Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Through clenched teeth, Harden spat out a remark, full of menace.

"Kneel or not? If not, you'll die!"

Everyone remained silent, yet stood tall, refusing to retreat or kneel.

Bang! Bang!

Harden fired two more shots, shattering the knees of a frail man on the left side.

The stubborn Chinese worker clung to a nearby street tree, his body trembling violently.

Harden hadn't expected these people to be so unyielding.

Infuriated, he rushed over and kicked the frail Chinese worker in the abdomen.

The man groaned in pain, clutching his stomach, yet clung tightly to the street tree with both hands.

His knees, now utterly misshapen, dragged on the ground, but he still refused to kneel.

Harden intensified his efforts, kicking the frail man like a mad dog, trying to subdue him.

The other Chinese workers remained silent, but each of their eyes burned with suppressed rage.

At that moment, a mischievous voice resounded.

"Damn, coming to Yihabadun to see such trash, what bad luck."

A Leopard-like figure suddenly appeared on Harden's left side.

With a splendid whip kick, the figure struck Harden's neck.

Bang!

Harden's neck seemed to have taken a hit from a heavy axe.

His neck bone fractured and twisted, and his whole body flew backward as if hit by a bull.

In tremendous shock, Harden's mouth spewed fresh blood.

He struggled to reach for his gun, but the man briskly strode over.

His high military boots stomped on Harden's left forearm, grinding it forcefully.

Ah!

Harden let out a scream of agony.

The man's foot crushed his left forearm's flesh and bone into pulp.

The man showed no mercy, pressing down with force, crippling Harden's limbs in an instant.

Harden's hands and feet were mangled and his joints shattered.

Harden howled like a slaughtered pig, the piercing scream filled with endless pain, chilling everyone.

Li Jianguo propped himself up and looked toward the street.

A group of unruly guys stood there with cold stares.

Each of them had a cigarette in their mouth, exhibiting a cynical demeanor.

Strangely, these seemingly unkempt individuals made Li Jianguo's skin crawl and his heart contract.

His back felt chilled as if he was witnessing a pack of fierce wolves.

The man who had stomped Harden's left arm had muscles that gleamed darkly under his military vest.

The muscles on his shoulders bulged, brimming with explosive strength.

This group was the Changfeng Squad, with the first to act being Long Xia, who was like a Black Panther.

Yang Fei had led the Changfeng Squad into Yihabadun City and witnessed the scene.

The Changfeng Squad was furious, and the hot-tempered Long Xia acted immediately.

In a flash, Harden was crippled, and the other members of the Bald Party finally came to their senses, each raising an automatic rifle, ready to shoot.

However, at that moment, two hawk-like figures darted into the group of the Bald Party.

Countless flashes of cold light appeared, like a tornado sweeping through.

These two were Three Swords and Fan Yi.

Both were adept with blades, and as Core Formation to Divine Communication Great Grandmasters, they wielded their knives with swift and unpredictable finesse.

Ordinary people couldn't even see their movements clearly.

Amidst cries of agony, the tendons of the left hands holding guns of over a dozen Bald Party members were swiftly severed by Fan Yi and Three Swords, causing AK47 rifles to fall to the ground.

The group clutched their bloody arms, collapsing to the ground with screams.

Fan Yi and Three Swords simultaneously sheathed their blades.

With a rare smile on his handsome face, Fan Yi extended his left hand, showing five fingers, then flipped them over for another gesture.

Three Swords smiled slightly and gave Fan Yi a thumbs-up.

During this attack, Fan Yi managed to sever the tendons of ten people's arms and legs, while Three Swords only managed nine.

This indicated that Fan Yi, being determined and diligent, had surpassed Three Swords in sword techniques and speed.

Fan Yi was a Martial Artist who matured late, but his growth after Core Formation was astonishingly rapid.

All of this happened very suddenly, starting and ending in an instant.

Once the Bald Party was subdued, the group of Chinese workers finally responded.

Seeing the familiar black hair, yellow skin, and black eyes, Li Jianguo exclaimed in disbelief.

"It's the Huaxia people, the Huaxia Peacekeeping Force has come to save us."

"No, these guys are way more powerful than ordinary soldiers, almost god-like in strength and speed."

"Never mind who they are, they're definitely Huaxia people, blow away these bastards!"

...

The Chinese workers, who were ensnared in fear, were overjoyed, feeling resurrected with joy, making their eyes turn red.

In the distance, Yang Fei walked over casually, gesturing to the group of Chinese workers.

"Hello, compatriots, you've been frightened."

Seeing his lazy yet extremely warm smile, all the Chinese workers choked up.

This rescue and greeting from the relatives in their homeland caused those bullied Chinese workers to shed tears.

With support from two other workers, Li Jianguo stood up, walked to Yang Fei, and extended his hand.

"Brothers, thank you so much, otherwise we would've died here today."

Seeing his smashed knees, Yang Fei frowned and immediately backed him up.

"We're all Huaxia people, couldn't just stand by and watch. By the way, why were these bastards troubling you?"

Li Jianguo briefly recounted the incident.

The more Yang Fei listened, the more shocked he became, interrupting before Li Jianguo finished.

"Where's the girl you rescued?"

Li Jianguo waved his hand, and four or five workers in the nine o'clock direction stepped aside.

On the ground behind them lay a girl, unconscious.

The girl on the ground was petite and lovely, but currently unconscious and pale.

Her cute little nose still twitched slightly, as if she was still incredibly terrified in her unconscious state.

This person was, of course, Mi Duo.

Seeing Mi Duo unconscious, Yang Fei raised his brow, rushed over with large strides, and picked her up.

He took out several Silver Needles and stimulated Mi Duo's Baihui, Tianchi, and other key acupuncture points to restore her brain function.

After a few minutes, Mi Duo opened her eyes, immediately seeing Yang Fei's familiar smile, and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"Brother-in-law, is it you? No, I must be dreaming."

Yang Fei laughed heartily, patted her shoulder, and put her down.

"Silly girl, dreaming in broad daylight? What really happened?"

Mi Duo's eyes darted around, surveying her surroundings before suddenly biting Yang Fei's hand hard.

Her sharp grain-sized teeth sunk into Yang Fei's hand.

In pain, Yang Fei yelled and held back the instinctual reflex of using Dark Force.

He pulled Mi Duo's mouth away: "What are you doing?"

Mi Duo saw the deep teeth marks on his hand, finally content, and smiled.

"I'm not dreaming, it's all real."

Yang Fei, both angry and amused, said, "Why don't you bite yourself?"

Mi Duo smiled smugly: "Of course I know it would hurt, do you think I'm stupid?"