"Kid, you've got a big mouth, but do you know you're dreaming?"
"You want one of my hands, do you have the ability?"
"If you've got the guts, pay off your debt with one of my hands today?"
"Hmph, do you really think my men are nonexistent?"
"Pick anyone here on the spot, and I'll show you what you're made of."
Chu Fan glanced at everyone and said, "I'm not interested in these dregs."
Countless angry eyes instantly fixed on Chu Fan.
"Boss, how dare he insult us, kill him!"
"Boss, hand him over to me. If I don't beat him until his teeth are scattered on the ground, I'm not called Baozi!"
A group of thugs were extremely enraged.
Did he really think he was a god?
Did he really not consider them human?
"Very good, very arrogant."
The bald man nodded with a cold smile, "Kid, I hope you can remain this arrogant later!"
"Don't worry, I always will be!"
Whoosh...
In the next second, the bald man felt a gust of wind hit his face. His vision blurred, and Chu Fan was already standing in front of him.
"You..."
The bald man was startled by this sudden scene, instantly realizing Chu Fan was not simple.
As he was about to retreat, his chest suddenly felt like it was pricked by a needle. His entire body became numb and unable to move.
Following that.
Chu Fan suddenly raised his right hand, his palm striking the bald man's right shoulder.
After doing this, he calmly turned and returned to the entrance of the noodle shop.
The numbness on his body gradually dissipated.
His right arm felt completely numb, he couldn't move it at all.
The bald man began to panic.
He didn't know what Chu Fan had done, but his right arm felt as if it didn't exist.
"Attack, kill him for me!"
At this moment, the bald man only wanted to resolve Chu Fan as quickly as possible and then go to the hospital to check what was wrong with his right arm.
Little did he know, when the Demon God made a move, there was no chance of recovery.
Even with the most superb medical skills, it would be impossible for his right arm to return to normal.
This was because what the Demon God decided could not be changed by anyone.
All the thugs raised their weapons and roared as they rushed towards Chu Fan.
Ji Ningyue wisely retreated. As she passed the tense and stunned Zhao Hongbo, she pulled him into the noodle shop to prevent him from being caught in the crossfire.
Trained bodyguards, half-step Grandmasters, and others would all fall before Chu Fan.
These mere thugs, who only knew how to put on a show and bully others, were no different from weeds.
Zhao Hongbo, who was initially full of worry, finally relaxed when he saw Chu Fan gracefully moving among the thugs as if he were on roller skates, taking them down one by one.
Seeing his subordinates fall like tofu before Chu Fan, the bald man's fear grew rapidly. Without hesitation, he turned and fled.
Chu Fan had naturally noticed his departure, but he didn't pay it any mind.
The monk may run, but the temple remains.
This matter would not be settled just like that.
However, there was a more important matter to attend to.
When Chu Fan returned to Zhao Hongbo, his gaze was as if he were looking at a monster.
Having lived for decades, he had never seen anyone so powerful.
Fighting more than ten people alone, without a hint of breathlessness, and without sustaining any injury.
At this moment, Zhao Hongbo finally understood why Chu Fan hadn't been in a hurry earlier.
After taking several deep breaths, he finally regained his composure. Thinking of the powerful forces behind the bald man, he nervously said, "Young man, ask whatever you need to ask quickly, and then leave as soon as possible!"
"Behind these people, there is an even larger force."
"Although your strength is great, you are ultimately alone. Two fists are no match for four hands, you must have heard this saying!"
He himself did not take these rabble seriously.
However, as the elder was kindly advising him, Chu Fan naturally would not speak boastfully. He nodded sincerely.
"Elder, thank you for your kind reminder. I will leave after I find out what I need to know!"
Zhao Hongbo nodded, "What were you looking for me for?"
"You are from the same village as my mother, and you are older than her. I investigated and found out that my mother and my aunt are not biological sisters. I want to ask if you know anything about this matter?"
"Let me think carefully!"
Five minutes later, Zhao Hongbo said, "Your guess is probably correct."
"If I remember correctly, your mother's parents are Qin Haicheng and Zhao Yalan."
"Yes!"
Chu Fan nodded.
Zhao Hongbo continued, "I remember when Little Qin and Yalan got married, Yalan showed no signs of pregnancy."
"Not long after they got married, your mother appeared at their house, and she wasn't newborn, appearing to be about three to four months old."
"This matter caused quite a bit of gossip in the village at the time. Some said that Little Qin and Zhao Yalan had already had the child before the wedding. Others said your mother was adopted, and some even said your mother was the child of Yalan and another man, and they got married to give your mother an identity."
"But no matter what the village said, Little Qin and Yalan seemed not to hear it. They just devoted themselves to raising the two children."
"Oh, speaking of this, there was a strange phenomenon!"
This statement instantly gripped Chu Fan's heart, and his gaze was fixed on Zhao Hongbo.
"At that time, like me, Little Qin and Yalan made a living by farming in the village."
"Our incomes were actually about the same, but your mother's family's life was the best in the village."
"Money seemed to appear out of thin air, and they never worried about their livelihood."
Upon hearing this, Chu Fan and Ji Ningyue exchanged glances subconsciously.
Their thoughts were not far apart.
Through this information, Chu Fan was 100% certain that his mother's appearance at Qin Haicheng's house was not accidental, but someone had sent his mother to Qin Haicheng's family for foster care.
The people behind this were, without a doubt, hidden families.
To prevent his mother from suffering, they must have provided a certain amount of financial support each month.
Recalling the past, Zhao Hongbo suddenly sighed heavily, lamenting, "If that natural disaster hadn't happened back then, I should still be living a leisurely retirement in the village!"
Human strength has its limits.
Chu Fan comforted him, "Elder, it's all in the past, don't think too much about it. Live in the present and look forward, right?"
Zhao Hongbo smiled and nodded, scanning the things in the shop with a look of reluctance.
Having provoked the local evil forces, the noodle shop was destined to not be able to continue operating.
Thinking that if they lingered, Chu Fan and Ji Ningyue would likely not be able to leave, Zhao Hongbo couldn't help but urge, "You two should leave quickly, I need to pack up and close the shop too!"
"I won't have the chance to see your aunt and mother anymore."
"Give them my regards!"
Chu Fan nodded and said, "Elder, you can keep the noodle shop open!"
"From now on, no one will dare to bother you!"
Under Zhao Hongbo's puzzled gaze, Chu Fan, with Ji Ningyue, set off to leave.
Although the truth was already in his heart, and Zhao Hongbo only served to confirm it, a drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring.
He and his aunt were fellow villagers. Just for this reason, Chu Fan would eliminate all crises before leaving.
Outside, Chu Fan walked directly towards an alley a hundred meters away.
In the alley, two of the thugs who were not seriously injured earlier were keeping watch.
Seeing Chu Fan walk directly towards them, the two thugs realized they had been discovered and instinctively wanted to run.
However, after running only more than ten meters, Chu Fan suddenly appeared in front of them.
"You, you..."
The two thugs were so scared that they fell to the ground on the spot.
"Take me to see your boss!"