The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 264 - 270: Sacred Weapon Descends from Heaven

Chapter 264: Chapter 270: Sacred Weapon Descends from Heaven

By past eight o’clock, James Brown still hadn’t returned, so Emma Campbell had to leave his house and took a bus to go back to school. But after she got off the bus, still a few hundred meters away from the school, a man stopped her.

Upon seeing this man, Emma’s face turned pale with fright because it was the same person who had been with James Brown.

John Smith had seen Emma Campbell today and was attracted by her beauty and temperament. This guy was lustful, always couldn’t stay away from women, and seeing someone like Emma made him want to take her for himself, so he had been following her the whole day, while Emma was lost in her thoughts and did not notice someone was stalking her.

"Little sister, we meet again." John Smith looked at Emma dreamily, liking her more and more, at that moment he really wished he could drag her home and push her onto the bed.

Emma nervously clutched her chest, stuttering, "I... I don’t know you."

"You may not know me, but isn’t there a saying, ’Once a stranger, twice an acquaintance’? Let me introduce myself, I am John Smith, a businessman, I make a few hundred thousand a year, and I can make even more in the future. If you follow me, I will never let you suffer," as he spoke, John Smith couldn’t control himself and reached out to grab Emma’s arm.

Emma hurriedly stepped back to avoid John Smith’s hand, urgently saying, "Don’t touch me, I have a boyfriend."

"Heh, I know you have a boyfriend, but what can he do? With just one word from me, your boyfriend would have to obediently leave you. Do you know what I do? I’m from the streets, I can easily bring together a dozen of my boys."

Emma looked around, it was already completely dark, and although it wasn’t too far from the school’s main gate, it wasn’t close either. The main issue was that there were no people around, even if she screamed for help, there was probably no one to hear.

Although Emma usually appeared very delicate, she wasn’t clueless at this moment. She clenched her fists and said boldly, "You better not mess around, I’m telling you, my boyfriend is no simple man, if you touch me, he will not let you off."

"Is that so? I really don’t believe that. In YODC City, I, John Smith, have never been afraid of anyone." Actually speaking plainly, John Smith wasn’t that formidable, but in front of a girl he fancied, he naturally spouted nonsense. Of course, he didn’t believe Emma’s boyfriend was anyone significant.

While talking, he pressed closer to Emma, determined that he must possess her today.

"Don’t come any closer, I’m telling you, my boyfriend will definitely not let you go," Emma backed away while trying to scare John Smith, but it seemed to have no effect.

"Even if your boyfriend is formidable, I still want to taste what you are like. I love gentle and weak girls like you the most, hehe, don’t worry, I will be very gentle and my skills are good, I’ll let you experience what true comfort is."

"Shameless!" Emma’s face flushed red, and she screamed angrily.

"Haha, when we are on the bed, you’ll realize that shamelessness is the most delightful," John Smith laughed heartily and suddenly dashed forward when Emma was unprepared, grasping her arm.

"Let go of me! Help!" Emma screamed in fear, but there was no one around, her cries didn’t help at all, and though John Smith looked thin and frail, his strength was indeed not small compared to hers, even as she struggled fiercely, she couldn’t break free from his grasp, but she didn’t let him touch any other parts of her body.

However, continuing like this, she was bound to be overwhelmed by John Smith sooner or later, which filled her with unspeakable sorrow. She had always intended to save her purity for James Brown, but now it was going to be ruined by this man. If it really happened, how could she face James Brown? Filled with grief and anger, Emma had made a decision—if John Smith really intended to defile her, she would fight to the death and would not let him take advantage easily. Even if she died, she would preserve her chastity for James Brown, not letting it be tarnished by this scoundrel.

Just when Emma felt she was running out of strength, suddenly she heard a furious shout near her ear: "Let her go!"

Upon hearing that voice, Emma doubted she was dreaming because it was James Brown.

Then she knew she wasn’t dreaming because James Brown had already kicked the man to the ground, and his strong arms were tightly embracing her.

"Emma, are you alright?" James Brown hugged her very tightly, but his tone was very gentle.

"Big Brother Brown!" Emma raised her head, looking at the face that she couldn’t stop thinking about every day, and her eyes instantly started to overflow with tears.

"Don’t cry, Big Brother Brown will stand up for you," James Brown patted Emma’s shoulder, a fierce look on his face as he glowered at John Smith who was trying to get up.

Emma suddenly remembered something, quickly grabbing James Brown’s arm, urgently saying, "Big Brother Brown, this..."

"No worries, I know." James Brown gently smiled, hugging Emma Campbell as he approached John Smith, who had just stood up, and kicked him back down to the ground.

"Fuck!" John Smith clutched his stomach, glaring fiercely at James Brown. He was about to curse when he suddenly found James somewhat familiar, reminding him of another James Brown he had worked with before, and he paused.

"You trash, daring to touch my girlfriend, are you seeking death?" James Brown stood his ground, staring down John Smith fiercely.

John Smith hesitated, then said, "Mr. Lee, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstand your mother’s head, now is not the time to try to relate to me, I must skin you alive."

James Brown’s tone was completely different from the one that John Smith had met during the day, and James also revealed his true youthful self, which finally made John Smith realize this wasn’t the James he knew. He also understood why Emma mistook him; they indeed looked somewhat alike.

"Since I don’t know you," John Smith got angry, "Kid, dare to touch me again and see, I’ll immediately find ten or eight guys to hack you up."

James Brown scoffed, "Ten or eight guys? Bring them on. Even Brother Bob wouldn’t dare to mess with me, and you think I’d be scared of a nobody like you?"

John Smith was startled; as a smuggler, he certainly mingled in the underworld. Though Brother Bob wasn’t a smuggler, he knew of him and his capabilities far exceeded his. James Brown knew Brother Bob and even talked big, implying he was even tougher. He felt even more insignificant in front of James.

"Kid, you have two choices: either you cut off the hand you used to grab my girlfriend yourself, or I will hack it off for you." James Brown gritted his teeth fiercely, the chilling words seeming to squeeze through his teeth.

Robert Mitchell shivered in fear, thinking how ruthless this was. At this point, even if James had no backing, just with those kicks, beating him up was all too easy. He immediately knelt down, pleading with a pained expression, "Big Brother, I was blind and failed to recognize a great man; I was seduced by lust, please consider this as nothing happened."

"You think that’s a good idea, harassing my girlfriend and just letting you go like that?"

"No, no." John Smith quickly pulled out all his money from his pocket, about over 1400 dollars, a benefit he received after James made a deposit earlier, "Big Brother, this money is to calm my sister-in-law’s nerves. Please forgive my foolish acts and don’t stoop to a worthless person’s level like me."

"Smart of you." James Brown unapologetically took the money, John Smith immediately felt relieved. Money was something he could earn back, but if he lost his hands, he’d be finished.

"Then I’ll just cripple one hand." James Brown reached out and grabbed John Smith’s right hand; with a twist, John Smith screamed like a slaughtered pig.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, no, it hurts! Please spare me, Big Brother, I’ll do whatever you say, just don’t cripple my hand."

Emma Campbell gently tugged at James Brown’s arm and whispered, "Big Brother Lee, let it go, he didn’t do anything to me, please..."

Immediately, John Smith grasped onto this lifeline, pleading, "Sister-in-law, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, I didn’t know you were Big Brother’s girlfriend, I promise I won’t do it again, please let me go."

Emma, being kind-hearted, seeing John Smith’s miserable state, felt compassion and pleaded with James.

James couldn’t stand Emma’s pleading look, and since he didn’t genuinely intend to harm John Smith too harshly, considering Emma was just frightened and this guy was still an important figure in the smuggling case, he snorted coldly, kicking John Smith so hard that he flipped in the air, his face smashing into the ground.

John Smith got up, spitting out a few teeth. Teeth could be replaced, but a severed hand couldn’t be reattached. He quickly turned, his mouth bloody, bowing and scraping, thanking "Big Brother, thank you, Big Brother."

James Brown glared, barking, "Get lost. If I ever see you again, I’ll beat you every time."

"Yes, yes!" John Smith ran off in a hurry, too terrified to even fart.

At that moment, Emma hugged James from behind, sobbing, "Big Brother Lee, Emma thought she could never face you again, thank goodness you came."

"You silly girl!" James Brown held Emma Campbell’s hand, saying with affection, "I let you be wronged, come on, James will take you back to school."