104: Chapter 87: One Buddha Calms the Entire Scene [Subscribe Request]_2 104: Chapter 87: One Buddha Calms the Entire Scene [Subscribe Request]_2 Gu Rongjie stared at Lin Baici, dumbfounded.
Was this the type of person rumored to be specialized in Breaking Divine Ruins?
It was said that their physical condition was even stronger than Olympic champions, and they also possessed powerful and mysterious supernatural Strength.
I thought to myself, these days, all the young people can’t wait to become internet celebrities for easy money, yet when I gave him a chance to be a superstar, with a status higher than internet celebrities, he didn’t care at all…
Now I understand, he’s a God Hunter.
He simply doesn’t care about becoming a big star.
“So that’s how it is, I, He Zhongkun, was blind and couldn’t recognize Mount Tai.
I have offended you!”
He Zhongkun cupped his fists with both hands and turned to leave, “Boss Xie, Boss Dong, what are you all waiting for?
Hurry up and choose ten people!”
Upon hearing this, the bosses not only let their bodyguards take action, they also joined in the fray, after all, picking the weakest and ugliest women, there’s nothing wrong with that.
Screams, curses, and complaints immediately erupted into chaos.
Soon, ten unlucky individuals lay on the ground, faces bruised and swollen.
“Did I say you could leave?”
Lin Baici’s offhand question froze He Zhongkun in place, as if he were facing a great enemy.
His two bodyguards had a tingling scalp and their faces showed fear, but they did not shrink back, because He Zhongkun had always paid them well and treated them generously.
Moreover, if they backed down today, given He Zhongkun’s personality, he would definitely take revenge on their families, making their lives a living hell.
“God Lin, I have money, and I’m never stingy with it.
Stocks, company shares, or do you want a few small coal mines to manage yourself as the boss?
He Zhongkun proved to be an old hand at dealing with situations, still maintaining his composure at this time.
“You can serve as a human sacrifice!” Lin Baici looked at these people, “And the rest of you bosses, along with your bodyguards, I’ve counted, and the number is just right!”
Lin Baici didn’t want to use cannon fodder to test for rule contamination, as it would make him feel cold-blooded and incapable.
He was afraid that if he did it too often, over time, it would create a dependency.
Then, in the future, whenever he faced rule contamination, his first reaction would definitely be to use cannon fodder.
That would be somewhat inhumane.
As for people like He Zhongkun, they insisted on putting themselves in this situation, so they could only blame themselves.
Gu Rongjie was very shrewd.
Seeing that Lin Baici and He Zhongkun’s party had fallen out, she immediately stood beside Lin Baici and burst out with information, “God Lin, the young man on the left has practiced Muay Thai, and the one on the right has learned mixed martial arts.
They’ve both killed people before.
Picking a side to stand on, I’m a professional at that.
“God Lin, do you really want to make things so ugly?”
He Zhongkun looked serious.
He actually had his own dependencies, just like handling accidents in the mines – first ensuring his safety, then ensuring minimal loss to his interests, but the miners?
Aren’t they just consumables?
With so many People from Jiuzhou, aren’t disposable materials easy to find?
Pay a thousand yuan more in salary, and plenty of people will scramble to work in the mines.
“Such a lot of nonsense!” Guo Zheng cursed and shouted at the iron-armored sword minion, “We’ve made our selection, these ones!”
Guo Zheng pointed with his hand.
“You think you can just choose?”
Even though they’d already come to blows, there was no need for pleasantries anymore.
He Zhongkun quickly backed away, trying to get out of the range of the handgun, “Honorable iron-armored sir, we offer these ten pure girls as human sacrifices for the King’s Sword!”
“That’s right, choose them!”
“If it’s not enough, we can add more!”
“They are unmarried, still maidens.”
Boss Xie and his party called out, showing their piety.
Those ten girls, who had been beaten by them and lay on the ground, also desperately started to scream, “Help us!”
But the next moment, they were brutally stepped on the face by the bodyguards standing beside them.
Now, they couldn’t even scream— they passed out.
“Those people over there, young, healthy, and full of vigor, I think only such human sacrifices are worthy of the supreme King’s Sword!”
He Zhongkun praised Lin Baici and his party to the skies, hoping to have the iron-armored sword minion eliminate them all.
“You’re all speaking for yourselves; who has the authority to decide?”
The iron-armored sword minion questioned.
Didn’t you see that we’ve already offered human sacrifices, expressing our sincerity first?”
Boss Xie rushed to answer, ready to smear Lin Baici and his party, but then he heard He Zhongkun’s Muay Thai-trained bodyguard suddenly shout a warning to be careful.
He instinctively turned his head and saw a huge Muscle Buddha appear behind He Zhongkun.
This muscular man’s hair was just like the Tathagata Buddha’s in movies and TV shows, each with its own meaty bun.
His earlobes were large and drooping.
Together with the prayer beads around his neck, he looked like a walking Buddha.
The young bodyguard took a couple of steps forward, rushing toward the Muscle Buddha, then suddenly exerted force, leaping into the air.
The young man screamed as he bent his knee, aiming it at the Muscle Buddha’s face. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novelꜰire.net
This was the Monkey Soaring Skyward from ancient Muay Thai—if it hit, the opponent’s nasal bones would be shattered.
It must be said, this young man’s jumping power was off the charts.
The Muscle Buddha was three meters tall, yet he leaped up, able to strike its head, and his speed was extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, he was at the Muscle Buddha’s face.
The young bodyguard had already planned his follow-up move.
If the opponent didn’t dodge and toughed it out, he would smash down with his elbows, targeting the Heavenly Spirit Cover.
If the opponent backed away, upon landing, he would immediately follow up with a rear whipping kick, aiming at the temple.
The Muscle Buddha didn’t plan to dodge nor did he intend to take the hit head-on.
He simply raised his hand, which was as big as a fan, and swatted like swatting a fly.