Operation: Cobra Is Back

Chapter 39 Please Spare Us

"Brat, how dare you! Dare you get out of the car?"

Seeing Duncan get out of the car, in other cars, a dozen people got off the car immediately. Each of

them held a steel rod in their hands, staring at Duncan fiercely.

Robin was the first to bear the brunt. One of his cars was ruined. He hated Duncan guts.

Duncan stood in place with his hand in his trouser pockets, looking around casually.

"Who are you guys? Why are you chasing me?"

Although he provoked a group of playboys at the banquet, they had been taken away long ago. Even if

they wanted to retaliate against him, they couldn't be so fast.

"You'll know it later."

Robin raised his eyebrows. A cold light flashed across his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand. Then the surrounding men rushed up to Duncan.

People who were closer to Duncan carried an iron rod and venomously hit to Duncan's face.

If it hit to Duncan’s face, his face would be ruined!

Duncan sneered. He moved. After he easily dodged, he punched the man with his backhand.

With a muffled bang, the man was beaten into the air on the spot.

Thud! The bridge of the man’s nose was broken. He fell to the ground, howling miserably.

"Let's go kill him together!"

Robin was stunned, knowing that the guy in front of him was hard to deal with. Then he ordered coldly.

The others reacted and rushed forward more fiercely.

When Duncan saw this, he knew that these people had to kill him, so he didn't mean to show any

mercy. Then he also rushed into the battle circle instantly.

He was so fast that he didn’t get injured at all in the face of a dozen people's encirclement and

suppression.

On the contrary, under his outrageous counterattack, each of his attack could cause one or several

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Robin had so many men. But facing Duncan, they couldn’t counterattack any more.

In less than a minute, nearly half of the people fell to the ground.

At this moment, Duncan seemed to be a killer. A killing intent raised in his mind!

"This…"

Seeing this scene, Robin couldn't help swallowing.

Bella, who stayed in the car, had surprise on her small face.

Before, she was very worried about Duncan. But after a while, not only did Duncan not get injured, but

the enemies fell to the ground one by one.

Having witnessed the scene that could only be seen on TV, Bella felt so shocked.

Another minute passed, except for Robin and Gilbert, no one could stand up.

"A bunch of trash!"

Gilbert’s face sank. But there was a solemn look in his eyes when he looked at Duncan.

Although he was over 50 years old, in fact, he was a martial artist who had reached Bronze Class!

Facing more than a dozen thugs to encircle and suppress, Duncan did not suffer any harm, which

showed that Duncan's strength was indeed very good.

However, Gilbert sneered and looked at Duncan with disdain.

He didn't see that Duncan had any signs of using the inner strength, so he only regarded Duncan as a

fighter, but hadn't yet entered the threshold of Martial Arts.

"Unexpectedly, you’re indeed not bad."

Gilbert walked out with his hands behind his back and stared at Duncan deeply, "However, since you

dared provoke my young master, you will definitely die tonight!"

Duncan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and asked, "Who is your young master?"

Gilbert sneered, "Buck Clinton!"

"Oh? It turned out to be him! So what? There is no one in the Clinton family, isn’t there? Why do they

send such an old man to come here?"

Duncan laughed.

Gilbert was so furious that his old face was blushed, "How dare you scold me?"

"So what? If you don't leave now, I don't mind beating you brutally!"

Duncan crossed his arms on his chest and said lightly.

"Beat me brutally?"

Gilbert smiled and looked at Duncan as if he was looking at an idiot, "Do you know who I am? You’re

really so arrogant. There are no few people who can defeat me, Gilbert Hughes. But it’s not definitely

you, such a brat! "

Duncan curled his lips and disdainfully said, "Gilbert Hughes? Are you famous?"

"Hmph, when I was popular, you were still playing with the mud!" Gilbert sneered.

Duncan rolled his eyes and said, "Wow! I can also brag. I was the king of mercenaries back then!"

Gilbert pulled a long face when he heard it. He had never been underestimated by others like that!

There was killing intent in his eyes. He said gloomily, "Enough! I came here today to kill you. I thought

these people would be enough to take you down, but I didn't expect that you’re not bad. In that case, I

have to do it myself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes burst with cold light. He stomped his right foot. Then there

was a big pit on the ground instantly.

Gilbert himself rushed straightly toward Duncan!

Gilbert knew that this brat in front of him might not be a martial artist, but his strength was definitely not

bad.

Therefore, he didn't show any mercy as soon as he shot. He filled his the inner strength into his fist.

With the sound of breaking through the air, he hit straightly to Duncan.

Unexpectedly, with only a bang sound, his punch with full of confidence was blocked by Duncan so

easily.

"How is it possible?"

Upon seeing this, Gilbert was so shocked.

"Return this punch to you!"

A wicked smile appeared on Duncan's face. His free left hand slammed toward Gilbert at a faster

speed.

Gilbert didn’t dare to resist. He could only raise his hand to protect his chest.

Thud!

When Duncan’s fist touched Gilbert's hand, there was a crisp sound. Gilbert’s hand bone was directly

crushed by Duncan!

The fist remained undiminished, and it slammed Gilbert's chest.

"What!"

Gilbert screamed. He flew upside down like a kite several meters away. When he thumped to the

ground, his face was completely pale.

"Upper Silver Class!?"

Gilbert took a deep breath and looked at Duncan, as if he was looking at a monster!

Duncan actually had reached Silver Class!

There were millions of martial artists in the country. Less than one percent of them could reach Silver

Class.

How old was Duncan now? At most, he was twenty years old. But he had already reached Silver Class!

"I'm not his match. I have to run away quickly!"

Gilbert knew running away was the best choice now.

It was just a move. He had already known Duncan’s strength. He didn't even have the courage to

continue fighting, so he turned and fled.

Upon seeing this, Duncan raised his eyebrows slightly. He wanted to catch up, but after thinking that

Bella was still here, he finally gave up the idea.

Just the Clinton family! He hadn't taken it seriously. This was the end of today. If they dared come, he

wouldn’t mind making a ruthless move.

Thinking of this, Duncan turned to look at Robin on the side.

Being stared at by Duncan, Robin felt fear and then squatted. Not daring think about it, he knelt directly

on the ground.

"Boss, please spare me! Please!"

Duncan smiled, raised his hand and screwed off Robin's neck.

Since these people wanted to kill him, why should he be merciful?

After solving everything, Duncan drove frightened Bella back to the home, and then he went back to

the bar.

After simply taking a shower, he went to sleep.