The City's Invincible Soldier King

The cook's brother, you dare to bully him?

The newcomer was indeed very fat, even fatter than the island's sumo wrestlers. At a glance, he looked like a meatball instead of a human.

And the funniest part was that the damn fatty was still wearing a dirty chef uniform, with an oily spatula stuck on his waist.

Under the unblinking gazes of the crowd, the damn fatty brought along a body full of fat to rush over. With both hands on his knees, he gasped for breath.

The crowd could not see the demeanor of any expert from Fatty. A hint of disdain also quietly surfaced on the three bodyguards' faces.

"Brat, this is the reinforcement that you invited?" The bodyguard blocking them asked disdainfully.

A cook?

And a fat cook like a bear.

For a moment, the crowd was speechless.

Could it be that this was what the monkey had invited?

"Damn fatty, are you out of breath yet?" Long Lin directly ignored the bodyguard, looked at the damn fatty, and asked seriously.

"Hurry up." The damn fatty looked at Long Lin and said unhappily, "Just these three scum, why are you wailing like a ghost?"

"Damn fatty, who are you talking about?" The bodyguard closest to the door, stared at the dead fatty and shouted angrily, "If you don't want to die, then quickly scram!"

The fatty's expression immediately became unsightly. With a fiendish expression, he asked, "Brat, do you know what this fatty hates the most in his life?"

"What?" The bodyguard asked subconsciously.

"Lord Fatty hates it when people call me damn fatty."

"Hahaha …"

The crowd roared with laughter, and the three bodyguards also laughed to their heart's content.

This fatty was truly humorous.

A hint of ice cold quietly surfaced at the corner of Long Lin's mouth.

Congratulations!

You three arrogant fellows have really stepped on the sore spot of that damn fatty.

You guys just wait for the fatty to beat you to death, hur hur.

"You, come and die." Fatty's expression turned cold as he shouted at the bodyguard that dared to curse him.

"Damn fatty, you're courting death."

The bodyguard closest to the door suddenly opened his body, and like a cheetah pouncing towards a goat, he shot towards the damn fatty.

"Haaargh!"

As he shouted, the bodyguard suddenly swung his right fist, mercilessly smashing towards the fatty's belly, which was covered in a large amount of fat.

The damn fatty seemed to be scared silly. He stood still on the spot and let the bodyguard's heavy punch land on his stomach.

It's over.

This damn fatty was finished.

The layman watched the fun, but could clearly see the fierceness of the bodyguard, and as an insider, Long Lin squinted his eyes slightly.

These three brothers were indeed experts.

One versus one, he could obtain complete victory.

He could barely win in a 1v2 battle.

In a one versus three, unless they used a killing move and killed someone directly, it would be difficult to do anything to this third brother.

However, the moment he used his killing move, Chen Gefeng would grab hold of him and put him to death.

"Bam."

A dull sound suddenly rang out. The bodyguard's right fist was so deep into Fatty's fat that it disappeared without a trace.

But strangely, the damn fatty still didn't have any reaction. Instead, the bodyguard's face instantly filled with panic.

"You … You. Let me go. "

"Did Lord Fatty catch you?" The damn fatty asked disdainfully.

"You …"

"You what you?" The damn fatty said disdainfully, "If you can't win, you want to blackmail others, don't you? Everyone saw it, I didn't do anything. "

The damn fatty raised both his hands high up, indicating his innocence.

"Damn fatty, you're courting death." The bodyguard abruptly lifted his knee and heavily pushed it between Fatty's legs.

"Bam."

The dull sound rang out again as the bodyguard's right knee was pressed heavily between Fatty's legs.

Should it break now?

It hurts.

The crowd couldn't help but feel an intense pain in their balls for this dead fatty.

However, the development of the situation had once again exceeded the expectations of the crowd.

The bodyguard's knee was obviously still on Fatty's chest, but Fatty remained expressionless, while the bodyguard was trying his best to pull it away, but no matter how hard he tried, his knee could not move at all, as though his knee was welded onto Fatty's balls.

What was going on?

The crowd was stunned.

"Second, third, quickly come save me."

The bodyguard finally could not hold it in and cried out for help.

What was going on?

Curiosity surfaced on the faces of everyone in the crowd, while an icy cold expression quietly flashed past the corners of Long Lin's mouth.

The cultivation technique that Fatty was training in was the strange Heaven Swallowing Divine Art.

This technique was strange. It was similar to the Hundred Edicts Divine Art that Duan Ming cultivated in the < Eight Heavenly Dragons Sects >. It could forcefully take away another person's Origin Energy for his own use, but the Heaven Swallowing Divine Art was superior to the Hundred Edicts.

Anyone with energy could rob and seize it for themselves.

And the biggest flaw was that ever since he started practicing the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art, even God was unable to stop Fatty's continuous and efficient process of getting fat.

In the past, the damn fatty was also known as Gao Fu and the handsome one, but now that Gao Fu was here, the handsome one had no fate with him.

Thus, Fatty became a wound that Fatty could not let go of.

That was how the fatty became Fatty's taboo.

Other than the few people who had a good relationship with the damn fatty, who would dare to call him that? They were definitely going to be abused by the damn fatty until his mom didn't even know him.

All living things in this world were at loggerheads with each other.

Some people had created the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art, while others had created the Heaven Breaking Sword Technique.

Although he could be said to be invincible at the same level, he was restrained by a strange woman.

With the Sky Breaking Sword Art, the damn fatty had been repeatedly defeated, and each time, he would be bullied until he wished he was dead.

But the result was amazing.

The two of them had actually developed feelings for each other.

From then on, there were no longer any stories of the obese men in the martial arts world. Instead, there was an extra fat man who hid his wife all over the world.

That strange woman was Long Lin's Junior Master.

Because that strange woman was the sister of the instructor when Long Lin and the others had just entered the shadow.

This was where the Junior Martial Uncle came from.

The only difference was that the instructor was the elite of the dragon group, while the Junior Martial Uncle relied on his sword to roam the world.

Because of the instructor, Long Lin got to know his Junior Martial Uncle, and his Junior Martial Uncle also got to know his brother, the dead fatty, through Long Lin.

Strictly speaking, Long Lin could be considered as half a matchmaker for them.

But this matchmaker had pushed his good brother into a fire bed that was beyond redemption.

Even Long Lin shuddered at the ferocity of the Junior Master, when it came to taking care of the fatty, it was truly …

Long Lin didn't even know how to describe how the damn fatty had been beaten to such a miserable state.

Hearing their eldest brother's cry for help, the second and third brothers also rushed out. With one on the left and one on the right, their right fists mercilessly struck towards the fatty's temples.

"Bam."

The dull sound of a hammer being forged rang out once more, but the result shocked everyone once again.

The fatty was still safe and sound, but both their fists were glued to his temples.

The two were shocked. They swung their left fists heavily, aiming for the fatty's throat and chest. In the end, their hands were once again firmly stuck.

No one could see it, but the three of them could clearly feel their elemental energy entering the fatty's body at an astonishing speed.

In just a short moment, the elemental energy within the three of them had been completely plundered by the fatty. However, things did not stop there.

Suddenly, a surge of surging Origin Energy surged out and followed along their meridians before violently surging into their Dantian.

The elemental energy entered his body like a bomb.

The trio's dantians were severely injured from the explosion of elemental energy.

"Pfft."

The three of them could not control their blood as it gushed out wildly. The fatty finally let go of the three of them, and he dodged to the side, avoiding the blood.

"You dare to bully the cook's brother?" The fatty looked at the three of them that were on the verge of collapse and viciously said, "If there's a next time, I, Lord Fatty, will chop you all into pieces. I will braise you all and serve you all food."

Fatty's words caused everyone to feel a chill down their spines. It was as if they had really eaten human flesh.

He could be a third rank official in the Prime Minister's family.

Although this damn fatty was only a chef, he was actually the cook of Message Sea.

Message Sea, huge being.

Although the fatty was extremely disgusting, no one dared to stand up and scold him.

"F * ck off."

The damn fatty looked at the three of them and said coldly, "Go back and tell your master that he is not allowed to step into Message Sea within half a year. Otherwise, I, Lord Fatty, will chop him into pieces."

Whoosh.

Whispering started once again. The crowd looked at the dead fatty with eyes filled with reverence, and they could not help but guess his true identity.

Just who was this fatty? How dare he threaten Chen Gefeng.

Was he really just a cook?

Impossible.