Chapter 210 Funny Formation

Even so, I didn’t dare lower my guard. Without saying a word, I maintained my defensive position, and stared at the hole. I could still hear the laughter coming outside the hole, but every time I thought it would stop, it started right back up again. I held my breath every time it stopped, prepared for the battle to resume, but the guy just ended up laughing again every six or seven seconds, laughing louder each time.

It wasn’t easy waiting for him to laugh it out, and I was a little depressed as I watched him come through the hole, see us, go “pfttt”, and then walk back out. Then he looked at somebody and shouted, “Substitute, I can’t.” At the same time, he walked down the nearby stairs.

We all looked at each other, and I said to myself, what do we do? We can’t make them laugh themselves to death. All they have to do is wait until we’ve exhausted ourselves. I took a deep breath, and made a very difficult decision.

“The downtown area is two streets away, so we have to force them to retreat. They wanted to jump in just now, and if the ceiling wasn’t so short, we’d all be dead. We’ll surely die if we go out now, but it seems like we won’t be able to maintain our strength for long.” I said. “Rack your brains and think of something.”

“Are they really that god-like?” There were still some guys who didn’t believe it, “Boss, why don’t we just step on the gas when we get down to the car?”

Black Glasses said not to give the pitcher a chance. Based on the distance, we’d be killed five hundred times by flying knives and willow darts by the time we got downstairs and actually got into the car. Plus, once we got into the car, it would be easier for them to kill us, because they could cause an accident and set the car on fire.

Brother Xiao Man was completely lurking now, and I couldn’t see where he was from this angle. I figured the dog was unreliable if we weren’t in the wilderness.

“Boss, do you think the enemy is some demon?” The other man asked. “At worst, they’re just human beings. If it’s like this, I’m starting to doubt some of my life choices.”

I sneered at him. I knew in my heart that no matter what they said, I had to adhere to my views that a change in battle tactics was more harmful than using the wrong one.

“Do any of you have a criminal record?” I asked them, “Hands up if you have a criminal record.”

Mute Sister raised her hand first, and two other people also raised their hands.

When I looked at Mute Sister, she blushed. “What, a woman like me can’t have a miserable past? If you have any questions, ask your uncle.”

“No, Mute Sister.” I said. “I was just a little surprised. I didn’t mean anything by it.” I immediately turned to the other two: “No felonies like murder or robbery, right?”

“Before entering the business, we stole electric cars. But it wasn’t very successful, and Second Boss Wang (1) said we could make good money here, so here we are. Boss, we’re so good at fighting. If you don’t believe me, just let us go out and try. If we lose, it’s on us; if we win, you can give us a promotion. How about it?”

Fucking hell, I said to myself, if you all die, it has nothing to do with me. You can die however you want, but if you die now, I won’t even last a few seconds. “Then we won’t be guilty of any serious crimes, and can get out in half a year at most. We’re in a critical situation right now, so we’ll all make a big move and get arrested. These people won’t do anything in public; it may be their only weakness. Mute Sister, find someone to take care of it on the way. We’ll change clothes and leave when we get to the police station. Like a golden cicada shedding its skin.”

“Idiot, we all heard what you said so loudly.” A voice came from the stairs next to the hole.

I was stunned for a moment as a white-faced man in black—thinner than the other black-clad person just now— came through the hole. He looked a little disgusted at the dusty environment here, and was frowning as he carefully stepped around the places where the dust would float up from the ground. He looked at us and said, “First, thank you, boss.”

“For what?”

“Since you’re dressed like this, your family won’t be too sad.” The white-faced man moved his neck, and I immediately shouted, “Sparta! Force him out!”

All the spears were instantly thrust out, and the man leaped back out of the hole with the flexibility of paper. Almost at the same time, a very tiny object shot out of his hand.

I didn’t realize that it was a fishing line until it caught on the collar of one of the guys at the edge. The fishing line tightened, and the guy was immediately pulled over.

I went up and grabbed him; we would be finished if the formation was destroyed.

The white-faced man looked very thin, but he was so strong that I couldn’t pull at all. Three of the other guys came up to help, and we finally managed to pull the hook off, and threw it back.

My hand was bloody, and I could tell that this hook was different from others. It was full of barbs.

The white-faced man in black quickly shook his arms, and used this movement to retrieve the hook. He was holding it with orchid fingers, and had a look of disgust on his face.

I said to myself, don’t throw it at me if you think I’m dirty. But before I could finish complaining, he shook his hand almost imperceptibly, and the hook swung out again.

This time I was on guard, and shouted, “Shields!”

Everyone put their shields together, and the hook hit the bottom of one basin shield, and bounced back. This time, the white-faced man didn’t hesitate, and almost immediately shot the hook out again. We all rotated the shields with a dance-like movement, and it rebounded again.

The white-faced man was green in the face by this point, and it was obvious these guys had never encountered something like this before. It appeared their former opponents weren’t too weak, but were too thin-skinned. He withdrew the fishhook, and something appeared on the backs of both hands. I wasn’t so kind as to give him a chance, and shouted, “Push him out!” Everyone raised their shields and spears, and rushed at the white-faced man in black. The spears thrust out of the hole, and pushed him back again. I temporarily blocked the hole with my shield, and shouted to the three people behind me, “Pick up the bricks!”

When they squatted down and picked up three bricks, I threw my head back and immediately crouched down. I stood back up as soon as the three bricks were directly thrown out, and returned to our defensive formation.

The white-faced man had easily dodged, but he was still stunned for a moment. Just like a logic-based computer modem encountering bugs in both directions, he obviously couldn’t cope with the current situation.

“Yield yourself to the principles of logic.” Master Black Glasses’ great theory was really based on actual combat. He was a worthy person who had participated in more than a hundred battles. His theory was that as long as you were on the defensive, there would loopholes, but your loopholes were smaller than the size of the opponent’s attack. It was the kind of principle of logic that a pig’s hoof couldn’t be inserted into its nostrils. (He had obviously never seen Fatty)

“Sparta!” I gave a loud roar, and this time, all the guys shouted after me. The momentum had reached such an unprecedented level that it was hilarious. Then, I saw the white-faced man lift his collar, and take off his black jacket, revealing the T-shirt underneath.

I saw that he was really a very slender young man, and the T-shirt was red with black stripes on it. I thought he was being coquettish at first, but in the next moment, I saw a strange spiral shadow rush into the hole. After it entered, it hit the tip of the spear next to me, stepped on the wall, and then hooked one foot on the ceiling fan.  The silver wire in both hands wrapped around, and got caught on the hook, forming a noose around Mute Sister’s neck.

At the same time, his body spun around the ceiling fan like a demon, rolled over, and he landed on the ground with a snap of his knees and calves. He somersaulted back out of the hole, and then shook his hands, tightening the silver wire.

When I reached behind my back for my Kukri, the white-faced man shouted, “Die!” The silver wire tightened instantly, and Mute Sister’s neck immediately began to deform.

Not good! If she died, how could I face Uncle Three? At this moment, however, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the brick pile, crossed through the hole in the wall, and bit the man’s arm, instantly breaking his wrist.

It was Brother Xiao Man! But when did he hide in the bricks?

After Brother Xiao Man dropped back to the ground, he shook his black fur, and lunged for the man’s throat. The white-faced man was startled, but he turned over and narrowly escaped. I pulled out my Kukri, and immediately cut the fishing line.

Brother Xiao Man turned around, and jumped back to our side, very much like a chicken thief.

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TN Notes:

(1) You can thank Tiffany for researching this, because I had no idea lol. Pinyin is “Wang Erpiao Bazi”, which Tiffany says means “Wang the second Boss”. It’s Wu Xie’s underlings’ nickname for Wang Meng. He’s the 2nd boss since Wu Xie is the main boss.