After Chen Fan sent Xia Bingqing home, he returned to his rented apartment, paying no mind to what had just happened. He immediately fell asleep.
Meanwhile, Xu Changfeng was embracing two of the four most beautiful women in Lin City, drinking high-end red wine, looking utterly lost in pleasure. He swayed his head to the loud music…
Not long after, Xiao Hu, frowning, pushed the door open and entered. He walked quickly to Xu Changfeng’s side and whispered a few words.
Instantly, the smile on Xu Changfeng’s face froze. He pushed the two women beside him away and said grimly, “Get out!” Everyone except Xiao Hu retreated.
Xu Changfeng stared at Xiao Hu and said, “You’re saying my men were all crippled?”
Xiao Hu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded. “Y-yes, Young Master!”
“Damn it…” Xu Changfeng kicked the coffee table, shattering the jade teacup. Xiao Hu lowered his head, not daring to say anything more.
Xu Changfeng, filled with rage, gritted his teeth. “In the entire Jiangnan Province, no one has dared to cripple my men!” “This Chen Fan must die!” “When will Blood Wolf arrive?”
Xiao Hu replied, “Tonight!” Xu Changfeng scratched the back of his head and spat, “Have Blood Wolf kill this Chen Fan first!”
Xiao Hu took his orders. For someone who held grudges, Chen Fan was now on Xu Changfeng’s blacklist.
The next day…
Chen Fan woke up early and went to a small food stall on the street to buy a cup of soy milk and some steamed buns. Just as he was about to get into his car, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of it. This figure was nearly two meters tall, exuding a powerful aura that exerted an invisible pressure. Due to the brim of his hat, only half of his face was visible. Faintly, a scar resembling a centipede could be seen on his left cheek.
Seeing this, Chen Fan couldn't help but frown. “Brother, please move aside. I need to drive!” This was Xia Bingqing’s other car.
The dark figure spoke, his voice hoarse, “Are you Chen Fan?” Chen Fan took a sip of soy milk and said with interest, “What if I said I wasn’t, would you believe me?”
“That joke isn’t funny at all!” the dark figure said again.
Chen Fan remained unfazed. “Fine, I told you you wouldn’t believe me, and then you’d ask if there was something wrong with me?”
“Noisy!” the dark figure hissed. “Come with me. If you don’t, everyone related to you will die!”
Threats! To be honest, Chen Fan hated being threatened the most! His gaze darkened. Chen Fan said, “You might not know, but everyone who has ever threatened me has ended up dead!”
The dark figure sneered, “Hmph… they were them, and I am me!”
Chen Fan was too lazy to waste words with the dark figure and said impatiently, “Alright, alright, stop babbling. I don’t have time to chat with you here!” “I have to go to work soon!”
The dark figure stared at Chen Fan with a lingering gaze, a cold, hard curve to his lips.
“That’s not up to you…” As soon as he finished speaking, a punch erupted with a sound of breaking wind, aimed at Chen Fan. Chen Fan immediately recognized this as a killing technique. He could even feel the murderous intent in the punch, suggesting this person had taken lives. However, Chen Fan easily dodged it, casually placing the soy milk and steamed buns on the car.
Seeing this, a flicker of surprise appeared in the dark figure’s eyes, and he said coldly, “Interesting!”
Immediately, the dark figure retreated and threw another punch, aiming straight for Chen Fan’s face. Chen Fan didn’t retreat; he raised his hand and sent out a palm strike.
Fist and palm collided!
*Snap!*
The dark figure, feeling a sharp pain, staggered back three to four steps…