Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

The thugs were obviously not expecting someone to intervene. They were stunned at first, then looked Lin Han up and down. Seeing that he was dressed casually and had a handsome face but no fear, they couldn't help but sneer: "Who is this kid, meddling in other people's business? Do you know who we are? Have you heard of the Iron Fist Gang?"

“Iron Fist Gang? Never heard of it.”

"Hey? Boy, you must be that country bumpkin, right? You don't even know the reputation of our Iron Fist Gang."

"Are your Iron Fist Gang's fists really strong?"

"That's right, kid. We in the Iron Fist Gang have strong fists! We can beat you up so badly that you won't even recognize your relatives."

"That sounds impressive, but... my fists are just as hard. I want to see which is harder, your Iron Fist Gang's or mine."

Lin Han sneered.

"Boy, you are so arrogant. You actually dare to challenge the authority of our Iron Fist Gang. There was a boy as arrogant as you before. He offended our Iron Fist Gang and is still lying in the VIP room of the Orthopedic Hospital, counting mosquitoes on the ceiling every day. Are you sure you want to follow in his footsteps?" The leading thug had a look of disdain on his face, and did not seem to take Lin Han seriously. The younger brothers around him also followed suit and laughed.

"Orthopedic Hospital? Not bad. I think you guys can call ahead and reserve a bed."

Lin Han said with a smile.

"Fuck you, you bastard, take my punch!" One of the gangsters was so furious when he saw Lin Han provoking him that he could no longer restrain himself and raised his fist to hit Lin Han in the face.

"Be careful!" The young girl behind the stall owner Lao Wang was so frightened when she saw this scene that she turned pale. She quickly covered her face with her hands, not daring to see the bloody scene.

However, the bloody scene did not appear, but a sound worse than the sound of slaughtering a pig was heard.

“Crack—”

“Ah! My hand…!”

The gangster who swung the punch suddenly changed his expression and covered his right wrist in pain. His wrist had been twisted at an incredible angle and was obviously broken.

The air around seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Han. He stood there with an indifferent expression, as if the scene just now had nothing to do with him.

"Iron Fist? It seems that's all it is." Lin Han said lightly, without a trace of emotion in his tone, but it made people shudder.

"You...you..." The leading thug widened his eyes and looked at Lin Han in disbelief, unable to speak for a moment.

"What do you mean by 'you'? Come on, come on! What are you doing? Didn't you say you could beat me so hard that I wouldn't even recognize my relatives? Come on... let me see it for myself."

Lin Han hooked his middle finger and continued to provoke.

"Go! Let's go together. Don't let him underestimate our Iron Fist Gang!" The leading thug finally came to his senses and shouted with forced calmness, trying to save some face.

Following his command, the other thugs hesitated but eventually charged forward, punching and kicking, attempting to overwhelm Lin Han with their numerical superiority.

However, an incredible scene appeared!

When the fists of these thugs were only half a meter away from Lin Han's face, they suddenly turned around and hit their companions in the face. They seemed to be possessed by evil spirits and started attacking each other.

For a moment, fists flew everywhere, shouts and screams intertwined, and the scene was in chaos. Lin Han stood there, his hands gently behind his back, a faint smile on his lips, as if all this was within his expectations.

"Are you practicing some new moves? It looks quite interesting." Lin Han's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone, with a hint of teasing.

Soon, the mutual attacks among the thugs finally ended with each of them collapsing on the ground in a mess. They all had bruises and swollen faces, with astonishment and confusion written all over their faces.

"What's going on?"

The leading thug struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes full of disbelief. He looked around, trying to find the source of all this chaos, but he could only see Lin Han's calm figure and the astonished and somewhat awed eyes of the people around him.

"You...what did you do?" His voice was hoarse and a little scared.

"I didn't do anything. I don't understand what you're doing. Why are you fighting against each other?"

Lin Han shrugged and answered innocently, but there was a cunning glint in his eyes.

"Boy, don't try to fool me here, it must be you who did this!"

The leading thug insisted.

"Hey, I say, you must have been hit in the head, right? Why are you talking nonsense here? Ask the people around you, did I do anything just now? If I could make you fight each other, wouldn't I be a god? This is hilarious!"

Lin Han spread his hands, his face full of innocence and helplessness.

The leading thug glanced at the crowd around him, as if seeking approval.

Sure enough, the people around nodded, confirming that Lin Han did not take any action and just stood there.

"Maybe, you have oppressed the people too much, and even God can't stand it anymore, so he gave you a little punishment." Lin Han chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm and profound meaning in his tone.

"Kid, if you have the guts, just stay here and don't move. I'll call my boss and ask him to come over! Let him deal with you personally!" The leading thug glared at Lin Han fiercely, took out his cell phone, pressed a number with trembling fingers, and dialed the number.

"Hey, Boss, hurry over to the barbecue street. We've run into some tough guys."

"Tough guy? What kind of tough guy can't you losers handle? Explain it clearly!" A low and majestic voice came from the other end of the phone, which was obviously dissatisfied with the current situation.

"It's like this, boss. We were originally trying to teach a blind kid a lesson, but he used some kind of magic to make us fight each other. Now all of us brothers are lying on the ground and can't get up." There was a hint of grievance and unwillingness in the voice of the leading thug.

"Magic? You idiots, stop making excuses for me! Wait, I'll be there soon." The voice on the other end of the phone hung up extremely quickly, leaving a busy tone.

at the same time.

In a private room of a high-end bath center.

"Damn it, a bunch of losers, they can't even handle a kid, and they still talk about magic, it's such a fucking killjoy!" A bald man with a scar stood up cursing.

"Lei Hu, what happened? Why are you so angry?"

"Mr. Ji, I'm sorry. Those useless guys under my command caused some trouble in the barbecue street. They said they met a kid who knew some magic and made them fight among themselves. It's ridiculous. I'll go over and see who this guy is." Lei Hu said as he picked up his clothes and put them on.