"I don’t know why, but the words you speak sound very familiar."
"I think if I let you go, you would probably voluntarily give so Silver Tael, but you definitely won’t accept it and would seek revenge later, wouldn’t you?"
Lin Fan had long seen through their trickery, clearly and unmistakably.
Humph, still wants to play these gas with him.
From watching movies and TV shows before, when he heard the villain say this line, he knew the main character afterward was going to have bad luck.
Lang Jun’s face turned somber, ungrateful upon receiving kindness, but being stepped on by the opponent, he couldn’t move, his life in the opponent’s hands.
How did the other party know what he was thinking?
"What exactly do you want?" Lang Jun asked.
Damn it.
If he’d known this would happen, he should have brought more skilled hands with him at first.
But in Jiangdu City, on the Serpent Gang’s territory, how could he have imagined anyone would dare to make a move?
Lin Fan didn’t answer his question but beckoned to Bao Liu, "Bao Liu, you guys co over here."
"Boss, what are your orders?" Bao Liu asked, while vigilantly watching the surrounding gang mbers. Although they were outnumbered, he wasn’t afraid at all, as his Head of Steel technique had shown great results recently—knocking down one person with a single headbutt wasn’t a problem at all.
Lin Fan pointed at Lang Jun and said, "Lift him up for , spread his limbs."
"Yes, Boss."
Wang Baoliu and the others lifted Lang Jun, each grabbing a limb.
Lang Jun panicked, "What do you want to do?"
He had a bad premonition, as if sothing terrible was about to happen.
Lin Fan searched around, found a wooden stick, about as thick as an arm, swung it a few tis, it seed usable.
Then he ca to Lang Jun’s side, touched his leg, nodded silently, muttering, "Hmm, decent enough, should break with one hit."
Hearing Lin Fan’s muttering, Lang Jun’s face turned deathly pale from fright.
"Let go of , you bastard, let go of ."
Lang Jun struggled violently, hell no, the other guy intended to break his leg, how could this be allowed.
Lin Fan pointed at another constable, "Put the knife at his neck, if he continues to struggle, cut him."
"Boss, are you serious?" The constable was shocked. He had only ever slaughtered chickens, ducks, and geese, this would be his first ti cutting a person, and he was a bit scared.
"Hmm." Lin Fan nodded.
Clang!
The cold blade rested against Lang Jun’s neck, startling him so much he didn’t dare move.
"Sir, playing like this isn’t fun, even you can’t simply kill soone in Jiangdu City and get away with it. I’m just a minor head of the Serpent Gang, why settle your future over ?"
Lang Jun was terrified, he really was almost scared to wet his pants by Lin Fan.
"Hehe."
"You think you can ruin my future, you’re overestimating yourself quite a bit."
"Alright, I can’t be bothered to waste more words with you."
Lin Fan placed the wooden stick across Lang Jun’s knee joint, moving it up and down as if searching for the best spot to land it.
Lang Jun’s eyes were wide as saucers, his eyeballs moving along with the stick’s up and down motion.
"Don’t, don’t do this."
A smile appeared on Lin Fan’s face, but then his expression beca serious, and the speed of his swinging arm suddenly increased.
With a thud.
The wooden stick smashed against Lang Jun’s leg.
With a crack.
A gut-wrenching scream erupted.
Lang Jun’s right leg was already misshapen, swelling red, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his facial expression beca extrely twisted.
The surrounding fishers and farrs watching this scene all trembled.
They hadn’t expected him to actually make a move.
At the sa ti, they all internally shouted approval.
They had long been oppressed by the Serpent Gang, full of anger, especially toward Lang Jun who frequently bullied them.
Seeing this now, it brought them great relief.
The Serpent Gang mbers who saw their boss’s leg broken couldn’t help but tremble, not knowing what to do next.
"This strike is for avenging my brothers, what’s next will be interest."
Lin Fan did not intend to stop there.
But moved to the left leg.
Lang Jun, unable to bear the pain, pleaded for rcy, "No, please let go, I know I was wrong."
The pain made it difficult for him to even speak.
"Now you realize your mistake, it’s too late."
As he finished speaking.
Lin Fan swung the wooden stick again, with a crack, Lang Jun’s body trembled, his eyes wide with terror.
He was conscious when his leg was forcibly broken, a pain unbearable for most people.
Baoliu and others blinked, sowhat scared seeing their boss’s thod.
Such ruthless might.
Smashed without hesitation.
At the sa ti, they felt a sense of security, knowing that if they were bullied, their boss would stand up for them.
Lin Fan placed the wooden stick at Lang Jun’s crotch.
This action shocked Lang Jun into montarily forgetting the pain, wailing, "Sir, please, don’t, I’m truly wrong, I’ll never dare again."
Oh my God.
If he really smashed down there, whether he could survive was questionable.
Even if he lived, he’d likely be a complete cripple.
"What are you thinking? Am I, Lin Fan, such a cruel person?" Lin Fan laughed, "Don’t be scared, even if you make the sa mistake next ti, I won’t harm you there, instead, I’ll directly invite you to enjoy an Ingot Candle in the future."
Lang Jun looked at Lin Fan’s face.
Although he didn’t say the word ’die’, it still left Lang Jun shivering, his whole body trembling.
Lin Fan waved to his n to let Lang Jun down.
Lang Jun collapsed to the ground, face twisted in pain, unable to say a word, feeling he had lost all sensation, those legs probably dood.
Lin Fan stood beside Lang Jun, bent down, grabbed his collar, pointed to his shiny bald head and said, "Open your eyes wide and rember this head, it’s not soone you can afford to ss with. If there’s a next ti... no, there won’t be a next ti, when you have the thought, I’ll let you know what happens if you ss with those around ."
Lang Jun struggled to look at Lin Fan’s bald head, under the sunlight, it glistened with a sheen.
A bit dazzling.
And sowhat unsettling.
Lin Fan glanced at Lang Jun, waved, and led his people away.
"Make way, make way."
At this mont, a voice ca from the crowd, and a group of people erged.
Among them, a leading man, with an extraordinary aura, his robust physique gave off the feeling of being a mountain.
"Hall Master."
"Hall Master."
The young ones who had witnessed their big brother’s legs being broken imdiately beca respectful upon seeing the newcor.
The person was Gao Yixiong, the Tiger Hall Master of the Serpent Gang.
"Sir, you disciplined my man and are leaving just like that, don’t you think it’s a bit impolite?" Gao Yixiong’s voice was deep, like a bell, loud, clear, and resonant.
Lin Fan turned to look, showing a smile.
"So what do you want?"
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