Lin Yu's intention was crystal clear.
One strike wasn't enough.
To settle this matter, he needed to land at least three strikes!
Buzzcut Fatty: "!!!"
To be able to send his hulking lackey flying through the air, it was evident just how terrifying Lin Yu's strength was.
Endure three strikes?
Buzzcut Fatty highly doubted whether he could withstand just standing there and letting Lin Yu hit him.
But at this point, there was no better alternative!
If he didn't let Lin Yu vent his anger, the guy would very likely just keep beating them up.
His underlings had already lost their combat ability, leaving him without even a chance to run away.
He was going to get beaten up either way, right?
Under normal circumstances.
Those who resisted might get beaten even worse!
Buzzcut Fatty steeled his resolve, gritted his teeth, and said:
"Fine! Three strikes it is!"
"As long as you can vent your anger, I will stand right here and let you hit me."
"But let's make a deal first. After you hit me, you can't touch my brothers anymore!"
Since he was going to take a beating anyway, he might as well maximize the benefits.
At the very least.
Saying this now would make his underlings think he was a great boss.
In a critical moment.
This wasn't him being a coward!
It was him stepping up to bear the consequences for everyone.
Admittedly.
This tactic really worked on these petty thugs.
One only needed to look at the expressions in the eyes of the other thugs to know they had bought it completely.
Lin Yu saw right through it all.
He couldn't let Buzzcut Fatty succeed in acting tough!
Did he really think he could easily bear it all by himself?
Then let him taste the power of an iron fist!
Lin Yu nodded, following Buzzcut Fatty's train of thought, and said:
"Alright, I promise you!"
"To ensure your personal safety, if you can't endure the three strikes,"
"I'll allow you to pick one of your underlings to take three strikes from me all over again."
"That's fair, right?"
Buzzcut Fatty: "..."
Do you even think that's fair yourself?
What kind of bullshit logic was that? Could negotiations even work like this?
Never mind whether it was fair or not; the rules of the game were entirely in the other party's hands now.
Aside from doing what Lin Yu said, Buzzcut Fatty had no other good options.
Lin Yu was underestimating him a bit!
Wasn't it just three strikes?
He just needed to grit his teeth and endure it. How could he possibly pick someone from his underlings?
Then wouldn't all his posturing just now be a complete waste!
Not only would it fail to earn his underlings' admiration, but it would also instantly draw their hatred.
Being a gang leader was all about loyalty.
If you lost that loyalty, who would still be willing to follow you?
Buzzcut Fatty did not want to lose his authority.
No matter how painful it was going to be in a moment, he absolutely had to endure it!
"Don't worry, man. I won't let my brothers take the fall for me."
"Just come at me alone today. I admit defeat!"
"One man does the deed, one man..."
Bam!
Before Buzzcut Fatty could finish his sentence, a flying kick landed squarely on his stomach.
Buzzcut Fatty could never have imagined, even in his wildest dreams.
Lin Yu had actually held back when dealing with his lackeys earlier.
Now, unleashing a kick with zero restraint, he completely shattered Buzzcut Fatty's self-confidence.
His entire body flew backward like a cannonball, tracing a perfect parabola through the air.
After landing on the ground with a heavy thud, he slid across the floor for a long distance.
"Brother Kuan!"
"Brother Kuan!!"
"..."
The underlings cried out with heart-wrenching screams, completely unable to believe the scene before their eyes.
Especially when they saw their boss lying motionless on the ground, every one of them began to tremble all over.
Terrifying!
Lin Yu's strength could only be described as terrifying!
They had fought so many times, but they had never encountered such a terrifying opponent.
Lei Siren's face looked even worse. He stood frozen in place, not knowing what to say.
He only hoped that this strike had directly knocked Buzzcut Fatty out cold.
If the leader passed out, he definitely wouldn't be implicated.
Otherwise.
If Buzzcut Fatty couldn't hold up in a moment, he might easily spill the beans!
It was only at this moment.
That Lei Siren finally realized that Lin Yu was a character who absolutely could not be provoked.
If he had known this earlier, how could he possibly have gone to his cousin to ask for men?
He could have just avoided him and figured out a way to deal with Xia Yiwei through other means.
"Lei Siren, why do you look so scared?"
"Lin Yu won against them, aren't you happy?"
Xia Yiwei's sudden voice startled Lei Siren.
He quickly snapped back to his senses, waved his hands, and said:
"No, no, how could that be?"
"Of course I'm happy!"
"Lin Yu being so capable just means you won't be in any danger, right?"
"Hehe, it's just that I didn't expect... he would be such a good fighter!"
Xia Yiwei took the opportunity to say:
"Being able to fight is useless. The key is that Lin Yu has a strong background."
Lei Siren: "???"
Damn it!
Besides being able to fight, he was actually someone with a background?
He must have been out of his mind!
Before dealing with Lin Yu, he should have done a proper background check on him.
Checking in advance would at least prevent him from suffering a loss he couldn't speak of.
Even if Lei Siren stayed out of it this time and wasn't found out.
His cousin definitely wouldn't be pleased with him when he got back.
Lei Siren's actions this time had truly cost him dearly on all fronts!
Perhaps.
If he asked a bit more now, there might still be a chance to salvage the situation.
Lei Siren hurriedly asked further:
"Weiwei, about Lin Yu's background... is it convenient to talk about it?"
Xia Yiwei looked at Lei Siren teasingly, suppressing a smile as she said:
"Lei Siren, I thought you were a gentleman."
"Do you think prying into someone else's identity is appropriate?"
Lei Siren's face showed embarrassment, feeling utterly ashamed by Xia Yiwei's words.
He could only force an awkward smile:
"Hehe, you're right, you're right."
"Look at me, Weiwei. As soon as I see a spectacle, I lose my sense of propriety."
"I shouldn't have pried into Lin..."
Lin Yu: "Get over here! There are still two strikes left!"
A sudden loud shout completely interrupted Lei Siren's train of thought.
Lin Yu's crazy actions were only just beginning!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
