Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong



At this moment, the hooligan stood out with the yellow-haired man. All of them looked at him arrogantly with fake smiles.

The yellow-haired man touched his yellow hair and pretended to be magnanimous. "Alright, I'll give you five minutes to let your precious hunter grandson poop."

At the same time, the guests in the hotel noticed the situation outside. All of them were so frightened that they hid in their rooms, not daring to breathe loudly.

In the corridor, Lu Benwei smacked his lips. "This is too slow. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to find out this old b*stard's strength."

Glancing at the corridor, Lu Benwei saw the fire extinguisher in the fire hydrant.

"Hehe, I got it."

Time flew by, and five minutes quickly passed.

The yellow-haired man's expression was ferocious as he looked at the old beggar with a fake smile. "Old man, is your precious hunter's grandson afraid? Why did he leave an old man like you here?"

At this moment, Lu Benwei opened the window in the corridor. "Scumbag, how dare you touch my grandfather?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Benwei took out a fire extinguisher. The red canister was especially eye-catching in the dark night.

"You're the hunter? You injured Brother Dao?" The yellow-haired man teased.

"If you have the ability, come at me. Who do you think you are to make things difficult for me?"

With that, Lu Benwei threw the fire extinguisher.

The group of people dodged one after another, but they were still affected by the fire extinguisher that was smashed down. The explosion exploded into white dry powder that shot into the sky, turning them into white people!

"Damn it, this kid is courting death!"

The group of people was furious and wanted to rush upstairs to teach Lu Benwei a lesson.

"Wait!" The yellow-haired man was quite agile. Only a small handful of dried powder was scattered on his pants. "If you go after him, you won't be able to catch up for a while. Why don't you teach this old thing a lesson first?" 

The old beggar was so angry that he spoke and glared. He was not angry because of the yellow-haired man and the others, but because of Lu Benwei. In the end, he still fell into Lu Benwei's trap.

"Old man, I'm sorry!"

The yellow-haired man whistled, and a few hooligans rushed forward with sticks.

Helpless, the old beggar grunted and suddenly rushed forward. He swung his arm and threw a punch at the blondie!

The yellow-haired man screamed and was sent flying.

"You don't know how to respect the old!"

The old beggar's voice was very loud, and he called out to Lu Benwei, who was upstairs.

"Aren't you just testing me? I'll do as you wish today! Grandson, watch carefully!"

Then, he turned around and punched the chin of the hooligan holding the Mountain Breaker Axe.

"Ah—"

The hooligan screamed. His chin was sent flying by the old beggar, and his face was a blur.

Then, the old beggar stepped to the right and easily dodged another hooligan's slash. Then, he kicked out with his left foot and hit another person's calf.

As soon as the latter fell to the ground, the old beggar came close to him and sent a third very strong hooligan flying.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

It was the sound of bones breaking!

The hooligans present gasped as they realized that something was wrong!

"Attack together and beat this old man to the ground!"

The old beggar sneered, and his eyes shot out a piercing cold light.

With an uppercut, the force was small but heavy, sending that person flying.

Lu Benwei's brows were tightly knitted as he carefully observed the old beggar's moves. Although it looked like the fighting style of ordinary hooligans, there was something special about it.

He could clearly feel that the old beggar used very little strength every time he attacked, but the power that erupted was very terrifying.

When his subordinates defeated the enemy, they either broke their bones or flew ten meters away.

Moreover, the old beggar's steps were very ingenious.

There were also many hunters in this group of hooligans. Although their levels were not above level 10, they could still use some powerful skills.

On the other hand, the old beggar was agile as he shuttled back and forth in the crowd. His footsteps were incomparably exquisite, as graceful as a swan, and as beautiful as a dragon. He managed to achieve the effect of not touching a single leaf amid an army of ten thousand.

Soon, more than ten people surrounded him. They were much stronger than the first group of people.

The gangsters under the Gao family had a strict hierarchy. They relied on their fighting skills to push out their own system.

The wave just now was the lowest level, and its level was called a dog!

In this wave, their levels were higher than the soldiers, and they were wolves! The Gao family's wolf generals clenched their fists and cracked their knuckles.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

"Old man, you're good at fighting, right?"

The bald man in the lead sneered and threw a punch.

However, the moment he came into contact with the old beggar, the bald man was sent flying a full 20 meters away.

The other wolf generals were stunned, and their pupils constricted.

"Attack together!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

…

After more than ten consecutive crisp sounds, the old beggar dealt with them almost at the same time.

Some of them had multiple broken arms, while others were sent flying more than 20 meters away.

Fast, it was too fast!

It made people forget the time and even their breathing.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

"F*ck… Why is this old man so good at fighting?"

"How can he be so powerful at such an old age?"

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

The yellow-haired man's eyes were also wide open. He scratched his ears and cheeks, puzzled.

Not to mention the previous wave of dog generals, the ones who rushed forward just now were all experienced wolf generals. Why were they so weak in front of the old man who was about to die?

Lu Benwei also found it hard to believe. However, what he did not understand was different from the yellow-haired man and the others.

Every time the old beggar exerted strength, it was the same. It was also weak but the result was different.

The more powerful a person was, the more damage they would suffer.

Under everyone's incredulous gazes, the old beggar slowly walked in front of the yellow-haired man.

"Do you still want to fight?" the old-fashioned voice asked calmly.

The yellow-haired man's face was burning with pain. He was the right-hand man of the number one underground man in Ha City, but he could not beat an old man! How humiliating! Then, his eyes turned cold. He pulled out a knife and stabbed the old beggar's throat.

Smack!

The dagger stopped halfway as his hand was grabbed by the old beggar.

The entire process was completed in an instant!

Steady! Accurate! Ruthless!

The next second, there was a click.

The old beggar forcefully broke the yellow-haired man's wrist.

"Wu!!!"

The yellow-haired man let out a heart-wrenching roar, his facial features instantly contorting.

The hooligans at the bottom of the stairs felt their scalps tingle and gasped. It was as if the old beggar had broken their hands!

Then, the old beggar kicked the yellow-haired man away and let out a shaky breath.

"Do you still want to try?"

"Don't you know who I am? I'm a tiger general under Master Gao's command. Today, you injured me and my brother… No good will come of you!"

The yellow-haired man held his broken hand with a pained expression, but he was very unwilling in his heart. He squeezed out a few words with difficulty. 

As soon as he finished speaking, the old beggar sneered and walked to the blondie.

"Slap!"

After a loud slap, five more red marks appeared on the blondie's face.

Everyone's heads immediately buzzed!

"Gao Shengqiang, right? Please tell him that my name is Lu Benwei!"