Chapter 134 - 129: So You’re That Strong? Let Me See

Chapter 134: Chapter 129: So You’re That Strong? Let Me See

The two women, Fei’er and Xiaoyao, had blushes on their faces, but they couldn’t hide their smiles.

If you looked closely, you’d see there wasn’t the slightest bit of shock.

’Where did this Big Fool Chun come from!’

’Daring to show off his Superpower in front of my husband (brother-in-law).’

Seeing this,

Gao Qiu was genuinely bewildered.

’What the hell?’

’I put on such a show, and this is the only "tip" I get?’

Gao Qiu was having a hard time keeping a straight face.

Fortunately, the leader of this base was very accommodating.

’Well, at least in his eyes it was.’

"Oh, very impressive."

"Then I presume your West City Rescue Base must have quite a few Superpower Users."

"And they must be very powerful, too!"

Mengde had always abided by one principle: if others didn’t bother him, he wouldn’t bother them. But if they did, he would kill them!

And this West City Rescue Base was now on his kill list!

Therefore, it was necessary to first pry some information about the West City Rescue Base’s strength from Gao Qiu’s mouth.

Of course, the deeper subtext to his words was, ’Surely this batch of "leeks" is ripe for the reaping!’

’Otherwise, making a trip would be such a waste of effort!’

But that’s not how it sounded to Gao Qiu.

"At least your leader has some good judgment."

The mockery in Gao Qiu’s voice was unmistakable.

Mengde just chuckled, offering no rebuttal.

’Why bother arguing with a dead man?’

"Our West City Rescue Base has over three thousand survivors."

"Our Base Leader is a Tier Five Superpower Strong Person, even stronger than a Tier Four!"

"Inside the base, there are also three Tier Four Superpower Users!"

"And on top of that, we have nearly two hundred other Superpower Users!"

"So now you see how powerful our base is!"

Perhaps to save the face he’d just lost,

Gao Qiu went out of his way to exaggerate his base’s strength.

His only goal was to see a shocked expression on the faces of Mengde and his group.

It was also a way to prepare for the complete takeover of Yulong Island.

’I’ve laid out our strength so clearly. Surely they won’t dare to resist now?’

"Yeah, badass, badass!"

The words were perfunctory, but the delight on Mengde’s face was genuine.

’Excellent, excellent!’

’Now my base can gain over a hundred Superpower Users!’

As for the Tier Five Superpower User Gao Qiu mentioned, he didn’t give it a second thought.

Half a month ago, fighting a Tier Four was child’s play for him.

Now that he was Tier Six, a Tier Five was nothing more than a slightly bigger fart to him.

He really couldn’t get worked up about it.

He wouldn’t even have to lift a finger; Brother Jingfu and Lei Qiang could handle it.

Still, the show had to go on.

He was counting on Gao Qiu’s group to lead him and his people over.

Seeing the "surprised" look on Mengde’s face, Gao Qiu thought his intimidation tactics were working.

The man became unbearably arrogant.

"You can open the gate now, right!"

"It’s getting late. We should do a headcount and take you all over!"

He couldn’t wait to go inside and have a taste of the two women by Mengde’s side.

’In his mind, everything he’d just said should have been more than enough to capture the hearts of those two women.’

Sure enough, a moment later, the base’s main gate began to open slowly.

Gao Qiu was ecstatic.

"Hahaha!"

"You’ve finally opened the gate."

"Brothers, charge!"

"Kill all the men! Bring all the women back with us!"

"There’s plenty for every one of you! Hahaha!"

As he spoke, Gao Qiu’s face twisted into a savage sneer.

His earlier friendly facade vanished without a trace.

’After all that nonsense, I finally tricked these idiots into opening the gate!’

With a wave of his hand, his underlings charged in right behind him.

Mengde kept his arms around Fei’er and Xiaoyao, his hands playfully roaming.

A faint smile played on his lips.

Leng Feng and the others hadn’t received an order from Mengde, so they didn’t move.

But as they watched the group charge in, their faces showed not a trace of fear.

In fact, each and every one of them looked like they were settling in to watch a good show.

At first, seeing this made Gao Qiu very excited.

He thought he had caught Yulong Base completely by surprise.

But once he and his men were actually inside, he was dumbfounded.

The moment they stepped inside,

countless people poured out of the surrounding villas.

They were holding guns, all aimed directly at them.

There were too many to count.

In the blink of an eye, his group of twenty-odd men was completely surrounded.

With so many guns, even though he was a Tier Four Superpower Strong Person who was largely immune to conventional firearms...

...he couldn’t possibly withstand that.

True, a Tier Four Superpower User wasn’t afraid of handguns.

But a single shot to the head would finish him, no matter how strong he was.

To make matters worse, after they entered, the main gate slammed shut behind them.

This meant their escape route was completely cut off.

He thought they were the prey, but it turned out he was the clown all along.

Seeing this, cold sweat started to bead on Gao Qiu’s forehead.

The legs of the men behind him began to tremble.

But Gao Qiu was a Tier Four Superpower User for a reason; his mind worked quickly.

He actually tried to turn the tables.

He even tried to bluff them by claiming to be official personnel.

"What are you all doing?"

"We’re official personnel! How dare you carry firearms!"

"And you dare to point them at us? Are you trying to provoke us?"

"Put your guns down now, and we can pretend this never happened."

"Otherwise, don’t blame us for what happens next!"

But his words were completely useless.

Everyone’s faces were filled with mockery, and they sized them up like prey.

No one made the slightest move to stand down.

Gao Qiu had a bad feeling about this.

Mengde was surprised this guy still had the guts to threaten him.

But seeing his tough-on-the-outside, terrified-on-the-inside act, he knew the guy was just bluffing.

Mengde shook his head and waved a hand.

He sent the two women to rest in the RV.

Then, he slowly walked toward Gao Qiu.

"Go on, then. We are provoking you."

"Show me exactly how you’re going to ’not be polite.’ I’m watching."

Mengde smiled.

But at the sight of him, Gao Qiu immediately dodged the question.

He tried to pivot to a discussion of morality.

"Brother Mengde, we came all this way to rescue you."

"And this is how you treat us? That’s not right, is it?"

"You should hurry and have everyone in your base come out. Once I get a headcount, I can get back sooner to make the arrangements."

Gao Qiu had completely forgotten what he himself had shouted when he first burst in.

Now he was trying to bluff his way out.

In his opinion, out of everyone here, only this Brother Mengde seemed "sensible."

’If I just pressure and persuade him a little, he should let us go!’

’Besides, this Brother Mengde is their leader, so he should be more reasonable.’

Yes... in Gao Qiu’s eyes, Brother Mengde was a reasonable man.

In the next second, however, reality slapped him hard across the face.

SLAP!!!

The crisp sound of the slap echoed across the area.

That’s right—a real, solid slap.

"Did you not hear me clearly?"

"How exactly are you going to ’not be polite’?"

The slap left Gao Qiu completely stunned.

’Wait, I thought we were going to talk this out reasonably.’

’And this is what I get?’

The problem was, faced with this question, he didn’t dare answer.

’Can’t you see all the guns pointed at me?!’

He had a premonition that the moment he dared to speak, those guns would instantly blow his head off.

Seeing Gao Qiu remain silent, Mengde didn’t get angry. Instead, he said with a chuckle,

"I’m a good-tempered person. I don’t usually hit people."

’Then what was that slap just now?’ Gao Qiu thought.

"Since you won’t answer my question, I’ll answer yours."

"As for how we’re treating you... I think it’s perfectly fine."

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Gao Qiu looked at the Golden Flying Knife pressed against his forehead.

Cold sweat streamed down his face.

’He resorts to knives and guns at the slightest disagreement... This guy... he’s not reasonable at all!’

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