Counterfeit Hero

"Yes, miss." The middle-aged man bowed respectfully without saying another word. As he was about to turn and leave, he glanced at Fatty.

Around them, the men in black had already surrounded the three of them, leaving no gap. Some helped up their companions lying on the ground, while others walked expressionlessly to Fatty and Helen Meiduo.

"Come with us."

The leader of the men in black had a face like water, his voice cold as an iceberg, carrying an indisputable force. Beside him, several bodyguards had already reached their hands into their jackets. Judging by their stance, it was clear they were holding energy pistols that rendered even the fiercest fists useless.

"What do you want?" The once arrogant Fatty became panic-stricken upon seeing the hands of the men in black near him, and shouted, "Why should I go with you, I won’t go!"

"Sir," seeing things about to take a deadly turn, the female manager leading the security plucked up the courage to step forward and address the men in black, "I think this might just be a misunderstanding, could you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her voice abruptly stopped.

An energy gun was already aimed at her head.

Under the cold muzzle, the legs of the graceful middle-aged female manager gave out. Her lips trembled, and tears suddenly welled up.

This time, there wasn’t even a scream around.

The crowd watching was stunned into silence under the chilling gazes of dozens of men in black. Some girls, their faces equally pale, buried their heads in their boyfriends’ chests, hands tightly covering their mouths, bodies trembling.

"Go." The leader of the men in black pulled out a gun from his coat.

"Not going!" Fatty shook his head defiantly, sulking, "I just won’t go!"

This time, even Barbara, who was ready to leave, couldn’t help but turn her head.

Perhaps annoyed by such a confrontation, one of the twin sisters beside her spoke coldly to the leader of the men in black, "Break their legs, take them."

The girl’s words were devoid of emotion. Her pretty face, with watery eyes and an icy expression, contrasted sharply with her cold tone.

Amidst the sound of people gasping in shock, Fatty’s gaze met Barbara’s sidelong glance, and he suddenly smiled weirdly at her, "I won’t go, and neither can you."

Barbara’s lips curled into a charming yet cold arc.

She was genuinely curious about how long Fatty could endure torment without breaking down in her hands. Being a stand-in for the Fatty that displeased her might make him quite the plaything.

But suddenly, Barbara’s smile froze. Simultaneously, the expressions of her twin sisters turned utterly dazed.

Among five red laser sighting lines, three were aimed at Barbara’s forehead and temples on either side. The other two were aimed at the foreheads of the twin sisters.

"Fed up with living." Following a robust voice, Stewart’s tall figure appeared before everyone. Behind him, hundreds of fully armed soldiers emerged from stairways, escalators, and elevators. In the central atrium, dozens of soldiers descended from above, with several sniper rifles already mounted around.

Stewart walked through the automatically parting crowd, saluted Fatty, then, in an instant, several formidable soldiers holding automatic energy weapons capable of turning an elephant into two ounces of blood surged forward, disarming and binding the men in black, who were now entirely stunned and caught off guard.

"Is he someone you can mess with?" After saluting Fatty, Stewart, remembering Fatty’s teaching to smack faces when hitting, backhanded a slap on the leader’s face, mirroring Fatty’s earlier action. He then viciously waved his hand, "Take them all back."

The sudden turn of events left everyone at the scene dumbfounded. After the moment of silence, the crowd erupted into a buzz of excitement.

Especially the female manager, who was once staring down the barrel of a gun, widened her tear-filled eyes in joy.

Everyone had recognized these soldiers in blue uniforms. Not long ago, this unit had stirred up the entire Hanjing. From that moment, they knew this troop hailed as Chuckna’s kin by Old Marshal Li Cunxin and had witnessed their domineering stance against the Feiyang 31st Army.

That woman and her bodyguards didn’t know whom they were provoking. To dare mess with these ruthless figures was utter foolishness!

It takes a villain to deal with a villain. The dozens of black-clad bodyguards who had been so imposing moments ago now seemed like lambs caught by wolves in front of the menacing soldiers of the bandit army.

The elegant Barbara, under the bandit army’s gunpoint, suddenly lost the color in her lips. The twin sisters beside her, though still cold in expression, could not suppress the shame and anger in their eyes.

At this moment, they felt as if they were stripped bare in public.

As Barbara and the two girls, filled with shame and resentment, stepped forth under the bandit army’s guns, about to be taken away, Stewart suddenly waved his hand at the soldiers behind them, "What the hell are you escorting such old women for? Is it disgusting? Hurry up, let them scram."

The men in black and the middle-aged man were rounded up and taken away by the bandit army soldiers. Fatty and the two girls left, chatting and joking with the bandit army’s Major General.

The entire mall was left with that woman and the two twin girls beside her. Watching their faces turn alternately pale and flushed, everyone developed a deeper understanding of the bandit army’s lawlessness and audacity.

Even dressed in Fanani’s clothes, these three stunningly beautiful women were like drenched chickens.

Old woman, disgusting....... That bandit army Major General’s mouth was truly vile.

Barbara did not hastily leave out of humiliation from the people’s gaze.

She watched Fatty’s departing direction with a faint gaze, recalling the meaningful eyes he showed after removing his sunglasses, clenching her fist tightly.

Even though he had clearly altered his appearance, she recognized him at a glance after he took off the sunglasses.

This was a war of life and death, with no rules, no mercy, and no compassion.

The war fire had been ignited. Not tomorrow at the Mecha test event, but today, right here in this bustling mall, beginning with an unexpected encounter.

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