How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 25 The Artist on the Table, The Speech Begins

If you don’t understand, just ask.

I learned some information about the government office from Yang Ming.

In response, he could only say that Song Bantou's situation was not optimistic.

"By the way, did those knife-wielders who were arrested a while ago reveal who ordered them?" Lin Fan asked.

Those guys were clearly trying to kill Song Ban Tou. If he hadn't run over Song Qing and Yang Ming, they would both be dead there.

Yang Ming shook his head and said, "When we brought those people back, they were all seriously injured. Of the eight people, seven died after being examined by doctors, and the other one died in prison after running into a wall."

Lin Fan glanced at Song Qing, who was sitting there flipping through the files.

Good guy.

They really know how to keep their composure.

"Boss, have you apprehended any particularly difficult criminals recently?" Lin Fan asked.

Song Qing looked up and said, "Criminals aren't so easy to find; we can only search slowly."

Ok.

Lin Fan walked to the cabinet where the files were stored, picked up some files and looked at them, hoping to find some clues, such as evidence of the existence of martial arts.

The merchant's goods were stolen.

The Nancheng Dismemberment Case.

The Dongcheng poisoning case.

……

He was looking at them very carefully, and the pile of files in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, but unfortunately, he did not find even the slightest clue about martial arts crimes in these files.

Yang Ming, sitting there, had his mouth slightly open, watching Lin Ge's focused and absorbed expression.

He was so dedicated as soon as he entered the prefecture.

Brother Lin is worthy of being Brother Lin.

Song Qing nodded with satisfaction. As a member of the Security Bureau, he should focus all his attention on maintaining order in Yong'an City.

That's what he thought.

Unfortunately, too many people don't think that way.

Although he had many opinions on this, what was the use? The people in the garrison were not united and each had their own thoughts. Chen Xingzhi had dozens of constables under his command, but who was willing to do anything practical?

Too little.

evening.

Lin Fan walked out of the police station, his clothes changed into police uniform, a knife at his waist. He walked with his head held high, and the people passing by all lowered their heads and gave way.

This made Lin Fan frown slightly.

strangeness.

Seeing the constables should make me feel safe, but instead it feels like I'm seeing a man-eating tiger.

Lin Fan grabbed a passerby.

The captured civilians almost knelt down and begged for mercy.

Are you afraid of me as a person, or are you afraid of the clothes I'm wearing?

"Sir, I am blind, I can't see anything."

resignedly.

Lin Fan released his grip, and the man who claimed to be blind suddenly ran away as fast as he could, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

in this period.

He lived a fulfilling life, studying, practicing martial arts, studying, practicing martial arts...

Three points and one line.

Home, private school, dock.

I rarely have time to stroll around the streets.

It seemed that the constables in the local police station were probably no different from local thugs, ruining their reputation. Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly.

Horse riding.

I worked hard for three months to get into the government office, do you think I'm going to let you ruin my reputation?

pier.

"Master Lin."

"Congratulations, Mr. Lin! Congratulations on becoming a police officer!"

The people at the docks held Lin Fan in high esteem.

The main reason is that they have all seen what Master Lin has done. He is really different from other gang leaders. He cares about ordinary people like them who are just trying to make a living.

Lin Fan nodded and went to the warehouse.

The group of underlings frowned when they saw the constable, wondering what he was doing here. Was he just looking for trouble?

Do you really think our Lord Lin of the Loyal and Righteous Hall is easy to bully?

When they saw who it was, they excitedly surrounded them.

"Brother Lin is back."

"Don't call me Brother Lin, you should call me Lord Lin."

"Yes, yes." They actually knew long ago that Brother Lin had become a member of the police department, since Brother Lin had always studied law, but seeing it now, they felt that this change was too drastic.

"Brothers, assemble in the warehouse."

Lin Fan waved his hand.

He never wasted time. Now that he was in the police station, he had to seize every minute. Wasting time was a shameful act, especially since he wanted to make a great contribution.

A white-collar worker?

What kind of thing is that? He felt that even the position of a clerk was not enough.

Even if martial arts skills are not readily apparent, it's not unreasonable for me, Lin Fan, to be a little arrogant in Yong'an County, given my martial prowess.

Inside the warehouse.

Lin Fan stood on the table, like an artist about to give a speech, while his underlings craned their necks, waiting expectantly and excitedly.

"Brothers, as you all see, I, your Brother Lin, have become a constable of the Yong'an City Security Bureau. As the saying goes, 'An army is raised for a thousand days to be used for one.' Ask yourselves honestly, haven't I treated you well all this time?" Lin Fan said loudly.

The underlings chimed in agreement.

"No small feat, Brother Lin is truly a man of great loyalty and righteousness."

"Brother Lin is the real brother who treats us like brothers."

"When Brother Lin found out my mother was sick, he gave me money to hire a doctor without saying a word. I am willing to go through fire and water for Brother Lin, and even die for him."

To be honest, Lin Fan was really good to these brothers.

Solve the difficulties if they arise.

Not to mention, during that time he treated them to all sorts of lavish meals and drinks. If you asked them whether Brother Lin was a good person or not, they wouldn't even need to think about it; they'd probably think even their own fathers weren't that great.

Just as Wu Yong was about to shout something in the crowd, Qian Tao reacted even faster than him.

"Brother Lin, just give us your orders. We brothers are your knives. We'll cut whoever you tell us to cut, without a second thought."

Aha?

Wu Yong's eyes widened.

No, you said the words I was going to say.

You said it, so what am I supposed to say?

Lin Fan looked at Qian Tao, who seemed to remember him. "I hope your second uncle isn't having any problems. If he is, just say so. We're all my brothers, so there's no need to stand on ceremony."

Qian Tao wanted to cry.

Brother Lin truly remembers what happened to him and treats him like a brother.

"Thanks to Torlin, my second uncle's life has gradually improved."

Not only does he want to cry now, but the other brothers also want to cry. They are just small fry, while Brother Lin is not only the leader's favorite and sworn brother, but also a constable of the garrison.

The difference in their social status is so vast.

Yet they still call them brothers and never look down on them.

They realized they had chosen the right person to follow.

If you had to choose between the gang leader and Brother Lin, even a fool would know that you'd choose Brother Lin.

"Okay, that's good." Lin Fan nodded, then said, "After you go back tonight, think carefully about which local thugs and bullies in Yong'an City are idle all day long, extorting money from the people. Figure out their activity locations and the times they appear."

“Yongan City is mine, but it is also yours. We work from dawn till dusk every day just so we can have something to eat.”

“Although we are involved in a gang, we never do anything to bully ordinary people. We are much more noble than them.”

"So, we are... Wu Yong, you say."

Seeing Wu Yong's eager anticipation, Lin Fan gave him a chance.

"Yes Yes……"

The excited Wu Yong stammered for a moment, his mind going blank.

What is it?
Qian Tao, his face flushed, shouted, "We are heroes!"

"Good, well said. We are heroes. Since we are heroes, we will never allow any local bullies to run rampant on our territory. We will let the people know that we, the people of Zhongyitang Jili Wharf, are all heroes."

"You agree, don't you?"

Lin Fan's voice was loud and clear, full of pride and excitement, his emotions reaching their peak.

The brothers in the warehouse were yelling and shouting.

"right!!!"

The shouts grew louder and louder, surging up like a tidal wave, almost lifting the roof off.

Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand, "Then go back and think it over carefully. Once this matter is settled, I'll treat the brothers to a good meal and reward you properly."

"Yes."

These brothers were like they'd been injected with chicken blood.

They were all incredibly excited.

They had never experienced anything like this before.

hero.

Who the hell doesn't want to be a hero?

In the past, others called them small fry or trash, but only Brother Lin called them brothers and heroes.

(End of this chapter)