Chapter 67: Hit someone in the face

The woman who hit the person looked like she was only in her twenties. She was wearing a plain white dress. Her features were picturesque and charming, but her face was full of ferocity, as if the whole world owed her money.

It was a pair of very beautiful red phoenix eyes staring at Rakunov fiercely, with a fierce flash of light that turned a little green! Even if she suddenly transformed into a werewolf at the next moment and came up to bite Rakunov twice, Rakunov would never do it.

Not too surprised.

The woman in white was followed by a large group of people, thirty or forty in number, 90% of whom were women. Their ages ranged from teenagers to thirties, but the oldest one looked like only three.

They looked like they were in their early teens, but the six men following the group of women looked quite old. The youngest one looked to be in his forties, and his face was full of drug residue.

What shocked Rakunov was that the other badges on the chests of this group of uninvited guests were the lowest green ones, namely those of the men. Most of the women standing in front had blue badges, and the woman in white who beat them had a green badge on her chest.

It’s a red emblem!

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

As a Russian, Rakunov is also a very violent and ruthless character at heart. Otherwise, he would not be able to suppress these incompetent and energetic businessmen in the business group. Behind him stood business representatives from various big and small families, but he saw that although the other party was invisible,

There are many more than myself, but they are all high-level. It is not a problem to hit ten of them on my side. It is estimated that the possibility of directly attacking the street is too high. Since hardness cannot be achieved, then naturally we have to use softness. From the perspective of politics, diplomacy and law

Negotiating at the level of laws and regulations, these things are originally designed to solve problems when it is inconvenient to do it, such as the current situation.

"Mr. Qu, I want to protest to your association. This behavior of your master is a serious provocation to the dignity of our Russian Association of Masters. I want to file a complaint with the International Court of Arbitration. I want to protest to the International Federation. What are you doing?

In...Mr. Qu, Mr. Qu?"

Rakunov shouted until he was frothing at the mouth. He was talking excitedly, but when he looked up, Qu Chengquan, who had been teasing him just now, hoping that he could send someone to help solve the hostage incident, had disappeared. He didn't even know when he was leaving.

No one noticed it. I heard that Master Qu Chengquan was from the shadow sect and was the best at hiding. Now it turns out that he has lived up to his reputation! He is really elusive to the extreme!

The diplomatic means he had hoped for were gone, and Rakunov had no choice but to lower his voice and said: "You can't do this to me. I am a representative of Russia, and I represent the dignity of the Russian Mages Association. By doing this, you are challenging our entire society."

Russia, you..."

The woman in white stepped forward and kicked her.

When Rakunov saw something bad, he put his hands on the ground and flew backwards. Then he pushed his butt hard on the ground and flew up. He wanted to take out the wand with his left hand and the magic weapon with his right hand. He just stretched out his hands halfway.

He had already been hit hard on the face. The guy who had just taken it out let go and threw it out. The whole person flew six to seven meters, and then heard a loud bang, smashing the hotel glass into pieces, and fell into the lobby, as if rolling to the ground.

The gourd-like bones rolled against the ground and rolled a long way before stopping.

The service staff in the lobby were frightened by this turn of events. Some ran to find the manager, some called the police, and some were brave enough to go forward and help poor Mr. Rakunov up.

But after they only took two steps, they realized that they couldn't move. They completely lost control of their bodies. A strong numbness surged up quickly along their ankles. Soon, they heard a series of muffled thumps on their necks, and they all fell down.

Fall to the ground.

In fact, not only the service staff in the lobby, but also all the idle people in the entire hotel fell on the spot at the same time, unconscious.

The only ones who can still stay awake at this moment are the members of the Russian business group and those aggressive women!

Rakunov only felt that the half of his face that had been kicked was numb to the point of losing consciousness. His whole head was in chaos as if a swarm of wasps had entered. He stood up blankly and felt that something was flowing out of his nostrils. He raised his hand to wipe it.

Hold it in front of your eyes, your hand is bright red.

Seeing Rakunov being praised, the members of the Russian business group who had just boarded the bus were in an uproar, shouting angrily and running out of the bus.

The group of women all showed short sticks, some pulled them out from the waist, some took them out from under their skirts, raised them high above their heads, shouted, rushed to the door of the bus, and grabbed the Russian mage and covered his face.

Just fight! The Russian mages in the car were shocked. They hurriedly took out their magic wands, waved and chanted spells, but as soon as they chanted a few words, they heard a ping-pong sound, the car windows shattered, and a dozen small cylinders were thrown in, boom, bang.

There was an explosion, and watery blue light filled the car.

Spell-busting grenade!

Since Chengshi Company developed this thing, it has quickly become popular throughout the magic world, and has reached the point where demand exceeds supply.

This thing is very useful. It can be used whether you are in a fight or a duel. If you throw one out, you will not be able to cast any spells within a dozen meters. The rest depends on whose fist is strong enough.

For mages whose spells are inferior to those of their opponents, it is definitely a powerful weapon! So what if your spells are strong? I have a spell-breaking grenade in my hand, so don’t even think about using it. Just follow me and fight with my eight punches to determine the outcome.

Once the spell-breaking grenade explodes, all the curses recited are in vain. The beauties under the car wielding sticks beat the six or seven Russian mages who were the first to rush out of the car until they couldn't get up. They refused to give up and shouted and rushed.

Get on the bus and beat them with sticks. Although these Russian mages are not high-level, they are typical mages. Although their spells may not be very powerful, their hand-to-hand combat is definitely not as strong as that of rats. In this gang of ferocious women

Under the sticks, all the Russian mages were beaten until they cried like ghosts and howled like wolves. Blood flew everywhere in the compartment, and the situation was horrific.

At this time, Rakunov, the leader of the regiment, had just regained consciousness and could barely stand still. When he saw the tragic situation in the carriage, he was extremely angry. He stared at the woman in white who was walking slowly and shouted.

: "Who are you? How dare you treat us like this!"

The woman in white said coldly: "My name is Zhuo Xiufang, and He Ruifeng is my son!" She stretched out her hand to the side, and the young woman who had been following her immediately handed over a stick as thick as a fist.

He Ruifeng’s mother?

Rakunov was unexpectedly surprised. He had heard about this most domineering woman in the three northeastern provinces. It was said that this woman had been in charge of the Jade Girl Sect since she was twenty-six years old and had been in charge for more than forty years. In total, it was a lot.

She is in her early sixties, but she looks like she is less than thirty. She is really well-maintained!

However, now is not the time to think about Zhuo Xiufang's secret maintenance skills. As soon as he heard that the other party announced his family status, Rakunov's heart immediately sank. He Ruifeng died because of the monster they sold. Zhuo Xiufang is here to settle the score.

!

"Don't hit me, we signed a memorandum!" Rakunov shouted, waving his hands and retreating. He accidentally tripped on a fainted clerk and fell to his feet, but he never forgot it.

Explained, "I have already told him that this cat demon has not been trained yet and is very dangerous, but he insists on having this one, and we can't stop him! What happens next has nothing to do with us!

Mr. Ling signed the memorandum of understanding, clearly stating that any problems that occur after purchasing the cat demon will no longer have anything to do with our company!" He took it out of his pocket, raised his hands above his head, and wanted to invite Zhuo Xiufang to take a look.

Zhuo Xiufang weighed the stick in her hand expressionlessly and walked up to Rakunov, as if she wanted to see the memorandum of understanding clearly, but she immediately swung the stick and hit it hard, destroying the memorandum of understanding.

It was smashed into pieces and fell heavily on Rakunov's forehead, causing the skin to burst open and blood to flow out.

Rakunov fell to the sky and felt as if he was on a high-speed train, sliding rapidly towards the bottomless abyss. He vaguely heard Zhuo Xiufang's roar, "My son is dead! You bastard!"
Chapter completed!