Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 111 - 110 What’s Wrong with Him

Chapter 111: Chapter 110 What’s Wrong with Him

Rodriguez grabbed a knife and was about to charge when Yang Yi suddenly pulled him back, then shouted, "Are you stupid? Run!"

Rodriguez almost fell from the pull by Yang Yi, and when Yang Yi yelled at him to run urgently, he really looked dumbfounded. But apart from being stunned, Rodriguez had another advantage—he was obedient.

So Rodriguez turned his head and ran, running even faster than Yang Yi.

Watching Rodriguez’s figure disappear rapidly, Yang Yi was utterly speechless.

Running was fine, but not to just run away, for goodness sake.

Eight guys with knives were closing in—getting trapped in their midst meant seeking death, so moving was essential. The Hell’s Angels guys seemed pretty cumbersome, scattering them by running was the idea, then turning back to pick them off one by one.

But Rodriguez just ran off like that.

Yang Yi was momentarily stunned, but he quickly turned his head back.

The few strong men had already spread out from each other.

Yang Yi felt a headache coming on. His punching power wasn’t enough. Without being able to guarantee not injuring someone, he couldn’t knock someone out with a single blow. In the current situation, not being able to incapacitate an opponent in one hit meant danger. However, if he wanted to knock someone down with one blow, it could be lethal.

The targets Yang Yi was confident about hitting were the throat, the eyes, the groin, or he could use grappling to break someone’s arm or leg. But the consequences would be severe.

If it were Zhang Yong, he would never encounter this kind of trouble. For example, Zhang Yong could break a row of an opponent’s ribs with one punch. In such a case, any opponent would be down instantly.

Thus, Yang Yi started to face a common problem for beginners: he didn’t know how he should fight.

"Idiot!"

That was Zhang Yong shouting. The voice wasn’t very loud, but it was enough for Yang Yi to hear.

Zhang Yong’s voice was filled with contempt, and Yang Yi instantly understood what he meant.

Which is more important, his own life or the opponent’s?

If that was clear, there was nothing to be conflicted about.

So Yang Yi quickly turned around. His opponent slashed diagonally with a knife, which would have certainly torn him open had it connected.

But Yang Yi dodged to the left and punched the strong man in the side of the neck.

Just one blow, and the strong man slumped to the ground, without even a struggle.

Dodging again, retreating, then leaping forward, Yang Yi’s right hand slapped sharply on the turning head of an eye, immediately followed by his left hand snapping down on the back of the strong man’s head.

Another one went down without even a peep.

Once he decided to fight fiercely, the situation began to quickly turn around.

The Hell’s Angels strong men started realizing the problem. These guys had plenty of experience with street brawls, but when it came to a pro versus an amateur, that street fight experience was useless.

Yang Yi began chasing his opponents to strike. As long as he had space to dodge and weave, he could take down each one in turn.

Soon, only four of Hell’s Angel’s people remained, and then one of the strong men shouted in panic, "Stop! Stop!"

Yang Yi obediently stopped, but he immediately realized why he was listening to his opponent.

Just when Yang Yi was about to continue fighting, the burly man stammered in fear, "We didn’t provoke you!"

"Uh..."

Looking back, Yang Yi saw Rodriguez rushing back, his face full of urgency.

Pointing at Rodriguez, Yang Yi said, "You guys messed with my little brother."

Scollin and the others were indeed just watching, and Rodriguez dashed back like the wind, then looking at Yang Yi, he spread his hands and said with a look of wanting to cry without tears, "Didn’t we agree to run? Why did you start fighting again? I’m not a cowardly boss, didn’t you say we were running?"

But you covered your face with your hands, and Scollin turned his head to the side.

When a live treasure like Rodriguez suddenly rushed out during the fight, the atmosphere just couldn’t be maintained.

Yang Yi pulled Rodriguez over, then pointed at Rodriguez’s face and said, "See? Bullying such a... simple person, do you have no shame?"

The Caucasian shook his head and stepped back, then said with an innocent face, "No, buddy, I don’t remember hitting him, that’s not right, there should be a reason to fight, what you’re doing is wrong!"

This bunch of people was like that; they didn’t need a reason to fight when they were on top, they would hit you if they felt like it. When they were at a disadvantage, they would say it wasn’t reasonable.

Furious, Yang Yi exclaimed, "Fuck you! Since when do you need a reason to fight?"

Pushing Rodriguez aside, Yang Yi was about to continue the fight, but at that moment, the prison guards finally started shouting.

"Lie down on the ground, or I will shoot!"

Several people lay motionless, and the prison guards couldn’t just ignore it, or there would be real trouble if someone died.

Hearing the shout from the guard, the Caucasian immediately lay down and then shouted at Yang Yi, "This isn’t over! Just so you know, this isn’t over!"

He had been acting submissive and begging for mercy, but as soon as the guards began to get control of the situation, the Hell’s Angels member immediately changed his tone, knowing Yang Yi wouldn’t be able to hit him again.

Yang Yi also lay down on the ground because if he didn’t, he’d be eating rubber bullets.

Just then, Rodriguez threw himself to the ground, raising his hands and shouting, "It was me, I did it! It has nothing to do with the others!"

The guard rushed over with his gun, and Rodriguez said to the guard, "Me, it was me."

But the guards didn’t even look at Rodriguez, and instead went to check on the people lying on the ground, while one of the guards said to Yang Yi with frustration, "What are we going to do now?"

"They just fainted, they’re fine," Yang Yi replied.

The guard looked at Yang Yi, seeming a bit hesitant, but in the end, Yang Yi took the initiative and said, "It’s okay, just take me to solitary."

Next to him, Rodriguez proudly said, "It was me! If there’s a problem, come at me, it has nothing to do with our boss!"

The guard immediately went over to subdue Rodriguez, putting him in handcuffs. As for Yang Yi, he was left unattended.

What kind of move was that? How could that even work?

Yang Yi was somewhat astonished, and as he was about to say something, he noticed Zhang Yong lying on the ground not far away, glaring at him with extremely angry eyes.

Yang Yi didn’t understand what was going on; he had never seen Zhang Yong look at him with such fury before.

Feeling somewhat panicked, Yang Yi muttered to himself, "What’s with him now..."