Chương 388: Dragons' Roar
July 19, 20X2 (Sunday Night)
Various Places
The sky was dark, and the only light that can be seen where those that came from the street lamps. The streets were eerily silent, and only a couple of men and women were around. Most of them were Yang and his friends' men in disguise as civilians.
"Why did I have to go with you?" Hao Ren hissed as he exited the large black van while still keeping his eyes on his laptop's monitor.
Yang and Chang Min looked at each, letting Alexandre handle the matters of their additional personnel. Hao Ren was only with them as the communication hub, truthfully. Alexandre settled fo a joking answer, "You are easier to boss around."
"...And bulky enough to use as a meat shield." Chang Min couldn't help but quip. Hao Ren was just that gullible. No wonder he was fooled by an obvious gold-digger. This kind of man was a good subject but a bad leader.
SUY NGHĨ CỦA NGƯỜI SÁNG TẠO 
Lady_Liah
Lady_Liah When you hear manga, anime, and other things mention that someone died or pass out when they were punched or kicked in the Solar Plexus, doubt it. There may be a chance, but it's a very very, very slight chance. AGAIN very slight. You have your other organs in the way. When you get hit below your chest area, and you feel as if your breath was knock out of your chest, that means you were hit in other places like your lungs or your diaphragm or your stomach, all parts still hurt like hell. It hurts, but it's not the Solar Plexus.
I don't know why I am teaching you this, but in dire need to escape bad people remember these places to aim EYES, NOSE, THROAT, SOLAR PLEXUS, GROIN, and KNEES.
The love triangle between Xue Mu Lan, Jerome Bonaparte, and Wu Tian Li will be part of the Extras at the end of this novel.
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