CHAPTER 1261: CHAPTER 1259: COME AT ME ALL TOGETHER!

"Mr. Pearson, your words still imply we’re just cannon fodder."

Teng Wei crossed his arms, looking at Pearson with a face full of discontent, his tone somewhat sullen.

"You are cannon fodder; I haven’t denied it."

Upon hearing Teng Wei’s voice, Pearson sneered, "You speak up before your leader does, proving what I said about your lack of quality; you’re just material for cannon fodder!"

"Mr. Pearson, please show some respect in your speech!"

On any other day, Teng Wei could crush him with one finger, but now, with Hao Jian present, he dared not act recklessly. They were just subordinates, and they were well aware of Hao Jian’s capabilities.

"Oh, as an officer, I’m on the same level as your boss, yet you dare to demand things from me?"

Upon hearing Teng Wei’s words, Pearson continued to sneer, looking down at Teng Wei with a cold hum.

At that, Teng Wei’s face turned ugly, and his brothers and sisters behind him wanted to step up and help, but when they saw Hao Jian’s figure, they shut their mouths again.

"Mr. Pearson."

Finally, Hao Jian opened his half-closed eyes, glanced at Teng Wei, then turned to Pearson and slowly said, "Please don’t misunderstand. My subordinate may be a bit cheeky, but what he said isn’t incorrect."

"Whether we’re cannon fodder should be judged by our abilities."

Hao Jian looked at Pearson, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a faint smile, "My subordinate doesn’t have many strengths, but he loves to fight. How about we settle our views on this with a demonstration of strength?"

Upon hearing this, Pearson’s expression changed, then he coldly snorted, "Bring it on; I’m not afraid of you!"

After speaking, he immediately turned around and left, seemingly intending to gather his men. Seeing he did so without hesitation, Hao Jian was somewhat surprised.

"Mr. Hao Jian, Pearson has a volatile temper, and he’s lost quite a bit of face here. He said so much to save face. Your suggestion fits his taste and aims to confirm the team’s leadership status!"

Listening to Xia Hou, Hao Jian nodded; he understood this. He was only surprised by Pearson’s eagerness. But if Pearson was anticipating this, Hao Jian was equally eager for the contest to come.

Only by displaying his own strength could he make these people willingly cooperate, ensuring they wouldn’t trip him in the upcoming operations.

"Teng Wei, I’ve fought for the opportunity for you; whether you seize it is up to you."

Shaking his head, Hao Jian turned to Teng Wei, patting him on the shoulder with a light laugh.

Upon hearing this, Teng Wei grinned and said, "Boss, don’t worry. Even if you hadn’t said it, I would have proposed the challenge and made that guy agree."

Upon hearing this, Hao Jian was speechless; it seemed this guy was even more cunning than himself. However, he already saw Pearson approaching with ten arrogant-looking soldiers.

"This guy is pretty quick."

Seeing it took him less than a minute, Hao Jian laughed disdainfully, while Teng Wei heh-hehed behind him, "Boss, this guy is eager to regain face or authority since the three forces are cooperating. There must be a leader."

"You think too much."

Giving Teng Wei a sideways look, Hao Jian walked over to Xia Hou’s side; the situation wasn’t like what Teng Wei said. As long as Xia Hou was here, he would take the lead, not because of anything else but because the title of Captain of the Huaxia Special Forces Vanguard was enough.

He represented none other than the Huaxia official!

"These are my subordinates, my finest!"

Arriving in front of Hao Jian, Pearson couldn’t wait to introduce his ten subordinates. Hao Jian glanced over them indifferently, nodding, "Indeed, they’re quite good."

After saying this, he turned to Teng Wei, "You should know what to do. If your performance doesn’t satisfy me, then you’ll go back with your brothers and sisters; no need for an operation with me."

Upon hearing this, Teng Wei’s expression unchanged, others didn’t speak up either, instead watching Pearson playfully. Later, Teng Wei grinned, "Boss, rest assured, my performance will definitely satisfy you!"

After speaking, Teng Wei stood up, facing the ten people, and said in a standard yet disdainful Spanish, "Are you the strongest? You decide how we compete, but I have one request: you all must come at me together!"

From the moment those ten came over, Teng Wei observed their abilities. He could deal with them effortlessly, especially now with Hao Jian’s words. If he doesn’t perform well, he’d have to pack up and go home.

All his brothers and sisters would have to go back too; they barely found the chance to join Hao Jian’s mission. If they return like this, those six on the island might laugh at them for ages.

So, whether it’s to avoid ridicule or not embarrass Hao Jian, he must perform well. But how to perform well depends on Hao Jian’s attitude. Teng Wei, with his keen mind, thought long and hard and decided there’s only one outcome: deal with them all at once.

Though Teng Wei had good intentions, he forgot that even if these people seemed weak to him, in their eyes, they were the strongest!

Now his words are indirectly belittling them!

The ten people immediately started arguing noisily, glaring at Teng Wei, "Kid, are you looking for trouble?! Each of us here is top in our field, yet you dare challenge all ten of us?!"

"Challenge is a bit much."

Teng Wei sneered, shrugged, and said, "Are you going to go for it or not? Are you going to fight or not? If not, I’ll head back first."

As he spoke, he yawned, ready to leave, but just as he finished speaking, a voice sounded—it was Pearson.

"Stop!"

Unexpectedly, Pearson looked at the ten subordinates, snorted coldly, and said, "I don’t care whether you fight one-on-one or all together. I want only one result: he must be knocked down!"

"Besides, this is such a good opportunity now, don’t you want to seize it to show off your masculinity?! We are at war here; in war, there’s no chance for you to fight one-on-one!"

"Yes, sir!"

Seeing Pearson angry, the ten men were shocked and quickly saluted. They didn’t want to offend Pearson; he’s nothing but a petty-minded jerk.

"Oh, then come at me all at once. Whether you use fists or guns, it’s up to you!"

Looking at the ten people, Teng Wei dug his ear, blew the dirt off his nails, then crossed his arms.

"Use fists!"

Pearson snorted coldly, saying, "We’re here to fight, not using training rubber bullets, only real guns and ammunition. So you must use fists to resolve it!"

"Fists? That works too."

Shaking his head, Teng Wei wasn’t really bothered by it.

"Then come on, stop nagging over there."

"If you wish to die, we’ll fulfill that!"

The ten exchanged a look, and having Pearson’s order, they went for Teng Wei individually, unrestrained.

"Mr. Xia Hou, I don’t quite get it, is this ruling group’s government forces all this stupid and useless?" Watching Pearson, Hao Jian felt a bit puzzled and turned to glance at Xia Hou.

Upon hearing this, Xia Hou gave a slight smile, "No need for surprise, Mr. Hao Jian. Pearson is quite an exception in the organization. Although his character isn’t great, his ability to lead troops is admittedly good."

"If it weren’t for his strong ability to lead troops, he would’ve been cleansed out of the organization long ago. Saying he’s stupid isn’t entirely fair; at least he knows what those people need from him, hence he focuses on improving his troop-leading skills."

Hao Jian nodded, surprised that just in the moment he turned his head, one person was already knocked down by Teng Wei, who was stepping on them, insultingly.

"Tsk, this guy here claimed to be your best fighter?! Damn, stop standing around like fools, all of you get here at once; it’s too troublesome to deal with you one by one!"

Stepping on the person below him, Teng Wei’s face was full of mockery as he looked at the nine people who had surrounded him at some point, his eyes devoid of fear, instead taunting provocatively.

"Seeking death!"

The nine exchanged a glance, then charged forward.

"No teamwork."

Teng Wei casually intercepted a sneaky hand, smirking disdainfully, then performed an over-the-shoulder throw, sending the owner of the hand flying.

In the next moment, he kicked another leg aside, smirked coldly, "No strength."

"Weaklings, I mean every one of you!"

In that instant, the nine couldn’t even see Teng Wei’s movements. Almost all of them were struck heavily and flew out, vomiting blood.

"Too weak."

Observing these ten individuals, Teng Wei instantly lost interest in fighting. These guys weren’t on the same level as his siblings. If they had guns, there’d be some challenge, but alas, this was a gun-free contest.

Amid the shocked gazes of everyone, Teng Wei slowly walked up to Hao Jian, suddenly showing a pleasing smile, rushed up to Hao Jian, and said flatteringly, "Boss, how do you think I did this time?!"

In an instant, everyone’s previously shocked gazes dropped to the ground.

"Barely passed, return to the team!"