Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong



Screams and cries of panic soon filled the entire street. The scene was extremely chaotic.

Many of the hooligans who rushed forward were all knocked to the ground by Lu Benwei.

Either the bones were broken, or the flesh was lacerated. Like an old dog about to die, they lay on the cold street and wailed.

There were less than 50 people left. However, in the face of Lu Benwei who was alone, they kept retreating.

"Dang—"

"For Master Gao, let's fight it out with him!" A hooligan roared and smashed the car window beside him with his stick to cheer himself on!

The others followed suit. Some even tore off their clothes and firmly tied their palms to their weapons.

Lu Benwei charged forward like a cannonball!

In the blink of an eye, ten people were sent flying!

Powerful!

Brave!

Unparalleled!

Lu Benwei looked at the remaining thugs and sneered. "Continue!"

Everyone's heart, liver, guts, and spirit were all afraid. After being domineering for so many years, they felt fear in their hearts at this moment.

The yellow-haired man was stunned. He had never seen such a terrifying "ordinary person" in all the years he had roamed Ha City.

"Don't be afraid. When the brothers of Leopard Hall finish off that old fellow, it will be the day this kid dies!"

At this moment, in another block.

More than forty powerful second-stage hunters surrounded the old beggar. Their gazes were as sharp as eagle eyes as they carefully searched every corner of the surroundings.

The old beggar's steps were profound and mysterious.

With the wind under his feet, he shrunk the ground to an inch and shuttled through various alleys.

A warrior unexpectedly met up with the old beggar and unleashed a powerful attack.

The old beggar's figure was elegant, and his footsteps were mysterious as he attacked head-on!

The warrior's broadsword fell, and flames appeared. The power was immense. Wherever the blade went, a crack appeared on the ground, and at the same time, it kept cracking.

"Boom!"

The old beggar faced his opponent with his palm, as cold as a blade. His aura was released, accompanied by a shocking dragon roar!

"Boom!"

The old beggar's palm was like steel as it clashed head-on with the cold and heartless blade. It was unscathed!

That person was sent flying, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. He raised the sword in his hand and saw that there was a crack on the blade. At this moment, the warrior's forehead was filled with cold sweat.

At the same time, the other Leopard Hall hunters surrounded him.

The warrior shouted, "We've all been tricked! This old man is also a hunter! And his level is above ours!"

Everyone was shocked and asked how that person could tell.

That person raised his cracked sword and said in fear, "My sword is a purple weapon. This old man cracked it with his palm!"

"Hiss~"

As soon as the warrior finished speaking, everyone gasped.

"This old man is pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. Damn it!"

"Where did this hunter come from? How dare he provoke Master Gao?!"

"I don't care where he came from. When he comes to Ha City and sees Boss, he must call me Master!"

"Attack together!"

The old beggar looked at the group of people attacking together and sneered in his heart.

"First, I'm not a hunter. Secondly, when I was in Ha City, Gao Shengqiang was still wearing diapers!"

With that, the old beggar took a deep breath. He stepped to the left with his left foot and performed a horse stance.

The Leopard Hall hunters in all directions were puzzled, but they all attacked together.

At this moment, a loud dragon roar resounded through the sky.

The old beggar's entire body emitted a dazzling golden light that was incomparably resplendent in the cold night, like the sun in the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

…

The old beggar struck out eighteen consecutive palm strikes.

The golden light was so dazzling that everyone who was surrounding them could not open their eyes.

A true dragon appeared, dragon roars shaking the nine heavens!

The Leopard Hall hunters were struck one after another. They coughed out large mouthfuls of blood and were sent flying.

The yellow-haired man, who was far away on another street, was dumbfounded. More than 40 hunters surrounded an old man and were killed instead?

"No, that's impossible!"

The yellow-haired man was terrified from the bottom of his heart. His hands and feet were trembling.

The remaining 40 hands also felt their scalps tingle. They finally realized what kind of existence they had provoked!

With a plop, the yellow-haired man knelt.

"Brother, I was wrong."

Seeing this, the other hunters also threw down their weapons and knelt.

Lu Benwei sneered and slowly walked in front of him.

"What did you just say?"

The yellow-haired man pondered for a while and recalled carefully. Suddenly, he shuddered and said, "Brother, I really don't know what I said." 

Lu Benwei's fist lit up. There were small wounds on it, and faint blood seeped out.

"Do you want me to help you remember?"

The yellow-haired man was so frightened that he shook his head repeatedly. "Brother, I was wrong. I was wrong! I shouldn't have threatened your family!"

"Slap!"

Lu Benwei swung his arm and hit the yellow-haired man's face.

The yellow-haired man was not angry. Instead, he smiled. "Brother, well played!"

"People like me have cheap mouths, so they should be beaten up!"

After saying that, he slapped himself twice.

"Slap!"

"Slap!"

The sound was crisp and loud.

Seeing this, Lu Benwei laughed coldly.

Other than being a little resistant, this yellow-haired man was no different from an ordinary hooligan. The only difference was that this yellow-haired man was a piece of meat. Therefore, his position among Gao Shengqiang's subordinates was not low.

Having been in the martial arts world for so many years, he knew how to adapt to the situation, even if it meant stopping his losses.

Although the slap just now was crisp and loud, it did not hurt. How could Lu Benwei let him off so easily after threatening his parents?

"It's not strong enough!" Lu Benwei said coldly.

The yellow-haired man's mouth fell open. "Brother, isn't that enough?"

"Do you want me to do it for you?" Lu Benwei sneered.

"No need, no need!" The yellow-haired man shook his head repeatedly, his expression was extremely fearful.

Gritting his teeth, the blondie slapped himself twice again.

"Slap!"

"Slap!"

It was even louder than before, but it was still just thunder and rain.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Lu Benwei looked at him slyly.

The yellow-haired man's face turned pale.

"Brother, I'll exert force now!"

"Slap!"

"Slap!"

He slapped himself twice again. The sound was not much louder, but the strength was very strong.

The yellow-haired man's face was red and white, and the red finger marks were extremely eye-catching.

"Not enough!" Lu Benwei said coldly.

The yellow-haired man's eyes flashed with a hint of dullness. Then, he cried, "Brother, I've already used a lot of strength."

"Then, I'll do it for you!" Lu Benwei sneered. "What do you think?"

The yellow-haired man shivered. If he slapped himself in the face, it would just be swollen.

If Lu Benwei wanted to do it himself, it might be a matter of whether his face was still there.