There were more than ten different types of martial arts in the Martial Prohibition Order, and almost all of them were memorized by many martial artists who had the heart to do so. These things could be exchanged for Secret Techniques from the Immortal Palace. Who wouldn't want to have a Secret Technique that was most suitable for them? However, it was often difficult for martial artists to find a Secret Technique that was completely suitable for them. There were countless types of Secret Techniques that were limited in supply, so they would definitely be able to find one that was suitable for them.
Lindsay was completely at a loss, she was just a twelve-year-old child, and could be considered one of the best among her peers, but when she actually met a military ruffian with a gun at his waist, her mind instantly panicked.
"I … I …" She was tongue-tied, she had wanted to say something like a stone statue, but she just couldn't make a sound. She couldn't make a sound, so she panicked even more, and the more panicked she became, the more speechless she became.
"Heh." The cold-eyed man laughed coldly, and walked up.
"Mr. Zhao, why are you still joking with a child, I know this child too, she's the daughter of the Ocean Alliance's captain, we see each other all the time, if there's a misunderstanding, please forgive us." A short, smiling fatty stood out from the noisy crowd, and cupped his hands at the two of them with a face full of smiles. "I'll be the host today, how about we go to Upper Jade Garden for a few drinks?"
"Blue Fatty, stay out of this today." The cold-eyed military ruffian with the surname Zhao pushed the fatty aside, and walked directly in front of Lindsay. "You've got guts, daring to secretly learn the Martial Prohibition's demon martial arts!"
Before he finished speaking, he reached out to grab Lindsay.
Smack!
Lindsay instinctively kicked him upwards, and swatted his hand away.
"Yo, you dare resist!" Ruffian Zhao was instantly enraged, and kicked Lindsay viciously, his basic skills were naturally much stronger than the little one's, and he was also an expert in leg techniques, so he instantly calculated the few possible angles the little girl could dodge, and his right leg kicked out in a strange arc.
"Mr. Zhao, please have mercy!" "Mr. Zhao! She's still a child! "
Seeing that he was really going to make a move, a few acquaintances in the crowd could not stand it anymore, they were all good friends of the captain Whitman, and could not just watch their niece get bullied.
In these chaotic times, most of the people on the docks had gathered together, even if the citizens did not fight with the government, they were still righteous, and could not help but stand up to stop him.
Bang!
Lindsay was kicked hard in the stomach, and fell to the ground, unable to get up from the pain.
On the side, the two men who pounced over were also kicked away by the ruffian soldier surnamed Zhao. They staggered and struggled to stand still, but their faces were pale and they were unable to catch their breath for a long time.
"I told you to resist! Block it! Clang! Continue blocking!! " Perhaps Soldier Zhao had been angered by something else, and seemed to be venting it all on Lindsay.
He kicked Lindsay's waist again and again, sending her rolling around like a toy.
At first, the crowd was noisy, but later on, it became quieter and quieter. They just surrounded him and watched him kick. The few people who dared to stand out were all taken care of by this person, and they still hadn't caught their breath yet.
"Stop!!" Not far away, there was a sudden shout.
Soldier Zhao's expression turned cold, and he used even more strength to stomp down viciously towards Lindsay's head.
Of course he wouldn't kill her, and even wanted to capture her and send her to the Immortal Palace to exchange for Secret Techniques, but ruining this girl's face was more interesting than killing her.
Normally, he was used to being a tyrant on the streets, but today he was almost humiliated by a little girl, plus he had just been scolded harshly by his commanding officer, so he was even angrier. His kicks immediately became heavier.
Garon walked over with Whitman, and just glanced at Lindsay lying on the ground, and the pale child beside her, and felt that Lindsay was fine. Then he set his gaze on the two ruffians opposite him.
The surrounding environment was similar to that of Earth before the Republic of China. The crowd on both sides of the street had numb expressions on their faces.
But for some reason, as soon as he and Captain Whitman walked over, a hint of respect appeared in the eyes of the people around them, even those two ruffians.
Upon closer inspection, the respect in these people's eyes was not directed at Whitman, but at him.
More accurately, it was directed at his brilliant blonde hair that reached his shoulders.
Garon had asked Whitman about the situation in the East Continent just now, and the situation was indeed similar to that of the Republic of China on Earth.
Only when the warlords ruled separately did the feudal dynasties fall apart, and foreign allied armies worked together to split the benefits in the East Continent. There were concessions everywhere, and it became an eternal pain in the hearts of the students of the East Continent.
The war and the reparations treaty from a few years ago completely shattered the East Continent's dream of being the strongest country in the world, and also unveiled the mysterious veil of the East Continent that foreign countries had always respected. If they fell behind, they would be beaten up, and the East Continent army that was still at the level of cavalry and cannons were as weak as lambs in front of foreign guns and cannons.
After a few rounds of patriotic battles were defeated, the naked division of benefits and competition began.
The Yalu Confederation, Weisman, Tulip, and some medium-sized countries, and even small countries.
The big countries all supported their own spokespeople and ambitious people, and tried their best to fight for benefits and resources within the East Continent.
It was at this time that Whitman's family went out to sea to contact foreign merchants, and embarked on the path of selling goods. As locals of the East Continent, because they had been in contact with foreigners for many years, their status had risen. But all of this was not as shocking as a real foreign friend.
Foreign friends rarely looked up to the people of the East Continent, especially those from the big countries. Whitman's sudden appearance of a golden-haired young man shocked the surrounding people.
Such pure blonde hair could only be found in the strongest countries on the other side of the sea. For example, Weisman, Tulip, Yalu Confederation …
Those were the three strongest countries in the world …
The ruffian surnamed Zhao was indeed slightly retreating, looking at the little girl on the ground, the corner of her mouth was bleeding. Obviously, this was going to be troublesome.
But even if it was a foreign friend, he still did not want to give up his dream of many years in exchange for a Secret Technique that was truly suitable for him. His dream of many years was right in front of him, and it was about to be realized. This strong temptation quickly suppressed his thoughts of running away.
"Secretly learning a Secret Technique from the Prohibition Order is a serious crime! This is the ban of the Immortal Palace, and the law supported by the Weisman government. Sir, you must know this as well, right? "The ruffian surnamed Zhao racked his brain, and squeezed out a cultured and reasonable speech. But he was using the local language of the East Continent, so he was not sure if the other party could understand.
Garon smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. Beside him, Captain Whitman was about to translate for him.
But it was not as if he had been doing nothing on the ship these past few days, and now he spoke in fluent East Continent language.
"Prohibition Order? The Prohibition Order from the Immortal Palace? What's that? Sir, can you explain it in detail? "
"This …" The ruffian surnamed Zhao hesitated.
"Her martial arts were taught by me, what do you think?" Garon directly pointed out that he was the one who had taught Lindsay what she had learned.
He did not care about the Prohibition Order, or his background as a warlord, as the terrifying existence of the Black Swamp Palace who killed without batting an eye, he was a legendary figure in the Totem World, not to mention back in the Secret Technique World, a planet with lower combat power.
No matter if it was the Immortal Palace or the Demon Gate, if they stood in his way, he would have to be prepared for a bloodbath.
He was not one of those pedantic righteous people. Although he would not resort to any means to achieve his goals, choosing the most effective way to solve problems was a matter of course.
Standing here and talking nonsense with these two kids was just to make two points.
One, the Whitman family did not have a good relationship with him, this could be seen from his indifference towards Lindsay, who was lying on the ground. This was also to prevent this family from being implicated by him.
Two, facing a dead person, Garon believed that he still had the tolerance to let him speak a few words.
The ruffian surnamed Zhao already felt that something was amiss, and his right hand quietly reached for the gun at his waist.
But suddenly, his whole body trembled, and his movements froze. It was not just him, even the man on the other side with him froze, unable to speak, and his expression did not change at all. But from the other's eyes, he could see the same shock and fear as himself.
He could not move at all!
It was as if the rare blood in his body was not listening to him at all.
Sorcery!! This was Sorcery!!!
No wonder the Immortal Palace wanted to impose a Prohibition Order, this kind of terrifying martial arts … The ruffian surnamed Zhao's heart felt like an avalanche, his original mental defenses crumbled instantly under the extreme fear.
Garon smiled at him.
"I had some things to ask you, come with me. Let's have a good chat. "
He whispered a few words to Whitman, and then led the way to a small teahouse outside the crowd. The two ruffians very consciously followed him, not saying a word.
"Let's go, let's go!!" The shouts of Whitman's subordinates came from behind, and only then did Whitman wipe off his sweat, and carry the unconscious Lindsay to find a doctor.
*****
The three of them sat on the second floor of the teahouse, Garon's favorite seat by the window, no one dared to sit three seats away from them. The owner forced a smile and served them a pot of good tea, then hurried downstairs, not daring to say anything.
Garon very naturally controlled the blood in their bodies, and took their money pouches. Opening them and counting, there were about seven or eight taels of silver inside, and some scattered copper coins, he did not know how much they could buy.
Putting them all into a bag and tying it to his waist, Garon smiled at the two opposite him.
"Don't be afraid, there will always be setbacks in life, this is just a small test for your lives."
He slowly released the control on their faces.
The ruffian surnamed Zhao immediately showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He was already a hundred percent sure that the people he had met were from the Devil Gate who did not like the Immortal Palace, or even more likely, were Demon Warriors wanted by both sides!
"Honorable sir, please tell us what you want, we will definitely tell you everything we know!"
"Is that so?" A small smile appeared on Garon's face.
"In that case, please tell me everything about the Martial Prohibition Order …" The smile on his face deepened.
They dared to issue a Prohibition Order, and list the martial arts of the White Cloud Gate as forbidden martial arts …
Hehehe … Immortal Palace, how bold!
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