Chapter 40: Fury
Five out of ten people kept kicking Sun Zhou Yi on the ground there was someone stronger than this unranked Wood Class Hero. That person beat Sun Zhou Yi till he could not stand up anymore.
Sun Zhou Yi was just laying down on the ground, receiving the kick with no defense.
Heero frowned, it was the same situation when several thugs were harassing Han Ying. The people only watched from the sidelines, no one was going to stand for Sun Zhou Yi. They did not even call the police.
Sun Zhou Yi himself was well known in this area, many of them received his help. But at this time, no one stood for him. It was kinda tragic to witness such a scene.
Just as Heero wanted to step in, there was a woman dashed out from the shop. She broke through the ten people's encirclement and stood before Sun Zhou Yi.
"No, Stop! Please stop hitting Zhou Yi! It's enough already!"
The woman was about the same age as Sun Zhou Yi. She was wearing a bright red long dress and had light makeup on her face. Not a stunning beauty, but she had a look of above average.
"Wow, Boss there's another good chick. Should we also bring her with us?"
A man with a lanky build spoke up upon looking at the woman in a red dress. This lanky man had a lewd smile as he scanned the woman in a red dress with his undisguised lust eyes.
Nine of the ten people were wearing the same uniform. It was white martial clothes and with a white belt on their waist. On the back martial clothes, written "Iron Fist Martial House" in Chinese.
It showed their identity, these ten men were from a martial house in the commerce region. Just like its name, Martial House was a place for people to learn martial arts. There were quite a lot of Heros or Rankers born from Martial Houses.
Silver Class Ranker - Rank 7, Yan Tie was the chief of Iron Fist Martial House. They were known for their overbearing act even in Commerce Region, let alone in the outer region. This group was a typical example of fearing the strong and bullying the weak.
Yes, such a phrase was fit for these people. But of course, with Silver Class Ranker Yan Tie was not enough to let them run amuck like this. Silver Class was a common class, the people feared was Ming Group.
Ming Group was a big trade organization with many rankers as its force. Iron Fist Martial House was just a part of this Ming Group. Ming Group was a big organization that had its HQ in the inner region and with a Crown Class Ranker and 13 Gold Rankers as its main force.
No one dared to offend a big group like this which was leading the Iron Fist Martial House acted so overbearing. Beating a Wood Class Hero was a normal matter for them. That was why these ten people dared to beat Sun Zhou Yi before the public.
"Haha, little girl, follow us and we will stop beating him, how is it?" A man with thorn-like hair tried to pull the woman in a red dress from Sun Zhou Yi.
"No, Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" The woman in a red dress struggled but to no avail.
"Don't touch her!" Sun Zhou Yi held the man with thorn-like hair's feet. His face was full of bruises, blood flowed from his forehead, nose, and lips. Even so, a strong determination permeated from his eyes.
Even the thorn-haired man was somehow caught off guard by Sun Zhou Yi's strong determination. He subconsciously released his grip from the woman in a red dress.
But looking at Sun Zhou Yi's current condition, the thorn-haired man picked his courage and launch a kick to Sun Zhou Yi's right hand. The man did not stop there, he kept stepping on Sun Zhou Yi's hand afterward.
"Oi stop! I'm already fed up with you, punks!" Butcher Wang with a big butcher knife came out from his house.
However, the ten men from Iron Fist Martial House did not afraid of Butcher Wang in the slightest.
"Oi, oi, oi. Old man, are you drunk? Don't you know we are from Iron Fist Martial House? Even if you are holding this toy, we are not afraid. Don't meddle Iron Fist Martial House's business if you still want to live peacefully with your daughter and wife, "
The Lanky sneered at Butcher Wang and ended his words with a naked threat.
Butcher Wang gritted his teeth in rage as the lanky man threatened him with his family. Nevertheless, Butcher Wang seemed to be determined to stand for Sun Zhou Yi. He did not back down under the threat of the lanky man.
"Really! the kids nowadays really have no respect for the elder. Let this old man teach you some manners instead."
Blacksmith Huang also stepped in, he had a medium-sized hammer in his hand. Wearing a steel plate on his chest Blacksmith Huang was already prepared to help Sun Zhou Yi as well.
He walked toward Butcher Wang's side and muttered, "Thanks to Little Hong's lover, my backache is better now. I will stretch my body a little."
Finally, two men stood up for Sun Zhou Yi.
Amongst the ten people, there was one wearing gray martial clothes. He scanned Butcher Wang and Blacksmith Huang. After a while, he shook his head, "Oy, do these two old men who beat you a few months ago?"
The man with gray martial clothes asked a man with colorful hair. His voice was rough and deep.
The man with colorful hair shook his head and replied with a shaky voice, "H-he i-is not here."
The man with colorful hair was afraid of the man with gray martial clothes. This man was Iron Class Ranker - Rank 14, Ding Dong, while the man with colorful hair was just merely a street thug that weaker than a Wood Class Hero.
Ding Dong had a stout build that was below average in height, but one could not underestimate this man. He was one of Yan Tie's top ten disciples, less than a year, he climbed to Iron Class Ranker - Rank 14.
"Ahh, Brother Dong, that person. That young man who beat me a few months ago!" The man with colorful hair pointed his finger toward Heero who was currently walking toward Butcher Wang and Blacksmith.
Ding Dong looked toward the direction of colorful hair pointed. He found a good-looking young man with long black hair in a black coat, black pants, and cheap red sneakers.
Heero approached Butcher Wang and Blacksmith Huang with a light smile. He tapped both's shoulders, "Alright, you old men don't need to meddle. Let's youngsters solve their problem."
Blacksmith Huang and Butcher Wang turned around and found Heero smiling at them.
"You've come back?!" Butcher Wang seemed to be relieved to see Heero, with a relieved smile, Butcher Wang tapped Heero's shoulder, "Good, let's youngsters solve their problem. We old men will not meddle."
"Oi, oi, Butcher Wang, how come you are backing down. They have ten people with them, we should help him!" Blacksmith Huang exclaimed in displeasure at Butcher Wang's cowardly action.
Butcher Wang only returned with a smile and dragged back Blacksmith Huang.
"Hehe, just watch, you will know that our help is not needed."
Heero who was equal to Silver Class Hero in strength would not lose against a bunch of street thugs. Butcher Wang knew well about this issue, but he did not tell Blacksmith Huang.
Blacksmith Huang cast a doubtful look. He wondered why Butcher Wang has high confidence in Heero.
"Yo, there's another hero wannabe!" A man with a petite build licked his lips as he watched Heero approach them.
Heero approached the ten men, but he stopped midway. The calm look on Heero turned into shock.
"Yo, what's with your looks? Afraid already? Where's your confidence just now?" The lanky man commented sarcastically.
Heero was looking at Miao Miao Noodles Shop's entrance. At the entrance, he saw Han Ying was hugging Hong Yu's shoulder. What shocked him was he saw a palm imprint on Hong Yu's left cheek. The shock turned into fury the instant Heero noticed the palm imprint.
Hong Yu also saw Heero across her. She immediately dashed toward Heero, "Heero!"
Hong Yu's call made the people from Iron Fist Martial House turn around. To reach Heero, she must pass this group of ten men, but there was no way these people would let Hong Yu pass them.
"Hey, cute chick, why don't you wait…" The lanky man wanted to reach Hong Yu's waist, but his words stopped midway as the lanky man felt a huge force hit his chest.
Crack! Bam!
The lanky man's body flew over and hit the big window and crashed inside the shop. The whole action was too fast for ordinary people to follow.
Even Blacksmith Huang had his jaw dropped as he witnessed this. He finally realized why Butcher Wang said to let Heero handle this problem. He peeked at Butcher Wang and found; Butcher Wang also as shocked as him.
Even Butcher Wang had heard Heero beating nine Dark Wolves, but he did not witness it with his own eyes. So he did not know Heero was this strong.
Heero hugged Hong Yu's and had his right hand rub her swollen cheek. Hong Yu could feel a cool sensation on her left cheek. The ache was gone as Heero rubbed her cheek.
"WHO!!!???"
Heero's voice was cold and his eyes turned sharp. This was the first time Hong Yu saw Heero angry. She was somewhat shocked, but she still moved her hand, pointing her finger toward Ding Dong.
"It's him! They wanted to take my sister away, but… but…"
Tears fell from her eyes as she tried to explain what happened earlier. Heero rubbed her back to calm his girlfriend.
"It's okay. It's okay, I am here. I am here, it's okay." Heero's voice turned soft and gentle as he wiped Hong Yu's tears.
After soothing his girlfriend for a moment, Heero turned around.
With the lanky man down, there were only nine thugs left. The thugs swallowed a mouthful of saliva upon looking at Heero's expressionless look. They were somewhat nervous being stared at by Heero, except for Ding Dong.
He remained fearless as he stepped forward, confronting Heero face to face.
"Not bad, you have good potential. Join Iron Fist Martial House and I will spare you!" Dong Gong said arrogantly.
"Which hand?" Heero uttered a question that confused Ding Dong.
"Huh?"
"Are you deaf? I am asking you! Which hand do you use to hit my woman?"
"Heh, I often meet people like you. But all of them ended with begging for mercy under my feet. Moreover, you keep obstructing my Master. Even if you join us, I have to beat you first, "
With that said, Ding Dong made a stand of the Iron Fist technique.
"Do you want to know which hand I used to hit your little lover? I use this hand!"
Swoosh!
Dong Gong launched a fist to Heero's chest. Meanwhile, Heero did not move, he just motionlessly stood there and the fist landed on his chest.
'Just as I thought, people like you only have a big mouth.' Ding Dong sneered inwardly.
Ding Dong thought his fist was perfect, but he found something unbelievable. His iron fist hit Heero's chest, but the young man just stood there motionlessly, not even budging an inch.
In his mind, Heero was supposed to be flying over from the impact of his fist just like the lanky man from earlier. However, the young man was perfectly fine even after receiving his iron fist. The young man kept staring at him with his sharp eyes.
Dong Gong retracted his right fist and launched his left fist on the same spot.
Second fist! Third fist! Fourth fist!
Even after getting hit at the same spots four times, Heero was still stood there.
"Arghhh!"
Ding Dong launched a punch toward Heero's face in his fifth fist. This time, Heero made his move and caught Ding Dong's fist.
Dong Gong could feel a strong grip on his fist. He tried to retract his hand but to no avail. The grip was too strong, Ding Dong incapable to retract his fist realized that the man who looked harmless in his eyes was strong, far stronger than him.
However, it was too late for Ding Dong to realize this.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!
The sound of bone cracking resounded along with Ding Dong's pained scream. Heero crushed Ding Dong's fist, but he did not stop here. After crushing Dong Gong's fist, Heero twisted Dong Gong's right hand and released the hand afterward.
"ARGHHHHHH! MY HAND! MY HAND! MY HAND…" Dong Gong hysterically screamed.
It was as if Heero still did not satisfy even after crippling Dong Gong's right arm. He launched a kick at Ding Dong's feet and his elbow landed on Dong Gong's chest when his body was in the air.
Blood spurted out from his mouth and at the same time, Ding Dong's scream vanished.
Weekly Power Status
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