Chapter 0499

A black streak cut across the road, accompanied by the screech of tires. Wang Bao executed an extremely tight drift to turn the car around, making Lin Ran feel like they were on the verge of flipping over.

Fortunately, they righted themselves in the end.

Just as Wang Bao was about to charge through the blockade of vehicles, he froze.

Aren't there... a bit too many cars?

Row upon row of them, a dark mass completely blocking the road.

Wang Bao wore a look of utter misery. "Young Master Lin, if only... if only this car could fly, huh?"

Lin Ran shook his head helplessly. "You think I don't know that?"

Little Tong frowned and asked, "What do we do now? Get out?"

By now, Lin Ran's security detail had been left god-knows-where. It wasn't that the bodyguards were incompetent, but the other side simply had too many people.

Lin Ran looked out at the dark sea of people outside the window.

"Only an idiot would get out now."

Quickly scanning their surroundings, Lin Ran pointed at a tightly locked black iron gate nearby.

"Ram through there and find a good defensive position. Otherwise, we'll be attacked from both front and rear."

Wang Bao also saw the factory gate. He shifted gears and rammed it.

BANG! The gate burst open. Once inside, they were dumbfounded. It was actually an abandoned sand yard.

Inside, aside from a few rusted loaders, there was only a single, rust-streaked small prefab building.

Only an idiot would go in there.

Looking at the empty lot, Wang Bao's face was full of worry. "Doesn't seem to be a good position here either."

A swarming crowd appeared at the entrance. Little Tong narrowed his eyes.

"With this many people on their side, this is no longer a simple case of gathering to cause trouble. They came prepared."

Lin Ran smacked him lightly on the head. "Of course it's not just causing trouble. This counts as a terrorist attack. Who knows what the authorities are even doing?"

"I can take on ten," Little Tong said, starting to calculate based on the number of opponents.

Hearing this, Wang Bao also started claiming his share. "Then I can take twenty."

Little Tong was taken aback. "Brother Wang, what makes you so confident? Our skills are about even, half a pound to eight ounces."

"Because I'm the team leader. If a team member like you can take ten, it's only reasonable I double that."

Lin Ran was just about to call them childish when he heard Abu start counting off numbers too.

"Well, I'm teacher to both of you. I'll take sixty."

Exactly double the combined number of Wang Bao and Little Tong.

Lin Ran had a black line running down his face. Lowering his head meekly, he said, "Then... by that logic, I'm your boss, so I take... one hundred twenty?"

Abu nodded. "I estimate there are only about one hundred fifty of them. It's a bit short to go around. Young Master Lin, you only need to handle sixty."

Good grief, someone dared to say it, and someone dared to believe it.

"I... for god's sake..."

Lin Ran truly experienced what speechlessness felt like.

Abu revealed a confident smile and pulled a case from the back seat.

"Don't worry, Young Master Lin. With this, dealing with seventy or eighty people isn't a problem."

He opened the case, revealing a submachine gun lying inside.

Abu quickly began assembling it. Lin Ran watched, clicking his tongue in astonishment.

Little Tong and Wang Bao also pulled pistols from their jackets. Lin Ran looked at them, utterly bewildered.

"So when you said 'take on' people, you meant shooting them?"

Wang Bao replied, "What else? With our fists? The other side looks professional too. At most, each of us could handle four or five of them, that's the limit. Even if the young lady were here, she couldn't win. We have to rely on guns."

Alright then.

Lin Ran also remembered he had a pistol and pulled it out from under the seat.

"Abu, you better use that submachine gun. I'd just waste bullets."

Abu didn't stand on ceremony. Picking up the assembled submachine gun, he gave a brief explanation.

"Alright. No need to worry, Young Master Lin. This submachine gun has low recoil and a wide effective range. Even a dog could use it."

Lin Ran: "..."

He felt insulted, but had no proof.

The group chatted and joked in the car, but they all understood in their hearts: today was going to be a tough fight.

"Young Master Lin, come with me. My Yu family's place may not be as comfortable as Dongtian Manor, but we won't let you suffer."

A firm, powerful, and confident voice suddenly rang out from outside.

The car doors opened, several gun barrels pointed outward. Everyone's eyes widened.

No one doubted the guns in Lin Ran's group were fake. They just hadn't expected Lin Ran to be so brazen.

Lin Ran narrowed his eyes, looking at the calm-faced middle-aged man outside the car door.

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Abu answered, "Yu Taiduo, the Yu family's crown prince. Also, Yu Chengqun's father."

Lin Ran understood and nodded. "Oh, so it's Yu Taiduo. The one whose wife is always cuckolding him, that Yu Taiduo."

Yesterday, from the mouths of those three women, Lin Ran had learned that Yu Taiduo's wife, Chang Lüfù, was a veritable queen of the seas when it came to men.

And this woman specifically targeted scions of major families, sparing none from the eighty-year-olds down to the underaged.

Within the Yu family alone, she had pretty much played her way through everyone.

Why hadn't it come to light before?

Because people from major families care about face. They wouldn't go around boasting; they'd just stand in front of Yu Taiduo, looking down their noses at him.

Yu Taiduo's face darkened, but he quickly regained his composure.

"So Young Master Lin is someone who likes to spread salacious rumors."

Lin Ran sneered disdainfully. Your wife is a sex addict. You can't satisfy her, fine. But you get cuckolded and still won't admit it?

If you knew the patriarchs of all three major families have had affairs with this woman, could you keep up this act?

The most explosive part is she's even been with the head of your Yu family.

That's right, your dad.

Thinking of this, Lin Ran felt a faint anticipation for Yu Taiduo's reaction when he found out.

How did Lin Ran know all this? Naturally, from Chang Lüfù's close friends.

"What's the matter? Didn't you get the message I had someone send you? Instead of thanking me, you have people block me? You really are an ungrateful little green man."

Yu Taiduo was stunned for a moment, then his face turned terrifyingly dark.

"Young Master Lin, I advise you to be sensible. Come with me. I won't make things too difficult for you."

Lin Ran gave a scornful laugh. "Getting angry? Calm down. If you drop dead from rage, on this day next year I'll have to have a few green hats made to burn for you, so you don't miss out on the news from the world of the living."

Yu Taiduo had long heard that Lin Ran's mouth was like it was dipped in poison. Today, he was getting a taste of it.

"I've already said, Young Master Lin, come with me. My Yu family won't let you suffer."

Lin Ran was amused by Yu Taiduo's words. "Just the same line over and over. Did you fail Chinese language class as a kid? No new vocabulary?"

"'Won't make things too difficult for me'? Do you even believe your own words? So, what's the plan now? Do we start fighting right away, or do you tuck your tail between your legs and scram?"

Yu Taiduo's patience was wearing thin.

"Young Master Lin, you're a reasonable man. I believe you don't want this matter to escalate too much either. If it really comes to a fight, even with your guns, you might not necessarily win."