Chapter 878 - A Moment (1)

The wound on Noah's arm had just scabbed not long ago. Ferne shouted at Noah as Ferne fought with Joseph's group, "Noah, go away. You're injured. Don't play the hero."

Someone sway a wooden stick toward Noah. Noah caught it with one hand, slapped the person away with a backhand, and said in a calm voice, "I can beat them with one hand."

"Right. Of course you can," said Ferne scornfully.

Jaquan's opponent was a girl. Jaquan yanked the wooden stick out of the girl's hand. The girl let out a fake cry. Jaquan did not feel any pity at all. He grabbed the girl by the collar and slammed her to the wall. Jaquan said, "Try this again. I won't be so polite next time."

The crowd was a mix of men and women. They fought each other without any methods or senses of beauty. Armando was very careful during the fight. Armando did not cripple people, but he could beat people to the ground and make sure that they stayed down. Janessa stood behind Armando and watched him closely. Janessa was worried that Armando would get hurt, but Janessa also wanted to see how powerful Armando was.

After Armando stacked several fainted men together, he said, "Hurry up and leave. Don't waste our time."

When the girls realized that their helpers were defeated, they all ran out and tried to spin the truth. The girls glared at Armando and Jaquan and said accusingly with tears, "This is our territory. It was you who came to seize our territory."

"Did you own this place?" Ferne released the person in his hand and turned to ask.

Joseph was beaten to the point where he had no strength to fight back. Honestly, Joseph had been utterly humiliated. Yet, when Joseph saw Ferne turn around, Joseph immediately picked up a wooden stick from the ground and smashed it straight at the back of Ferne's head.

Unexpectedly, Joseph's sneak attack was intercepted halfway. A hand came out of nowhere and grabbed the wooden stick. The person smashed the stick down with a backhand.

Joseph was so scared that he stumbled backward hastily.

Noah did not show any mercy and hit Joseph's right arm directly.

"Fuck! My hand! You crippled me! You have to compensate me!" Joseph lay on the ground and wailed, "I'm a promising printer. You crippled me! Just you wait. You have to compensate me!"

Ferne did not see what happened behind him. Therefore, Ferne thought that Noah had smashed Joseph's arm in the fight and immediately scolded Joseph, who was on the ground, "Compensate my ass. You deliberately came to pick a fight. It is clear that you deserve it. Now that you lost, you want money? Let me tell you, you have picked the right person to frame. I love it when people think they can rip me off. Come on. Let's go to the police station. Let's report this to the police."

When those men heard Ferne say that he was going to the police station, they immediately flinched. Joseph also looked hesitant.

"But you hurt our people." The dark-red-haired girl from before ran out to look at Ferne and said, "You injured Joseph's hand. Do you see the wall behind you? The graffiti on it was drawn by him. He is going to be a graffiti master in the future!"

Emily looked at the wall opposite her. The graffiti on it was slightly abstract. A twisted human face was being shrunk into the black hole. Perhaps Joseph wanted to imitate the abstract style of the western painter. But the painting he presented was meaningless. It was dark and distorted, but there wasn't a story.

"If he can be a freaking graffiti master, I can too!" Ferne took the spray paint and sprayed it on the human face on the wall. The main body of the wall was black. Ferne took a bottle of red paint and sprayed it across the wall casually. Jaquan also took a green bottle and started spraying. Janessa rushed over with a bottle of yellow paint. Emma thought for a moment before taking a bottle and joining them.

Thus, they surrounded a wall and sprayed paints all over it. Dozens of seconds later, Joseph's graffiti was destroyed. Now, the wall was only filled with a mixture of colors. It was ugly and hard to look at.

Ferne admired his own work. "Not bad. It looks much better than your previous work."

Jaquan and Noah heard these shameless words and could not help but turn away.

Although Janessa felt that it was equally ugly, he still agreed with Ferne, "I feel the same."

Emma was silent.

Emily clapped her hands. "I think that it is quite good too."

Joseph was so angry that he almost fainted.

"Not only did you hit me, you even ruined my work!" Joseph lay on the ground and shouted, "You guys are going too far!"

"That's right! You guys are going too far!" A few girls also stepped forward and shouted, "Bullying is not something you should be proud of!"

"Yeah, if you are really good, you can fight us one on one!" The plump yellow-haired girl shouted. Her nose ring swayed slightly while she tilted her chin high.

"We can't beat them..." Someone whispered. But the yellow-haired girl said, "Although we can't beat them, we can challenge them to a one-on-one drawing match."

The blond girl raised her voice, "If you win, this is your territory. If we win, then please leave this place as soon as possible."

"Yes!" the others echoed. "Solo drawing!"

Ferne raised his hand. "I object! This is not fair at all. Are you competing with us because we don't know how to draw at all?"

"Since you don't know how to draw, why are you here? Since you are here, either you compete or leave now," the yellow-haired girl shouted. "By the way, you have to apologize if you lose. And you have to take Joseph to the hospital."

"Yes! That's how it should be!" the other girls agreed.

Joseph, who was on the ground, did not say a word and seemed to agree with this proposal.

Ferne didn't expect to get into trouble. He was out to have fun. Ferne scratched the back of his head and looked at Emily, who was standing in the furthest end. "What do you think, Emily?"

Emily walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Joseph and the others before saying, "Alright."

Noah was well aware of the injury to Joseph's arm. When Noah smashed it, Noah had controlled his strength and was careful not to break the bone. Joseph would only feel pain from time to time. There was a patch of bruises on the surface. Joseph's skin was faintly purple. Joseph sat on the ground, cradling his right hand. Several girls surrounded him to discuss who should compete in the drawing solo.

There were several men who were painting the walls with white paint.

Emily stood there and looked at the twenty-meter-long wall. It was covered with all kinds of strange graffiti. Some were cute and childish. Some were mature. Many of them were scenic paintings, such as balloons, elephants, tigers, and other animals. There were also some abstract paintings that normal people could not tell what the contents were.

Not long after, Joseph and the girls came to an agreement. Because Joseph's hand was injured, the yellow-haired girl would be their representative for the match. The yellow-haired girl stood in front of Emily. The girl glanced at them and asked, "Which of you will come out and compete with me?"

"Me." Emily raised her hand slightly.

The yellow-haired burst into laughter at Emily's reply. The girl turned to the group of people behind her and said with a smile, "They actually sent a shorty. Is she even over 18?"

Emily waited for the girl to finish laughing before asking, "What are the rules?"