Chapter 187: First Cooperation with Xu Tianlong (Part 2)

"Bang!"

Liu Xiaotian then raised his hand, 'aiming' at Zabuka's neck, which had slightly turned to one side after being slapped, exposing the back of his neck in front of him, and fiercely slapped it.

"This is called a big neck sweep!" Liu Xiaotian's tone carried a hint of smile.

However, that smile, heard in Zabuka's ears, was filled with deep hatred.

"This is called JMS big swing!"

"This is called eggplant box!"

"This is called nest-heart kick!"

"This is called raise head!"

It was just like a guy who spends all day loafing in internet cafes playing games, can't study, yet steals towers, showing off a 'look-back scoop' in front of him...

At one, one look `none, one mistake version%!'

Xu Tianlong also subconsciously raised his thumb, though he didn't know whether he was giving himself a 'like' or giving Liu Xiaotian a 'like'.

Now, although his heart was still filled with anger over Zabuka's near-cut of his right hand tendon, he simply didn't know how to strike.

During Liu Xiaotian's series of 'combos', Zabuka had already been knocked down three times; although he got up each time immediately, his gaze became increasingly scattered.

At that moment, Zabuka felt an unprecedented sense of sour refreshment; his body tensed sharply, his eyes stared wide and round, at least a third larger than usual.

Looking at the coin-sized bloody, hairless spot on Zabuka's head and the bleeding corner of his mouth, the other five people besides Liu Xiaotian twitched at the corners of their eyes.

"This is called rocket dash XX!"

Especially Xu Tianlong, who was utterly speechless.

If it weren't for seeing the unfamiliar surroundings, who would think this was happening during a mission?

"Old Xu, I always thought you were an honest person, but today I realized I was wrong, and terribly so! You… this is really too showy…"

Then, the fist that he had kept clenched despite being knocked down three times by Liu Xiaotian finally opened, turning into a palm that covered his own heel, and he kept jumping and spinning in place.

Liu Xiaotian gave a 'hehe' smile, raised his hand and delivered a knife-hand strike, knocking out Zabuka, who was still jumping and spinning in place; he stepped forward, picked up Zabuka's curved-blade military knife, and cut the nylon ropes binding He Chen Guang and the other two.

Wang Yanbing had just pulled the torn cloth strip from his mouth when he immediately gave Xu Tianlong, who was binding the unconscious Zabuka, a double thumbs-up, saying sincerely:

"Cough cough… I actually… also know a move, which is somewhat not proper for polite company…" Xu Tianlong's expression and tone at this moment were almost identical to those of the three-good students who first entered an arcade or internet cafe.

"Big slaps, JMS big swing, nest-heart kick—those are fine enough, but can hair-pulling and carp split-cheek also count?"

He could clearly feel that his excretory opening was probably completely torn.

Chen Shanming: …

Song Kaifei felt somewhat better, stepped forward and patted Xu Tianlong on the shoulder, letting out a light sigh to comfort him:

Only then did Liu Xiaotian react, quietly giving Xu Tianlong a thumbs-up and whispering 'praise':

"Damn, what kind of godly move is this? Unlike the others, Chen Shanming thought: 'It's over! This damn thing is totally over now, Xu Tianlong has also been 'darkened' by that Liu Xiaotian, who's like a monkey king!'"

"Three-good students are also children; it's inevitable they'd be attracted to games, and being completely unfamiliar with this novel thing, seeing this scene, then being encouraged and guided to take two heads, not shouting 'delicious' would be strange!"

He Chen Guang and the other two, tightly bound: …

Beside him, Xu Tianlong was already dazed when Liu Xiaotian's first big slap came over. Chen Shanming: …

The other three: …

"Damn… is this Eastern martial arts?"

"If we survive this time, then in the future when eating we'll also have to pay extra attention; otherwise, eating will feel good, but when eliminating the residue, only pain will remain."

"This is called hair-pulling!"

Liu Xiaotian wore a smug look, glanced at Zabuka, then turned his head to look at Xu Tianlong, and asked with a grin: 'Old Xu, you never learned any street-fighter moves as a kid? Give this guy a taste, let him open his eyes completely!'

Then he put his palms together, hooking his ring and little fingers, pressing his index and middle fingers tightly, and at the moment he moved behind the completely unresponsive Zabuka, he shouted in a low voice:

A few seconds later, Chen Shanming was the first to come to his senses, saying in a low voice: 'Alright, quickly release He Chen Guang and the other two! Leave two people to escort them onto the deck and tie them to the rail; the rest of you hurry to find the owl and that CVX2 poison gas bomb!'

However, using these seemingly street-fighting moves with his current strength and speed almost cost Zabuka half his life.

Now, Zabuka's body was still swaying; his fists were clenched tight, but he couldn't muster a punch.

For some reason, at that moment Xu Tianlong felt a vague excitement and anticipation welling up inside him.

As someone born into a martial arts family, who started training from childhood, with every move and form proper and correct, even when he fought classmates as a kid or occasionally played 'hero saves beauty' as an adult, his strikes always followed the standard of being graceful, handsome, and deadly; he had never used these improper methods.

"What we want is exactly the improper! Hurry, let this guy feel it, give him a complete memory of Eastern martial arts!" Apparently encouraged, Xu Tianlong's face flushed slightly from excitement, he firmly nodded at Liu Xiaotian, and stepped forward with a flash to the left front.

"If it weren't for seeing the bloodstains on Zabuka's pants, most people would probably think this was just a bunch of teenagers roughhousing; the only one who wouldn't think that would be Zabuka himself."

He Chen Guang didn't speak, but the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

Liu Xiaotian's smile was even broader, and even more wicked:

"This is called carp split-cheek!"

Liu Xiaotian: …

At the same time, he made a muffled, indescribable strange sound from his mouth.

"Old Xu, great job! Nicely done!"

In the next four strikes, Liu Xiaotian used the moves he habitually used when fighting as a child.

Under his palm, streaks of blood had already seeped onto the pants.

…

"Old Xu, it's fine; later you'll find that you're increasingly influenced by this Liu Xiaotian…"

Chen Shanming's face flashed with a hint of helplessness, but he also didn't know what he, as group leader, could say at this moment.

"Song Kaifei, Wang Yanbing, you two go send people; the rest keep searching!"

This was the only solution Chen Shanming could think of after pondering for a while to break the current situation…

(End of chapter)