Chapter 17: 8,000 Yuan - No Waiting After the Deadline
"Oh, Li—Yunrui, right? Hahaha, are you healed already?" A short man with freckles covering his face smirked at Li Yunrui, looking proud of himself. "I'll be gentler this time. Hahaha, do you still want to compete?"
"If you guys hadn't been so shameless and ganged up on me, would I have lost so badly?" Li Yunrui retorted, unconvinced.
Across from him, alongside the freckled guy, stood a chubby man and a few others who looked somewhat ordinary. The freckled man let out a whistle, and soon a group of foreigners approached.
"Harry, what's going on? Something funny?" One of them laughed.
The team clenched their teeth at the sight of these arrogant foreign ability users. They were a bunch of low-level powered individuals who had been acting smug simply because they hadn't committed any major crimes. But it wasn't because they were law-abiding—just smart. If they had truly broken any laws, the Special Intelligence Bureau would have already dealt with them. After all, low-level ability users were no match for modern firearms.
"Oh, Li Yunrui is just one of these little hooligans?" Su Xiuyu's tone was indifferent. From what he could tell, both by observing their combat skills and sensing through his earth-manipulation abilities, they were complete amateurs.
The freckled leader, surprisingly, understood what Su Xiuyu had said. His expression darkened, and he cursed in heavily accented Mandarin. "Fu*k you!"
Su Xiuyu frowned and casually waved his hand. Instantly, dozens of stone pillars shot up from the ground, wrapping around the gang and dragging them onto the lawn like helpless insects caught in a web.
"What the hell is this? Harry, you didn't say there were high-level ability users!"
"Damn it, Tracy! You're a physical ability user—break free and save us!"
"I'm trying! I can't break loose!"