Marvelous Mecha

Chapter 1007: The Fat Man's Counterattack_2


'Hey, don't move, this is the best way to ensure both of our safety.' Meanwhile, the fat man whispered into Sara's ear, making her laugh as she could feel him sniffing her scent. She found it even more amusing when she recalled how this guy disgusted that poor fart-heckled fellow with his tooth for a tooth method, causing her a bittersweet joy.

Who would have thought, the timid fat man could burst into resistance when his life was threatened? Keep in mind that within the bar, Sara was the only one still standing, the others lay prostrate on the ground, trembling in fear of death, who would have expected such courage from the fat man?

Hasten Ressenbor was taken aback...

"Are you serious? Don't make me laugh."

Uh, make him laugh? The fat man looked confused and somewhat guarded at Hasten Ressenbor, wondering what he meant by that, "What do you mean by that?"

"I can assure you that I can kill you before you make a move, want to try?"

The fat man's head shook like a rattle drum, indicating he did not wish to try, but his words paradoxically suggested otherwise, "Really?"

Hasten Ressenbor shrugged noncommittally.

"He's telling the truth."

It was then that the fat man suddenly heard Sara's delicate whisper. Even though he couldn't see her expression, he could vaguely sense, sense Sara hinting at him in a slightly playful, teasing tone that carried a mix of humor.

"What should we do then?" The fat man surprisingly sought the opinion of a hostage.

"Who knows, have you run out of ideas?"

"I'm at my wits' end, you must save me, big sister."

Sara let out a bell-like laugh… looked at him leisurely, as if harboring an unusual interest in this interesting fat man, then sighed softly, "Hasten Ressenbor, I am handing over the area surveillance authority to you."

The fat man was dumbfounded, not expecting that Sara would actually change her decision for his sake, yet unbeknownst to him, at the same time she spoke, her bare hand with red nail polish quietly picked up the steel knife on the table… and broke free from the fat man's restraint.

"A wise choice, it seems you care a lot about him. I will fulfill your wishes." Hasten Ressenbor now regarded the fat man as Sara's desired one.

Unfortunately, Sara was not foolish, nor would she believe the devil's temptation, and before she could take two steps, she suddenly raised her hand and stabbed the knife into her own throat…

Sara moved unexpectedly quickly, leaving no time for reactions, even Hasten Ressenbor was completely unprepared for the woman to have such courage! Instead, a stream of fresh blood spattered into nothingness…

No, it can't be… The fat man's eyes widened, completely stunned… He simply couldn't understand why this woman he had never met would save him at the critical moment and then make the aberrant decision to commit suicide, perhaps the fat man never considered the different fundamental nature of survival on Colonial Planet 103 and the two universes.

Sara's delicate body hit the load-bearing wall hard, coughing up blood, it turned out her plan to kill herself was unsuccessful, the blood was streaming from the corner of her mouth…

"Foolish, did you think I would let you die so easily?"

Hasten Ressenbor's expression darkened instantly, accompanied by a howling gust of wind, Sara's body was once again forcefully flung, but obviously, Hasten Ressenbor did not intend to take her life.

Such a sensuous beauty was difficult to harm, simply unbearable to witness, the fat man was somewhat unable to watch, owing at least a favor to Sara, immediately commanded: "Stop!"

"Do you have something to say?"

"Hey, no…"

Hasten Ressenbor was about to make a move again.

Who would have expected another "Stop!"

Hearing this, Hasten Ressenbor's facial skin twitched inexplicably, this time he did not speak, but coldly stared at him…

The fat man stammered somewhat guiltily: "Even, even if you beat her to death, she, she won't speak."

A nonsense statement, but a reason to call a halt nonetheless…

"Stop!"

The moment this voice echoed, all eyes in the bar were drawn to the fat man, even Sara who was on the ground wore a stupefied expression...

Hasten Ressenbor clenched his fists tightly, repressing his rage, he decided that if the fat man couldn't provide a satisfactory explanation this time, he would start by dealing with him first.

The fat man, righteously indignant, said: "We can consider another way to communicate with her, or we can directly hack the surveillance permissions using force."

"Do you have a better way?"

"Ah, that... no."

"Seeking death!" The moment he spoke, Hasten Ressenbor slapped towards the fat man.

"Stop!"

This time, it was Sara who spoke, but when Hasten Ressenbor truly halted and looked over, she didn't know what to say, at least Sara wasn't as shameless as the fat man, and at the crucial moment she wasn't as cunning, saying: "Even if you kill him, you would not get any information out of me."

"You won't know until you try."

Murderous intent surrounded Hasten Ressenbor, suddenly focusing it on the fat man.

"Stop."

What? Another halt? Everyone around was stunned, was this how it was going to be? This time it was the fat man who called for a stop.

The fat man gave Hasten Ressenbor a bow, "I am Zhang Xiaobo, willing to accept your challenge, Xiao Bo dislikes unnecessary chatter, if you want to fight, we might as well step outside."

Sara's look was blank... Did the fat man not realize the gap between them...? Even if it was a delay, it was merely a waste of time.

Hasten Ressenbor looked at the fat man like one would look at a fool, trying to see something from his expression, wondering who gave him the courage to say such things...

"You said you accept my challenge?"

"Indeed, Xiao Bo advises you to think carefully before you speak. Just remember, Xiao Bo always keeps his word and never makes idle threats. If you truly wish to challenge, Xiao Bo will accompany you to the end. I have countless ways to lead you to doom, do not force me to reveal my true strengths."

Hasten Ressenbor held himself back, breaking into a series of laughter; however, it was sarcastic laughter. He couldn't understand how such a stupid person could have survived until now, it was simply not easy, stupidity should have its limits. Hasten Ressenbor was completely swayed by the fat man's words and serious face, he really wanted to see what the fat man was capable of, then he gestured towards the door inviting him out.

Unwillingly, even a person like Hasten Ressenbor ended up laughing; watching the two of them leave consecutively, Sara struggled to stand up, staggering as she followed, "Fat man, you have no chance at all, even if Hasten Ressenbor stands there and lets you hit him."

The fat man was aware of this too, even better than Sara understood just how terrifying Hasten Ressenbor was, since Sara wasn't a combatant and didn't comprehend the gap in strength.

Mengdie would be a comparable example; even Mengdie admitted that it was hard to escape when faced with this guy, let alone himself. However, with the arrow nocked, he had to shoot, without saying something he would have died early, at least saying something can delay for a bit longer.

With the absolute principle of living an extra second is still a second, the fat man then followed Hasten Ressenbor outside.

As soon as he stepped outside, the fat man posed as if a sage, standing with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance. "You sure you won't regret your choice..."

"Be my guest, you go first."

Hasten Ressenbor looked on, half-smiling, at the fat man pretending to be intimidating, standing his ground without moving a muscle.

Snap!

The fat man took out an Ice Flame Gun, famously nicknamed the Ice Flame Twin-headed Serpent, from within his embrace. This gun featured integrated freezing and flame-throwing capabilities, capable of reaching temperatures up to 700 degrees within a hundred meters, and could completely freeze a person within three seconds.

In his left hand, he took out a mini Armor-piercing Spear, considered by Blade Warriors as suitable defensive equipment. Even a Recoil Reducer could not offset its powerful recoil. It packed features like strong power, astonishing penetration, effective long-range, and high initial bullet speed in one trendy equipment, with a bullet speed reaching 7600 per second, more terrifying than a sniper rifle.

"Don't move."

Bang! Accompanied by a blast, the bullet instantly shot towards Hasten Ressenbor, the bullet head heated by air friction turning into a blazing scarlet...

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