Several people present knew how to throw knives, but throwing knives required the knives to be light. The Daggers they used were for assassination, and using them as throwing knives was absolutely inappropriate.
Yet, Han Yu not only threw them, but he accurately pierced the wrists of the two men. Which proper mercenary could do something like that?
In their eyes, it was also unbelievable.
Han Yu walked forward with a blank expression, ignoring their pained faces. He directly pulled out the Daggers from their wrists, wiped the blood on their clothes, and then flicked them back.
"Thanks, your Daggers are quite useful."
The two Daggers pierced the tabletop beside where he had been standing. Han Yu had taken these two Daggers from them.
Only when the Daggers were returned to them did they realize their Daggers had been stolen.
"Ah... Never mind, as long as you're happy."
These two didn't dare to say no. They looked at the burly man from before; he weighed over two hundred jin, yet he was kicked away so easily. Moreover, it seemed Han Yu definitely hadn't used his full strength.
Someone like this in this bar was a terrifying figure. Who would dare to stop him? It would be good enough if the other party didn't come looking for trouble.
"Disperse, disperse. Jeno, you guys go deal with those fellas."
At this moment, a man walked towards Han Yu. The man was about thirty years old, wearing a black suit. He didn't look particularly muscular, but the suit fit him very well, making him look refined. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, making him seem gentle and refined. However, how could everyone in this kind of bar be good people?
Han Yu sized him up, and the other party sized him up in return. After a moment, the man said, "Hello, I'm Hank, the owner here. You look like you're new here, sir?"
"Yes, my surname is Han, and I'm here to find someone." Han Yu nodded, not being overly polite.
Hank didn't seem to mind the other party's attitude, still wearing a smile. Han Yu couldn't help but inwardly praise him; this person seemed to have a deep mind.
"Who are you looking for? I might be able to help you," Hank said.
"I'm looking for Banner, do you... know him?"
Hearing that name, Hank's face showed clear surprise. He seemed very surprised that Han Yu would come here looking for him.
He sized Han Yu up again, but this time with a scrutinizing gaze, as if trying to figure out if he had some other identity.
"Don't worry, I'm not a cop," Han Yu said, seeing what he was thinking.
Hank believed this wholeheartedly. Because Han Yu had an Asian face, the police here didn't really accept Asians, unless they were doing some big operation and using Asians as a cover.
But judging by Han Yu's recent actions, if he really was a cop, his earlier words would have drawn everyone's attention to him.
That would be very bad for the police if they were carrying out some kind of operation.
This further dispelled Hank's suspicions about him.
"Come with me."
Hank beckoned to him and took the lead, heading deeper into the bar.
Han Yu didn't overthink it. With his strength, no one on Earth could beat him.
If he had to compare himself to someone, he was like Tyson in his prime. The people on Earth were just a bunch of babies, no one could withstand a punch from Han Yu.
Han Yu followed Hank to a door in the back of the bar, where two burly men stood guard.
There's even a hidden door here. Looks like this bar isn't as run-down as it seems.
Han Yu thought to himself. He saw Banner enter the bar, and after following him in, he didn't see anyone, so he knew there had to be some kind of hidden room or space.
But seeing bodyguards guarding the door, Han Yu felt this bar was not ordinary, it was no longer on the level of a regular hidden room.
The two bodyguards didn't say anything to Han Yu. Seeing Hank, the leader, they respectfully called out to him and opened the door.
Hank turned his head and smiled at Han Yu, leading the way inside.
After Han Yu entered, he couldn't help but be surprised. The space inside was surprisingly large. Everywhere he looked, there were scantily clad women. In some of the booths, which were partially concealed by curtains, he could vaguely see the figures moving inside, illuminated by the outside lights. "There's even a bar like this. Amazing." Han Yu murmured.
The gray industry had always existed; where there was light, there was darkness.
"Where's the person you're looking for?" Hank raised his hand and pointed.
Han Yu followed his finger and saw a thin man in a small booth in a corner, very conspicuous. This person was Banner.
However, he wasn't conspicuous because of the clothes he was wearing. It was because the area around him was empty.
Every booth had several men and women enjoying themselves, but Banner's booth was completely empty. Even the adjacent booths were empty. Those booths looked fine and didn't seem to be under repair. Even the waitresses delivering drinks walked around that area.
From these aspects, Han Yu reached a conclusion. It wasn't that Banner was unpopular; it was that others feared him.
He must have caused some trouble here before. The bar staff probably intervened, but Banner had dealt with them ruthlessly.
Han Yu guessed the reason they still let him in was twofold. Firstly, they respected his strength and didn't dare to provoke him. Secondly, they didn't want this place exposed and didn't want even more powerful weapons brought in. So, they had no choice but to swallow their pride.
It was extremely frustrating, but also incredibly helpless. There was nothing they could do. After all, he was ridiculously strong. Anyone who had a problem could speak up, but the people in the bar certainly wouldn't dare.
"What did he do? Why does everyone isolate him?" Han Yu wanted to know the truth of what happened, so he asked Hank.
Hank's expression was complicated. His gaze flicked over Banner, not daring to linger. The words he spoke seemed to carry lingering fear.
"This happened half a month ago. He came in here, and a group of people, seeing how skinny he was, picked a fight with him. They started a brawl, and Banner... he tore apart four of them with his bare hands, literally ripped them apart!"
Hearing this, Han Yu was also surprised and quickly asked, "With the physique he has now?"
"Yeah, what's up?" Hank didn't understand why Han Yu was asking.
Hearing this, Han Yu's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Banner actually ripped apart four burly men with a normal person's physique?!
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