Urban Wolf King

"Where I go, who dares to stop me!"

"Where I go, who dares to stop me!"

These eight words kept repeating in the mouths of Lin Hai and the others, gradually filling everyone's eyes with fighting spirit.

Then, Lin Hai slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Right, how could we forget Mr. Grey Wolf's words? No, these words belong to the Wolf, we shouldn't use them."

At this point, Lin Hai hesitated and glanced at Xiahou Que. Clearly, Xiahou Que was the Wolf, telling everyone to surrender, yet everyone used his words to motivate themselves, which was indeed quite awkward.

Wang Yan smiled faintly and said: "Why bother about who is the real Grey Wolf? As long as you have courage in your heart, everyone is the Grey Wolf."

Upon hearing this, Lin Hai and the others were startled, their hearts suddenly liberated.

"As long as you have courage in your heart, everyone is the Grey Wolf!"

"Indeed, we admire our courage, why bother about who is the Grey Wolf?"

With this thought, the despondent look on Lin Hai and the others vanished, even Tang Jingyi wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, bravely saying: "Standing together with everyone today, I'm not afraid of anything anymore."

At this moment, Lin Hai and the others completely gathered around Wang Yan, while Xiahou Que, who was just the leader, stood alone to the side, becoming a solitary figure.

Witnessing this, Ma Jun couldn't help but admire: "The boss is indeed the boss. Just a few words and he's once again the leader of the group. Even if Xiahou Que disguises himself as the Wolf, he can't match the boss's personal charisma."

Seeing this, Xiahou Que was completely enraged. He retreated back among the Japanese Samurai and coldly said: "If you choose the path of death, don't blame me for not saving you."

Toyota Shouzou laughed heartily and said: "Alright, in that case, I will fulfill your wish. Consider it an honor to die under the swords of my Japanese Samurai. Men, go cut off Wang Yan's feet first, lest he run away later."

Upon hearing Toyota Shouzou's order, ten sword-wielding Japanese Samurai rushed over, charging towards Wang Yan.

Even though everyone was full of fighting spirit just now, seeing the glint of the Samurai Swords approaching, they were indeed a bit nervous.

Though Lin Hai and the others were martial arts experts, they were used to sparring in the ring, and had never seen real sword-to-sword combat. Tang Jingyi, in particular, trembled as she hid behind Wang Yan.

Seeing the Samurai Swords getting closer, Lin Hai said to Wang Yan: "Shall we charge forward and fight?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan shook his head and said: "We don't have weapons, fighting them would be too disadvantageous."

Toyota Shouzou immediately laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Chinese people are just like this, all talk. Acting brave a moment ago but turns out to be nothing. Wang Yan, why don't you come over and surrender so those around you don't die in vain."

Hearing Wang Yan's words, which were very similar to what Xiahou Que said earlier, Lin Hai and the others were stunned, looking at Wang Yan confusedly, asking: "Then what should we do? Do we really have to surrender?"

Wang Yan shook his head and said: "Surrender? I recall there's a song, how does it go?"

With that, Wang Yan lowered his head in thought, actually humming a little tune.

Seeing that the fire was burning to the eyebrows, and Wang Yan still had the mind to sing, Lin Hai and the others were dumbfounded.

The Ox shouted: "Stop thinking, they're coming over!"

At this moment, Wang Yan clapped his hands and said: "I remember it, the song goes like this—No guns, no cannon, enemies make them for us..."

Just then, the ten Japanese Samurais had already arrived behind them. Lin Hai and the others quickly turned around to face the Japanese Samurai, tight fists clenched, ready to fight empty-handed against the Samurai Swords, simultaneously shouting: "Wang Yan, we've all heard that song, what do you mean by it?"

This moment, Wang Yan said calmly: "No weapons, we'll seize them."

Right then, ten Samurai Swords gleamed as they chopped down, already above their heads. Although Lin Hai and the others wanted to fight barehanded, those ten Japanese Samurai were also Karate experts. With a flash of the Samurai Sword, they dodged Lin Hai and the others' fists, swinging their sharp blades at them.

Seeing this, Lin Hai and the others couldn't help but close their eyes, their hearts sinking to the bottom.

Although they heard Wang Yan speaking of seizing weapons, each of them felt that was an impossible thing.

Looking like their heads were about to be chopped off by the opponents, how could they possibly seize the opponent's weapons.

However, just when Lin Hai and the others closed their eyes, they found that the Samurai Swords, which should have fallen, hadn't, and they didn't feel any pain.

Lin Hai and the others slowly opened a slit in their eyes and looked outside. In the next moment, Lin Hai and the others widened their eyes because they saw the ten Japanese Samurai standing before them, empty-handed, no Samurai Sword in their hands.

And those ten Japanese Samurai were scared and retreating, their eyes fixed in horror on the direction ahead.

Lin Hai and the others hurriedly followed the gaze of the Japanese Samurai, only to see Ma Jun standing beside Wang Yan, holding ten gleaming Samurai Swords.

"Could Ma Jun have seized these Samurais' swords just now?"

The same thought arose in Lin Hai and the others' minds, but then everyone dismissed the idea because it seemed impossible. How could Ma Jun seize the swords from so many people in a blink?

At this moment, Ma Jun raised the ten Samurai Swords to Wang Yan and said: "Boss, I got them."

Wang Yan smiled slightly and said: "Not bad, ten swords, but it's not enough, we have dozens of people."

Upon hearing Wang Yan and Ma Jun's words, Lin Hai and the others immediately rejoiced. Even though they still couldn't believe Ma Jun actually seized them, they preferred to believe it was true.

Thus, upon hearing Wang Yan mention their numbers, Lin Hai immediately said: "Yes, we have a total of 36 people. Oh, counting Beiming Xue and the three female classmates, we have 39. But the girls don't need to fight, so they don't need swords, 36 it is."

Tang Jingyi quickly said: "I want one too, for self-defense."

Lin Hai said: "Alright, then 39 in total, but isn't that too many."

At this moment, Lin Hai hesitated and looked at Wang Yan.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan waved his hand and said: "No need to worry about whether it's thirty-something, Ma Jun, bring us all the swords they have."