HLnovel Chapter 932 - 934: Lord Chris
Chapter 932 - 934: Lord Chris
"Yes, yes, Faree hitting people is indeed fierce!" Seeing Faree showing off, Hans had no choice but to repeatedly agree, then hesitated and said, "But that Asura's strength is not to be underestimated either, will those dozen or so people get hurt?""F**k!"
As soon as Hans finished speaking, those dozen or so people stood up, shouted, and glared at him, as if they were about to go up and beat him up!
"Hey, don't be impulsive, Hans's concern is understandable, it's because he doesn't know your strength yet, who will come out and perform for our lovely Mr. Hans?"
Faree stopped the impulsive crowd and then said with a smile.
"I'll do it!"
With Faree's words, a tall man about 1.9 meters stepped forward and waved to Hans's bodyguards outside!
Hans's bodyguards saw this person waving and involuntarily looked at Hans, clearly asking him what to do?
"Lord Faree, my bodyguards are all from the North American Underground Purgatory, it's better not to?" Hans said this with a face full of pride!
Though Faree's strength intimidated him, when it came to his bodyguards, he truly didn't believe that they couldn't beat the men Faree brought!
After all, anyone who walked out of the North American Underground Purgatory has the strength of those Soldier Kings on the African battlefield; be it experience in life-and-death combat or fighting prowess, they're absolute masters among masters!
"Haha, no worries, let them all come at me. If they can beat Chris, I'll give each of them a million US Dollars. If they can kill Chris, I won't hold them accountable. But if they accidentally die at Chris's hands, then they can only blame themselves for being too lousy!"
Faree chuckled lightly; he knew about the so-called North American Underground Purgatory. In Hans's view, those who come out of there are elites; in his view, they're all trash—trash among fighting chickens!
"Well… alright!" Seeing Faree speak like this, Hans was a bit displeased, then turned to his bodyguards and said, "Did you hear what Lord Faree said?"
"Heard!" Hans's bodyguards responded loudly, their voices echoing!
"Then perform well. If you defeat Mr. Chris, I will permanently increase your annual salary by fifty percent!"
Hans was pleased with the answer, so he threw out a big offer, increasing their annual salary by half!
This instantly made the bodyguards ecstatic, knowing their annual salary was millions, a fifty percent increase was substantial; how could they not be excited?
Faree also understood Hans's implication, but didn't care. Even if Hans's dozen bodyguards went all out, what difference could it make?
Would it cause Chris any trouble?
No!
Would it change the outcome?
No!
Since there's no impact, why bother?
Faree was indeed arrogant, but in front of Hans, he had the right to be!
"Go, Chris, take good care of Mr. Hans's subordinates. Just disable an arm for each, no need to kill!"
Seeing Hans's bodyguards already eager to go, Faree instructed Chris, reminding him not to kill!
Faree's seemingly sincere advice was actually full of provocation!
One arm per person is enough!
Making it sound like disabling an arm is a huge favor!
If you're a man, you have passion, even if you're soft, you have your temper, not to mention Hans and the others are not soft!
"Boys, use all your strength, don't hold back, because each of you only has one chance!" Chris cracked his neck loudly, walked into the midst of Hans's dozen bodyguards, and cracked his knuckles arrogantly looking at them!
Listening to Chris's arrogant words, the crowd was furious, and instead of speaking, they surrounded Chris, the atmosphere tense to the extreme!
"Huh…"
No one knows who shouted first, then all the bodyguards charged at Chris!
Bang!
Bang bang bang!
The muffled sound of countless punches and kicks on flesh echoed. Hans hurriedly looked and saw Chris standing there like a fool, being hit by his bodyguards with punches and kicks!
He knew how strong his bodyguards were, a punch could penetrate a steel plate, let alone Chris, who's just flesh and blood!
Oh, I thought Seventh Angel's people were much stronger, but now it seems just like this!
Just as he was about to turn around and brag to Faree, the next scene shocked him to the extreme, his eyes opened wide, as if his eyeballs might pop out!
Chris, who stood there motionless, suddenly moved, stretched out his right hand, grabbed a bodyguard's arm hitting him, and with force, snapped it with a 'crack' sound, then the bodyguard wailed, clutching his bleeding arm, rolling around!
"Ah… my arm… It's broken… broken!"
The voice was shrill and miserable, as if someone was jabbing his daisy from behind with a steel pipe!
But this was just the beginning—an introduction to a nightmare!
In the next minute, Chris's arms continuously stretched out, switching people, continually snapping these people's arms!
Crack!
Crack crack crack!
A string of sounds like wind snapping branches, followed by countless shrill cries. If at night, these cries would definitely attract all the wild wolves within a ten-mile radius!
Hans was stunned, completely unable to believe what he was seeing!
A minute ago, his dozen bodyguards were lively, but now, they've uniformly lost an arm, rolling and wailing in pools of blood.
The contrast was too big, too big for him to accept!
Who exactly was this Chris? His body could be harder than steel; so many punches and kicks landed on him, yet he was unscathed. Is this… is this really human?
And to so casually snap his bodyguards' arms, this was truly… too shocking, too unbelievable!