The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 35. How dare a lowly servant defy his superior?

cinema.

Li Xingzhou, who was more than half an hour late, was watching the latest superhero movie with Mariko in a VIP room.

The movie stars Homelander again, while the female lead is Queen Maeve, a new superhero from Vought International, who is also known as the poor man's version of Wonder Woman.

That said, perhaps because this world is too complex, the Vought Corporation in this world is far from having the power to unify the superhero world.

Previously, only one superhero, Azu, had been introduced. It was only after Azu became famous and became a household name that Queen Maeve was cautiously introduced.

Judging from this pace, the debut of the "Super Seven" is probably still a long way off.

The movie's plot was fairly interesting, and A-Zu delivered an award-winning performance. Newcomer Queen Maeve also gave a good performance. The movie's visual effects were also very expensive and spectacular. However, Li Xingzhou and Mariko didn't seem to be paying much attention to the movie.

For most adult men and women, going to the movies is just an excuse to go on a date.

Especially in a VIP room with only two people, neither men nor women are likely to focus on the movie; otherwise, wouldn't that be too immature and childish?
At this moment, Li Xingzhou had completely stopped looking at the movie screen—he couldn't help it, as Mariko was blocking his view.

Mariko sat on his lap, her long skirt rolled up and piled up at her waist, her shirt buttons undone, and her hands tightly holding his head.

With her supermodel-like figure of 177cm, Li Xingzhou's view was completely blocked, so he had no choice but to abandon the movie, wrap his arms around Mariko's slender waist, and bury his face in her chest...

After watching the movie, the two tidied up a bit and went to the French restaurant they had booked for lunch.

"Did you leave your guards behind again today and come out alone?"

Li Xingzhou asked as he cut the foie gras.

"Mmm." Mariko responded softly, her voice slightly hoarse, with a lazy and sweet nasal tone, clearly still feeling the effects of the movie theater.

"I'll still need to bring bodyguards when I go out in the future."

"But didn't you say the other day that you shouldn't go out alone at night? It's daytime now."

“New York isn’t safe during the day either. You’ve seen the news; there was a bank robbery in Manhattan early this morning that killed a lot of people. I was there and witnessed the tragedy firsthand.”

"But it's not very convenient to bring bodyguards on a date."

"From now on, when we meet, just wait for me at your place to pick you up. I'm not afraid of being seen by your family's guards."

"Okay. I'll do whatever you say."

Mariko smiled gently, clearly enjoying Li Xingzhou's care.

After lunch, the two went shopping, and it wasn't until late afternoon that Li Xingzhou took her back to her hotel.

After kissing Mariko goodbye and watching her get out of the car, Li Xingzhou glanced casually at the diligent doorman Shangqi, then started the car and drove back the way he came.

Shortly after leaving the hotel, Li Xingzhou realized he was being followed.

Glancing in the rearview mirror at the black Mercedes that was almost blatantly following him, Li Xingzhou shook his head, drove the car onto a less crowded road, drove around for a while, and finally stopped in a quiet alleyway with hardly anyone around.

The car was turned off, and Li Xingzhou got out of the car. He stood by the car door, leaning on his Thousand Chance Umbrella, waiting quietly.

Soon, the black Mercedes that had been following him arrived and stopped not far from him.

Then a serious-looking, agile, and fierce-looking East Asian youth got out of the car, his sharp eyes piercing Li Xingzhou.

Li Xingzhou neither flinched nor dodged, meeting his rather imposing and sharp gaze calmly, and asked:
"Kenichiro Harada?"

The young man said coldly:

"Exactly."

"So, what are you doing following me?" Li Xingzhou teased.

"Could it be that you're worried about my safety as your son-in-law and want to escort me back?"

"presumptuous!"

Harada Kenichiro suddenly became agitated, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at Li Xingzhou, and said hatefully:
"You're nothing but a plaything of the young lady; what right do you have to call yourself a son-in-law?"

"A plaything?" Li Xingzhou stroked his chin, amused. "Is that how you understand it?"

Harada Kenichiro said coldly:

"The young lady is the heiress of the Yashida Group, the number one conglomerate in Japan. You, a mere bar owner and gang leader, are already honored to be the young lady's plaything. How dare you be so arrogant and dream of becoming the young lady's husband?"

"Tsk, you're really clueless."

Li Xingzhou shook his head in disbelief:

"A mere guard ninja, a lowly servant who doesn't even reach the samurai class, dares to presumptuously comment on the man your young lady likes? Is this your ninja way? Or perhaps..."

A wicked smile crept across his lips:

"Are you jealous? Jealous that I can easily win the heart of the young lady you've secretly loved for years and enjoy her wholehearted service, while you can only bury your love deep in your heart forever, without even the right to confess?"

"shut up!"

Harada Kenichiro let out a sharp cry, his leather shoes stomped on the ground, and his figure shot out like an arrow, instantly appearing in front of Li Xingzhou, delivering a hand chop straight for Li Xingzhou's heart.

Harada Kenichiro is the leader of the Yashida family's ninja squad. He is an elite who has undergone rigorous training since childhood and has been cultivated through various high-tech means. He can be considered a beggar version of a super soldier.

Therefore, his chop was incredibly powerful, capable of tearing an ordinary person's chest apart like a steel blade.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong opponent today.

Faced with Harada Kenichiro's hand-blade thrust, which was remarkable in speed, power, and precision, Li Xingzhou didn't even bother to use the Thousand Chance Umbrella. He simply raised his hand leisurely, seemingly slowly but actually swiftly, spread his five fingers, and gently grabbed.

Snapped!
A soft sound.

As if he were offering his wrist to Li Xingzhou, Harada Kenichiro's hand stopped abruptly, his wrist firmly gripped by Li Xingzhou's five fingers, unable to move.

"you!"

Harada Kenichiro stared wide-eyed in disbelief, unable to believe that his move had been so easily countered by Li Xingzhou.

"Do you know why you can never win Mariko's heart? Besides the huge difference in our status, there's another crucial reason. You're too weak. And Mariko only admires the strong, admires someone like me... a powerful, elegant, and ruthless strongman."

As Li Xingzhou spoke calmly, he slightly tightened his grip on Harada's wrist, causing Harada's wrist bones to creak under the strain.

Harada gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain. Just as he was about to launch a counterattack with his other hand, Li Xingzhou's hand, which was gripping his wrist, unleashed a sharp, knife-like internal force that instantly blasted into Harada's pulse point.

Harada Kenichiro was jolted, as if struck by lightning, and his prepared counterattack instantly crumbled.

As the internal energy continued to penetrate his meridians, Harada felt as if every muscle and every bone in his body was being pierced by thousands of needles, or as if he was being burned by raging flames and corroded by strong acid. He was in so much pain that his face contorted, his whole body trembled, and he was sweating profusely.

Even for elite ninjas who have undergone rigorous training and developed nerves as tough as steel, and who would never flinch even in the face of death, this inhuman pain emanating from within was unbearable for Harada.

He lasted less than five seconds before letting out a painful roar, as if all the bones in his body had been ground away, and he collapsed to his knees, trembling.

Only then did Li Xingzhou release his grip, looking down at Harada Kenichiro, who was trembling and panting in pain, his hands on the ground, and said calmly:
"As a servant, you should recognize your place and honestly fulfill your duties. You have no right to interfere in the affairs of your master's household."

After saying that, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, threw the clean, brand-new handkerchief in front of Harada, and then got into the car and left.

(End of this chapter)