Can You Teach Me How to Fight? / The Old Man and the Little One

"Are you kidding me?! You want me to beg him for help? He's just an ordinary person..."

The blonde girl looked at Fang Ming as she finished speaking.

It's easy to tell from the blonde girl's actions that the 'he' she was referring to in her previous statement was Fang Ming himself.

Chapter 163 Can you teach me how to fight?

Although Fang Ming didn't know who the person talking to the blonde girl was, he could tell that she, and the others, definitely knew Fang Ming's identity.

As for why they sought Fang Ming's help, the reason is actually quite simple.

Because Fang Ming is no ordinary person now; anyone can see through the Sky Screen that he has an ambiguous relationship with the four Magical Girls.

Regardless of how the Federal Government will react if something happens to Fang Ming here, the Magical Girls will definitely be furious.

Therefore, as long as Fang Ming stands here, no force in the open will actually do anything to Fang Ming; on the contrary, they will have to protect him.

With such a 'protective umbrella' in place, the blonde girl only needs to gain Fang Ming's trust and protection to remain safe and sound.

That's what she said, but the blonde girl didn't seem to want to ask Fang Ming for help.

She glanced at Fang Ming once, then turned and rushed out of the coffee shop.

Fang Ming could see that she was running in the direction of a nearby alley, clearly intending to eliminate the gang members there.

If she really is Magical Girls, this wouldn't be difficult for her.

But if she really is Magical Girls, Fang Ming can't just sit idly by. He came to the Americas District specifically to find the Magical Girls, and now that he finally has a lead, how could he let her escape?

After a moment's thought, Fang Ming immediately decided to take action.

He first slapped some tips on the table, then picked up a plate and threw it at the nearest gang member.

The plate, like a precision-guided missile, exploded instantly after being thrown at the man's face, knocking him to the ground.

Seeing the plate shatter so easily, Fang Ming couldn't help but complain:

"... The quality is terrible."

"Who goes there?!"

When the gang members saw Fang Ming, they were surprised to see this meddlesome guy suddenly appear out of nowhere, and they all pulled out their guns and pointed them at Fang Ming.

Despite his Fang Ming's hands moved quickly.

Before anyone could react, he had already swiftly approached the nearest burly man with a gun, and with a swift right hand, struck the man in the chest and abdomen.

At the same time, he grabbed the other man's right hand holding the gun with his left hand, pulled and twisted, and the gun was in Fang Ming's hand.

When the gun falls into Fang Ming's hands, the battle can be declared over.

Bang bang bang bang!

Fang Ming fired four shots in a row, each one hitting the wrist of the man holding the gun with pinpoint accuracy.

The gun didn't go through; Fang Ming's shot was very measured, just glancing at the side of their wrists to ensure they were too weak to hold the gun.

The gang members, unable to hold their guns due to wrist injuries, all dropped to the ground.

Fang Ming then fired again, firing several more shots into their thighs within two seconds.

After completely emptying the magazine, Fang Ming turned and ran into the alley.

Only ten seconds had passed since the girl left. If she hadn't run fast, she should still be in the alley.

He quickly followed her into the alley and, Fang Ming enough, saw the blonde girl inside, as well as another group of people surrounding her.

"Lyla, you can't escape. Come back with us obediently, and you might still have a chance to live, otherwise..."

Among the group surrounding the girl, the blond man in the suit who was in the lead spoke coldly to her.

The girl also looked coldly at the blond youth, took out a cell phone from her pocket, gripped it tightly, and said to the blond youth:

"I've already said it, that guy's death was entirely his own doing, it has nothing to do with me! If you keep pestering me like this, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Haha, you're welcome? Lyla, you seem to have misunderstood the situation." The blond youth spread his arms, and his men behind him immediately drew their guns and pointed them at Lyla.

The blond youth then said, "Do you think you can escape again? Or do you really think we won't shoot you?"

As the blond youth spoke, he also pulled out a revolver from his person, pointed it at Lyla, and coldly said:

"I'm giving you one last chance. Either you leave, or you die. For the boss, all he wants is one outcome."

"Who cares about your opportunities!"

The blonde girl cursed and looked like she was about to make a move.

But before the blonde girl could make a move, a brick, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, came hurtling down from above. With a whooshing sound, the brick struck the blonde youth squarely on the forehead!

Bang!!

The brick shattered, and the young man's forehead was smashed open by the brick, his skin torn and bleeding. He then promptly rolled his eyes back and fainted to the ground.

He didn't utter a sound during that time.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events, but before they could react, a figure carrying a wine bottle descended from the sky from the direction from which the bricks had come!

Bang!

Whoosh!

As the figure holding the bottle landed, it smashed the bottle onto the head of someone next to them.

This person seemed to have a deep understanding of human weaknesses. With just one strike, the burly black man who was hit followed in his boss's footsteps, falling straight to the ground and falling into a peaceful sleep.

The bottle shattered, and the chipped edge became sharp.

The attacker, holding a shattered bottle, turned and plunged it into the thigh of a man who had raised his wrist to shoot him.

"Aaaaaah--Gah!!!"

The man who was stabbed in the thigh by the sharp rim of the bottle let out a piercing scream, but his scream was abruptly cut off.

As the attacker plunged the bottle into his thigh, he also struck at his neck.

One chop to the neck, one sleep.

Aside from his injured thigh twitching from time to time due to pain, his sleep appeared very peaceful.

After taking care of the three closest attackers, the attacker then rushed towards the remaining group.

The sound of flesh colliding echoed in the narrow alley. In less than a minute, all the armed gang members lay on the ground, their eyes rolled back, their fates unknown.

Only the man remained standing in the center of the gang members, his back to the blonde girl, like a superhero from a traditional movie.

The blonde girl's eyes lit up briefly, but when she saw the clothes of the person who had saved her, the sparkle in her eyes vanished.

"Tsk, it's you!"

"?" Fang Ming turned his head and looked at the blonde girl. "... We... don't seem to know each other, right?"

Regardless of whether the girl knew him or not, he certainly didn't know the blonde girl.

The blonde girl Lyla, put away her phone, crossed her arms, and said to Fang Ming:

"Hmph, the Magical Girls' cousin, a world-renowned celebrity, how could I not know you?"

"Oh, I see. But that's strange."

Fang Ming pushed up his glasses and pointed to them, saying:

"These glasses are protected by a magic that blocks perception; you shouldn't be able to recognize me."

Fang Ming's original intention was to test the girl, but to Fang Ming surprise, the girl had no intention of beating around the bush with him.

"That's easy, because I know magic."

The blonde girl crossed her arms and said with an arrogant expression.

Fang Ming: "..."

You just admitted it so easily?

But it's good that they admitted it.

Fang Ming then asked, "So... you're Magical Girls?"

I guess so.

The girl pouted.

Fang Ming frowned, puzzled. "It is or it isn't. What does 'consider' mean?"

"Oh, why do you care so much? You're not Magical Girls, I can't explain it to you... Anyway, thank you for saving me. I have to go now, so I won't stay. Goodbye... oh no, never see you again!"

After the girl finished speaking, she turned and left, avoiding Fang Ming as if he were some kind of plague.

But Fang Ming couldn't let the girl leave so easily.

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed the girl's shoulders, and said:

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you!"

"!"

Perhaps out of instinct, the girl who was grabbed by Fang Ming turned around subconsciously and swung her right fist at Fang Ming.

Thump!

Fang Ming reacted swiftly, grabbing the girl's wrist; the force he felt made him slightly alarmed.

Is this girl really that strong even in her normal state?

Could her magic be 'strength'?

That was truly simple and unadorned magic...

Fang Ming was pondering this when he noticed the girl seemed equally surprised. "You actually managed to block my punch... Interesting!"

The girl, who had originally intended to leave, suddenly became interested, or rather, filled with fighting spirit. Her eyes seemed to burn with the flames of battle, and she raised her right foot high, aiming straight for Fang Ming's neck!

The girl was very strong. If Fang Ming were to be hit by that kick, even with his strong physique, he would probably be dizzy for a while.

However, Fang Ming's combined fighting skills, which reach close to LV4 level, are not to be underestimated.

The girl was indeed strong, but her skills were quite crude.

It's more accurate to say that she just attacks randomly based on her own strength, without any skill involved; it's all pure numerical damage.

Coincidentally, Fang Ming's stats weren't too bad either, and his skills far surpassed the girl's.

So when the girl raised her right leg, Fang Ming had already thought of a solution.

He stepped back slightly, dodging the girl's raised kick, and at the same time raised his left hand, which was not holding the girl's fist, with his four fingers together, and bit towards the side of the girl's knee like a snake.

Bang!

"Ah!!!"

The girl screamed as her right leg went numb instantly. When her right leg landed again, she felt numbness and weakness throughout it, and couldn't muster any strength at all.

"It's not a good habit to lay a hand on others."

Fang Ming took two steps back, dodging the girl's other hand that was waving at him, and said with a smile:

"And it's obvious you're no match for me. So if you don't want to kneel before me, you'd better behave yourself, or I won't hesitate to teach this naughty kid a lesson."

"Tsk."

Hearing this, the girl clicked her tongue in displeasure and said:

"Fine, I admit defeat. Ask me whatever you want."

Seeing that she couldn't stand up, the girl simply gave up. She sat down on the ground, rubbing her numb and aching legs, and looked up at Fang Ming, then suddenly said:

"You're really something, aren't you? After you finish asking your questions, can you teach me how to fight?"

"..."

Seeing the girl's eyes brimming with curiosity, Fang Ming fell silent for a moment.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a... "martial spirit" Magical Girls.

Chapter 164 The Uncle and the Little One

Cities in the Americas District are generally named in alphabetical order.

The twenty-six letters represent twenty-six top-tier cities, with N City ranking among the top large cities in the Americas District.