The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 209: Kicking Skills

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Kicking Skills

"Who are you trying to scare? Even Brother Bob behaves himself in front of him. Do you really think Brother Bob is some small fry? You really have no idea what you’re getting yourselves into. You’re as good as dead!" Lily Johnson simply couldn’t believe Sarah Grandy’s words, or rather, she didn’t want to believe them. She had managed to get close to Michael Johnson, of course she hoped that Michael Johnson would be stronger than Sarah Grandy’s people. She couldn’t accept that the person Sarah Grandy found could possibly be stronger than her.

Sarah Grandy could already see through Michael Johnson’s expression. She curled her lips and said with even more confidence, "Believe it or not, it’s up to you. Go ahead and seek revenge if you want. We’ll see who ends up at a loss."

Lily Johnson screamed, "I think you’re just bluffing here! Honey, call some people right now, chop this guy up, and take the girl away. Play with her however you want—I’ll join you in the fun."

Michael Johnson himself was startled by Sarah Grandy’s words, but after a thorough thought, he realized that although Brother Bob was not a top-tier big shot in YODC City, certainly not just anyone could handle him. If there was someone who could make Brother Bob behave, he’d probably know them. But the guy who hit him, dressed in ordinary clothes and looking strong, was definitely not someone he recognized, nor had he heard of any high officials parachuting into YODC City recently. It couldn’t be some official’s son.

So at this moment, he immediately thought that Sarah Grandy was bluffing. Anger flared up in his heart once more, and he glared fiercely at James Brown, gritting his teeth as he said, "Kid, if you have the guts, don’t leave."

But James Brown was too lazy to bother with such people. With a nonchalant smile, he said, "I don’t have to prove whether I have guts to you, and whether I’m here or not is none of your business. If you have the guts to keep me here, good for you. If not, stop your useless yapping."

"Wow, uncle, you are so majestic and domineering. I really love you to death." Seeing James like this, Sarah Grandy exclaimed excitedly and then leaped up, wrapping her arms around James Brown’s neck and planting a kiss on his face.

James Brown was caught off guard by Sarah Grandy’s surprise move. But in front of others, he didn’t want to embarrass her, so he patted Sarah Grandy’s bottom and told her to get down.

Sarah Grandy affectionately linked arms with James Brown, cocked her head at Lily Johnson with a smug look, and said, "Bye-bye now, dare to stop us?"

At this point, Michael Johnson was so furious he felt like his lungs were about to explode. He had monopolized a passenger transport route, something he had fought for. Hence, he still had quite a few brothers under him, but distant water can’t quench near thirst. With just him alone, it was definitely impossible to stop James Brown.

"Boss Johnson, got a new chick again, huh?" A gloating voice came from behind James Brown, accompanied by a clamor of messy footsteps.

Michael Johnson looked at these people and was instantly overjoyed. He recognized a few of them. Even though they weren’t his own henchmen, they had connections. He called out loudly, "Austin Henderson, this kid just hit me. Beat him up for me!"

Those guys immediately surrounded James Brown and Sarah Grandy. The one called Austin Henderson was a young man in his mid-twenties, broad and imposing. He looked intimidating and said leisurely to James Brown, "Kid, you’ve got guts, daring to hit Boss Johnson. You must be tired of living."

Now, Michael Johnson’s confidence was fully restored. Standing behind Austin Henderson, he cursed James Brown, "Fuck your grandmother, dare to hit me? I’ll bash you up so bad even your grandma won’t recognize you!"

Lily Johnson sneered, "Charlotte, this is all your doing. If you’re smart now, come over to Boss Johnson obediently, or else you won’t have a good time later."

But instead of being afraid, Sarah Grandy was greatly excited by this. Her face was even glowing with exhilaration. She completely ignored Lily Johnson’s words and looked at James Brown with starry eyes, saying, "Uncle, it’s up to you now."

James Brown laughed heartily and replied, "No problem."

James Brown and Sarah Grandy were far too composed, which made Michael Johnson feel a little uneasy. But there were eight of them against one James. There was no way they couldn’t beat him. He immediately said loudly, "Guys, take this guy down for me. Tonight at Seafood Town, it’s on me. Eat all you want."

These guys were mostly layabouts. Even if they went to Seafood Town, they would only order some common seafood. But going with Michael Johnson meant they could eat whatever they wanted. Immediately, they all howled excitedly and swarmed towards James Brown.

Though these men were a bit stronger than the average hoodlum, they were still far too weak in front of James Brown. But James Brown didn’t want to show off his Martial Arts Skills too much, so he just dodged and weaved through the eight men, letting them miss their hits while also dishing out a few hits of his own—either aiming for the eyes or a slap on the face. He couldn’t let them lose their ability to fight right away, but he made sure they had a hard time.

The last time Sarah Grandy encountered thugs, she only saw James Brown easily take them down without being in the fray. But this time, she was right in the midst of the fight. At first, she was a little scared, but after a little while, she hadn’t been hit once, which naturally boosted her courage. Seeing James Brown occasionally land sneaky attacks, she also picked up the trick. Her small fists also began greeting the opponents now and then.

"Silly girl, that’s not how you punch. You need to avoid hitting their bones, otherwise your hands will hurt."

"You don’t hit hard enough; punching someone in the arm won’t make them feel pain. If you’re going to hit, you’ve got to go for the eye sockets, nose—but not the mouth, because you might accidentally hit their teeth and easily break your hand." While speaking, James Brown landed another punch right into a guy’s eye socket, causing the fellow’s eyes to see stars.

Sarah Grandy, never having hit anyone before in her life, found the sensation of her fist connecting with someone quite thrilling and exciting. The exhilarating feeling made her throw punches with such joy. Although not very strong, her small fists, just as James Brown advised, struck the eye sockets and noses, which was indeed very uncomfortable for the recipients.

"Right, uncle, would kicking the nuts be more effective?" Sarah Grandy still had the wherewithal to ask such a question.

James Brown burst into laughter and said, "Of course, but isn’t it a bit underhanded for a little girl like you to kick someone’s nuts?"

"No worries, no worries, as long as it feels great to hit." Sarah Grandy giggled, eyeing a guy’s groin and swiftly kicked between his legs.

That guy had already been on guard after overhearing the conversation, but even though he clearly saw Sarah Grandy facing him, he somehow failed to dodge in time, and her foot landed squarely on his nuts.

"Ouch!" This was definitely more intense than a punch to the eye socket or nose. The groins being so fragile, even a weak force from Sarah Grandy caused that guy to howl in pain. Clutching at himself, his body curled up like a shrimp and he collapsed to the ground.

"Oh yeah!" Having knocked down a man with a single kick, Sarah Grandy shouted excitedly, her eyes gleaming as she scanned her surroundings, ready for the next opportunity to strike.

"Ouch!"

"Oh yeah!"

Accompanied by another agonized howl and Sarah Grandy’s excited cheer, yet another guy received a swift kick to his nuts.

Michael Johnson was originally full of confidence, but although eight people ganged up on James Brown and it looked lively, they weren’t gaining the upper hand. The ones screaming in pain were his guys, and that little girl would even occasionally let out a joyful laugh like the ringing of bells. This wasn’t a fight; it seemed more like they were playing a game.

Austin Henderson and his buddies were feeling incredibly frustrated at this point. Eight of them attacking just two, and yet they couldn’t land a hit. Even on the rare occasions they did hit James Brown, it was like punching iron; not only did it not harm him, but their own fists throbbed with pain.

If they couldn’t hit, then they could only be hit. James Brown, the man, rarely needed to step in at this point, but that little girl’s attacks were utterly ruthless. With a simple extension of her leg, she had them all trembling in fear, legs clenched together, hands guarding their groins, scared to end up like their now crumpled mates.

Eight on two, this sort of group fight would normally be a cakewalk, just swarm in and the opponent would be down, ready for a beating. But today shattered all their expectations; they realized that even eight on two could end disastrously.

In the midst of this, James Brown casually lit up a cigarette, puffing away while weaving through the crowd with Sarah Grandy. He was just ensuring she didn’t get hit, not even bothering to counterattack himself. Sarah Grandy, now without any concerns for her safety, fought with even more confidence and ease.

"Lily Johnson, tell me, do you think your uncle is better, or is mine?" Sarah Grandy suddenly shouted at Lily Johnson.

Lily Johnson was utterly dumbfounded by now. She’d never have imagined something like this unfolding. She understood it wasn’t that Sarah Grandy was very skilled; it was all James Brown. But she wasn’t willing to concede, snorting, she said, "Your uncle can only fight a bit, what’s so great about that? Does he have as much money as Boss Johnson?"

"What good is money anyhow? If he’s brave enough, let him come and fight, see if I don’t kick his nuts till they burst."

Michael Johnson subconsciously tightened his legs together, realizing he wouldn’t be able to regain his pride today. With a snort, he said, "Kid, remember this, it’s not over yet." Turning around, he got into his Q5. Lily Johnson knew Sarah Grandy, so it wouldn’t be hard to find James Brown; it would be easy to seek revenge on James Brown later.

He just couldn’t believe that, with his years of experience in YODC City, he wouldn’t be able to handle a young man like James Brown. He vowed to return the humiliation he endured today twofold.