Chapter 102: I Am Luke Cage
Next, Mo Fei led Mikayla to a secluded spot, curious to see what she was really up to!
He deliberately walked slowly, and soon, three burly men appeared in front of him and Mikayla.
"So impatient already?" Mo Fei chuckled, glanced at the burly men ahead, and then, with Mikayla, turned his head to look.
Sure enough, several more people appeared from behind, all hip-hop dressed ruffians, but among them was a familiar face—Thompson.
"You're the one who bullied my brother at school?" The bald, black leader, dressed in a black suit, held a cigarette between his index and middle fingers, exuding the air of a big boss, and squinted at Mo Fei.
"It's him!" Thompson glared at Mo Fei hatefully.
"Boss, this is absolutely a misunderstanding. I've never met this brother before, how could I bully him? Besides, look at his build, he's much bigger than me, how could I possibly bully him?" Mo Fei said with a grin, "May I ask for your esteemed name, Boss? To be honest, I'm also from the streets, and who knows, maybe we'll have a connection sometime!"
"I am Luke Cage." The bald black man smiled faintly, "I'm here to tell you one thing: Thompson is not someone you can afford to mess with!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Everything you say is right, Boss!" Mo Fei nodded, "I've long heard of Luke Cage's great name, and I never expected to find you so heroic and extraordinary upon our first meeting!"
"Since you've heard of my name, Luke, then you should know that I don't like to waste words. Kneel and kowtow to him, and it's settled, understand? Of course, if you feel you have the strength to play with me, Luke doesn't mind accompanying you to the end!"
Mikayla tugged at Mo Fei's sleeve and whispered, "Is this person perhaps crazy?"
"He's read too many novels. When I first started reading novels as a child, I also had such a chuunibyou phase." Mo Fei tutted, "Let's just treat it as watching a monkey show."
"Thompson, what do you say? Are you satisfied with this arrangement?" Luke Cage took a puff of his cigarette and turned to look at Thompson.
"Brother, this guy knows kung fu, he probably won't give in easily." Thompson felt awkward watching Luke Cage act so cool, and he leaned in to whisper.
"No matter, I, Luke, most enjoy dealing with those who think they are exceptional!" Luke Cage smiled faintly, then turned to Mo Fei with a warning look, "Brother, don't force me to use my influence in New York. I originally didn't want to stir up a bloody storm."
"Thompson, you're such a coward! You bully people all the time, act like a school bully, but when you bully someone you can't beat, you turn around and find gangsters to back you up. People like you, who pick on the weak and fear the strong, are truly disgusting!" Mikayla looked at Thompson with contempt.
"I'm a coward?" Thompson laughed in extreme anger, "Then today I'll show you who's a coward!"
He angrily walked up to Mo Fei and Mikayla, pointed at Mo Fei's nose, and yelled, "Kneel!"
With Luke Cage, his big brother, present, Thompson instantly swelled with confidence, daring to confront Mo Fei directly.
He didn't believe that no matter how good Mo Fei was at fighting, with so many people here today, he could still take them all down?
Mo Fei sighed, "Actually, I've never knelt in my life, I don't know how. How about you, Thompson, teach me first? You do a demonstration, and maybe I'll learn. How does that sound?"
"What the f—" Thompson's eyes were bloodshot.
Just as Thompson was about to curse, Mo Fei slapped him across the face, forcing him to swallow the swear words he was about to utter.
"How could you forget my earnest teachings from last time so quickly?" Mo Fei sighed, "Indeed, a rotten tree cannot be carved! Honestly, Thompson, I'm very disappointed in you!"
Mo Fei's slap was not weak; the powerful inertia directly knocked Thompson over, and he lost a few teeth.
Falling to the ground, Thompson was dazed by the slap, his cheek swelling visibly. He touched the gushing blood from his nose, pointed at Mo Fei, and shrieked, "Get him!!!"
The group of ruffians Luke Cage brought immediately surrounded Mo Fei and Mikayla.
"Kid, you're pretty arrogant, aren't you? You dare to hit someone right in front of us?" A ruffian sneered, pulling out a knuckle duster and putting it on his hand, "Have you never experienced a beating from society since you were little?"
"Heh heh, interesting. It seems I'll have to make a move today." Luke Cage flicked his suit, threw away his cigarette butt, stretched his shoulders, showing his big brother demeanor, and walked in front of Mo Fei and Mikayla, "I, Luke, don't mind playing with you."
"No more jokes." Mo Fei smiled and shook his head, looking at the ruffians, and said, "Do you know what two kinds of people I hate most in my life?"
"Who cares who you hate?"
"No, let him speak."
"I hate two kinds of people most in my life: one is racist people, and the other is niggers!" A cold light flashed in Mo Fei's eyes. With a lightning-fast Tan leg kick, Luke Cage, who was standing in front of him, was directly sent flying more than ten meters by Mo Fei's kick. The immense force carried him into a large tree, where he hung for three or four seconds before slowly sliding down. Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, his muscles twitched, his eyes were unfocused, and he was completely unable to move!
"How dare you hit my big brother! I'll f—" The ruffian with a baseball bat had fierce eyes and swung it fiercely at Mo Fei's head, but his baseball bat seemed unusually slow in Mo Fei's eyes. Mo Fei dodged the baseball bat, grabbed his arm, and elbowed him in the nose, instantly making his nose bleed profusely. Then, he raised his knee and slammed it into the ruffian's abdomen, making him immediately widen his eyes, which turned white and bloodshot, his waist arched, and then he passed out.
The ruffian in his hand passed out, and Mo Fei directly threw him to the ground.
The other ruffians also charged over, howling, but Mo Fei knocked them all down with one punch each.
The ruffians were all beaten to the ground, unable to get up.
"You, don't come any closer!"
Seeing Mo Fei's murderous figure and a pair of cold eyes, Thompson's face turned pale, and he slowly retreated with Mo Fei's advancing steps, looking completely terrified.
"Don't be nervous, do I look that much like a bad guy?" Mo Fei walked up to Thompson, patted his cheek, and said with a smile, "Will you still casually say 'fuck' in the future?"
"No, no!" Thompson shook his head repeatedly in fear.
"That's right, students should be civilized. Don't just say 'fuck your mother' all the time, it's not good."