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Chapter 420 - 420 420 This is Too Arrogant

420: Chapter 420: This is Too Arrogant 420: Chapter 420: This is Too Arrogant Zhao Guang looked around in confusion: “No, who’s selling stewed food around here?”

This place was too remote; not a ghost could be seen.

Doing business here would mean certain bankruptcy.

Moreover, he hadn’t smelled the distinctive aroma of the stew.

Zhao Guang was quite confident in his senses, knowing his sense of smell was incredibly sharp.

As for eating stewed food early in the morning, Zhao Guang didn’t care in the slightest.

His own digestive capacity and consumption rate were simply incomparable to an ordinary person’s.

Never mind stewed food in the morning, he could probably manage eating an entire bull in a day if he had to.

It was only possible because of the support from Combat Energy, allowing him to absorb external forces for replenishment; otherwise, just eating would be an issue.

“Yes, you’re in the right place, but we’re not selling stewed food.

We hope Mr.

Zhao would come with us on a little trip.”

As they spoke, several people emerged from the alleyway.

The doors of the houses in the dead-end also opened, and a few more people stepped out.

The group of over a dozen people made quite an imposing scene.

“What do you mean by this?

I don’t believe I know any of you.”

Zhao Guang finally realized what was going on, not that he was slow to react, but he really hadn’t expected anyone to lay a hand on him in Beijing.

The person leading the way seemed to be one of Ye Zhi’s people.

Could it be Ye Zhi was out to get him?

Zhao Guang shook his head, dismissing the idea as impossible.

There were no benefits to taking him on, no advantage at all.

As for rebelling against his family’s attempts to arrange his marriage, why couldn’t they just talk about it directly?

He simply couldn’t believe Ye Zhi was so foolish as to resort to the most extreme method without even a trial?.

As for other people around Ye Zhi, would they move against him?

Zhao Guang considered this and dismissed the idea.

Those people had already been bought over with sapphires, with rubies to follow.

Tied by interests, had they gone mad or turned stupid to raise their hands against him?

And there was Meng Liang, using his own research to improve the fire control system.

This made it even less likely for them to act against him.

After all, he was now considered a talent on a national level.

“Mr.

Zhao, please come with us.

You’ll find out who we are once you get there.”

“For the five pigs, huh?

Those can be bought.

Besides, if you do lay your hands on them, wouldn’t that just tell everyone you did it?” Zhao Guang still couldn’t figure it out.

After all, the implications of the five pigs were too significant; there was no need to get them all for himself, was there?

Just like Zhao Guang said, even if someone did get their hands on them, did they really think other wealthy individuals and the government wouldn’t take action?

Some things had too significant ramifications and they could prompt people to act and break the rules.

“It looks like Mr.

Zhao is not planning to come with us willingly; don’t blame us if we have to be rough.”

The people around him approached Zhao Guang, looking fierce and menacing.

It looked like they were no strangers to this kind of work.

But to think that so few of them could take him on, did he really look that harmless?

If only he’d known, he would have worn his armor just for show.

Zhao Guang sighed helplessly: “No choice then, you initiated this.”

What?

Could this guy actually dare to fight back?

As they wondered in confusion, Zhao Guang suddenly made his move.

He seemed to shrink, nimbly slipping into the embrace of a person in front of him.

The people around lost sight of Zhao Guang in an instant, as if someone had magically disappeared.

But in reality, this was no supernatural occurrence; Zhao Guang had merely mimicked the movements of Monkey Fist.

With Zhao Guang’s current physical condition and personal strength, he could achieve legendary effects whether displaying fancy moves or genuine kung fu.

He could even replicate effects seen in movies if he wanted to.

The person in front had no idea what was happening when they suddenly felt a pain in their abdomen and their vision went dark.

Then, Zhao Guang grabbed the joints of both hands and easily disarmed them.

After that, like a monkey, Zhao Guang sprang forward and caught the wrists of the two people opposite before they could react, and with a twist, he dislocated their wrists.

The one in the front who had just tried to raise a stick was punched in the throat by Zhao Guang.

If Zhao Guang hadn’t controlled his strength, that blow could have definitely shattered the throat.

The man, attacked in the throat, showed a painful expression, while Zhao Guang took the chance to disarm his joints.

He moved his ankle to catch the iron stick that hadn’t yet fallen to the ground and with a light flick, the stick landed in his hand.

The iron stick seemed to come to life in Zhao Guang’s hands, twirling in an impressive flourish.

“Stop, or I’ll shoot,” said a voice behind him as Zhao Guang turned to see a man pulling out a gun.

Zhao Guang didn’t recognize the model; it must have been domestically produced.

However, a flash of anger crossed his heart, this was too brazen.

This was China, and what’s more, this was Beijing to have such people.

Anyone who dared to draw a gun here could not be a good person.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Guang had countless ways to take him down, but he stopped himself.

He didn’t want to get labeled as Superman; that would be troublesome.

Not just troublesome, he could also face social death, so it was absolutely out of the question.

“Go on, keep acting tough, walk away or don’t force me to act,” he taunted.

Zhao Guang sneered at him, “Pulling out a gun in Beijing, I doubt that’s real.

Even if it is, I’ll bet there are no bullets in it.”

“Kid, you’ve watched too many movies,” the man said as he switched off the safety.

Zhao Guang felt an urge to facepalm, wondering why he hadn’t acted while the man was still switching off the safety.

“Kid, you better…”

The man didn’t finish his sentence before Zhao Guang suddenly charged at him, the iron stick in his hand pointing at him at great speed.

The fierce look in Zhao Guang’s eyes gave the impression that a slight delay could mean being struck.

In a panic, the man fired his gun.

With a “bang,” the bullet shot out.

Zhao Guang wasn’t afraid of the bullet from a small pistol, but he couldn’t defend against it in an extraordinary way.

In a flash of inspiration, Zhao Guang adjusted the iron stick in his hand so that the bullet hit the very center of the stick.

Due to the angle, the force transferred was significantly reduced.

Before the man could fire a second shot, Zhao Guang’s iron stick had already hit the handgun.

The huge force made the man lose his grip, and the gun was poked out of his hand.

Zhao Guang, as though he had just reacted, shouted in panic, “You actually dared to shoot!” while hitting the man’s neck with the stick, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

The few remaining people around were still not reacting when Zhao Guang quickly took the opportunity to knock each of them down with the stick.