"Then... try to defeat me."
He-El took off his shoes and socks, stepped on the soft cushions with bare feet, twisted his neck slightly loosely, twisted the joints all over his body, and performed warm-up exercises with his legs bent.
The best way to deal with these gangsters, professional killers in the underground world, and soldiers is to defeat them directly, especially by defeating them in the way the other party is best at.
He-El is not trying to recruit Kingpin and Bullseye as his subordinates, but they are obviously very confident in their respective fields and have a kind of pride and arrogance in their respective fields.
This kind of arrogance makes it difficult for them to bow down to others. Once they bow down, it is regarded as a kind of humiliation and makes them very uncomfortable.
This is the current situation.
They temporarily endure the humiliation that they are dissatisfied with in their hearts. In the future, they will become stronger, or one day He-El will be seriously injured and accidentally fall in front of them. At that time, they will think of today's humiliation and may not do anything bad to themselves.
He-El wants to be the center of interests for everyone. What he has to do is that one day in the future, if he has an accident or is seriously injured, in front of everyone, they will know that if they save themselves, they will gain rich harvests.
Now, we need to defeat them and make them admit that their most powerful advantage has no chance of winning against He-El, so as to put their position in the correct position.
Otherwise, they will always use their strongest point to look down on anyone, including He-El. From the bottom of their hearts, they believe that He-El only relies on influence, money, and power. They can use their strength to kill him, but once they kill him, he will have nothing.
As long as we destroy what they are most proud of, give them some benefits, and give them slightly equal treatment, they will not feel the humiliation of thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Naturally, they will have much fewer thoughts in their hearts.
All living things believe in a being that is superior to themselves.
In the future, they will naturally understand that here at He-El, they dare not make mistakes, and they will long for the benefits that leak out from He-El's fingers.
One day, when He-El is seriously injured, someone will naturally appear to take the bullet for him.
The benefits of blocking bullets are something they cannot resist.
Of course, generally speaking, He-El, who is fully prepared, really has no chance of letting others take a bullet.
"Mr. He-El·········"
Kingpin and Bullseye were a little astonished. They were stunned to see this billionaire, powerful and world-famous guy doing warm-up exercises like Taekwondo.
Could it be that this guy has practiced Taekwondo too much and thinks he is very powerful, so he wants to find himself a gangster (professional killer) to practice and show off his kicking skills?
This is not how insulting people is done.
For a moment, Kingpin and Bullseye didn't know what to do.
Whether he was injured, which caused him to be in a bad mood, or he was killed, which caused President of the United States to send troops to drive tanks to blow him up, the consequences did not seem to be very good.
"Don't worry, use your full strength and let me see your strength. You can do it with two people together, or you can use a gun, but if you use a gun, you have to be prepared to die."
He-El said calmly, supporting his shoulder blades with both hands, and the warm-up exercise was over.
Kingpin recovered from the shock, and a faint smile appeared on his thick and fierce face.
He finally saw it.
The billionaires, great philanthropists, and darlings of the earth are most likely the self-confidence of beginners who are just learning martial arts, thinking that they can beat two with the moves taught by others.
I also look down on people from the underground world like them at all, and want to play with them.
Do you think you dare not hurt him?
It's so ridiculously childish.
He needs to learn a lesson.
Kingpin, who had always been a little humble before, seemed to straighten his waist at this moment, showing the dominance of a hero, showing a faint smile, and having a domineering air of controlling everything.
He can beat a person into a pulp without involving external factors such as power, money, honor, etc. behind it.
He is so confident in his own strength.
This is the absolute power to carve out a bloody path in gang fights for a long time!
"Bullseye, let's have some fun with Mr. He-El." Kingpin said calmly.
To step over ants without crushing them to death, the force is difficult to control.
Kingpin seems to have a fat body with a huge amount of muscle mass, and the muscle power it emits is enough to beat a person into a pulp.
He may be able to avoid killing people, but he cannot prevent such a rich man from breaking his bones and falling into the pain of broken bones and wailing in agony.
Kingpin, who has returned to his familiar solo fighting, physical fighting, and fighting in the gang, has also returned to his usual calm and calm, heroic and domineering underworld emperor's confidence and calm demeanor.
Those who dare to challenge him never end well.
Play with me?
I, Kingpin, am not a very easy person to get along with.
"There's nothing in the mission that says you have to play with someone."
Bullseye said coldly.
Although Bullseye is cruel and murderous, in the eyes of outsiders he has some psychotic qualities. He is the world's top mysterious mercenary and professional killer.
But he still has professional ethics.
I am a killer, not a companion.
He is not a sparring partner who plays with Taekwondo practitioners.
Not a prostitute who accompanies multi-millionaires.
You are not a teacher who helps the ignorant grow up.
This is a serious insult...
"I'll add money!"
Hearing these sonorous words, Bullseye's cold face smiled, showing a satisfied smile. His cold and smiling eyes looked at He-El. He took a step forward and stepped into the soft cushions.
He hoped that He-El would also say more money, several times, dozens, hundreds of times, so that he could turn around and cut Kingpin.
Previously, it was because a gang hired Bullseye to kill Kingpin. When executing Kingpin, they just received a better offer from Kingpin and agreed to work for Kingpin.
Bullseye was slightly disappointed when he saw that He-El had no intention of paying for it, and was just smiling confidently at himself with satisfaction.
It seems that the rumor that rich people are the stingiest is true.
"Then learn your lesson, billionaire."
Bullseye's face was indifferent, showing satisfaction with Kingpin's increase in money, and calmness with He-El's refusal to pay. A Ace of Spades playing card fell out of his sleeves, and fell between his fingers. He then flicked it towards He-El's shoulder.
Ace of Spades playing cards rotated and tore at the speed of the wind, making a high-speed neighing sound and drawing a black afterimage in the air.
Bullseye has an innate ability to throw, and he can throw any object in his hand at the target with incredible accuracy, including tearing out a person's throat with playing cards, spitting out his own teeth to penetrate the skull of an enemy, throwing a paper airplane to a distant rooftop, and killing a person by throwing a toothpick through a window a hundred yards (91 meters) away.
This precise throwing ability allows him to hit the target with perfect accuracy.
He-El stretched out his left hand like an ordinary person, holding the playing card with the afterimage between his fingers.
Kingpin's smiling face condensed slightly.
Bullseye's indifferent and indifferent eyes looked suspicious, "?"