Uncle Gong, who had always been her driver and bodyguard, was treated with great respect. It wasn't up to an outsider to make irresponsible remarks or pass judgment...
Thud!
Just then, a violent crash echoed. It was Uncle Gong, rammed against the car by five burly men working together, as if being struck by a hammer.
Seeing this, Xia Bingqing turned pale, her heart pounding.
Uncle Gong wanted to resist, but ultimately, one man could not defeat five. In no time, fists rained down upon him.
The leader, wearing a Pigsy mask, pulled out a switchblade and lunged...
Chen Fan glanced sideways and saw the deadly strike. He hadn't intended to interfere, but out of humanitarianism, he jumped out of the car and, with lightning speed, flicked a silver needle, shouting, "Stop! Are you trying to murder in broad daylight?"
The burly man in the Pigsy mask felt a sharp pain in his wrist just as the switchblade was about to pierce Uncle Gong's abdomen. He dropped the switchblade with a clatter, stunned, and then roared, "Another one not afraid to die! Get him!"
In the next second, their target shifted.
After being released, Uncle Gong collapsed limply before the car, gasping, "Li...little brother, hurry and take the young lady away!"
"Just shut up!" Chen Fan retorted, annoyed. "You're in this state, and you're still thinking about others?"
Uncle Gong felt a bit embarrassed.
The man in the Pigsy mask roared again, "Cut him down!"
Chen Fan raised his hand, halting them. "Can you wait a moment?"
"I don't know them, we're just passing strangers... can you..."
"No!" the man in the Pigsy mask refused through gritted teeth.
Chen Fan felt a hint of helplessness. Why couldn't they just listen to reason and provoke the little demon of Ox Mountain?
If others weren't polite to him, he certainly wouldn't be polite to them.
He stepped forward, and with a series of crackles and clangs...
In less than a minute, all ten-plus individuals were sprawled on the ground, clutching their heads or posteriors, their screams echoing.
The man in the Pigsy mask was also dumbfounded, his legs trembling and pigeon-toed.
"You..."
Uncle Gong and Xia Bingqing were equally bewildered. She slid her sunglasses down her nose, revealing a pair of cold, strikingly beautiful eyes, her face filled with disbelief.
"This..."
Had she misjudged him?
"Little brother, you... I..." The man in the Pigsy mask was now like an ant on a hot pan, his heart filled with dread.
Uncle Gong's eyes lit up. "Li...little brother, quickly ask them who sent them!"
Chen Fan shot back, "Are you telling me what to do?"
"This..."
Uncle Gong was rebuffed, incredibly awkward.
Chen Fan ignored Uncle Gong, casually walked forward, grabbed the burly man in the Pigsy mask by the shoulder, and flung him away. He flew over ten meters, landing with a thud, his bones dislocated, accompanied by intermittent cries...
Uncle Gong was stunned, unable to imagine the young man before him possessed such strength.
Truly a divine being!
He naturally didn't know that Chen Fan's eccentric old master had employed all sorts of appalling methods to teach him martial arts, and Chen Fan's opponents weren't human, but mostly wild wolves, wild boars, bears... fierce beasts of the mountains...
Uncle Gong looked at Chen Fan with respect.
"Uncle, don't look at me like that. I like women!" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Then, Chen Fan helped Uncle Gong up and casually flicked three silver needles. In a short while, his pain subsided.
Uncle Gong noticed the silver needles in Chen Fan's hand and seemed to have discovered a new continent. "Li...little brother, you can also practice medicine?"