Chapter 1338 — Ergoudan Strikes
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Pi Yangyang strode up to the Bentley with the same swagger and slapped the hood with one palm. The hood crumpled at once, leaving a perfect imprint of his hand.
"Get out. Get out now, or I'll smash this car of yours to scrap!" Pi Yangyang said with careless arrogance.
"You can't be serious? This Elder Pi's hand skills are that formidable as well? The man practically has iron hands!" Wu Chengtian said in admiration. "I've trained in the Iron Hand skill specifically, and I still couldn't leave such a neat palm print! No — I must ask him for a few pointers afterward!"
"Of course. Xuan-rank experts are simply on another level!" Seeing Wu Chengtian's worshipful look, Xiao Wangdao could not help but feel smug. In the past it had always been the Xiao family's youths who envied the martial clans; now the tables had turned — it was the martial clans who worshipped the Xiao family!
Meanwhile, Uncle Qing was about to get out when Ergoudan stopped him. "Those two old bastards actually dare to come looking for trouble? Had I known, I'd have punched them dead last time! Never mind — wait here, I'll go down and punch them dead right now!"
Ergoudan held firmly to what Wei Zhao had told him: never show an enemy mercy. His own body was a peculiar case; the moment he gave an enemy room to strike back, he was finished.
Hearing this, Uncle Qing remembered — there was a ruthless one sitting right here in the car! This was the very man who had once sent two Pi family experts to the hospital. If that was so, what was there to fear? He need only wait for Ergoudan to wipe them out!
Ergoudan jumped straight out of the car and, without a word, drove a fist straight at Pi Yangyang's chest.
With a thunderous "bang!", Pi Yangyang, who had been putting on such airs, was sent flying by Ergoudan's blow and slammed into a utility pole ten meters away. He dropped to the ground, plainly beyond saving; a hole the size of a bowl was clearly visible in his chest — Ergoudan had punched clean through him.
Mr. Pi's blood was surging as well. He had been waiting for Pi Yangyang to finish so that he might add a few words of his own and vent the frustration he had bottled up in the hospital. But before he could open his mouth, he saw someone step down from the Bentley and, without a single word, send Pi Yangyang flying with one punch.
Mr. Pi was struck dumb. What was going on? How had Pi Yangyang gone flying? And how did this Bentley come to hold such a formidable expert?
But when Mr. Pi's gaze came to rest on Ergoudan, his liver and gall split with terror! Mother of God — was this not the great hero who called himself Grandpa Goudan? What was he doing in the car?
"Great hero... what brings you here..." Mr. Pi could scarcely get the words out straight.
Ergoudan had picked the stronger of the two to strike first, killing him with a single blow and holding nothing back; he knew Pi Yangyang's strength well enough, and so he had not dared to hold back either. Now, seeing that Mr. Pi had made no move to attack him, Ergoudan was overjoyed. You don't strike now? Then you'll never get another chance!