Sabretooth's Fangs!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two burly men stopped next to Victor and James, who were in the fourth and fifth positions in line.
The soldiers behind the table who were in charge of registration naturally saw the two people who came forward, but no one stopped them. Instead, they all watched the two with great interest, as if they were waiting to see a show.
The two burly men exchanged a glance. The man in the gray coat smirked disdainfully and shoved Victor and James, who were standing in front of him, with his thick, powerful arms.
As he pushed, the burly man said sarcastically.
"Little one, the battlefield is not a place for children like you. You'd better go home and drink your milk!"
"Ha ha!"
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but reveal a gloating smile, and many of them even grinned and laughed loudly.
According to the two burly men and the surrounding crowd, although the two little guys were strong, they were not very tall and were not very old. Even if they were strong, they were only slightly stronger than the average thin person. Against a tall, strong white man in his prime, they would definitely be pushed to the ground.
However, what happened next was completely unexpected.
The two boys, who were a head shorter and smaller than the strong man, only swayed slightly after he pushed them up with his thick arms, and stood there steadily without moving an inch. They were not pushed to the ground as everyone had imagined.
Those who had been laughing heartily and mercilessly mocking the two of them suddenly froze in place, their mouths agape. Their laughter was forced back down their throats, choking them until their faces turned red.
Not to mention everyone present was filled with doubt, the burly man who pushed the two was even more astonished. He often bullied the weak by taking advantage of his tall stature and strength. Even if someone was stronger and taller than the two little guys in front of him, they would at least stagger back several steps after being pushed by him, if not fall to the ground directly. They would never be able to stand An Ran like the two of them, who just swayed lightly and remained standing in place.
Victor and James glanced down at the burly man's hand on their shoulders, then turned to look at him, their eyes flashing with a dangerous light.
In fact, Victor and James had already noticed when the two burly men targeted them, and they were prepared when the men pushed them towards them.
Despite not looking as muscular as the strong man, the two men were actually stronger. If they were prepared, it would be impossible for them to move him.
Victor and James enlisted to fight against the Mexico army, so they didn't consider the people around them as enemies. Of course, they weren't qualified to be called comrades either.
Originally, the two of them were too lazy to pay attention to these people. Under Chen Mo's guidance, they would not bully the weak. With these people's strength, they were not even qualified to be their opponents.
But they will not allow themselves to be bullied.
Even James, who was originally gentle, has become strong and mature after experiencing the upheaval in his family and a series of battles. His once timid and fragile face is no longer visible, but instead, like Victor's, it is full of sharp edge.
They didn't bother to take other people's spots simply out of disdain, but now that someone is bullying them, neither of them will back down!
Under the bright and sharp gazes of Victor and James, the burly man who had made the move felt as if he had been provoked and insulted. He was full of confidence but failed to move the two teenage "youngsters". Instead, he was looked at with such eyes by the two kids. His face immediately turned red. Without withdrawing his hands, he exerted his strength again and pushed hard against the two of them.
However, just like last time, there was no result. This time, when he focused his attention, he clearly felt as if he were pushing against a hard tree trunk with his hands on the two people's shoulders. The muscles on their bodies were so firm.
The burly man still refused to believe it. He looked down and carefully examined the two men's faces, confirming that he hadn't misjudged them. They were indeed just two sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys. How strong could children that age be? He refused to believe he couldn't move them!
Moreover, the suspicious looks from the people around him and his companions made him feel ashamed and indignant. He immediately gritted his teeth and used all his strength to push the two of them hard.
It wasn't that he didn't want to punch the two men, but thankfully he still managed to stay rational despite his anger and embarrassment. Pushing others aside and taking their place was one thing, and the soldiers around him wouldn't care. But if he actually started a fight, it would be a different story. They dared to attack the weak, but they didn't dare to provoke soldiers carrying Musket and bayonets at their waists.
This time, however, Victor and James did not let him continue to act recklessly.
Victor gave James a subtle wink, and James, who was about to teach James a lesson, stopped and gave Victor the opportunity.
Victor smiled slightly at James, then turned to look at the burly man who was blushing and pushing him hard on the shoulder with his right hand, and grinned.
With that sinister smile, two sharp canine teeth were revealed on either side of his mouth, making his smile still look ferocious.
With a laugh, Victor stretched out his right hand and, before the burly man could react, choked him.
The burly man, who was still futilely pushing the two men, suddenly felt a tightness around his neck as a powerful force gripped it. He then felt a lightness beneath his feet as he was lifted off the ground.
The burly man, held up in the air by Victor's neck with one hand, felt as if his neck was being tightly clamped by an iron clamp, making it hard for him to breathe. His hands involuntarily reached for the hand holding his neck, trying to pry it open, but to no avail.
The feeling of suffocation grew stronger and stronger, the burly man's face began to turn purple, and his legs, which were off the ground, began to kick wildly.
Leg strength is much greater than arm strength, and even kicking someone haphazardly in a panic is really uncomfortable. However, Victor seemed to feel no pain at all. Despite being kicked several times by the strong man, he still stood there nonchalantly, continuing to choke him and lift him into the air.
I'm a writer with no talent for writing, an office worker, and practically have no drafts saved up. I've done my best even though it's late at night, so please don't think it's too little!