Chapter Seventy-Eight: Steel Fist vs. Straight Fist
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Leon looked at the other party coldly, and continued in a mocking tone: "Do you know how many pairs of eyes will peep at you once you walk out of me? With my knowledge of you, once something happens and the news leaks out, what kind of pressure will it bring to the blade? It will make the entire Sver Kingdom lose face with you!"
"So......" Li Ang sat back in his chair and said, "Let the leader of the blade come and talk to me in person about what he said just now, and you, or obediently go back and be your gentleman, and wait for the matter to end and share your share, which is more promising." ”
"You are so presumptuous!" Lev jumped up again, pointed at Leon's nose and said, "I am already Viscount Lev!
"Wrong!" Leon raised his index finger and waved at Viscount Leo, "Don't forget jì, as long as I return to the territory, I will soon inherit the earl, so you can call me quasi-Earl Leon." ”
"Earl's fart!" Lev was already furious, "your stupid butler has admitted that all of the Redfield family died in the conflict! Your broken territory has been taken over by Viscount André!
"Oh?" Leon's face sank, "My butler, what do you mean...... Zhuoning?"
"Nonsense, aren't you just that one butler, hehe, he looks very shrewd and can see the wind and rudder, and when he saw that the old master was finished, he immediately attached another nobleman, running around like a dog!"
"......" Li Ang thought to himself: "Zhuo Ning, a traitor, actually stayed behind as if nothing happened after the disaster of the Redfield family, this courage is really worth encouraging!"
Seeing Li Ang's uncertain face, Lev finally felt much more comfortable, after all, he had a strong family backing, but Li Ang was like a rootless duckweed, even if he could inherit the title in the future, it would be impossible to receive a fiefdom like his grandfather, and nobles without a field were nothing in the upper echelons of the kingdom.
"So you kid can only cooperate with me honestly! Maybe in the future, I will ask my father to help you say a few kind words in front of the king......"
This sentence that Lev thought was full of temptation was interrupted, and Leon sneered: "You and I should cooperate honestly, right? Maybe I'll be in a good mood and reveal some information from between my fingers, so that you can take this opportunity to mix up some credit, right?"
"Stinky boy! It's shameless! Not to mention that I can help you get your territory back, as long as I ......"
"As long as you fart less," Leon interrupted again, "I will take back my territory, unlike some people who have hands and feet and have to be supported by others every step they take, why don't you let others eat for you? You know that this will starve you to death, right?"
Lev's face turned red, he originally thought that his temper had been honed in the past few years, but when he saw Leon today, it was a series of sarcasm from beginning to end, which made him so angry that he wanted to die.
The anger had already poured into his head, and Lev finally couldn't control it, he slapped it violently, and the armrest snapped into two, showing the strength of the first order, and then continuously erupted curse words from his mouth.
"You uneducated pig, scoundrel, bastard......"
I have to say that Viscount Lev's ability to scold people is also a little weak, and he repeats similar words over and over again, which is not a deterrent to Leon at all, more like watching him perform.
"Funny ......" two words popped up at the corner of Li Ang's mouth.
"What did you say!" Viscount Lev heard and immediately asked.
"Nothing," Leon shrugged, and he found himself in a good position.
"There must be something in this!" Lev glared at Leon viciously, maybe it was some vulgar word that was in vogue, and the kid must be insulting himself with these words.
So he forgot all the purpose of his trip, rushed to the front of Leon, raised his arm high, and then forcefully whipped it into the other man's hateful face.
In his impression, Li Ang is still a junior in the first order, and he is now a first-order advanced after "tempering", and it is said that it is very likely to break through to the second order.
Lev is confident in himself. But he overlooked one thing - any information must be heard before making a judgment. When the top management of the blade submitted the report, Lev only heard the paragraph next to him that suspected that the mercenary leader was Leon of the Redfield family, so he couldn't hold back his eagerness and made an excuse to run out, so that he didn't hear the later judgment on Leon's combat effectiveness.
......
The raised arm was about to touch Leon, and a hand reached out like lightning, clutching Viscount Lev's wrist tightly.
Lev only felt that the hand that had grasped him was like an iron tong, no! more terrible than an iron tong! The whole arm did not seem to belong to him, and only the unbearable pain in the wrist proved the existence of this part.
"Ah!" cried Lev in pain.
Immediately after that, with a "snap", Leon unceremoniously slapped him in the face, stopping this shout, and Viscount Lev's fair face immediately swelled, and two broken teeth spurted out with blood.
The two people behind the viscount were stunned by this electric and flint accident, and they immediately jumped up, but the master was still in the hands of Li Ang, and he didn't dare to make a move for a while.
"Next time you want to hit someone, you have to carefully weigh your strength," Li Ang looked into the other party's frightened eyes, and patiently "instructed" in a gentle tone.
Then he turned his gaze to the other two eager guards, and said lightly: "I know how many people outside are afraid of my death now, and how many people want me to die quickly, which side do you belong to?"
With that, he shoved the Viscount over, and rubbed his hand against his shirt in disgust.
The man with half of his hair covering his face hurriedly held Lev up, and the viscount suddenly had strength, pushed him away, and shouted indistinctly: "Kill him for me!"
The man was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he saw the bald man shouting loudly, and a straight fist struck Li Ang with all his might.
This punch almost emptied the air beside him, condensing a pale white streamer around the thick arm, converging directly along the arm and directly into the casserole-sized fist, which was extremely powerful.
Of course, this is Li Ang's perception, he senses that the other party is only a second-order professional, and it should be an empty-handed fighting profession that wins with strength, and he can't help but be competitive.
"Ha!" shouted, and Li Ang also punched out, but it didn't look like a vision, and it was too far from the opponent's momentum.
Dahan smiled fiercely, his punch is an empty-handed combat technique "steel fist", if it is placed in the hands of a third-order fighter, the steel fist can be advanced to the advanced level, and the whole arm will be as strong as fine iron, he is a middle-level martial artist in the second order, and he is born with infinite strength, this steel fist does not know how many professionals of the same level have been defeated, in the empty hand fighting professionals in the chaotic capital, there are only a few people who can completely overwhelm him, and the most powerful of them is of course the mercenary union "Steel Fist" Yalin, but Yalin is a third-order, and Dahan believes that as long as he is promoted to the third-order within a few years, he will be able to defeat Yalin immediately.
Therefore, he is very confident in the results of this punch, and if he punches this kid into a serious injury, he will also occupy a more important position in the heart of the Viscount.
In his eyes, Leon's attack is like a mantis arm as a car, and the empty-handed combat skills are not something you can easily block!
"Can't kill him!" the man with his hair covering his face exclaimed, knowing the character and strength of his companion very well.
Lev's face was covered in blood, and his eyes radiated with bitter hatred, but when he heard the shout, he immediately reacted, this person can't be killed yet!
"Broken...... he could almost see his father angrily scolding him in front of him in the future.
Upstairs and downstairs, I don't know when a few figures appeared, everyone in the Dawn Mercenary Corps team had already been woken up by the Viscount's loud voice, they didn't want to interfere with the "greetings" between Li Ang and their acquaintances, so they all hid on the side and watched silently.
Seeing this scene, the reaction of this group of people was completely different, there was no nervousness, no panic, some were just calm, and even the kind-hearted Sophia showed an expression that she couldn't bear to witness.
"Aren't you going to help him?" said Eric, the only one worried, to Kaka.
"Just look at it," the dwarf master said coldly.