Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 2890: Chapter 2018: Ambushed (Part 2)

At these words, Tiwei’er immediately showed a sweet smile, ”Binge, you’re so good!”

This act of PDA was quite sudden.

Kuna and Fain both had a slightly unnatural look in their eyes, as if they felt a bit sour.

”You all have said so much, are you finished?”

A polite voice sounded.

Binge and the others turned to look in the direction of the voice.

The speaker was that young Huaxia man. Although he seemed a bit fragile due to his slender build, his aura was steady and powerful.

”At a time like this, you’re still playing it cool!”

Seeing this, Binge was inexplicably angry, his face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered, ”Get them!”

Surrounding Bai Xiaosheng and the other two were more than a dozen sturdy individuals.

At the order, they directly charged forward.

As they moved, so did Lei Ying.

There was not a single wasted word between them.

They say two fists are no match for four hands, and even a hero cannot withstand a crowd.

But this saying presupposes that both sides are in a state of mutual combat.

Lei Ying, however, never gave anyone the opportunity to engage in mutual combat; in fact, no one was qualified to brawl with him.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lei Ying’s actions were so fast they seemed exaggerated, like a ghost, spinning like a top with Bai Xiaosheng and Lin Weiwei at the center.

The first person was struck by a chop to the neck, the second was hit and turned around by an elbow straight to the chest.

The third person took a kick to the abdomen, while the fourth received a headbutt.

Not only was he fast, but where Lei Ying struck, aside from some hard hits, he specifically targeted acupuncture points.

These acupuncture points are profound, not only lethal but also capable of causing dizziness and paralysis, making them the weakest points of the human body.

Considering Lei Ying’s physique and strength, it’s no exaggeration to say that even if he did a simple square dance, he would be a potential danger, and when he struck those points, anyone hit by him lost their combat ability instantly.

However, with more than a dozen people attacking simultaneously, Lei Ying’s whirlwind attacks, no matter how fast, couldn’t completely protect Bai Xiaosheng and Lin Weiwei.

Of course, he didn’t need to protect them entirely.

As someone grabbed Lin Weiwei’s arm, they immediately knelt down. The self-defense techniques Lin Weiwei learned were custom designed by Bai Xiaosheng and Lei Ying.

Speaking of female self-defense techniques, Lei Ying had said nothing worked better than the 72 Shadowless Kicks. This kicking technique is not bound by forms or moves; it wins by speed and surprise.

Lin Weiwei had grasped the essence well.

As for Bai Xiaosheng, he remained unhurried, all his movements merely amounted to retreating half a step, or sidestepping, yet often had magical effects, avoiding attacks.

He only needed to delay for a second or half a second for Lei Ying to arrive.

The whole fight was actually quite unremarkable, because it ended too quickly.

So quickly that even a movie wouldn’t dare portray it this way, as it would look unappealing and wouldn’t attract audiences.

So quickly that the smug smiles on Binge and his group’s faces were instantly replaced by shock, creating a comedic effect.

Lei Ying moved like a whirlwind, letting out a heavy breath, and all around lay people sprawled out in various directions, either groaning or unconscious.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled at the opposite side, while Lin Weiwei’s lips curled into a cold smile.

Lei Ying looked at Binge and his four companions, seemingly still unsatisfied, and stepped toward them.

Facing Lei Ying’s cold stare, Binge and the others were all filled with fear, retreating repeatedly.

As the leader, Binge’s face turned pale with panic, and he shouted, ”What, what are you doing, don’t come over here!”

In fact, Lei Ying merely intended to scare these guys; he didn’t necessarily want to actually fight.

Even one of his punches might be too much for Binge, the strongest of them, to handle.

”You, go!” Binge suddenly noticed there was still one person on their side, the one who had brought Bai Xiaosheng and the others, and he immediately pointed and shouted at him.

That person was actually quite scared, especially after Lei Ying cast a casual glance at him.

However, being ordered by Young Master Binge, he dared not disobey.

He gritted his teeth, shouting, and charged at Lei Ying.

But after running only three steps, he tripped over his own feet and fell face-first to the ground, even stirring up a cloud of dust.

Thereafter, he lay motionless, seemingly fainted.

Binge was stunned for two seconds at the sight before he burst out swearing, ”You’re fucking fired!”

Then, Binge suddenly remembered something, urgently shouting, ”Meteorite Iron!”

In fact, there was no need for Binge to shout, as a figure had already stepped out from behind a side pillar.

This figure wasn’t tall but had a steady, powerful stride. While walking, he silently took off his coat and threw it aside as he approached Binge and his group.

The person stepping out was none other than Binge’s bodyguard captain—”Meteorite Iron.”

Lei Ying merely exchanged a glance with him before stopping, his eyes lighting up, and even the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

”Interesting.”

Seeing his trump card show up, Binge let out a long breath, feeling grounded, with a smile spreading across his face. ”Meteorite Iron, beat him hard for me, let him know your power!”

”Meteorite Iron” nodded, stretching his arms and neck, setting his stance as he walked toward Lei Ying.

Lei Ying focused on his opponent, then unbuttoned his cuffs and collar to prepare for action.

Even when facing so many people earlier, Lei Ying hadn’t prepared so formally.

From behind, Lin Weiwei couldn’t help but ask Bai Xiaosheng, ”Is this a formidable opponent?”

Bai Xiaosheng fixed his eyes on ”Meteorite Iron,” responding with an ”Mm.”

It seemed even he thought the person was up to no good, which led Lin Weiwei to say, ”Lei Ying definitely won’t have any problems, right?”

In Lin Weiwei’s mind, Lei Ying’s skills were nearly unbeatable, only matched by Bai Xiaosheng himself.