Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 581 - 580 [Black Person]

Chapter 581: Chapter 580 [Black Person]

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Ye Tianchen rode a motorbike alone towards Little Corner Mountain in New York City. As for the remaining people like Wang Jie, they headed towards the Ling family’s estate. They had only one goal, which was to successfully rescue Ling Shuanghe and Ling Yuxun, the grandparent and grandchild. Even if that would be considered a great success, as long as they could safely bring them back to China, it would be a victory. However, everyone knew that it wouldn’t be an easy task. The bloody and deadly battle had not even begun.

Along the way, apart from three fighter jets and two armored tanks they initially encountered attacking them, there were no other assaults afterward. Despite comforting themselves that the American government was underestimating their strength, and had only beefed up the defenses of the Ling family’s estate, waiting for them to engage in a life-and-death battle there, everyone knew that the mission this time was incredibly challenging. They had only just reached the outskirts of New York City and had already been attacked. If another assault came, would it be that simple?

"I wonder where big brother went? I always feel like danger is everywhere," Hu Long said as he looked around.

"Big brother must be fine. His combat prowess is unfathomable. I think he must be off handling some important business. What we need to do now is follow big brother’s orders, quickly reach the Ling family’s estate, and whether we sneak in or barge in, we must get inside as soon as possible to protect Ling Shuanghe and Ling Yuxun. We can’t let them face danger again," Lin Duan said after some thought.

"That’s right. With the Ling family moving back to develop within the country, the national authorities are also taking it very seriously. Moreover, Ling Yuxun has grown up with big brother since they were kids, which is the most important reason for big brother to come to New York. I heard big brother say that this time the Ling family wants to move back to develop inside the country and that apart from Ling Shuanghe and his son Ling Yue, who were on the same page, the rest of the Ling family members prefer to stay and develop in America, as the American government has promised them generous terms," Bao Tianglong chimed in.

"A bunch of people who idolize foreign things over their own, a bunch of so-called patriots without true loyalty. We are only here to rescue Ling Shuanghe and Ling Yuxun, the others don’t concern us!" Li San said with obvious annoyance.

"You guys are really too nervous. Given our strength, those American soldiers aren’t our match. Even if they deploy the Marine Corps, it will all be in vain. One with the left hand, one with the right, snap their necks; they’re no match for us," Wang Jie, who had been itching for a fight from the start and had no chance to make a move, was now eager for the American government to send someone after them.

"We still can’t afford to be careless. America has been dominating the world for so many years because they are stronger in various aspects than other countries. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be where they are. I’ve heard that there are three major military bases in New York, America, and their military strength is very formidable. Moreover, there are some powerful Superpower Users in America with abilities beyond imagination," Zhang Tian couldn’t help but caution everyone.

"Psh, powerful Superpower Users? Are they as powerful as big brother’s Superpower Skill? Three big military bases, if I get the chance, I’ll destroy all of them!" Wang Jie scoffed.

Everyone was at a loss with Wang Jie; the guy was powerful and belligerent. Now, Bao Tianglong and Li San were starting to feel a headache, finally understanding why Ye Tianchen didn’t want Wang Jie to come to America at the start. The mission they were on was fraught with difficulties, with outcomes unknown. It would not be an easy task to bring back Ling Shuanghe and Ling Yuxun from New York to China, even for a group of people each with formidable strength. One had to be cautious. If Huaxia had strong Ancient Martial Sect experts and Superpower Users, didn’t America have them too? Some things had to be viewed objectively and fairly; otherwise, you could end up paying with your life.

"Hey, Wang Jie, don’t rush ahead, stay with the main group!"

In the blink of an eye, Wang Jie had already sped ahead on his motorbike. Lin Duan promptly shouted after him, only to realize that he couldn’t stop Wang Jie at all. The reason why Wang Jie had come to New York wasn’t to flirt with blonde beauties; the demand for blonde beauties was high, and ordinary Huaxia men couldn’t supply enough. More importantly, America’s blonde beauties were not as charming as the radiant girls back in Huaxia.

Wang Jie was essentially here seeking combat. After traveling for several hours without getting a chance to fight, he couldn’t wait any longer, wanting to reach the Ling family’s estate and snap the necks of those American soldiers, one by one. As a war enthusiast, not being able to fight was more painful to him than being killed!

Seeing that Wang Jie had suddenly taken off like a wild horse that couldn’t be stopped, and was furiously racing forward, Bao Tianglong and Li San anxiously accelerated to catch up. Ye Tianchen had entrusted the team to the two of them, so they had to take responsibility. Besides, in a situation rife with crisis, where a powerful attack might occur at any moment, no one dared to lower their guard.

"Wang Jie, don’t screw around!" Bao Tianglong throttled up and quickly caught up, shouting ahead.

"Relax, didn’t you see the small town up ahead? I’m going over for a bottle of liquor first, then I’ll wait for you guys. Take your time..."

Ye Tianchen’s fear had finally materialized: after he left, Wang Jie’s impulsive sickness acted up again. Bao Tianglong and Li San simply couldn’t control him. Since he rode a motorcycle alone, while Bao Tianglong and the others were paired up on their bikes, it was impossible for them to catch up with Wang Jie’s speed. It seemed that back when they chose motorcycles, Wang Jie insisted on riding solo, which was clearly premeditated. He just didn’t dare to act rashly while Ye Tianchen was around. Now that Ye Tianchen had headed off to Little Corner Mountain and wasn’t on the same route anymore, Wang Jie suddenly stopped worrying.

"This kid..."

"Acting impulsively again..."

Li San and Bao Tianglong were both speechless. Wang Jie was quite impulsive—it might seem normal at times, but once he thought of fighting, he would lose control. His formidable strength, all that violent energy with nowhere to vent, was why Wang Jie was prone to impulsiveness. If it weren’t for this, he would already be the boss of the Thirteen Heavenly Kings, and there would be no need for Wuxue to help him manage them. Ye Tianchen would have more important tasks for Wuxue to handle.

Riding the motorcycle, Wang Jie pushed the throttle to its limit because he saw a small town ahead with some lights shining, apparently offering beer at night. There hadn’t been a single decent fight along the way, and his throat was parched; grabbing a few bottles of beer seemed like a great idea.

When Wang Jie drove into the town, he found it to be decrepit and eerily quiet, as though deserted. Yet, right up ahead, there were lights—a bar. The English name of the bar was beyond Wang Jie’s comprehension, but without a second thought, he drove up to the entrance. Getting off his bike, he strode right in.

"Waitress, waitress, bring on the beer!" Wang Jie bellowed in authentic Mandarin, completely clueless in English. Among the group, it was Bao Tianglong who was the most proficient in English. After all, he had served as the chief steward for the Liu family in Washington for many years. Knowing English was essential; otherwise, if people couldn’t understand you, you couldn’t get anything done.

He picked a seat at random and sat down. Despite his shouting, no one paid him any attention. The small bar was almost desolate. Was it already closed? Then why hadn’t they locked up?

Just as Wang Jie was about to leave, a woman emerged from behind some curtains. She was very dark-skinned, the kind that instantly reminded one of Africa. However, she wore a red miniskirt so short that her black thong was visible, and her body—especially her swaying buttocks—provided quite a visual impact, leaving rough guys like Wang Jie feeling parched.

"May I ask what you’d like to drink?" The woman in the red miniskirt, speaking perfect Mandarin, asked Wang Jie.

"You can speak Chinese?" Wang Jie asked, somewhat surprised.

"It’s quite normal. How could a woman in our line of work, dealing in all sorts of trade, attract customers without knowing a few languages?" the woman in the red miniskirt replied with a smile as she looked at Wang Jie.

"Bring me two cases of beer, please. Some friends of mine will be joining soon!" Wang Jie said.

"Sure, no problem!"

Watching the woman in the red miniskirt sashay her visible thong-covered buttocks back behind the curtains, Wang Jie waited comfortably. What he didn’t know was that outside the bar, the doors had already been quietly shut. Bao Tianglong, Lin Duan, Hu Long, Li San, Zhang Tian, and Zhang Di had already arrived outside the establishment, only to find themselves surrounded by nearly fifty people wearing helmets and camouflaged military uniforms, all armed with submachine guns aimed at them. The woman in the red miniskirt who had served Wang Jie stood in front of them.

"Welcome, dear guests, to New York. I serve under Libi of Military Base No. 13. This is a desolate town, which also makes it the perfect place to offer gifts to travelers from afar. We hope you like them and enjoy your time here," said the voluptuous woman in the miniskirt, speaking fluent Mandarin, with a lascivious and malicious grin on her face. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to cast your recommendation vote and monthly vote on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)