be very good." The man shook his head, his eyes disdainful, and he didn't care.
Her female companion was also very cooperative, and let out a soft sneer at the right time.
Gently pushing away the partner who wanted to support him, the ponytail boy stood up straight again and snorted coldly.
His reputation is small, but when it comes to the affairs of the master, even if the other party's strength is higher than his own, he can't turn a blind eye, and he just didn't notice it for a while, so he may not be an opponent.
"Who are you, who have you reported my name to us, and you dare to insult our Luo Clan Martial Arts Gym? Don't you know that this is Luo Wu's territory? The pony-tailed boy took a step forward.
"I want to know, I'll tell you when I knock you down."
After that, the strange-haired man stepped forward with an arrow, his left hand into a palm, and his right hand clenched into a fist, attacking the head and abdomen of the ponytail boy respectively.
Seeing that the other party took the lead, the ponytail boy was not slow to react, and reacted immediately.
I saw him come out with both hands, and he also blocked the opponent's attack up and down, and the strange-haired man moved his hands smartly, constantly staggered and matched, and attacked quickly, like a wheel that kept turning, making the ponytail boy who was on the defensive extremely uncomfortable.
The strange-haired man shouted suddenly, his hands in the air were like crosses, probing and pushing, breaking through the opponent's defense in an instant, and the ponytail man suddenly opened the door.
The colorful neon lights shone on his body, making the strange-haired man open his teeth and claws like a hell devil, only to see his left leg kicking on the ground behind him, and his right knee rushing forward, the other party could only deal in a hurry, and he twisted his waist to resist with his arm.
Under the pain, he took a few steps back, but the strange-haired man did not stop attacking because of this, but took advantage of the victory to pursue, and pushed his right palm forward, as if ignoring the distance of space, and it was about to be imprinted on the other party's body in an instant, and the ponytail boy didn't care about the injury on his chest at this time, and forcibly raised his hands and clamped the man's right palm one after the other.
The strange-haired man sneered, the muscles of his right palm seemed to have spirituality, and an inexplicable force shook the ponytail boy's hands apart, and the feeling of paralysis came from his hands.
"Is this a shock?" The ponytail boy said in surprise.
The strange-haired man didn't answer, he withdrew his right palm, and his body turned sharply, with the power of rotation, with the torque of his waist and abdomen, he kicked the opponent's chest with one leg, and the ponytail boy couldn't avoid it, and was knocked away and smashed heavily on his partner in the distance, and everyone suddenly fell to the ground and rolled into a ball.
It all happened in a matter of seconds, and that's when the onlookers had time to exclaim.
With the moon in the sky and the stars dotting, most of the people in Green Town have gone to bed early and fallen asleep in the middle of the summer night, after all, when the sun rises the next day, everyone has their own work to do.
Although most of the streets are quiet, there are still some places like the city that never sleeps, there are still night owls lingering, the bar street on the edge of the town is lively at the moment, full of people, although the bar street is very popular with young people on weekdays, always noisy, but tonight it is very noisy.
In the middle of the street, the crowd gathered in front of one of the bars, shouting, yelling, swearing, vomiting and breaking bottles mingled in the air, and everyone watched excitedly at the confrontation between the two sides in the circle.
The ponytail boy who fell to the ground finally couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.
"Vickers!"
"Vickers, how are you?"
The partner next to him got up from the ground, looked at the ponytail boy who vomited blood, and said worriedly one by one.
The strange-haired man walked up to them, clasped his hands, and looked a little uncontrollable.
"Tsk, I said that the Luo Clan Martial Arts Pavilion only has disciples like you, it's really a waste, I can worry about your curator, there is no successor."
Vickers coughed in pain, and he couldn't speak for a while, so he could only look at each other viciously.
"Nice looks." The strange-haired man picked at the corner of his eye: "But it's annoying, it makes me very uncomfortable,"
As if remembering some bad memories, the strange-haired man's face looked a little hideous, and then grinned at him.
The man's eyes moved to Vickers's right leg, noticing the other party's gaze, Vickers immediately realized that it was not good, and was about to get up from the ground, but the other party reacted faster than him, and kicked him in the chest with a forward kick, with moderate force, and kicked him to the ground again.
Then he lifted his leg and stepped on Vickers's calf.
Helpless, Vickers closed his eyes in despair, his companions screamed in terror, and the drunks on the spotter howled in unison.
And at this moment, a small pebble flew from the side with great force, flying directly towards the strange-haired man's face.
The strange-haired man was so focused that he could only retract his raised leg helplessly, take a step back and dodge.
"Who is it? Come out for me. The strange-haired man shouted in the direction where the stones were flying.
At the limit of the light at the entrance of the bar, a young man wearing brown trousers, a white short-sleeved shirt, and a brown sleeveless vest slowly walked out of the darkness through the crowd that stood in the way.
"Who are you?" Glancing at Vickers on the ground, the strange-haired man asked again: "The guy who came out to meddle, you are also Luo Wu's person?" ”
The young man looked at him, ignored him, and crouched down to examine Vickers.
"Gabriel, you... Why are you here? Vickers said with some difficulty.
"I happened to be passing by, and when I saw you, I came over to take a look, who knew that such a thing could happen." Gong Bing replied as he gently probed Vickers for the injury on his chest.
"It's just a small injury, and you can't die." Although he was injured, Vickers was not in a bad mood, he had always been optimistic, and he was still in the mood to laugh at the moment.
Among the four people who became Luo Wu's inner disciples at the same time, Gat had a relatively calm and rigid personality, and he always meticulously completed Luo Xiaohu's guidance; As the only female disciple, Rowling is the hardest working of the four, always increasing the amount of training in addition to normal practice; And Vickers is the most outgoing of the three, with a good understanding and a quick learner.
"yes, it looks like you're in good spirits." Gong Bing grinned, and slapped the other party's chest with his palm.
"Ahem, Gabriel, you guy." Being slapped like this by Gong Bing, Vickers suddenly coughed.