The Man with the Iron Fists Page #3

the heretic amongst you.

Let's start now.

Master Zen Yi.

My private room, please.

Of course. This way.

Chan, give this to Silver Lion.

And hurry back.

That should satisfy

Madam Blossom.

She will no longer

be your master.

No, she won't.

Thank you.

We should pack our bags and

leave this place immediately.

What's the rush?

Let us have one

last moment here.

Before we go.

Twenty-three, 24, 25.

Why 25?

Well, the earth is 25,000

miles in circumference.

So smart.

Strong hands.

You're so beautiful.

How about we get Madam Blossom

in for a threesome before we go?

Hurry, hurry.

Silver Lion

should be here by now.

He knows we're here, and his tardiness

says more than his presence.

Don't come in!

Don't come in! Stop!

Stop, stop, stop, come back!

No!

Brother!

X-Blade,

you're a dead man.

No!

BLACKSMITHI Zen Yi.

Well, Gold Lion was dead,

and Zen Yi was

out of commission.

Now, there was all eyes

on the Geminis,

who arrived in town

with the governor's gold.

Their plan was to post up at

Dragon Inn, spend the night,

and continue north.

I've cleared everybody out,

just as you requested.

I'm looking forward to your

famous Cantonese braised ribs.

I knew you would ask.

It's already prepared.

Well?

Spicy.

Good.

Upstairs.

You're still as lovely as ever.

Please.

You look beautiful, Jackie.

Like a Chinese warrior.

Me likey.

Master Silver Lion.

I'm sorry,

we're closed for the day.

You are never closed

to the Lion Clan.

Now, where are the Geminis?

Please, no trouble.

Trouble?

Mr. and Mrs. Gemini.

How are they?

Spicy.

Where's your boss, Gold Lion?

Unfortunately,

he couldn't make it.

What do you want here,

Silver Lion?

You know what we want.

Friends, there's really no need

for your journey to end here.

And by that,

I mean your life journey.

You give us the gold,

we spare you and your men.

And maybe we will invite you to

join us and live like royalty

here in our lovely village.

A dog living in a palace

is still a dog.

And every dog loves

to chase the pussycat.

The Gemini stance.

Poison Dagger.

Where are you?

Come out!

Come out!

No more, no more.

Go. We are closed.

Forever.

The Lions do this. See

what they did to my inn!

You want Lion?

I cook you Lion.

How would you like it?

Steamed? Deep fried?

Pan fried?

Lion dumpling?

I was hoping for one last dish

of your Emperor Sui Duck.

We haven't prepared

that dish in years.

Seasoned with young basil,

and Yangzi grains.

The dish is for

very special customers.

Please.

What kind of Lion is this?

Not Lions. Gemini.

A very pretty one at that.

Such a shame.

Mercury.

The mark of Poison Dagger.

Who in this village would

have access to mercury?

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