God-Level Special Forces Soldier

Chapter 946: Chapter 942: If You Want to Fake an Injury, the Exit’s to the Left

”Bring all the dishes listed here!” Xiao Tian nonchalantly handed the entire menu to the waiter. In his eyes, Masuda Ryosei’s reckless behavior could only end in one way—he would end up footing the bill.

Masuda Ryosei, tempted by Xiao Tian’s words, pulled over a seat and sat down, crossing his legs, ”What if I also want to dine here?”

”Sure!” Xiao Tian nodded in agreement.

Masuda Ryosei was surprised by Xiao Tian’s response. Not only was he not pleased, but he also grew anxious. How could he showcase his dominance if Xiao Tian suddenly became compliant?

However, Xiao Tian’s follow-up words came just in time: ”After we finish eating, the leftovers are yours to enjoy.”

Upon hearing this, Masuda Ryosei was immediately delighted; it was as if his wishes came true.

The people around him, dressed similarly, couldn’t help but stand up and shout after hearing Xiao Tian’s words.

”Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you tell us to leave?!”

”I’ll give you one minute to take back what you just said.”

”Kid, are you tired of living?”

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Before Xiao Tian could react, Masuda Ryosei gestured for everyone to quiet down, then put on a dangerous smile, ”Sorry, I’ve never eaten anyone’s leftovers in my life.”

”That’s okay. If you haven’t tried it, you can give it a go!” Xiao Tian said, understandingly. ”Maybe once you’ve tried it, you’ll fall in love with the feeling and only eat leftovers from now on?”

Masuda Ryosei’s expression suddenly changed, but instead of responding to Xiao Tian, he circled to the other side, sizing up Adison Claire from behind, increasingly intrigued.

However, Adison Claire, seemingly aware of Masuda Ryosei’s malicious gaze, stood up from her seat, walking directly towards Xiao Tian opposite.

Yet, halfway there, Masuda Ryosei stopped her, leeringly saying, ”Miss, wearing sunglasses in broad daylight isn’t good for your eyes; how about I help you take them off?”

Before Adison Claire could reply, he reached out uninvited to take off her sunglasses.

Adison Claire quickly stepped back two paces, angrily, ”Please show some respect!”

After hearing her speak in English and noticing her brown hair, the person closest to Masuda Ryosei whispered, ”She seems to be a Westerner.”

”So what if she’s a Westerner?” Masuda Ryosei immediately interrupted, ”If she’s beautiful, what does it matter whether she’s Eastern or Western.”

Saying this, he glanced at Xiang Yiting, blinking, ”Don’t you agree, beautiful?”

Xiang Yiting felt goosebumps all over and hurriedly moved her seat closer to Xiao Tian, feeling waves of anger rising from her heart.

After his teasing remarks, Xiang Yiting’s reaction seemed to satisfy Masuda Ryosei. He quickly approached Adison Claire again with a smile, raising his hand once more, intending to remove her sunglasses.

By now, Adison Claire’s eyes, hidden behind the sunglasses, were filled with extreme anger. She was about to impulsively take off the glasses and leave Masuda Ryosei with a haunting shadow.

At such times, her heart felt like it was being sliced by a knife, a pain and bitterness beyond words.

However, just as she was about to act, a crisp sound was heard, and Masuda Ryosei suddenly screamed, clutching his raised hand. Blood began to seep through his fingers.

Looking at the shards of bowls and plates scattered around, Adison Claire quickly turned towards Xiao Tian, finding him calmly playing with a round plate, his expression serene, like an outsider.

Masuda Ryosei winced in pain, sucking in air with clenched teeth, the perpetrator was obvious.

Almost everyone present was his ally, and Adison Claire had been in his line of sight. It was impossible for her to injure his hand.

The only ones left were Xiao Tian and Xiang Yiting, and it was clear who was most likely to strike.

Glaring at Xiao Tian with malice, Masuda Ryosei felt his anger rising, shouting, ”What the hell are you waiting for, get that kid for me!”

As soon as these words fell, Xiao Tian noticed warnings from both his left and right, from two people dressed as bodyguards.

Xiao Tian remained calm, unhurriedly separating a pair of chopsticks, crossing them in his hands.

Almost simultaneously, two shrill screams echoed through the room, the two bodyguard-like individuals nearly fainted, half from pain, the other from fright.

Releasing his grip, Xiao Tian watched as the bamboo chopsticks embedded in the bodyguards’ palms, blood dripping to the floor, frowning, ”You collided with them yourselves; I take no responsibility. If you want to fake a fall, take a left at the exit.”

In fact, chopsticks made from bamboo couldn’t possibly pierce palms with the ease of a sword. Even if he did strike, the pain would have halted their attack.

All because Xiao Tian infused the chopsticks with a layer of True Qi upon grasping them, transforming them into dagger-like instruments that easily punched through the gaps and pierced both palms.

Watching Xiao Tian’s relaxed expression, along with the two bodyguards on the floor, screaming incessantly, the room fell silent, until the waiter arrived with the dishes, breaking the deathly quiet.

However, upon entering, the waiter froze on the spot, only reacting after a long pause. With a scream, he dropped the tray and fled the room.

Two dishes from the tray landed squarely on a bodyguard’s face; fortunately, they were cold appetizers; if it had been hot soup, it would have been quite amusing.

Nevertheless, it created a dramatic effect.

Two decorative flowers coincidentally landed on the bodyguard’s eyes, looking humorous. Yet, aside from Xiao Tian, everyone else was unable to laugh.

With the two strongest down, Masuda Ryosei was slightly alarmed but still confident, as he held a failsafe card he believed would reverse the situation.

This confidence originated from the respectful treatment from officials when he revealed his trump card, and the compliance from local leaders upon its revelation, never having failed for a month.

Despite Xiao Tian’s extraordinary composure, Masuda Ryosei felt he was even less formidable than those local heads.

Thinking of this, Masuda Ryosei spoke viciously, ”Do you know whose man I am?”