pjbooks Chapter 211 Who Sent You Here
Chapter 211 Who Sent You Here
Ma Junjie was startled and quickly looked towards the sound.
Upon looking,
I saw six or seven men wielding machetes and iron bars, looking fierce and menacing, running towards us.
Ma Junjie sensed something was wrong.
Instinctively, he pushed the terrified Liu Bingbing behind him.
"Bingbing, quickly hide!"
"Run! Run now!"
Liu Bingbing staggered, her legs clearly weak and powerless.
She looked at Ma Junjie with a panicked expression, but said...
"Brother Jie, I...I won't run away, I'll stay with you..."
"Ouch!" Ma Junjie stamped his feet in frustration.
Seeing the person getting closer, he simply pushed Liu Bingbing forcefully into the bushes.
"Quick, hide!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Three machetes whistled as they slashed toward Ma Junjie's shoulder and back.
Ma Junjie reacted extremely quickly, bending down to avoid the first blow, while simultaneously kicking the knee of the person next to him.
With a sharp "crack," the man screamed and fell to his knees.
"Fuck him, all of you, go get him and kill him!" shouted the leader, a man with a scar on his face.
Ma Junjie's gaze swept around, and he saw at least seven or eight more people wielding machetes, approaching from different directions.
As the scarred man watched Ma Junjie being slowly surrounded, a smug and ferocious smile appeared on his face.
Ma Junjie stared at the scarred man, sized him up for a few moments, and asked...
"Who are you? I don't know you. Why are you..."
The scarred man raised his hand to interrupt Ma Junjie.
He said with a grin,
"Kid, don't worry about who we are. Just know that we're here to send you to your death."
"Heh heh, a country bumpkin should stay in the countryside. Why did he have to come to the city? Now his life is in danger, hahaha!"
When Ma Junjie heard the words "country bumpkin,"
He seemed to understand something, shook his head slightly, and gave a bitter smile.
He muttered to himself,
"It seems you're nothing more than a bunch of lackeys who do things for others..."
Upon hearing this, the scarred man's expression changed drastically.
He didn't hear clearly, pointed at Ma Junjie, and angrily rebuked him.
"What the hell did you just say?"
Say it again!
Ma Junjie stared at the scarred man, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips.
"I said...you're a bunch of...lackeys!"
The six or seven men wielding knives and clubs were furious.
They gripped their knives and clubs tightly, making whooshing sounds, their teeth clenched in anger.
Right now,
Everyone wanted to chop Ma Junjie into mincemeat.
The scarred man turned pale with anger upon hearing Ma Junjie's words.
But soon, the scarred man sneered.
"You've got guts, kid!"
"You're being stubborn now, but I'll cut you down and torture you slowly later, then we'll see if you're still so defiant!"
After saying that, the scarred man shouted.
"Brothers, kill him!"
"what!"
"what!"
Seven or eight henchmen, wielding knives and clubs, shouted and surrounded Ma Junjie.
A cold glint flashed in Ma Junjie's eyes, and instead of retreating, he advanced.
Faced with the swarm of knives and clubs, he moved with the agility and dexterity of a ghost.
As he dodged the oncoming cleaver, he instinctively grabbed the man's wrist with his right hand and twisted it sharply, turning the man's arm into a bizarre angle.
The machete clattered to the ground, and a scream pierced the sky.
"Keep going, keep going!" Ma Junjie shouted in a low voice, dodging the sweeping iron bar from the left.
He clenched his left fist into an iron fist and slammed it into the man's ribs with a whooshing sound. A muffled thud was heard as the sound of bones breaking was heard.
The scarred man's pupils shrank; he hadn't expected this seemingly ordinary "country bumpkin" to be so skilled in combat.
However, relying on his superior numbers, he still roared viciously.
"All of you, get him! He's all alone, kill him!"
The remaining five or six henchmen, enraged by their companion's miserable state, brandished knives and clubs and attacked again.
Ma Junjie took a deep breath, perked up, and focused his attention.
He touched the ground with the toes of his left foot, his body suddenly rising higher, dodging the three machetes below, while his right leg swept out like a steel whip.
The three henchmen couldn't dodge in time and were kicked in the temple, instantly losing consciousness.
The remaining two henchmen were clearly intimidated by Ma Junjie's skills.
Two loud clanging sounds.
The knives and clubs in the hands of the two henchmen fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The scarred man was about to start swearing.
To everyone's surprise, the two henchmen quickly turned around and fled for their lives without looking back.
"Holy shit, I'm going to kill you both when we get back!"
"You country bumpkin, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, the scarred man swallowed the rest of his words.
Because he realized that in the one or two seconds he was lost in thought, someone had already stood in front of him.
Without even thinking, the scarred man understood.
That mountain-like figure was clearly Ma Junjie.
This invisible pressure caused the scarred man to tremble all over and his legs to go weak, and he had long lost his arrogant demeanor.
Ma Junjie reached out and took the knife from the scarred man's hand.
Then it was thrown on the ground not far away.
Ma Junjie dusted himself off, a cold, mocking smile playing on his lips.
"What? Weren't you pretty arrogant just now? Saying you'd chop me into mincemeat and torture me slowly?"
The scarred man, resilient and adaptable, suddenly buckled in his knees and collapsed to his knees with a thud.
"Brother, I was wrong! I was blind to your greatness. Please forgive me!"
"Spare you?" Ma Junjie sneered, kicking the scarred man to the ground.
Then he stepped on the scarred man's chest, rendering him unable to move.
The scarred man grimaced in pain, but dared not resist in the slightest.
Ma Junjie's eyes sharpened as he questioned...
"Tell me, who sent you?"
The scarred man shuddered, his eyes flickering, clearly hesitant.
"Fuck you!" Ma Junjie pressed down slightly with his foot, and the scarred man immediately screamed in pain.
"Brother, I can't tell... otherwise I'll die, I..."
Ma Junjie was furious and prepared to exert force again.
Suddenly, Liu Bingbing rushed forward and grabbed Ma Junjie's hand.
"Brother Jie, forget it, let's go, let's go..."
"The police are here! The police are here..."
Ma Junjie looked up and, sure enough, heard police sirens coming from afar, getting closer and closer.
The sounds of fighting likely alerted the police officers patrolling nearby.
A hint of joy appeared on the scarred man's face, thinking he was saved.
Ma Junjie glanced down at the scarred man.
He didn't want to be questioned by the police and get into trouble.
He raised his foot and, with a loud "bang," kicked the scarred man hard in the chest.
"Consider yourself lucky. Next time, I'll cripple you!"
"Ouch, ouch!" the scarred man groaned on the ground.
Ma Junjie pulled Liu Bingbing along and ran into the woods...