"Don't freak out, Beautiful. Don't worry; it's not poison. It's Weak Bones Elixir. It will only weaken you." The bearded man smiled menacingly.
Megan was struck in a stupor, and she was at a loss for words.
'Weak Bones Elixir?'
'What a mess!'
Darryl scowled. The bearded man must have been a mental patient who had just escaped the mental hospital and talked gibberish.
"Hey, brat! Did you f*cking follow me? What the hell do you want? I sell vases, and you paid for them. Why did you follow me?" The bald man and his group gathered around Darryl and asked him fiercely.
"I was the only one who thought that your vase was valuable. Don't you want to thank me for that?" Darryl pretended to sigh before he walked closer to them step by step.
Darryl was a little nervous. He learned Wing Chun Kung Fu from a Wing Chun master for a year before, but Darryl was not sure about sparring against so many people.
Therefore, Darryl needed to find a way to get the other party to let down their guard.
"Thank you?" Sure enough, the bald man was dumbfounded when he heard that. 1
At the same time, the other people who approached Darryl also stopped dead in their tracks. 1
Darryl rejoiced. He walked toward them slowly and began to make up nonsense. "The vase you had was a counterfeit. If it wasn't for me, could you have possibly sold it?"
'Counterfeit?'
The bald man was shocked to hear that. Instinctively, he reached up to scratch his head.
Without warning, Darryl charged forward.
*Wham*
The bald man was caught off guard, and Darryl smashed his face.
He was sent sprawling onto the ground. Darryl wasted no time; he turned around and charged toward the others.
"F*ck! Kill him!" The bearded man was startled and angry as shouted frantically to his group members. He did not expect Darryl to be so fast and precise with his shots. Each of his punches landed square and hard on his opponent. Within half a minute, almost a dozen men were on the ground. 1
"You... Who are you?" The bearded man was panicked when he was the only one left; he stammered as he looked blankly at Darryl.
Darryl answered with a faint smile, "I'm the antique appraiser from Pearl Pavilion."
Darryl kicked the bearded man, and the man flew a few meters away. He passed out when his body landed on the ground.
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