You know who I am?" Happy asked in surprise.
"I've seen you in the newspapers," Chu Yang gestured. "You often stand next to Mr. Stark…"
"Ah~~~" Happy suddenly understood and exclaimed, "Your observation and memory are really good, very suitable for a bodyguard."
As he spoke, Happy suddenly asked, "Do you have a job? If not, you can come to Stark Industries to be a bodyguard."
Happy felt that he could first find a way to keep Chu Yang by his side, and then, when their relationship became closer, persuade him to become a boxer.
"I can earn over 900 USD a day here." Chu Yang raised the money he had snatched from the black man.
"Haha, don't worry, young man, only more, not less!" Happy winked at him proudly.
Are you kidding?!
Is there any place in the world with better benefits than Stark Industries?
"Then I agree!"
"I knew you'd agree! But wait a moment, I have urgent business to attend to here."
"It's okay, I'm free, I can go with you."
"I like your attitude, young man. If Tony comes back, he'll like you too."
The two chatted and laughed, disappearing together around the street corner.
After chatting for a while, Chu Yang learned that Happy was here at the black market to inquire about Tony Stark.
The military had been searching for Tony Stark's whereabouts.
His two closest people, his assistant Pepper and bodyguard Happy, had not received any definite news.
The two decided not to rely on military channels anymore and planned to try their luck in the black market.
"Later, follow my lead, don't mess around! You don't know how dangerous the black market is!" Happy repeatedly cautioned, then led Chu Yang to a bar.
The bodyguards at the door looked at the two haughtily and said coldly, "Please show your invitation."
Happy seemed a bit caught off guard, "When I came last time, there was no mention of an invitation!"
"The rules have changed, sir," the bodyguard said impatiently. "Either show your invitation, or leave!"
"You rude fellow!"
Happy angrily stepped forward to argue with him, but was stopped by a dark object pressed against his forehead.
Looking at the Desert Eagle pointed at his forehead, Happy swallowed, "Alright, I was just joking, don't be nervous, it would be a big problem if this thing went off!"
The bodyguard stared at him with a half-smile, showing no intention of lowering the gun.
The scene was at a standstill for a moment.
"Hey, do we really have to go in?"
Chu Yang's carefree voice sounded from behind. Happy, fearing a misunderstanding, quickly explained, "Gustav is the most informed guy in New York's underground. Only he might have news about Tony."
"Understood." Chu Yang nodded and slowly walked in front of the bodyguard, who immediately aimed his gun at him.
Suddenly.
Chu Yang's hand swept past him like a phantom. The bodyguard subconsciously pulled the trigger, only to find that the Desert Eagle in his hand had turned into a pile of parts.
"Wow!!!" Happy gasped in shock, feeling like he was watching a movie.
The bodyguard, realizing he had been tricked, raised his hand and threw a punch at Chu Yang's face.
Chu Yang grabbed his fist with a backhand.
His fingers firmly gripped the joints between the bodyguard's knuckles.
"Thud"!
The bodyguard obediently knelt before Chu Yang, his face filled with pain, as if his fist was about to be crushed by Chu Yang.
Chu Yang kicked him hard in the chest. The flying bodyguard crashed through the bar door and slid all the way to the center of the dance floor.
The wildly swaying figures suddenly froze, and even the noisy music stopped.
Clatter!
Uniform footsteps replaced the music, and countless figures in suits poured out of the bar.
Happy tried to run, but Chu Yang grabbed him by the tie.
"It's time to show some real skill, Happy!"
"Huh?"
Chapter 79: Saving Private Tony [Ninth update, seeking subscriptions, monthly votes]
79.
Facing the swarming bodyguards, Chu Yang picked up Happy, who was still bewildered.
"Fuck! You're not trying to…" Happy struggled desperately, shouting in terror, "No! Put me down!"
Chu Yang pretended not to hear. When the opposing bodyguards gathered together, he unhesitatingly threw Happy out.
Just like bowling.
The groups of bodyguards opposite were all knocked over by Happy.
"Being strong is really good!" Chu Yang couldn't help but exclaim.
Happy, cushioned by many people beneath him, wasn't hurt much. He struggled to get up from the pile of people, then unleashed a barrage of insults at Chu Yang.
Chu Yang kindly reminded him, "Be careful, someone's coming from behind!"
"You…"
Happy was about to curse when a whooshing sound suddenly echoed in his ears. Decades of boxing experience had conditioned his reflexes, causing him to instinctively bend down.
A sudden stun gun whizzed past Happy's head.
"Again?" Happy couldn't help but complain.
There were so many bodyguards here, one group down, another came.
Happy turned and delivered a fierce punch to the enemy's abdomen!
One punch K.O.!
"Nice punch."
"Don't look, hurry up and run!"
"Aren't you still trying to find news about Tony Stark?"
"It's clear they don't want me in. Do you think he doesn't recognize me?"
Someone didn't want Tony Stark to return, naturally not wanting Happy to inquire about his whereabouts everywhere.
Chu Yang realized this.
"Today is my first day of work. If I leave like this, my performance will look bad."
Chu Yang strode towards the bustling crowd.
"Today doesn't count! Tomorrow is the official first day!"
Happy reached out to grab Chu Yang's clothes, but he skillfully dodged.
"You just wait at the door."
As he spoke, Chu Yang was already surrounded by black-suited bodyguards.
Soon, Happy, standing outside, completely lost sight of him.
"Fuck, they have guns! How can your fists fight against that?!"
Happy cursed, reaching for his waist. He actually had a gun, but he hadn't used it earlier, fearing an escalation of the conflict. But given the current situation, he had no choice.
"Ah ah ah!!!"
Several completely different screams echoed consecutively, startling Happy. He craned his neck to look, seeing people constantly flying out from the center of the dance floor.
Moments later, the bar was filled with unconscious black-suited bodyguards.
The remaining small portion also instantly scattered.
Chu Yang turned and gave Happy an OK sign with a smile.
"Your fists are really hard…"
Happy suddenly felt a little parched.
This level seemed to no longer require his training; he could directly go on stage and receive awards.
Bang!
A flash of gunfire erupted from the second floor of the bar. Chu Yang tilted his head, and a bullet grazed his temple, embedding itself in the floor.
"Ah ah ah ah!!!"
At this, everyone in the bar went wild, frantically rushing out. Fights and gunfights were two different matters.
Happy pulled out his pistol from his waist, ready to retaliate. Chu Yang's movements were even faster. He grabbed a nearby wine bottle, turned and threw it, precisely blowing off the head of the gunman on the second floor.
While people were escaping the bar, more gunmen began to appear on the second floor.
Subsequently, gunshots echoed one after another. The first floor was quickly covered by dense firepower. The wine bottles at the bar were shattered, and expensive liquor spilled everywhere.
Chu Yang, using Observation Haki, predicted the trajectory of every bullet in advance.
He dodged while picking up scattered playing cards from a wine table.
Then he wrapped Armament Haki around the cards. In this way, the cards became sharp blades.
Chu Yang flicked the cards one by one with his fingers. Each card accurately sliced through the gunmen's wrists, severing their tendons and flesh!
The cards drew perfect arcs in the air, eventually returning to Chu Yang's hand.
There were no more gunshots in the bar, only continuous wails.