Free Web NovelChapter 1021: Chapter 398: The DE Organization That Looks Down on Others
"Minister, you actually kicked me!"
With Leng Bing’s wailing, Leng Bing, who was kicked by Zhang Beixing, traced a beautiful arc in the air. The moment he hit the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.
Leng Bing couldn’t understand why Zhang Beixing actually kicked him, and kicked him so hard.
For a moment, Leng Bing even thought that if he hadn’t reached the level of a Great Grandmaster, Zhang Beixing’s kick might have been fatal.
"I didn’t expect you to save someone like this; you’re truly a proud and insincere minister!"
Leng Bing couldn’t figure out Zhang Beixing’s intention, but the middle-aged man from the organization saw through what Zhang Beixing was trying to do.
"By hitting three acupoints on the human body with a very steady power, it can make the stagnant blood inside flow out in a gushing manner."
Lying on the ground, Leng Bing felt much better inside than before.
He grinned with a fawning smile, looking at Zhang Beixing.
"Really, thank you, Minister. In the next life, I would repay your kindness as a cow or horse."
"I’m not interested in hoodlums like you."
Zhang Beixing’s face was full of disdain, waving his hand at Leng Bing.
"Now you go down and direct the others to deal with those little rascals. I don’t like anyone coming to disrupt my mood at the crucial moment."
Upon hearing Zhang Beixing’s command, Leng Bing hesitated not the slightest. He knew that even if he stayed, he couldn’t help Zhang Beixing much.
If careless, he might even become a burden to Zhang Beixing.
After Leng Bing left, Zhang Beixing flexed his joints and then sat on a chair in front of the middle-aged man.
"Tell me, how many people did your organization send this time?"
Seeing Zhang Beixing’s skillful demeanor, the middle-aged man even had the illusion that the other party was the senior member of the organization.
"Just me, isn’t that enough?"
The middle-aged man slightly frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with Zhang Beixing’s words.
"Then your organization really looks down on me. It seems you didn’t learn a lesson from the trip to Europe."
In Europe, Zhang Beixing single-handedly led a small team, uprooting all the organization’s might.
This kind of strength wasn’t exaggerated, but truly fought for. At that time, the organization may not have had masters continuously stationed, but still had one or two Great Grandmasters there.
Yet those Great Grandmasters ultimately became symbols measuring Zhang Beixing’s strength.
"So what kind of end will you face?"
The disdainful gaze in Zhang Beixing’s eyes provoked the middle-aged man in front of him. The middle-aged man didn’t reach the level of Great Grandmaster by his own strength, relying on drugs like others.
Precisely for this reason, the middle-aged man was always bothered by one thing. He had to prove that although he became Great Grandmaster by drugs, he was no different than those who relied on their own strength.
Thus, the middle-aged man constantly improved his strength and kept challenging those at the Grandmaster and Great Grandmaster levels.
Due to his almost reckless fighting style, many fell by his hand.
"I want to see if you can withstand my continuous attacks!"
The middle-aged man seemed unwilling to waste more words with Zhang Beixing. A winter glow flashed across his hands, and the next moment he rushed directly at Zhang Beixing.
The middle-aged man’s hands were extremely agile, each time targeting vital spots with attacks. With such rapid attack speed, Zhang Beixing thought that even Leng Bing at full strength wouldn’t match up.
"Interesting."
Zhang Beixing smiled slightly, his hands in his pockets.
Regardless of how the middle-aged man attacked, he couldn’t touch Zhang Beixing at all. The middle-aged man’s expression gradually turned cold, and his once-firm heart began to waver.
"Already doubting your own strength?"
The changes in the middle-aged man’s face did not escape Zhang Beixing’s eyes at all. With a slight jump, Zhang Beixing distanced himself from the middle-aged man.
"Your organization truly doesn’t regard me..."
Zhang Beixing sighed, deliberately putting on a displeased expression.
"It seems you haven’t learned from the previous stint in Europe, should send more Great Grandmasters, or find an Extraordinary Level expert!"
Seeing Zhang Beixing’s punchable face, if not for being unable to beat him, the middle-aged man really felt like grinding his face into the ground continuously.
"Extraordinary Level expert, don’t kid around!"
The middle-aged man said subconsciously.
"If there were truly Extraordinary Level experts, our organization’s drugs would’ve been advanced further, how could they remain stagnant!"
"Am I wrong then?"
Seeing Zhang Beixing’s look of treating him like an idiot, with a caring gaze, made the middle-aged man feel like exploding with rage.
Zhang Beixing didn’t reply to him, but directly approached the middle-aged man, circling around to closely examine him. Finally, he reached out, placing his hand on the middle-aged man’s forehead.
