Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 878 - 875 Stirring Up Trouble

"What exactly do you want? If it’s money you want, I can give it to you. Please, don’t act rashly." Mr. Futian asked nervously. For someone like him, a wealthy heir, money could solve any problem.

Lin Tian let out a low, cold laugh but said nothing, pointing his wooden stick at the samurai and then gesturing for them to step aside.

Mr. Futian wasn’t a fool. He quickly caught on and shouted at the samurai, "All of you, clear the way."

He yelled in Japanese, but Lin Tian understood. The samurai, upon receiving the order, dared not delay and immediately moved aside, clearing the way to the door.

Lin Tian escorted Mr. Futian, alongside Liu Wenxing and Zhou Botong, towards the exit. The samurai and bodyguards dared not act hastily.

There were still quite a few samurai blocking the corridor, but at Mr. Futian’s command, they all stepped aside.

A group followed Lin Tian and his companions, not daring to get too close, yet not staying too far either. Bai Yufeng and Sun Decai were among them. Bai Yufeng remained the calmest because he knew the "Masked Men" weren’t targeting him.

Sun Decai, on the other hand, had swollen eyes, glaring with resentment through the slits. He was the one who’d been beaten the worst and certainly didn’t want to let the three "Masked Men" go free.

"You... you can’t go in that direction; that’s where the guests are gathered." Mr. Futian realized Lin Tian was headed for the main hall of the bar and protested.

So far, the incident had been confined to the private room area, and the outside guests were still unaware of the situation. But once they stepped outside, chaos would surely ensue. If this kind of insecurity happened at the bar, many patrons would be afraid to come in the future, severely affecting business.

Chaos is precisely what Lin Tian wanted. He wanted to stir things up. Without chaos, how could you call it a shakedown?

Lin Tian ignored Mr. Futian’s protests and continued escorting him outside.

The men and women on the dance floor were still lost in their moves, and the DJ’s music remained intense as Lin Tian escorted the man outside. The people outside were still oblivious.

"Gentlemen, if you let me go now, I’ll let you leave without any obstruction. But if you harm me, I’m afraid you won’t get out of Black Dragon Bar." Mr. Futian, noting politeness wasn’t working, veiled his threat.

He realized the three were targeting Sun Decai, and with the beating done, it was time for a peaceful departure. So he used this as a bargaining chip.

If it were someone else, the words might have been effective, but he was facing Lin Tian. If he knew the Demon God Masked Man was Lin Tian, he would never have said such things.

Lin Tian sneered, his voice hoarse and disdainful: "Leave? Who said we want to leave? Since we’re here, wouldn’t it be a pity not to fully enjoy ourselves?"

His voice, after being deliberately altered and then through the change of the Demon God Mask, really did sound like a ghost god speaking to Mr. Futian: oppressive and hoarse.

"I can give you a large sum of money..." Mr. Futian once again tried to buy his way out with money.

His calculations were good, plan to appease the three plagues first, get them outside, and settle matters slowly later. As a member of the Futian Family, how could he not pursue the matter?

But before he could finish, Sun Decai yelled behind him: "Mr. Futian, don’t let them go! I want to kill them!"

Sun Decai’s body was covered in bruises. He had been beaten terribly, and to be beaten like this in his territory in Xikou City was unbearable. He believed even when facing Lin Tian, he hadn’t had it this bad. He couldn’t swallow his anger, and his rage nearly consumed him.

With his shout, Bai Yufeng knew trouble was brewing. Sure enough, a "Maid" in the distance heard the shouting, turned to look, and then let out several screams.

The screams drew more attention, and more people realized the bar owner had been captured.

The scene quickly turned chaotic. Some were panicked, while others were thrilled and shouted, "Someone’s causing a scene!"

The people here were all looking for excitement. Now that someone was causing chaos, what could be more thrilling?

The last thing Mr. Futian wanted to see had happened. As he pondered how to resolve the situation, Lin Tian kicked him back toward the samurai.

Mr. Futian was taken aback. Were the "Masked Men" out of their minds to release him?

He didn’t have time to think. He loudly ordered the samurai, "Catch them!"

"Wenxing, Brother Zhou, let’s mix into the dance floor." Lin Tian said with a grin.

He had released Mr. Futian on purpose. Without letting him go, those samurai wouldn’t move. If the samurai didn’t act, how could the scene become chaotic?

Indeed, Lin Tian thought the scene wasn’t chaotic enough, so he pulled Liu Wenxing and Zhou Botong into the crowd on the dance floor.

"Don’t worry about anything else, just catch them!" Mr. Futian ordered again.

The situation was already exposed, and a little more chaos made no difference. Mr. Futian believed that as long as the three "Masked Men" were captured, Black Dragon Bar’s reputation could be restored. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Dozens of samurai, wielding bamboo swords, rushed into the dance floor. The dance floor still had many people, none of whom were afraid of trouble. On the contrary, they sought excitement.

The samurai were indeed colder than bodyguards. They knocked down anyone blocking their path. The samurai closest to Lin Tian quickly surrounded him.

Of course, this was intentional on Lin Tian’s part, allowing three to surround him.

The three samurai wasted no words. As soon as they approached Lin Tian and his companions, they brandished their bamboo swords, attacking fiercely.

Although they wouldn’t kill, with the strength of the samurai, getting hit would still cause wounds, definitely ruthless enough.

"Be careful!" Lin Tian said to Liu Wenxing and Zhou Botong, blocking two samurai with his stick, leaving the remaining one to them.

Lin Tian’s wooden stick struck down, and even as two samurai worked together, they couldn’t withstand it. They were knocked back, colliding with the guests behind them. In the chaos, Lin Tian directed the samurai’s bamboo sword at a guest.

Then he hoarsely shouted, "The samurai are hitting people..."

"Damn, the little Japanese dare hit me!" A bald guy with a thick gold chain, struck by the bamboo sword on his back, yelled furiously and turned to punch the samurai.

The sudden attack bewildered the samurai, and the bald guy, clearly not easy to deal with, immediately had his cronies join in the brawl against the samurai.

With one samurai attacked, nearby samurai came to aid, and both sides started fighting, involving more people in the process. More and more people joined the melee.

Initially, dozens of samurai seemed numerous, but against the entire dance floor, they were like a drop in the ocean. Even if they were capable fighters, they couldn’t handle the sheer number, and one by one they were knocked down.

Lin Tian leisurely returned to Liu Wenxing, knocking down the samurai with one stroke.

"Stop fighting, they’re already overwhelmed." Lin Tian chuckled.