How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 5 was written in one go, flowing smoothly and effortlessly—that's incredible!

Was he promoted so casually?
Lin Fan's mind went blank for a moment. He had only said a few nice words and he had already coaxed the hall master into becoming a placenta?
Of course, this cannot be said aloud.

"Thank you for your promotion, Hall Master," Lin Fan said excitedly.

Wang Changhai patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, "Work hard and don't let me down. If you do well, I'll help you get promoted."

Done.

He took out his money pouch, intending to take out some loose silver, but after thinking about it, he handed the entire money pouch to Lin Fan.

"Master, this is unacceptable!"

"Sigh, from now on you'll be my confidant. How can you manage without some silver? Here you go."

"Thank you, Master."

Wang Changhai smiled with satisfaction, then warned the gang members around him to obey their leader or face the gang rules. He didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

As the head of the hall, he had nothing to do every day and basically just wandered around aimlessly. Knowing that he was not strong enough, he had no intention of fighting for territory and only wanted to guard his small piece of land at the dock.

Anyway, the docks are lucrative enough, so there's no worry about food or drink.

"Brother Lin, congratulations."

Wu Yong was extremely excited. He never expected that Brother Lin would be favored by the hall master and become their leader overnight.

Moreover, he believed that he was close to Brother Lin, which meant that no one would dare to bully him here in the future.

The surrounding gang members snapped out of their daze and began to fawn over and congratulate him.

He accepted the compliments with ease and was in a particularly good mood. Although his goal was to enter the government office, it did not affect his ability to become a leader. Besides, once he became a leader, he would be free.

There is ample time to improve proficiency.

*Beep*, the leadership structure is now in effect.

Lin Fan took out some loose silver from his purse and handed it to Wu Yong, saying, "When night comes, you treat the brothers to a good meal and drinks, and I'll cover it all."

"Okay, Brother Lin."

Wu Yong took the silver and looked at the gang members around him. His meaning was clear: "Did you see that? Brother Lin is handing this silver to me so I can make arrangements. In other words, I am Brother Lin's confidant and have a slightly higher status than you."

The gang members shouted.

"Long live Brother Lin!"

"Brother Lin is magnanimous; I'm willing to go through fire and water for him."

Having never been to school, they barely knew any characters and were learning on the spot when facing danger. Some of the gang members decided to find a storyteller to learn how to praise people.

Lin Fan waved for them to return to their posts, and told Wu Yong to call the dock doctor, saying that the skin wounds on his back would heal faster if he applied some medicine.

He knew that this initial body refinement would take some time, as it was too easy to get injured. However, while comprehending it, he sensed a faint warm current flowing through his body.

It seems that he has improved his physical fitness.

Clenching my fists and tensing my arms, I could feel my strength increase.

Not long after, the doctor arrived. When he saw the injury on his back, he was clearly shocked, but he remained calm and applied the medicine. After everything was done, he saw the doctor off.

He stretched his arms, and his back still ached slightly when he did the movements, but he could bear the pain. He found a wooden stick and continued to work hard to improve his proficiency.

You shouldn't rest just because you're in pain. On the contrary, the fact that you can persevere in martial arts training even with the added support of pain can actually strengthen your willpower.

A moment later, the sound of whistling wooden sticks being swung came from the warehouse.

For Lin Fan, the goal is to make the most of all his time to improve his strength. Although he hasn't yet been able to engage with martial arts, he can use the interface to improve himself so that he will have more options when he is able to engage with martial arts in the future.

Therefore, what does suffering now matter?

He wouldn't even flinch if he were eating shit.

[Basic staff technique proficiency +1]

……

As his proficiency with the staff slowly increased, Lin Fan's strength in swinging the staff grew stronger and stronger, and this feeling was simply wonderful.

Night has fallen, and the moon is very round and bright tonight.

Lin Fan came out of the restaurant, stood at the door, looked up, and heard the noisy voices of his underlings. He originally didn't want to come and could have let Wu Yong take charge.

But after thinking about it, he felt it was better to come.

The innkeeper stood respectfully beside him, his face full of feigned hospitality. For the innkeeper, these tables tonight were a lot of pressure. He knew they were from Zhongyitang and was afraid that these guys would get drunk and cause trouble.

"Manager, please take good care of them. If it's not enough, come to Jili Wharf to find me tomorrow. If they cause trouble, don't be afraid. Just stay far away and come to me tomorrow. I will give you an explanation," Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Yes, yes."

The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly, finding the man before him quite different from the group of foul-mouthed hooligans; he gave off a warm and comfortable feeling. "Go and get busy."

He then walked towards home, with the innkeeper still standing at the door. Only when the figure gradually disappeared into the darkness did he turn around and enter the restaurant, hearing urging voices from upstairs.

"Bring more wine, we're out of wine."

"I'm coming."

……

Street.

It was very quiet around, with the occasional chirping of insects.

Lin Fan walked very slowly. Having come to this world alone, it was impossible not to feel lonely. The only thing that sustained him was his cheat-like ability, which made him want to experience things he had never encountered before.

After all, which man didn't dream of leaping across rooftops when he was young, and even as he gets older, he still has that dream?

Now such an opportunity is right in front of us.

Of course he wouldn't miss it.

Sudden.

I heard heavy, hurried footsteps behind me, as if someone was running. I turned around and saw a blurry figure in the moonlight. The figure seemed to be quite muscular, and there was a flash of silver light. My nerves tensed up instantly.

"Knife."

Moreover, this figure was coming for him.

"Run, you guys! We're from the Public Security Bureau. He's a murderer!" Two other people were chasing after him. When they saw that there were ordinary people in front of the murderer, they immediately warned him.

murderer?

Two months have passed since I transmigrated, and I haven't actually seen a murderer yet. But no matter where you are, murderers are quite dangerous, and people who dare to do such things are probably not simple.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan turned and ran without saying a word.

Although he has some skill, if the murderer is really a master, and he recklessly rushes in thinking he can have a big fight, only to be slashed to the ground by the other person, that would be truly ridiculous.

Sonorous!

The sound of weapons clashing.

There were also shouts and curses.

"You fucking bastards, I'll kill you all."

Clearly, they've clashed.

Lin Fan stopped and looked back, wanting to see what a battle between experts looked like, but after a few glances, he realized something was wrong.

The way he wields the knife doesn't look like that of a master.

The murderer, taking advantage of his large and strong physique, showed signs of subduing them. At the same time, he slashed one of them in the arm, while the murderer was also slashed.

While in pain, it screamed loudly, revealing its ferocious nature.

At this moment, Lin Fan was thinking about how he studied law diligently every day in order to pass the exam for the Security Bureau. He also knew that there were many people who wanted to pass the exam for the Security Bureau, and some of them had powerful connections.

True talent and learning alone are not enough to guarantee success.

If I could establish connections with the police, it might be helpful to me.

With this in mind, he had already made a plan.

He hasn't made a move yet, not because he doesn't want to, but because it's not the right time. He has to wait for an opportunity, a chance to save the day, like a god descending to earth, and smash the murderer to pieces.

Soon, the opportunity to take action arrived.

The younger one clutched his arm in pain and collapsed to the ground.

Only the middle-aged policeman was struggling to keep going.

Lin Fan moved, sprinting faster and faster, unleashing his full physical prowess. Just as he was about to approach the murderer, he leaped up, bent his knees, and slammed them into the man's back.

Bang.

The murderer cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground. At that moment, Lin Fan braced himself with his hands, rolled over, and just as the murderer was struggling to get up, he raised his leg and slammed it into the murderer's jaw.

Blood mixed with teeth splattered in the night.

The murderer's eyes widened, he lost consciousness, and his head slammed to the ground.

The two officers were stunned by the smooth and fluid movements of the entire operation. In all their years in the business, they had never seen such decisive and stylish action.

This is just too amazing!

(End of this chapter)