Chapter 606: Altercation!

Taylor Swift and Karlie Kloss, both towering figures, stood at the front, shielding Selena Gomez. On the other side, Cara Delevingne's gaze resembled a cat with frazzled fur, her big eyes locked forward.

Directly across from them, six burly young men sporting stylish sneakers and short-sleeved T-shirts adorned with jet-black tattoos blocked their path. The leader, exuding hip-hop flair, turned to the person behind Taylor, addressing Selena with frustration, "Selena, you promised to go on a date with me the day before yesterday. I waited until ten o'clock, and you didn't show. Are you playing games with me?"

Selena retorted, "When did I agree to go on a date with you? You mentioned waiting for me at Brooklyn Park, but I never consented to it."

The persistent visitor was far from reasonable, insisting, "You didn't say no either, that's as good as agreeing."

Taylor's frustration flared, and she snapped, "Justin, have some dignity. Is this how you pursue someone? Step aside, or I'll call the police!"

A man with dreadlocks, standing next to Justin, argued, "Central Park is a public space, and we're free to be here."

Eighteen-year-old Karlie Kloss maintained her youthful demeanor, threatening, "We've already sent someone for help. If you don't leave, we'll return with reinforcements. You'll regret it!"

The six boys facing them burst into laughter, dismissing Carly's words as mere bluster.

One of them taunted, "Who are you looking for? Don't wet your pants out of fear!"

Just as tensions were escalating, Taylor's cellphone rang. She glanced at it and declared, "Let's go."

As the four began to circumvent the group, the six boys immediately followed, attempting to block their path.

Karlie seethed with annoyance. Since encountering them tonight, these individuals had clung to them like stubborn gum, becoming increasingly irksome.

Selena suggested hesitantly, "Should we call the police?"

Before Taylor could respond, the sound of approaching footsteps caught their attention as several figures emerged from the intersection.

Their leader was none other than Martin.

Recognizing Taylor, who had performed the "John Wick" theme song, Martin also spotted Bruce, Mene, Chad, Chen, and Marcus among the group.

"Over here, Martin!" Taylor leaped up and waved.

Martin quickly identified Taylor and Karlie, with Karlie's height making her stand out.

Mene playfully whistled and quipped, "Boss, are these all your ladies?"

Martin clarified, "Just friends."

The four Taylors hurried toward Martin, and a pack of hip-hop boys trailed behind them.

Martin and his crew slightly altered their direction, allowing Taylor and her friends to pass while blocking the six boys tailing them.

These youngsters were barely seventeen or eighteen years old, with the oldest possibly not even twenty. The leader, decked out in trendy attire, displayed his well-defined arms, curled his lip, and cocked his chin confidently, basking in the spotlight.

Martin recognized him as Justin Bieber, a famous figure in music industry.

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

Several people who were following also came to a halt.

Martin cast a quick glance at the group, his gaze landing on Taylor and Karlie, as he inquired, "Are you both alright?"

"We're fine. You arrived just in time," Taylor replied with a smile.

Cara Delevingne tamed her unruly hair and playfully quirked her nose, saying, "Wow, you look even more handsome in person than in the movies!"

With a sigh of relief, Selena added, "Thank you, Martin."

Martin reassured them, "No problem, let's go."

Taylor had had enough of the bothersome group of boys trailing them and beckoned to her three friends, "Let's go, let's go."

Intentionally, Martin and his companions lagged behind to prevent any further harassment from those individuals.

The hip-hop boys were momentarily stunned, but restlessness soon overtook them.

In their eyes, they believed they could conquer the world with a single step, particularly during this period when they felt invincible, defying the weather, the sun, the earth, and the air.

Justin Bieber chimed in, "Guys, are you afraid of this so-called American hero trying to block us?"

"Afraid of him? That's a joke!"

"He has two eyes, a nose, and two hands, just like us!"

"What the media and the government hype up are all empty vessels!"

The man with dreadlocks asked Justin, "JB, aren't you afraid? Are you going to let the person you love be taken away without a fight, like a coward?"

Justin Bieber, unwilling to back down, asserted, "Let's leave a lasting impression on the American hero, guys, let's show him!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he took the lead and approached Martin.

The other five followed closely behind, fearlessly determined.

There was no hint of fear in their eyes.

Bruce had been monitoring the situation behind them, noticing the hushed conversations among the group. He suspected that this confrontation might escalate further. While advising Martin and the others, he discreetly retrieved his phone, preparing to record a video.

The brilliant lights of Central Park served as a dramatic backdrop.

Underneath his clothes, Bruce kept a concealed pistol within easy reach.

Upon hearing Bruce's warning, Mene eagerly inquired, "Boss, should we take them on?"

"Let's wait until they make the first move, understood?" Martin calmly instructed, then urged Taylor and her friends, "You all should go on ahead."

Taylor swiftly directed her friends to move forward while also taking out her phone and opening the camera app.

Chad stretched his wrists and neck, remarking, "It's been a while since I've had a good fight."

Chen quipped, "I can handle this on my own."

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

Martin reminded Marcus, who had a robust build, "This isn't Afghanistan or Iraq, so let's keep it controlled."

Marcus nodded, saying, "I understand."

While they conversed, Justin Bieber had already closed the distance, approaching within ten meters.

The Canadian singer, well-versed in dance, moved with agility. His plan was to strike Martin directly in the lower back due to his shorter stature and then deliver punches to Martin's kidneys with both fists.

Bringing down Martin would not only secure victory but also elevate his own reputation, serving as a stepping stone to greater fame.

His followers advanced toward Martin in a coordinated fashion, singling out the most famous target. They paid no heed to anyone else, focusing all their efforts on Martin.

Bruce had discreetly drawn his pistol, concealed within his trouser leg.

In a swift motion, Martin turned around, seizing Justin Bieber's arm. He didn't need brute strength; instead, he executed a graceful over-the-shoulder throw by bending his knees and using a deft twist of his arms.

Before Justin Bieber could make sense of the situation, he found himself in a dizzying spin, the ground swiftly approaching his head.

With a resounding thud, he crashed to the ground, feeling as though his entire body was unraveling, tears welling up from the pain.

In that moment, Justin teetered on the brink of unconsciousness.

Meanwhile, Chad, a former stuntman, swiftly kicked him down and removed his floral shirt.

Uncle Mene relinquished a gold earring, twisted Justin's arm behind his back, and pressed his hefty knee firmly onto Justin's shoulder and neck.

The young man pleaded, "I can't breathe, I can't breathe!"

Mene eased his pressure slightly to avoid any harm but maintained control.

Beside him, Marcus unleashed a powerful punch, causing Justin to slump.

Tiger roared and delivered a forceful kick to the man in shorts' groin, sending him sprawling.

The mohawk-sporting individual, who had been rushing from behind, saw his companions defeated, and he quickly halted, palms extended protectively. "Don't come any closer; I've got some kung fu skills!"

Marcus retorted, "I've been out of practice for a while; don't test me..."

Before he could complete his sentence, Tiger leaped forward, landing a swift kick.

The mohawk-clad man clutched his chest as though it had been struck by a truck, wincing in pain before collapsing to the ground.

Justin Bieber, now regaining his composure, reached into his pocket, but as he withdrew his hand, a large foot came down on it.

Martin sternly warned, "Don't move!"

Applying a bit of pressure, Martin caused Justin Bieber to wince in pain. His hand involuntarily released, and a butterfly knife clattered to the ground.

Martin called out to Taylor, "Capture this on camera; he's carrying a weapon!"

Taylor swiftly aimed her phone's camera to record the scene. She was quick-witted and asked, "Should we call the police?"

Martin glanced at Bruce, who nodded, and replied, "Call the police!"

Taylor stopped recording on her phone, waiting until the others had as well, before instructing Selena, "When you call the police, just say that this guy on the ground has been persistently harassing you and initiated an attack against us."

Martin inquired of Taylor and her friends, "You don't mind making headlines, do you?"

Taylor, having learned from Martin, had undergone her own transformation. "Headlines? Okay! Let's aim to make headlines!"

She began crafting a narrative, "Canadian idiot harasses Disney princess and the country diva, while Martin Davis and his friends heroically intervene..."

Karlie Kloss chimed in, "What about me? Can't this news story be complete without me?"

Cara Delevingne raised her hands, jesting, "And me!"

Mene shifted his knee to ensure the individuals beneath him could breathe and asked, "Can we mention Martin and Mene's friends too?"

Chad expressed his indignation, "Aren't we worthy of making the news?"

Mene clarified, "I said 'friends'!"

Justin Bieber lay on the ground, his body pinned under Martin's foot, grinding his teeth, "Just wait, I won't let you off."

Ignoring him, Martin increased the pressure beneath his foot.

Justin Bieber soon fell silent, crying out in agony, sweat forming on his forehead.

Despite their arrogance and misguided loyalty, none of his followers who struggled to rise from the ground abandoned their comrades and fled.

Chad, Mene, Tiger, and Marcus encircled them, ensuring they couldn't escape.

Selena promptly dialed the police, reporting, "We're in Central Park, and the NYPD should be on their way."

In reality, some onlookers in the vicinity had already contacted the police.

A few individuals had even snapped photos with their cameras and camcorders.

Some recognized Martin, Mene, and Taylor Swift.

Before long, the NYPD arrived on the scene.