How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 9 Master Wang: My God of War has arrived, I'm going to show off!
Arrogant.

Extremely arrogant.

The thugs that Sun Yaowei brought out were all strong and robust, unlike ordinary gang members. They were obviously experienced and probably good fighters who often participated in individual battles and melees.

"Kid, you're fucking arrogant."

The thug, bald and with a scar near his eye, swung his hand with all his might, intending to knock the fool in front of him senseless with a single slap.

Lin Fan decisively swung the chair leg in his hand. He didn't want to waste any more words now; all he wanted was to fight, and also to test how many people he could handle with his current physical strength.

Chair legs are also sticks; in his view, anything that can be swung can be used to perform stick techniques.

Bang.

The bald man screamed in agony, clutching his bleeding head, and lay on the ground howling in pain.

"His head is broken and bleeding."

Sun Yaowei, sitting there with a beautiful woman in his arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, but it didn't affect his composure. He was very confident in his group of thugs. He provided them with plenty of meat and fish, fattening them up, and made them carry heavy objects every day to increase their muscles. He also frequently engaged in private fights.

They were already a group of experienced thugs.

The approaching thugs were clearly taken aback, obviously not expecting bloodshed so early on. This instantly ignited their ferocity, and they lunged viciously at Lin Fan.

On the second floor, Chen Liang sneered, "Who does he really think he is?"

Other onlookers nodded in agreement, saying that no matter how powerful you are, the result is the same.

They were incredibly excited to see the fight; such a scene is not something you see very often.

Gradually, things started to go wrong.

boom!
boom!
Screams of agony rang out.

Lin Fan then swung a chair stick and began to beat the group of thugs mercilessly, not dodging at all and letting their fists land on him.

It doesn't hurt much.

To say I didn't feel anything would be a lie.

But I didn't feel much pain at all, not even a tenth of the pain I felt when I was hit with a stick.

These thugs were like leeches clinging to him, making it hard for him to let go. He threw off the chair leg, clenched his fist, and threw punches that landed squarely, including an elbow to the jaw, causing blood to splatter.

Wang Changhai clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, his body trembling, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Lin Fan, who was fighting with the group of people.

When he saw Lin Fan get hit, his heart bled and he felt extremely sorry for him. But when he saw Lin Fan fight back and beat his opponent beyond recognition, he really wanted to shout, "Well done!"

This is his person.

He was a trusted confidant whom he promoted.

Now, it is his trusted aides who are unwilling to see him, as the head of the hall, being humiliated in public, and are fighting desperately with others, disregarding their own safety.

He wanted to cry, he really wanted to cry.

He's already a member of a gang, and even a hall master, so why is he crying?

He recalled someone telling him that if he wanted to thrive in a gang, he had to be ruthless; loyalty was something no one cared about anymore.

But he wanted to say, yes, it has always existed.

That's what loyalty is all about!

The underlings guarding the gate, who wouldn't allow even a fly to get out, were all excited and their blood was boiling as they watched Brother Lin's ferocious fighting form, shouting in their hearts.

Go, Lin! Kill these guys!

As Sun Yaowei's men fell one after another, screaming in agony, the atmosphere at the scene subtly changed, and the onlookers all stared in disbelief, their faces filled with shock.

This guy is a monster.

Of the eighteen strong thugs, only a few remained standing. The floor tiles beneath their feet were stained red with blood. Lin Fan, in the center of the arena, resembled a raging, bloodthirsty war god, walking step by step toward the one thug who was still standing.

"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer."

The remaining thug was pale and his legs were weak. He had never seen such a terrifying guy in his life.

Lin Fan walked up to the other person, lifted him high above his head, and threw him violently onto a nearby table. The crashing of the table and chairs, mixed with the other person's screams, reached the ears of everyone present.

At this moment, there was complete silence; it was so quiet that you could hear even your own breathing.

Lin Fan stood proudly, motionless, letting the blood from his fists drip to the ground. Of course, this wasn't his blood; it was their blood.

The intensity of the initial body tempering is very high. It doesn't hurt at all now, and there aren't even any bruises.

The benefits of strict martial arts regulations.

This was evident at that moment.

There isn't even half a fighter among them.

Feeling the shocked gazes of the crowd, he felt an extraordinary sense of pleasure. He grabbed his torn clothes, and with a slight effort, ripped off his shirt, revealing perfectly sculpted muscles that most people could only dream of.

My figure wasn't this perfect a while ago, but as my body training proficiency increased, my body quietly changed.

It's gotten to this point.

Showing off one's figure doesn't seem too much to ask, right?

Sun Yaowei appeared calm, but in reality, he was not. His legs, which were under the table, were trembling violently. The scene before him had completely terrified him.

what's the situation?
What about dreaming?
The eighteen ruthless men who were known as invincible in Yong'an City were crippled just like that?
coming.

What the hell!

This guy is walking towards me.

Sun Yaowei nervously swallowed, and thinking of his identity, his heart, which was about to jump out of his chest, calmed down a little.

He was the son of the leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang.

The other party shouldn't go too far, right?

Thinking of this, and seeing so many onlookers around, he naturally couldn't lose face, so he pretended to be calm and said, "Good, good, that's impressive. I didn't expect you, Wang Changhai, to have someone like that by your side. But what's the use of being good at fighting?"

"One hundred people, two hundred people, can you stop them?"

Sun Yaowei looked at Lin Fan with a firm gaze.

You can't back down, you absolutely can't back down, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Lin Fan walked around Sun Yaowei, his eyes mocking. When Sun Yaowei finished speaking, Lin Fan suddenly grabbed his hair, pulled his head back, and looked down at him.

He raised his hand and playfully patted the other person's face.

"Whether you can hold off a few hundred people, I don't know, but at least I know that you don't have anything that can stop me right now."

Sun Yaowei, who was slapped, didn't feel any pain, but his face was burning hot.

The woman nestled to the side gasped and flinched away as if startled.

"How dare you treat me like this, I..."

Just as Sun Yaowei was about to utter some harsh words, Lin Fan violently dragged him in front of Wang Changhai, kicked his knee, and forced him to kneel in front of Wang Changhai.

"Master, what should we do with him?" Lin Fan asked.

"what?"

Wang Changhai was in a daze, the scenes unfolding before his eyes like a dream, so much so that he hadn't come to his senses yet.

No, the polarity has reversed?

When he was humiliated, Lin Fan, whom he had promoted, appeared like a hero. If he were a woman, he would definitely repay her with his body.

"Waaah." The hall master's lover cried with tears streaming down her face. "Changhai, I was forced. You have to forgive me. I know you love me the most."

Wang Changhai looked indifferently at the woman kneeling before him, pleading desperately.

This was once his favorite mistress.

They'll give you whatever you want, except for a formal title.

But who could have imagined that she...

Just as Wang Changhai opened his mouth, his vision blurred, and he saw a leg quickly extend and kick the woman in the face with a bang, knocking her unconscious.

"You slut, you've offended our leader's eyes." Lin Fan cursed angrily, then said, "Leader, let's discuss how to deal with this guy." Sun Yaowei, who wanted to resist, was firmly pinned down.

He did not beg for mercy.

He didn't believe Wang Changhai would dare to do anything to him.

Indeed, Wang Changhai was truly stumped when faced with how to deal with Sun Yaowei. Given Sun's status, he couldn't very well cripple him.

If that's the case, even if he's the head of the Loyalty Hall, he can't stop Chief Sun's revenge.

More importantly.

He also couldn't involve Lin Fan in the most dangerous situation.

The hall master remained silent.

Lin Fan suddenly pulled Sun Yaowei's hand onto the table, looked at his underlings and said, "Get a knife and chop off one of his hands. Let's see if he dares to speak disrespectfully to our leader again."

It's come to this.

What needs to be done must be done.

Although he wanted to keep a low profile, avoid causing too much trouble, and focus on improving his skills, he knew that after tonight, his reputation would be known to everyone. The whole city would know that there was a ruthless man who, in a fit of rage, became the head of a gang, took down eighteen people, and even chopped off Sun Yaowei's hand.

Therefore, he doesn't mind making things bigger.

As for whether it will attract retaliation from martial arts masters, that's a joke, better not to dream. Our own leader is supposed to be a local tyrant in Yong'an City, yet he was humiliated to the point of not even having the ability to fight back.

The art of martial arts is a very deep and complex thing.

It's definitely not something people here can access.

"Brother Lin, we don't have a broadsword, how about a dagger?" Wu Yong promptly handed over a dagger.

Lin Fan nodded, "Okay, although it can't be cut in one go, it can be cut in ten or eight more times."

cruel.

Sun Yaowei was truly terrified at this moment. "Master Wang, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Please say a few words for me, don't chop me, please don't chop me!"

Now he feels that this guy really dares to cut.

If he really loses an arm, he'll be completely finished. And it looks like this guy is going to cut off his dominant right hand, which is basically turning him into a cripple.

The pants are wet.

He peed.

But it's not shameful; anyone would pee in that situation.

You bastard, Yuan Jiang, you bastard! Why didn't you tell us beforehand that there was a monster around Wang Changhai?

Just as Lin Fan was about to make his move.

"Lin Fan, wait a minute," Wang Changhai said.

Lin Fan grew anxious and said unwillingly, "Master, what are you waiting for? Let me cut off one of his hands."

Wang Changhai seemed to have come to his senses. He picked up his teacup, calmly took a sip, and said softly, "I often teach you not to be too cruel. It's not good to break someone's hands or feet at the slightest disagreement. Although this bastard went too far, as the head of the hall, I still have the magnanimity."

For Wang Changhai, now that his God of War has appeared, when else would he dare to show off?

"The hall master is right." Lin Fan nodded and put down the dagger in his hand.

Sun Yaowei breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Hall Master Wang."

Snapped!
"Fuck you, you son of a bitch!" Wang Changhai angrily slapped the other man across the face.

Sun Yaowei, who had been slapped, dared not speak, his head bowed, trembling with fear.

Sudden.

With nothing to do, Lin Fan suddenly turned around and looked at the second floor.

"Who laughed? Who just laughed?"

what?
Wang Changhai, who was about to pick up his teacup and take another sip, was also taken aback.

Is anyone laughing?

I didn't hear it.

The onlookers on the second floor shook their heads; no one laughed.

“You, yes, it was you who laughed.” Lin Fan pointed in a direction on the second floor.

The fat man being pointed at said, "Master Lin, I didn't laugh."

The fat man, a local merchant, was terrified.

"I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about that toad with a pockmarked face behind you."

Swipe!

All eyes turned to Chen Liang.

They were absolutely certain it was him.

Because besides him, there was no one else present who looked like a toad.

At this moment, Chen Liang looked utterly defeated.

I'm laughing at your sister.

Seeing how brave and ruthless you are, I'm ready to run away.

You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

At first, when Lin Fan was just a lowly henchman of the Loyalty Hall, he didn't take him seriously at all, because his uncle was a government official.

But now... even if his uncle is a government official, it's useless.

Just now.

The onlookers around Chen Liang immediately shouted angrily, "Well, you little brat, you dare to laugh! Brothers, take him down and hand him over to Master Lin for punishment!"

"Ok."

"Come on, lend a hand, let's carry it down."

*Slap!* Chen Liang was slapped.

"Behave yourself. How dare you laugh in such a serious setting? You're showing no respect for Master Lin or Hall Master Wang. You're practically courting death."

Soon, Chen Liang was carried down by the crowd.

Faced with Lin Fan's sly grin, Chen Liang inexplicably panicked.

"You, what do you want to do?"

He's really scared now.

Lin Fan was about to raise his hand to slap Chen Liang a few times, but when he thought of the bumps all over Chen Liang's face, he immediately chickened out, afraid that if he slapped him, the other man's face would ooze saliva.

"Go kneel down there and slap yourself. I didn't tell you to stop, so don't stop," Lin Fan said, pointing to the corner.

"you……"

"Ok?"

Seeing that Lin Fan was about to get angry, Chen Liang knelt down in the corner in fear, and a crisp sound rang out.

Lin Fan returned to the hall master's side.

Wang Changhai asked curiously, "Did he really laugh just now?"

"Yes, I smiled."

"Okay, let's just say he laughed."

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and a figure slowly walked in.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Sun Yaowei, who was kneeling, looked as if he had seen a savior and said in a voice that sounded like he was about to cry:
"father."

(End of this chapter)