Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 526 - 505: Defying Superstition

Chapter 526: Chapter 505: Defying Superstition

Glakov said he was going to make a move, and his body started to lean back. The next step, he would either stand up, draw his gun, or throw a punch. In any case, there’s no need for idle talk; just start the fight.

When Glakov said he was going to act, the people he brought along immediately assumed a stance as if they were ready to strike.

Direct is truly direct, but how can they act now?

The timing is not ripe.

Gao Yi wanted both, but he didn’t want to sacrifice his life for an old grudge. Counting one by one, everyone in this garden was an elite, every single one of them, and they shouldn’t die in meaningless affairs like this.

"Don’t move!"

Gao Yi immediately spoke up, saying a sentence, then looking at Yuri.

Yuri didn’t know what Gao Yi wanted to do, but since Gao Yi said not to move, naturally, they couldn’t start fighting.

"Don’t rush."

Yuri said slowly to Glakov, making a calming gesture with his hand, then continued with a calm expression, "So many years have passed; there’s no need to rush to fight as soon as we meet."

Glakov seemed surprised that Yuri still had the leisure to chat. He sat up straight and said in a deep voice, "Is there anything left to say between us?"

This wasn’t Gao Yi’s stage; he had nothing to say, and he didn’t know the relationship between Glakov and Yuri, nor what had happened in the past, so he couldn’t steer the conversation.

Yuri said calmly, "There’s indeed nothing much to say about the past. Saying you betrayed the Soviet Union doesn’t have much meaning either, but your betrayal led to the failure of our mission, causing many deaths. This, we have to discuss. I really don’t understand, why did you do it?"

Glakov chuckled coldly and said, "Betrayal? No, not betrayal, just to thwart your plot."

Yuri whispered, "Look at Russia now, do you regret it?"

Glakov was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I don’t care if Russia is a superpower or not, I just want fairness!"

"Did you get the fairness you wanted? You did get a handsome reward, but was it really fair?"

Glakov pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "There is no real fairness in this world."

The dialogue between Yuri and Glakov was too abstract. If one wasn’t a witness to those events, they wouldn’t understand.

No one cared about their mental journey. Gao Yi only cared about when he could make a move.

Now there were enough spectators, the Inner Five Permanent were all gathered, facing Russia’s strongest force. If the timing was right, Gao Yi would have pulled out the hammer and started smashing long ago. There was no patience for listening to Yuri and Glakov’s idle chatter.

Gao Yi’s eyes glanced outside.

There was no movement outside the restaurant.

Glakov said to Yuri in a deep voice, "Back then, I wanted to kill you, but I had no chance. You got into prison, and then you gained attention by betraying your colleagues. Yuri, I don’t care what you want to do, or how you want to do it. If you dare to come, I’ll kill you directly, even at a great cost."

Yuri smiled.

Glakov turned his head in disgust to look at Gao Yi, then looked back at Yuri and said, "Do you think you have a chance to kill me just with an assassin?"

Yuri thought for a moment and said, "I thought I had a chance before, now I’m not so sure."

Glakov smiled slightly and said, "Hammer God, huh, huh huh, I really want to laugh. You think you became Hammer God by smashing a French thug, an African black guy? You made MI6 in London quite embarrassed, but why didn’t you use a hammer in London?"

Glakov then turned to look at Gao Yi with puzzlement and said, "How dare you? Do you really think everyone in this world is on the same level as a warlord in the African rainforest?"

His disdain was written all over his face. Glakov was extremely confident, so he had extreme contempt for Gao Yi with a hammer at his waist.

Actually, Glakov’s words made sense. Comparing Glou with those bodyguards was an insult to Glou. Comparing Glou with the ragtag soldiers surrounding an African warlord was an insult to Gao Yi. Anyone who thought this way had a definite defect in their intelligence.

Gao Yi didn’t know what to say. He couldn’t exactly claim he was invincible.

Seeing Gao Yi look speechless, Glakov shook his head, then said impatiently, "I’m right here, now, I’ll give you the chance to take out the hammer and see if you have the skills to smash my head."

As long as Gao Yi made a move, that would certainly be the beginning of a big brawl.

Gao Yi scratched his head. He thought for a moment and said, "Actually..."

Everyone was waiting to hear what Gao Yi was going to say next.

But Gao Yi suddenly dropped his shoulder and leaned toward the person standing next to him.

Good at using a hammer, but not only using a hammer.

Gao Yi was curious about when he got the reputation of only using a hammer.

Come on, using a hammer was only because dealing with enemies in heavy armor with helmets was really tricky, so he used a hammer, a weapon specifically for breaking heavy armor.

But when it really came to fighting, did Gao Yi have to use a hammer?

Close in, engage in close combat, this was indeed an effective way to handle countering hammer weapons.

But the problem was, Gao Yi was a master at close combat!

Compared to Glou, who were indeed considered fighting experts, Gao Yi was practically their living ancestor.

Glakov made a big mistake in perception, a perception error that led to catastrophic consequences.

Iron Mountain Lean, also known as Mountain Clinging.

Shoulder to shoulder, less than ten centimeters of power distance, at this distance there was no one in the world who could match Gao Yi.

Pulling into position, swinging a full punch at the punching target, Gao Yi might not even match the strongman Glakov specifically selected to counter him.

For example, this strongman could punch with 800 kilograms of force, while Gao Yi could only punch with 500 kilograms.

But this close lean allowed Gao Yi to exert 500 kilograms, while his opponent couldn’t even exert 100 kilograms. That’s the gap, that’s the difference.

Silently, explosively gaining power, the strongman next to Gao Yi was certainly skilled in close combat and grappling.

As Gao Yi rotated and leaned, the strongman next to him was sent flying.

Glakov’s eyes widened instantly because Gao Yi’s action and the outcome were beyond his understanding.

But Glakov was also a master. At the moment Gao Yi was leaning, the master Glakov carefully selected was silently sent flying with his feet off the ground, so Glakov suddenly flipped the table.

The table started flipping towards Yuri, but Yuri slammed his arms on the tabletop, forcing the table back down.

Glakov flipped the table, Yuri pressed it down, Gao Yi jumped over it.

After shoulder-checking the master beside him, Gao Yi didn’t take a detour. He chose a route that was actually more time-consuming to attack.

Gao Yi could have directly attacked Glakov from one side, but he jumped on the table because he found that Glakov was truly the most skilled opponent he’d ever encountered in his life.

Flipping the table, swinging the chair.

Glakov was surprised by Gao Yi’s attack style. He didn’t know why his subordinate was sent flying. But at the moment Gao Yi made a move, Glakov didn’t choose to draw his gun, nor did he punch over the table. Instead, he first flipped the table while simultaneously grabbing one side of the chair back with his right arm and swung it horizontally.

His strength was immense, and the force with which he swung the chair horizontally was formidable.

Gao Yi wasn’t the type to take attacks head-on with his body, so attacking from one side would completely lose the opportunity to get close to Glakov.

Glakov retreated while his men drew their guns, entering a shooting rhythm.

Gao Yi didn’t give Glakov a chance to open up the distance, and while swinging the chair delivered a powerful blow, it didn’t allow for a change of tactics mid-move.

Jumping on the table, then leaping over the chair sweeping across the tabletop, Gao Yi directly lunged towards Glakov’s head.

Sacrificing oneself with no thought of retreat, the aim was to get next to Glakov and fight close-range.

But Glakov’s reaction once again exceeded Gao Yi’s expectations.

Glakov let go, throwing the chair he’d swung halfway through.

Yuri pressed the table down, then directly dived underneath.

The chair swung 270 degrees and flew towards Lucy.

Without the chair, Glakov became much more agile. Although he couldn’t immediately move his feet, he shook off the stagnation from wielding a heavy weapon.

Exceeding the limits of Russian-style combat or even the entire Western fighting system.

But it was useless, Gao Yi was beyond the current era’s fighting systems.

Landing, face-to-face with Glakov.

Glakov half-turned, and Gao Yi landed behind his right arm, the side that had just thrown the chair.

A backhand swing could knock Gao Yi down, but Glakov didn’t have the ability to ignore the laws of physics. He overused the move.

Landing and exerting force, Gao Yi leaned again.

Gao Yi lowered his left shoulder, and as Glakov’s elbow was about to hit his face, he lowered his shoulder and exerted force, shouting a command.

"Ha!"

The sound came from the dantian.

But Glakov turned around, and Gao Yi’s lean missed.

Glakov was truly formidable, genuinely formidable. He transcended many limitations of modern fighting skills.

Glakov’s left elbow swung over.

Glakov didn’t forcibly retract his power; he spun around, bending his left elbow, swinging it toward Gao Yi’s neck. This move not only avoided Gao Yi’s shoulder strike but also counter-attacked smoothly.

Gao Yi’s head wasn’t so hard that it could withstand this elbow.

But when Gao Yi’s shoulder strike missed, his open left arm pulled aside his clothes.

How could Gao Yi execute one move at a time? He had been executing a smooth combo from the start.

As Glakov’s elbow was about to hit Gao Yi’s chin, Gao Yi’s hammer finally came down.

With a thud, a hammer appeared atop the head of Glakov, who was half-turned with the back of his head facing Gao Yi.

With a lean and a tilt, Gao Yi barely avoided Glakov’s desperate elbow, but Glakov couldn’t avoid Gao Yi’s hammer.

Even an immortal couldn’t escape a hammer.

Even an immortal can’t avoid this hammer.

The octagonal hammer smashed into Glakov’s head, and that was the consequence of not believing in it.