Chapter 182 Mu Ke’s Enemy

The first person to notice that something was wrong with Mu Ke was Lu Nian.

However, it was too late when he reacted. Mu Ke rushed out like an arrow.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Mu Ke had already knocked a foreigner to the ground and was beating him.

Political Commissar Ma reacted and yelled, "What are you all standing there for! Pull them apart!"

Zhu Ci and others hurried forward and held up the furious Mu Ke.

However, at the same time, an animal roared from the crowd. Xu Zhiyang looked over and saw a huge rhinoceros rushing towards him.

The rhinoceros was facing them, and the fan in Xu Zhiyang's hand gradually turned translucent. A flash of lightning wrapped around the boy's thin wrist and circled on the fan.

Xu Zhiyang raised his hand and waved it. The strong and tall rhinoceros twitched twice and fell to the ground.

The banquet hall suddenly became quiet.

Li Huiyin hugged Song An and whispered, "My best friend is so handsome."

Song An: "My brother is so handsome."

"What's going on!" Ji Chengying walked over with his hands behind his back and looked at Mu Ke who was still furious.

He frowned. The most stable people in Feng’s team were Zhu Ci and Mu Ke.

"Mu Ke?" The golden-haired foreigner with a bruised face and nose stood up.

He jokingly asked in fluent Chinese: "You are still alive?"

Mu Ke's voice was colder and angrier than ever before. He gritted his teeth and looked at him fiercely: "Hall Beecher! You die today!"

After saying that, Mu Ke wanted to rush forward again.

Zhu Ci and Fu Qingbai held the man tightly.

"Calm down!" Zhu Ci said in a deep voice, "If you kill him here, you'll die!"

Mu Ke's eyes were so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood, his face full of pain: "Let me go... He... killed my whole family!"

Xu Zhiyang's pupils suddenly contracted.

No wonder, no wonder Mu Ke never mentioned his family.

All that was said was that there might still be a grandfather or grandmother alive.

However, you can't kill people here.

Xu Zhiyang walked up to Mu Ke, looked up at him, and whispered, "Brother Mu, are you going to ignore Nian Nian? If you kill someone here, the General Staff will not let you go."

Mu Ke gradually stopped struggling and said in a choked voice: "I must..."

"We will help you. We are not only family, but also comrades-in-arms who share life and death." Fu Qingbai said in a low voice.

After a moment, Mu Ke finally controlled himself and turned to stand in front of Lu Nian.

Lu Nian wanted to comfort him, but she burst into tears first.

"You...don't cry...I'm here."

"Don't cry." Mu Ke raised his hand and held the person in his arms.

Obviously Lu Nian looks thinner and more fragile, but Mu Ke is more pitiful at this moment.

He swallowed the pain and tears, and endured it until his whole body trembled.

Hall Beecher on the side sneered: "Haha, Mu Ke, you are more..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, everyone saw Hall Beecher flying out at a high speed in a parabolic trajectory until he crashed into the railing on the second floor of the banquet hall and fell heavily to the ground!

Everyone looked at the culprit.

Xu Zhiyang waved the fan nonchalantly, then slowly took out a tissue and wiped the fan clean. Because there was blood splattered on it, he frowned in disgust.

Xu Zhiyang muttered: "So dirty..."

"Xu Zhiyang!" Political Commissar Ma roared, "What are you doing?"

Xu Zhiyang pretended to be startled by him and blinked innocently.

A pair of brown pupils looked at Zhu Ci again, but within a few seconds they were filled with mist.

"He just tried to hit me... I was just protecting myself."

Zhu Ci quickly and cooperatively stood in front of her boyfriend. "Political Commissar, we just came back from Shennongjia not long ago, so our nerves are a little sensitive. You know, there are dangers lurking everywhere there."

Han Zhiche spoke at the right time: "Political Commissar, my brother is a simple person. After all, he is just a child and has just become an adult."

"Naive? Is this how you Chinese treat guests?" A middle-aged bald man with brown hair walked out.

"This time we came to China, we from the United States, France, Italy, Germany and Tsukishima gathered the best psychics to come to China to help, but you beat us up for no reason!"

A short man from Yueben took over the conversation: "Is this the Chinese way of hospitality?"

Li Huiyin burst out laughing. "That's hilarious! Aren't you guys here to get some experience? How dare a bunch of scrap metal-level idiots say they're here to help?"

"Bah!" Li Huiyin spat.

Ji Chen, who was standing behind Ji Chengying, laughed silently, tilted his head and his shoulders shook violently.

Chu Yanning said, "We won't act without reason. As for what Hall Beecher has done, he must be very clear about it."

Hall Beecher's face was swollen like a pig's head, and blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth. He was dragged over by his friends and lay on the floor half dead.

Xu Zhiyang's fan broke all his ribs and fractured his body in many places, but even so, he still raised his head proudly when he heard the words.

"I killed Mu Ke's entire family. Who told them to report it to the police? We just bought some drugs to have fun with the beautiful women in China..."

Xu Zhiyang's face darkened, and she was about to rush out when Zhu Ci picked her up from the ground.

"Calm down, calm down."

Bang!

Hall's face, which was already swollen like a pig's head, now had a few more whip-like marks on it.

Fu Qingbai calmly retracted the vines, "I'm almost dying of exhaustion at the border, and I couldn't even defend myself against scum like you."

The bald, brown-haired man quickly had Hall Beecher dragged aside and had his mouth blocked.

He was a little embarrassed when he spoke again.

But he was unwilling to give in and continued to insist, "No matter what, China shouldn't insult us. We are all outstanding psychics..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Xu Zhiyang challenged coldly, "How about a competition?"

When the topic of fighting came up, Li Huiyin's eyes lit up: "Fight! Great! We can have a fight!"

"You! All of you shut up!" Political Commissar Ma covered his chest in anger and staggered back a few steps.

It's a pity that no one listens to him now.

Song An clapped his hands and said in a baby voice: "Beat them to death!"

Song Lin hurried over and took his little troublemaker away.

Xu Zhiyang patted Zhu Ci's hand and asked him to put him down. A cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the crowd gathered around him.

"Do you dare?" Xu Zhiyang smiled with a hint of ruffian, and a red light appeared in his eyes.

"If you lose, you must kneel down and apologize. From now on, we will be in charge of the operations, and the energy of the Five Elements Crystal will be divided among our Chinese team first."

The bald middle-aged man hesitated.

Han Zhiche smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you don't want to compete. After all, your countries combined only have three or four outstanding ones. If something goes wrong, there will be no one to take over."

"Please consider this carefully. Don't worry. Even if you don't accept the challenge, we won't laugh at you. Tomorrow's newspapers in City A will definitely not have the phrase 'The United States is as cowardly as a mouse, afraid to challenge the Chinese superpowers'."

The bald middle-aged man was embarrassed and was about to agree.

Another officer came over and whispered, "Have you forgotten that the Chinese all know Kung Fu?"

"Their Chinese Kung Fu is amazing!"