Chapter 123: The Frenzied Chen Wei

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"Today's trained fighters are nothing but thugs kept by the rich and powerful. I'm guessing Bai Jiahao is the one pulling the strings behind your back, including the exposure incident half a month ago. He was the one who devised the plan for you, wasn't he?"

This round of interrogation pushed Chen Wei to the brink of a breakdown once again. He hadn't expected Lin Fan to become so sharp, yet he remained defiant.

"You... Hmph! So what if you've figured it out? You're going to die today anyway! Attack!"

As his words fell, the dozen or so fighters raised their machetes and surged forward. Lin Fan dared not take them lightly. Before entering the building, he had already redeemed the Golden Armor Item Card. However, facing a siege from so many, he wasn't entirely confident. He needed to find a way to break their formation and take them down one by one. He quickly lured the group of fighters to the open ground outside the main building.

For the next ten minutes or so, Lin Fan dodged and weaved as much as possible, keeping his distance while striking down the thugs who charged at him. Previously, after completing Revenge Mission 3.0, he had been rewarded with five attribute points, which he had invested in his Talent. With his Talent enhanced, his combat intelligence in actual battles had improved significantly. He knew how to maximize his strengths and minimize his weaknesses, and how to use softness to overcome hardness. In short, he was becoming more and more experienced.

Chen Wei had originally been waiting for Lin Fan to be tortured to death, but when he stepped out of the building and saw Lin Fan crippling the fighters one after another, fear began to gnaw at his heart.

"Is this guy made of bronze and iron? How can machetes not even scratch him? Did he take some miracle elixir and mutate?"

Seeing Lin Fan's clothes slashed by the blades without a single wound appearing on his skin, Chen Wei was utterly astounded. Watching Lin Fan about to take down the last two men, Chen Wei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and, without a second word, turned and sprinted away in another direction. He needed to leave this godforsaken place immediately! Lin Fan had now surpassed his comprehension.

"Trying to run? Do you think you can get away?"

Sensing Chen Wei's attempt to flee, Lin Fan had no intention of giving him the chance. Ignoring the last two men, he dashed swiftly toward Chen Wei. In no time, Lin Fan caught up and stood right in front of him.

"You! Stay back, or I'll shoot!"

The moment he saw Lin Fan, Chen Wei was so terrified he nearly wet himself. He abruptly pulled a handgun from behind his back and aimed it at Lin Fan's face.

"Illegal possession of a firearm, too? I'd say you've lived long enough." Lin Fan's expression darkened, a flash of killing intent crossing his eyes.

"Hmph! So what if your martial arts are unmatched? This is a gun, not a steel blade. One pull of the trigger, and you're done for today," Chen Wei cursed through gritted teeth. As the saying goes, desperation breeds courage. Since Lin Fan refused to let him go, he wouldn't mind sending Lin Fan to the King of Hell.

Moreover, once the deed was done, he could infiltrate Bai Jiahao's circle and continue to live a life of luxury, evading the law as always.

"This gun wouldn't happen to be from Bai Jiahao as well, would it?" Lin Fan deliberately threw out a trap question, trying to lure Chen Wei into it.

However, Chen Wei realized this, or perhaps he had been repeatedly warned by Bai Jiahao, and he didn't slip up. "None of your damn business! You brought this on yourself, so don't blame me!"

"I can see right through you, so stop pretending. Do you really think I'm kept in the dark?" Lin Fan sneered.

But the next second, he saw Chen Wei narrow his eyes and clench his jaw, seemingly ready to pull the trigger. In an instant, the hair on Lin Fan's arms stood on end. Perhaps because he had invested his attribute points into Talent, he could now sense the aura of danger.

Bang!

The moment the gunshot rang out, Lin Fan sharply twisted his head, actually dodging the bullet. Although the Golden Armor Item could block bullets, its description didn't specify what kind of bullets it could withstand, and Lin Fan didn't dare to gamble. It might stop a handgun, but what about a sniper rifle?

After firing the first shot and seeing Lin Fan completely unharmed, Chen Wei was already seeing red. He proceeded to empty the entire magazine.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Seven consecutive shots fired. After the bullets were spent, Chen Wei swiftly scanned his surroundings but found no trace of Lin Fan. Had Lin Fan been hit and fallen? Thinking this, Chen Wei slowly stepped forward, cautiously surveying the area. Since it was an unfinished building, the wasteland in front of the main structure was overgrown with weeds. Just as Chen Wei stepped onto the grass, a dark shadow suddenly lunged at him from behind.

Before Chen Wei could even turn his head, the shadow kicked him to the ground and pinned him down.

"You... How is this possible? I saw you get hit by the third shot! How is this possible!"

Realizing the shadow was Lin Fan, Chen Wei was so frightened he looked as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes nearly popped out of his skull as he stared at Lin Fan in sheer terror.

"You're just too ignorant!" Lin Fan scoffed. There were things like Hard Qigong and ancient martial arts in this world, and he really had no need to explain them to Chen Wei. "Clearly, your marksmanship is terrible. Not only is there something wrong with your eyes, but your brain is flawed too."

With that, Lin Fan steeled his heart and forcefully snapped Chen Wei's right arm.

A miserable wail echoed across the open ground. Chen Wei's face instantly turned deathly pale, and he panted heavily, looking like a slaughtered pig.

"Don't kill me! Lin Fan, you can't kill me! This is a society under the rule of law. If you dare to kill me, you'll get the death penalty too!" Chen Wei roared with all his might, begging Lin Fan to spare his life.

Fortunately, Lin Fan was well aware of this principle and didn't deliver a fatal blow. Crippling one of his arms would make him a useless man from now on, unable to continue his evil deeds.

"You know what? Ever since I became rich, I've come to understand one truth: rules are dictated by power and money. So, even if I really did kill you, what would happen to me?" Lin Fan looked at him with a mocking expression. A crippled man could hardly intimidate him.

Chen Wei didn't dare to make a sound; he was already terrified out of his wits by Lin Fan's terrifying prowess. All he could think about now was how Lin Fan had possibly dodged those bullets. He had clearly seen Lin Fan get hit and fall, so how could he be completely fine?

Lin Fan paid no mind to this crazed cripple, for he spotted a bald man emerging from the main building, approaching him rapidly. Even from a distance, Lin Fan could feel a strong aura of threat emanating from him. Lin Fan's full attention was drawn to the man, and he took the initiative to walk toward him.

The man's aura was entirely different from those fighters. His lean frame exuded an incredibly fierce and righteous momentum, making him feel as immovable as a boulder. His chiseled face looked exceptionally sinister, especially those sharp and terrifying eyes, which seemed as if they could devour him alive. Lin Fan's heart involuntarily gave a violent thump. This was the first time in his life he had felt such dread and lingering fear.

This extremely rare aura reminded him of a certain type of person. An external martial arts master who practiced ancient martial arts! And most likely, an external master who specialized in Hard Qigong. Previously, when he was conversing with Wang Silai's bodyguard, he had heard that external masters primarily cultivated Hard Qigong. Because Hard Qigong, much like the Golden Armor Item Card, could render one impervious to blades and bullets when cultivated to the extreme, many super-rich individuals on the wealth rankings kept one or two bald bodyguards by their side. These men existed solely to serve as human shields for their employers.