Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 226 Beating the Bodyguard

The three-legged leopard had already silently walked to the coffee table, its hand subtly touching a wine bottle.

Li Jian rolled his eyes.

This three-legged leopard is really a brother; with so many skilled opponents here, he still wants to turn the tide.

The bulging-eyed dragon didn't see this scene. He simply explained to Mr. Song, "Mr. Song, I really lost my composure when I lost."

Mr. Song suddenly sprang to his feet and slapped the bulging-eyed man hard across the face, distorting his features: "Why did you modify my computer?"

The three-legged leopard had been waiting for this moment.

There's a song that goes, "I vow to go, even into mountains of knives, with boundless courage, and overcome a thousand obstacles!"

Three-Legged Leopard grabbed the bottle, ready to smash it over Mr. Song's head.

Before he could take a single step, a bodyguard in a black suit kicked the three-legged leopard back.

Mr. Song didn't care about the three-legged leopard behind him at all. He just stared at the bulging-eyed dragon and said, word by word, "If you lose money, you can pay it back slowly, but breaking the rules is absolutely unforgivable."

The man with bulging eyes kept apologizing: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, please give me another chance."

Mr. Song picked up a stainless steel skewer from the glass on the coffee table.

This stainless steel skewer has a rose on one end and is extremely sharp on the other.

Holding a stainless steel skewer, Mr. Song looked at the bulging-eyed man and slowly said, "I want everyone to know that those who don't follow the rules will not have a good ending."

As he spoke, Mr. Song prepared to insert the stainless steel skewer.

Whoosh!

The bulging-eyed dragon felt a sharp gust of wind come at him, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

He watched helplessly as the stainless steel skewer was about to be inserted into his body.

Snapped!

The sharp end of the stainless steel skewer stopped 0.01 centimeters from the bulging-eyed dragon's chest, and a warm, jade-like hand grasped the skewer.

No matter how hard Mr. Song tried, he couldn't push the stainless steel skewer even a centimeter.

Mr. Song looked at the owner of the hand in surprise, only to find that it was Li Jian, who had come in with the bulging-eyed dragon and the three-legged leopard.

There is no such person as Li Jian in his database.

Li Jian said calmly, "Mr. Song, it's fine for you to hit him, but this is going too far. He doesn't deserve to die."

Mr. Song was so angry he laughed: "And who are you?"

The three-legged leopard was being held down by a bodyguard in a black suit, unable to move. He struggled to raise his head and roared, "Mr. Song, he's my brother, don't touch him!"

Mr. Song said nonchalantly, "Kid, get lost before I get angry!"

"What if I don't get out?"

Li Jian's answer was equally nonchalant.

This attitude thoroughly angered Mr. Song.

The fact that he could speak so calmly with the bulging-eyed dragon and the three-legged leopard shows he has great composure.

Unexpectedly, these lowly scoundrels mistook his composure for weakness, which angered Mr. Song.

Mr. Song's face twitched uncontrollably twice: "Kid, I'm very angry, and the consequences will be severe."

Li Jian said, "Oh? Then I'd like to see just how serious it is."

Mr. Song released the iron skewer, waved his hand, and said, "Kill him!"

Bang!

The seven bodyguards beside him had been unable to restrain themselves any longer. At Mr. Song's command, the seven men pounced on Li Jian.

The seven bodyguards were clearly highly trained, and their first move was a deadly one.

Li Jian felt a throbbing in his temple; the enemy's fist hadn't even landed, but his body had already given him a warning.

"That's fucking brutal! If an ordinary person got hit in the temple like that, wouldn't they just die on the spot?"

Li Jian raised his right palm and struck out with it.

A palm strike landed on the chest of a bodyguard in black.

The bodyguard in black felt a sharp pain in his chest, his vision went black, and he felt as if he had been hit by a dump truck and was sent flying backward.

Li Jian struck again, his palm gently stroking the head of a black-clad bodyguard before pinching him back by the nape of his neck and tossing him aside.

Like throwing a sandbag, toss this bodyguard to another bodyguard.

"Mom!"

The bodyguard crashed hard into the other bodyguard, and the two bodyguards immediately rolled around like tumbleweeds, clinging to each other, rolling countless times.

The other bodyguards were fearless; two attacked Li Jian's lower body, and two others reached out to grab his arms.

Li Jian grabbed a bodyguard's arm and twisted it forcefully.

The bodyguard's jaw trembled as he gasped in pain.

The excruciating pain was so intense it felt like he was about to ascend to heaven.

"what!"

Bodyguards are human too; they feel pain when they're hit. His pig-like screams echoed throughout the private room.

Li Jian didn't stop walking; he reached out and grabbed the arm of another bodyguard in the same way.

His gentle, smooth hands showed no sign of exertion, yet the bodyguard also screamed in agony, his arm twisting at an unnatural angle, and he collapsed to his knees in pain, rendered unable to fight.

The remaining two bodyguards were caught in a dilemma: whether to attack or not.

Mr. Song had never seen anyone like Li Jian before. He waved his hand and shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Stop him!"

Mr. Song shouted as he backed toward the door.

Li Jian strode towards the door.

The remaining two bodyguards steeled themselves, knowing that if they didn't intervene, they would likely lose their jobs.

"Fuck me!"

"Mom!"

Before the two bodyguards could even touch Li Jian's shoulders, Li Jian's elbows had already reached their ribs.

The two bodyguards felt a piercing pain in their chests, so painful that their vision blurred and they saw stars.

Mr. Song had just stepped out of the private room when Li Jian grabbed him by the back of his collar.

"Mr. Song, why are you in such a hurry? We haven't finished our drinks yet."

Mr. Song raised his hands, his voice trembling, and said, "Brother, don't get excited, I can give you money, lots and lots of money!"

Li Jian didn't answer, but instead picked up Mr. Song and carried him back like a chick.

The three-legged leopard and the bulging-eyed dragon were both dumbfounded.

Three-Legged Leopard asked with concern, "Ah Jian, how are you? Are you alright?"

The bulging-eyed dragon trembled violently, muttering repeatedly, "It's over! It's over! It's over!"

The three-legged leopard rushed over, patted Li Jian hard twice, checked him over, and then breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Jian, you're amazing! You took down so many people all by yourself!"

Bruce Lee's punches weren't as sharp as yours. With skills like that, it would be a waste if you weren't a top-tier martial arts expert!

Three-Legged Leopard put his arm around Li Jian's shoulder and said to Buzzy-Eyed Dragon, "Brother Dragon, how was it? Wasn't my brother awesome?"

The bulging-eyed dragon was on the verge of tears: "You've really made my life miserable!"

He was just about to give Mr. Song a nip.

He would rather suffer physically himself so that Mr. Song could vent his anger.

Now, Mr. Song's anger has not only not been vented, but has become even greater.

Three-Legged Leopard pulled Protruding-Eyed Dragon over and made him sit next to Mr. Song. He then pushed Protruding-Eyed Dragon's shoulder and said, "Ah Long, quickly tell Mr. Song that we will definitely make up for his deficit!"

"Harmony brings wealth!"