C205

Default Volume Two hundred and six

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However, this time Lambert didn't reveal his previous expression. He calmly looked at the big man's face, not a single ripple in his eyes.

This was the first time they had encountered such a situation. After all, the security of Hedonmar wasn't that bad, and the teenager was naturally curious about it; they also wanted to see what kind of gang this so-called gang was. In fact, they were a bit disappointed because they believed that the gang was led by a very powerful man.

"Is that what you're talking about?" Lambert raised his hand to the big man's head.

The big man subconsciously raised his head. "Hualala!" The golden coins landed on his face and then fell to the ground with a "Ding Ding" sound. Some of them rolled over to the feet of others.

This was an insult, and he decided to beat up these people to let them know what the outside world was like.

"You little devil!" The burly man raised his hand, the veins on his arm popping out as he clenched his fist tightly, aiming it straight at Lambert's head.

"Bang!" A dull sound of collision came. He turned around and saw that his fist had been blocked by a hand. That hand tightly clenched his fist, making his hand unable to move anymore. Lambert gently lifted the messy bangs in front of him and said with ease, "Don't be so angry!" Then he opened the collar of his shirt, took a few steps back and tidied up his clothes.

"Isn't the money on the floor?" With a mocking smile, he looked at the big, tiger-faced man. Raising his head slightly, a look of sympathy appeared in his eyes as he softly said, "Why are you still capturing me? Let go!"

The student with the big man's fist also couldn't help but laugh out loud. He let go of the big man's fist and took a step back, making a gesture of 'please' towards the ground.

This kind of play was a common occurrence for them. The arrogance and domineering attitude that aristocrats required of them was able to stir up the other party's anger and vent it out on themselves.

From the looks of it, they seemed to be looking at the bad guys instead.

"You!" The big man looked at the ground as his clothes slowly expanded. He glared at them and said, "If you can stand up in the next half a year, I won't be hanging around the west coast anymore!" The thugs behind him all revealed expressions of fear. The boss had gotten angry, but they didn't expect these students to be so scared at first. Why were they acting like this now?

"Two sword strikes." Lambert looked at the burly man, revealing a confident smile as he spoke to his classmates behind him.

"I bet four swords!" The student who was laughing out loud stretched out four fingers and said to Lambert.

"Hansen, what about you?"

Hansen was the one who held the big man's fist. He was the tallest one among the five, and he looked very honest.

He laughed heartily and said, "Three slashes then."

"What about Margaret and Wood?"

"Let's do three sword strikes as well." The other two students, who didn't have much of a presence, also laughed and said.

"As usual, the loser would go to Chief Liang Yue and receive a sword strike."

"Alright!"

The burly man roared and stretched out his hand to grab Lambert. He was tall, able to directly grab Lambert and attack him. However, it was obvious that this move would not work.

Before the burly man's hand could touch Lambert, he had already disappeared. A sense of danger came from behind him, and he turned around in fright. What he saw was a pair of merciless eyes, and those green eyes imprinted his own terrified face.

Lambert held onto his wooden sword and stood on the spot, a little distressed. Looking at the burly man who was unconscious on the ground, he innocently spread his hands out. "This won't count, right …"

With a single sword strike, the large man had already lost his consciousness. Thus, he naturally would not make the bet. After all, their bet was precise to a certain number.

"Isn't it too weak..." The student named Maggie squatted beside the burly man, poked his bald head with his finger, and then smiled at the thugs. "What about you guys, do you want our money now?"

These students, who were originally fat sheep, now became wolves in the eyes of these thugs.

"Let's go!" A few of them quickly walked out and lifted the big man up before quickly running towards the street. The sound of their words echoed in the alleyway.

"Don't run, our Fish Bone Gang will not let you off!"

Lambert kept his sword back in his space and squatted down to pick up the gold coins one by one. He sighed in disappointment and said, "Is this a gang? Too weak."

Other people were also helping out, so the picking up process was still very quick.

"They told us to wait here, but we couldn't?" Hanson asked hesitantly.

"No, it's a waste of time!"

Lambert dusted his hands and pointed at the bustling street outside.

"A real life is a beautiful woman!"

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It had to be said that there were many beauties on the west coast, and because they were different from the Hetton Mal customs, the women here had two completely different styles. The women here all felt very confident, and their summer clothes were much more exposed than Hetton Mal's.

Lambert and the others were looking at the girls on stage, dancing with their legs exposed and wearing their skinnies, their legs tanned and tanned from the sun, which made Lambert and the others feel as if water was going to flow down. Family education for the aristocrats was much stricter, so how could they have the chance to see such a scene in Hetton Marr.

"This is really a good place …" Lambert took a sip of the amber liquid in front of him and smacked his lips. Although the inferior wine didn't taste very good, it was surprisingly alright to drink it here.

"Next time, let's find some more people to go with us."

"Alright!"

The few people who were looking at their legs with rapt attention did not know that there were hundreds of people surrounding them.

The passionate music suddenly changed and slowed down. The people's dancing steps also changed along with the music. Suddenly, the music was replaced by the sound of the glass shattering, and a sharp sound resounded throughout the entire field.

The dancing girls on the stage were chased away. A man in a blue suit stood on the stage and shouted towards the voice amplifying magic, "Fish Bone Gang, do your job. No one is allowed to move!"

"They seem to have caught up." He poked Lambert in the arm, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice.

"Tsk tsk, they're really coming!"

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