America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 607 Specializing in Martin

Near the Delacorte Theater in Central Park, New York.

The towering Taylor Swift and Karlie Kloss stood at the front, protecting Selena Gomez behind them, while Cara Delevingne on the other side stared wide-eyed ahead like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Right in front of them, six tall boys dressed in trendy clothes and sneakers, their arms covered in dark tattoos, blocked their way.

The leader, a short man with a strong hip-hop vibe, said to the people behind Taylor, "Selena, you promised to go on a date with me the day before yesterday, and when I got there, no one showed up by ten o'clock. Are you kidding me?!"

Selena retorted, "When did I agree to go on a date with you? You said you'd wait for me in Brooklyn Park, and I didn't agree to that, okay?"

The newcomer had no intention of reasoning: "You didn't refuse, so of course you're agreeing."

Taylor snapped, "Justin, have you no shame? What kind of man are you, clinging to me like this? Get out of my way, or I'm calling the police!"

A man with dreadlocks standing next to Justin said, "Central Park is so big, it's a public facility, we're free to go wherever we want."

Karlie Kloss, who just turned eighteen this month, still has a girlish heart, saying, "We've called for backup. If you don't leave, you'll be beaten to a pulp!"

The six boys opposite him all burst into laughter, their laughter unrestrained and wild.

These hip-hop enthusiasts, who were in their hot-blooded and impulsive age and thought they were awesome, didn't take Carly's words seriously at all.

One of them even said, "Who the hell are you looking for? Don't fucking piss your pants when you show up!"

Taylor's phone rang. She glanced at it and said, "Let's go."

The four people tried to go around them, but the six boys immediately followed and tried to block their way.

Carly was incredibly annoyed. Ever since she met them tonight, these people had been like chewed gum, sticky and impossible to remove, utterly irritating her.

Selena was a little scared: "Should we call the police?"

Just as Taylor was about to speak, he heard a flurry of footsteps and saw several people turning around from the intersection.

Martin was leading the way.

Taylor Swift sang the theme song for John Wick, and she recognized the other members: Bruce, Menne, Chad, Chen Hu, and Marcus.

"Over here, Martin!" She jumped up and waved.

Martin spotted Taylor and Carly immediately, especially the latter, whose height was striking.

Menez whistled and said, "Boss, are they all your girls?"

Martin said, "Just friends."

Taylor and his three companions quickly walked towards Martin, followed by a group of hip-hop boys.

Martin and his group slightly changed direction, allowing Taylor and the others to pass, thus blocking the six boys who were following them.

These people are not old, only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the oldest is probably not even twenty.

The leader was dressed in trendy clothes, showing off his large tattooed arms, pouting and raising his chin, looking like he was arrogant and domineering.

Martin recognized him: the famous Ding Ritian.

Justin Bieber also recognized Martin and instinctively stopped in his tracks.

The people following him also stopped.

Martin's gaze swept over the group, then landed on Taylor and Carly, who were leading the group, and asked, "Are you alright?"

"It's alright, you've come at the right time." Taylor smiled.

Cara Delevingne's perky hair smoothed out, and she playfully wrinkled her nose: "Wow, you're even more handsome in person than in the movies!"

Selena finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Martin."

Martin said, "It's alright, let's go."

Taylor had had enough of the boring group of boys behind him and called to his three friends, "Let's go, let's go."

Martin and his men deliberately lagged behind to prevent those people from following and harassing them again.

The group of hip-hop kids paused briefly, then became restless again.

In their eyes, they can trample the sky with a mere step.

Especially during this period, Ding Ritian's scorching heat was beyond description.

Justin Bieber said, "Guys, are you afraid of this so-called American hero? He actually dares to stand in our way!"

"Afraid of him? Are you kidding me?!"

"He also has two eyes, one nose, and two hands!"

"Those promoted by the media and the government are all just pretty faces!"

The man with the dreadlocks said, "JB, you're not scared, are you?" He touched his lip piercing. "You're not going to cower like a coward after your sweetheart got stolen, are you?"

Who is Justin Bieber? How could he possibly hold back? He said, "Let's make an impression on the American hero, guys, let's get him!"

Before he finished speaking, he took the lead and strode quickly toward Martin.

The remaining five people all followed.

The word "fear" simply doesn't exist in the minds of these young people.

Bruce had been keeping an eye on what was happening behind him. When he caught a glimpse of people whispering to each other out of the corner of his eye, he knew things might not end there. He reminded Martin and the others, then took out his phone, turned on the camera, and switched to recording.

The bright lights of Central Park provided him with an excellent backdrop for the photos.

Bruce's other hand gripped the pistol beneath his clothes.

Hearing Old Bu's reminder, Menez became excited: "Boss, let's take them on?"

"Wait for them to make the first move, understand?" Martin said simply, then told Taylor, "You guys get out of here."

Taylor, full of ideas, urged her sisters to hurry forward while also taking out her phone and opening the camera.

Chad flexed his wrists and neck: "It's been a long time since I've been in a fight."

Chen Hu said, "I can do it all by myself."

"Don't be so disloyal, Tiger!" Mene protested. "This fun is for all of us."

Martin specifically warned Marcus, who was as fat as a ball, "This isn't Afghanistan or Iraq, go easy on him."

Marcus nodded. "I understand."

While they were talking, Justin Bieber was already more than ten meters away.

The Canadian singer, a long-time dancer, was very agile. He aimed at Martin's back and silently dashed out.

Justin Bieber had a good plan: because he wasn't tall, he intended to directly hit Martin in the lower back and then punch him in the kidneys.

If you can take Martin down, he can brag about it for ten years!

This isn't just about competing for attention; it's also about increasing one's own fame!

Justin's henchmen followed suit and charged at Martin.

They don't care about anyone else; if they're going to mess with someone, they'll mess with the most famous one!

Specializing in Martin!

Bruce had already drawn his pistol and was hiding it by his trouser leg.

Martin suddenly turned around, grabbed Justin Bieber's arm, and without needing to use Bieber's forward momentum, bent his knees and used his arms to easily execute an over-the-shoulder throw.

Before Justin Bieber could figure out what was happening, he felt the world spinning around him, and the ground seemed to be right under his head.

With a thud, he fell to the ground, his body feeling as if it had fallen apart, tears streaming down his face from the pain.

At this moment, Justin was almost losing consciousness.

At the same time, Chad, a former stuntman, kicked a man in a floral shirt to the ground.

Grandpa Menez knocked over a gold earring, twisted his arm behind his back, and slammed his knee down hard on his shoulder and neck.

The white guy opened his mouth and shouted, "I can't breathe! I can't breathe!"

Menez loosened his grip slightly to avoid crushing the person to death.

Next to him, Marcus punched someone so hard that they fell straight down.

Chen Hu roared and kicked the man in shorts in the groin, sending him sprawling to the ground.

Seeing his companions all fall down while he was panting, Mohican, who was at the very back, quickly braked and stopped.

He put his hands in front of his chest: "Don't come any closer! I've trained in martial arts!"

Marcus said, "It's been a while since we've had an event, so don't try to take it from me..."

Before he could utter the last word, Chen Hu leaped out and kicked him.

The mohawk-clad arm, which was resting on his chest, felt like it had been hit by a car, and he stumbled backward, landing hard on his backside.

Justin Bieber finally caught his breath and reached into his pocket, but as soon as his hand came out, a large foot stepped on it.

Martin warned, "Don't move!"

With a slight push of his foot, Justin Bieber winced in pain, his hand involuntarily loosening its grip, and a butterfly knife fell out.

Martin called to Taylor, "Take a picture! He's attacking with a knife!"

Taylor quickly moved her phone camera to take a picture. She was a smart girl and said, "Shall we call the police?"

Martin glanced at Bruce, and seeing Old Bruce nod, said, "Call the police!"

Taylor turned off his phone's recording, and after everyone else did, he said to Selena, "Call the police and say that this stupid bird on the ground keeps harassing you and even attacked us."

Martin asked Taylor and the others, "You don't mind being on the news, do you?"

"Make the news? Great!" Taylor, having learned a lot from Martin, had already evolved: "Let's try to get on the front page!"

She started fabricating news: "Canadian idiot harasses Disney princess and country pop star, Martin Davis and his friends bravely step in to stop him..."

Karlie Kloss jumped in: "What about me? How could this news story be complete without me!"

Cara Delevingne raised her hand high: "Me too!"

Menez lowered his knees to avoid suffocating the people below and asked, "Can we use Martin and Menez's friends?"

Chad retorted, "Don't we deserve to be in the news?"

Menez retorted, "Didn't I tell you, friends!"

Justin Bieber lay on the ground, trampled under Martin's feet, gritting his teeth: "Just you wait, I won't let you get away with this."

Martin ignored him and just kept increasing the pressure on his feet.

Justin Bieber quickly lost his voice, screaming in pain, his forehead covered in sweat.

Although his followers were arrogant and muddle-headed, they were also loyal. None of the men who struggled to their feet abandoned their companions and ran away.

Chad, Mene, Chen Hu, and Marcus surrounded them to prevent them from leaving.

Selena quickly finished her call to the police and said, "This is Central Park. The NYPD will be here soon."

In fact, some onlookers nearby had already called the police.

Some people were also taking pictures with cameras and video cameras.

Some of them recognized Martin, Menez, and Taylor Swift.

Not long after, the NYPD arrived.

(End of this chapter)