Katsuragi stared blankly as he spoke. "Did anyone understand what he just said?"
Everyone was at a loss for words.
They weren't Jiahao. They had no idea what Jiahao language was.
What did he mean, "because you've got face"?!
Why the hell would bad guys give you face?!
Were you important? Or were you good at sweet-talking people?!!
Dianhe had completely run out of patience and turned to the others.
"Go with Plan One. Frontal assault. Katsuragi, provide ranged support. Girls, stay where you are."
"Uchiha, don't move either. Just wait for my good news."
There were only two of them, after all. He and Katsuragi were more than enough.
"Yes!"
Katsuragi answered.
The next moment—
The two moved at the same time!
Dianhe flashed forward from the right, fists clenched as tyrannical power erupted around them.
"Anyone who blocks my path, hit the deck."
Dozens of meters vanished in an instant!!
He threw a heavy punch at the fat guard's face.
Bang!!!!
But in the next moment—
Everyone's expressions changed.
That fat man... didn't budge an inch.
The fat man slowly raised his head, as though he had been napping and had just been awakened by a mosquito bite.
The fat man rasped, "You... who are you?"
"?!"
Dianhe's pupils contracted. That punch had contained a full fifty percent of his strength.
Against an ordinary thug, it could have shattered his skull!!
But this damn fatty hadn't even changed his expression after getting hit?
"Something's wrong!!!!"
Dianhe's eyes flashed. He made a split-second decision and lashed out with a spinning whip kick!!
He poured all his strength into it. The wind from the kick alone was painful enough to cut into someone!!
"Cheek-Flesh Kick, go!!"
Dianhe's leg came down viciously.
That kick contained ninety-nine percent of his full strength.