The expression on the burly man's face instantly beca serious, and a hint of shock appeared in his eyes as he looked at Lin Fan!
He was full of confidence in his own strength, never expecting to end up in such a situation. Though Lin Fan also stepped back three steps, the burly man could clearly see that those three steps back were completely intentional by Lin Fan, rather than him being forced back!
"I really underestimated you," the burly man said sternly.
"If that's all the strength you have, then our combat can end now," Lin Fan replied calmly, a wicked grin playing at the corner of his mouth.
"Humph! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
The burly man let out a low roar, taking big steps as he imdiately charged at Lin Fan like a fierce tiger descending a mountain!
His speed was extrely fast; his robust physique stirred up a piercing wind noise, swooshing as he reached Lin Fan in the blink of an eye and aid an upper hook punch at Lin Fan's chin!
Lin Fan squinted his eyes, casually removed the cigarette from his mouth, flicked his finger, and the cigarette with a glow of fire flew towards the burly man's face!
The scorching cigarette glinted with sparks, and the burly man instinctively closed his eyes, hurriedly changed the route of his punch, and swung to knock the cigarette away!
But when the burly man looked at Lin Fan again, Lin Fan appeared before him like a ghost. The burly man was shocked; throughout the entire process, he didn't know how Lin Fan managed to get there, not hearing any wind sounds or footsteps!
Witnessing the strange, wicked grin at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth was as terrifying as seeing the Soul-Slicing Scythe in the hands of Death God.
"Die!"
The burly man roared angrily, hesitating not at all, as his fist like an iron hamr swung out again!
But this ti, Lin Fan didn't give the burly man a chance. He extended a finger imdiately, thrusting fiercely forward, and his fingertip emitted a bright light—the external release of powerful qi!
Lin Fan's unique skill, One-Finger Zen!
*Swoosh~*
That was the sound of air being pierced through!
*Boom!*
Before the burly man's fists could fully extend, Lin Fan's finger already touched his chest. It seed like a gentle touch, but the real feeling was like being hit hard by a heavy hamr.
*Crack crack* Two crisp sounds; two ribs on the burly man's chest imdiately snapped, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, retreating seven or eight steps.
At this mont, the entire bar fell into a dead silence, and everyone gaped in shock!
The burly man was defeated? And Lin Fan only made three moves from start to finish—is he a War God?
Lin Fan calmly observed the scene without a trace of arrogance, for he had reached a stage where such an aura was unnecessary to enhance his status.
Then, Lin Fan turned and walked towards Nalan Suqin. At this ti, Nalan Suqin's beautiful eyes were filled with blazing light, and as Lin Fan approached, Nalan Suqin imdiately embraced him, tip-toed, and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Dear, you're amazing!" Nalan Suqin said with affection.
"How could your man be any less, otherwise he wouldn't match you!" Lin Fan teased, gently tweaking Nalan Suqin's cute little nose, smiling.
"War God! War God! War God!"
Suddenly, the bar resonated with fervent roars, and eyes filled with jealousy and admiration focused on Lin Fan and Nalan Suqin, making them shine like the prince and princess in a palace!
Looking at Cao Yuan, his face was extrely gloomy. Earlier, he had assud Lin Fan would surely be crippled tonight, but reality was brutally stark against the fantasy, and Cao Yuan felt his face burning hot as if slapped a few tis!
Lin Fan poured himself a glass of wine, raised it towards Cao Yuan, and smiled, "Mr. Cao, thank you for your warm hospitality."
Lin Fan tilted his head back, finishing the glass of wine in one go with unrestrained ease and a touch of dominating disdain for the world!
Then, Lin Fan stopped hesitating, wrapping his arm around Nalan Suqin's slender waist as they slowly walked towards the bar's exit amidst countless gazing eyes!
"That guy really knows how to show off!"
Song Moyu, watching Lin Fan's back, pouted displeased.
Yet, Song Monong's beautiful eyes flashed with a unique color as if she saw a long-sought prey!
However, just as Lin Fan exited the bar, more than ten vans suddenly stopped at the entrance, forming a circle and surrounding Lin Fan in the center!
*Whoa~*
The van doors opened, and a group of thugs wielding weapons rushed out, no less than thirty or forty, forming a vast dark formation!
Seeing this situation, Cao Yuan and the others, who followed outside, imdiately showed excitent on their faces.
Du Qi, seeing these were his summoned people, laughed arrogantly, "Kid, aren't you so impressive? I want to see how you can fight thirty or forty people after beating one."
"Do you really think it's easy to bully the Southeast Three Young Masters? Today I'll show you our real strength!"
"A wandering bug dares to act wild in my Southeast, doesn't know life or death!"
Cao Yuan and Liu Biao laughed wildly.
"Du Hua even called the Underground Hall people, it's over for him! That kid won't survive tonight without losing a layer of skin!"
"What a sha for a little handso guy; tomorrow he'll probably find himself in the morgue!"
"Alas! I bet the beauty beside that kid won't escape a nightmare tonight, what a pity..."
The onlookers erging after them started discussing, looking at Lin Fan and Nalan Suqin with faces full of pity!
But was Lin Fan scared?
He didn't once glance at those Underground Hall thugs. His gaze was fixed on a direction, face suddenly cold!
Seeing his rcedes parked by the roadside, which now showed no signs of luxury; the entire body was scratched, all four tires deflated, and the windows shattered—a scrap car would be a generous description!
That car belonged to Su Yanyu, holding many cherished mories of Lin Fan and Su Yanyu. Now, witnessing its ruined state, Lin Fan's eyes turned chillingly cold!
A freezing aura seeped from every pore of his being, seemingly solidifying the entire space!
Lin Fan abruptly turned, his sharp gaze locking onto Cao Yuan and that group, each word carrying chilling intent: "Who did this?"
"It was , the young master. What can you do about it?" Du Hua shouted with arrogance, his face full of swagger.
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