Super War God in the City

"If you don’t want to die, break your own hand!" Just as the situation became extremely intense, an icy voice echoed throughout the hall.

The hall instantly fell silent; even the three women who were attacking stopped their movements.

Onlookers turned their heads to look over, only to see a handsome young man walking in with a frosty expression, his eyes indifferently fixed on the trio that had caught Yun Fei.

"Is this... the man Yun Fei seduced?" someone wondered aloud, voicing their thoughts.

"He looks pretty young, nothing special, huh? Is this the type President Yun likes?" another person felt dissatisfied, thinking their own prospects weren’t bad, wondering why they hadn’t encountered such a good opportunity.

Hong Dewei’s gaze sharpened as he sized up the young man who had just entered.

"Could it be that Yun Fei rejected me because her heart already belongs to someone else, and it’s this bumpkin?" A ridiculous idea suddenly popped into Hong Dewei’s mind.

Ling Fan’s expression grew extremely ugly as he looked at the disheveled Yun Fei on the ground. He had just entered and encountered this unimaginable scene. If he hadn’t happened to come over today, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

As Ling Fan approached, the crowd parted automatically. When he saw the three women clearly, his expression became even more grim. Weren’t they the same three who had just got out of the Maserati?

So they came for Yun Fei, and that fat lady, startled by Ling Fan’s scolding for a few seconds, was also quick to react.

She pointed at Ling Fan and scolded, "You adulterer and whore, you still have the face to come here? Are you here to extricate your little lover?

I, the old lady, spend money to keep you, this pretty little face, and you turn around and flirt with another woman. Wait until I’ve dealt with this vixen, then I’ll see how I’ll cook your goose!"

This woman was also skilled, showing great composure on the spot without any signs of panic.

Hong Dewei watched from the side, almost laughing out loud. This was truly a talent!

The onlooking crowd instantly showed realization in their faces, looking at Ling Fan with disdain and contempt.

"Does President Yun have a problem in her head to fancy such trash?"

"Damn, just as I expected, President Yun’s fresh flower really fell into cow dung!" one person lamented with heartfelt pain.

When Ling Fan heard the fat lady’s shameless words, his forehead instantly darkened, especially when he saw her dirty hand reaching out for Yun Fei again, he exploded with rage.

He flashed and instantly appeared in front of the three women.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three screams followed, and the space around Yun Fei was abruptly cleared.

Ling Fan bent down to embrace Yun Fei, noting her disheveled hair and the scratch marks on her face. Her legs were scratched too, her clothing shredded, leaving only a layer of her bra.

Her skirt was also torn, and her white panties were nearly exposed. If he had arrived just one minute later, the unimaginable consequences, the humiliation for a woman like Yun Fei, who thought so highly of herself, would have been a wound difficult to heal.

As she fell into Ling Fan’s arms, tears silently streamed down Yun Fei’s face. For the first time, she realized how comforting and reassuring it was to have a shoulder to rely on.

"Don’t be afraid, I’ve got this," Ling Fan comforted Yun Fei in his embrace.

"Can you stand on your own?"

Yun Fei nodded, "I can! Ling Fan, thank you!" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Ling Fan gently put her down, then turned to face the executioners from before.

"Step! Step! Step!"

Ling Fan stepped steadily toward the fat lady who had been kicked away, "Repeat what you just said!"

"You little bastard, how dare you lay a hand on me..."

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

The fat lady screamed in agony as Ling Fan mercilessly broke her arm.

He then moved on to the second woman, "Come on, you say it!"

She was just someone the fat lady had called upon for help, unaware of the full story. Besides, what’s there to talk about when a wife catches a mistress?

"I... I don’t know..."

"Crack!"

Ling Fan made a swift move and then quickly approached the third woman.

The last woman saw what had happened to the first two and immediately knelt down, "It’s not my fault, I don’t know anything..."

With another ’snap’, Ling Fan turned back to the fat woman.

"It seems you’re the only one who knows! I don’t have time for your bullshit," Ling Fan said indifferently.

The fat woman trembled all over, stealing a glance at the woman beside Hong Dewei. She was very afraid of the madman before her eyes, but the person who had instructed her from behind was even more untouchable.

"Kid, this is Hong Corporation, not a place for you to run wild. It’s an in-house matter of the Hong Family, do you dare to interfere? Where is the security, are they all dead?" another young man beside Hong Dewei stepped forward.

The crowd in the hall was silent as death, struck by Ling Fan’s thunderous methods, leaving even Hong Dewei speechless for a moment.

Soon after, a dozen security guards rushed into the hall, eyeing Ling Fan with a fierce look.

Ling Fan slowly turned around, his figure springing into action.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the man who had spoken earlier was sent flying with a slap from Ling Fan, rolling away and passing out in the distance.

"Shut up!"

The few security guards who were about to rush forward suddenly froze. They were just ordinary people, and weighing the situation, none dared to step forward to their demise.

"This is your last chance, my patience is limited!" Ling Fan said. He took out a gun, loaded the bullets, and fired two shots at the fat woman’s thigh, then pressed the gun against her forehead.

The onlookers were all scared stiff, feeling their hearts twitch. No wonder President Yun would cheat with this guy; he really was a tough character! The one who was slapped away just now was one of Young Master Hong’s people. Was this young man not afraid of death? Daring to provoke Young Master Hong?

The fat woman’s psychological defenses completely broke down, pointing at the woman beside Hong Dewei, "It was her, it was all her, she made me do it. Let me go, I won’t dare anymore..."

Ling Fan put away the gun and turned to look at Hong Dewei and the woman beside him.

Being stared at by Ling Fan’s icy gaze, the woman felt her scalp tingle and her body turn cold, "Hong... Young Master Hong..."

"What’s going on?" All the onlookers were baffled.

"Was this all deliberately arranged? And even instigated by Young Master Hong?" Everyone’s minds struggled to comprehend, unsure of what farce was unfolding.

However, all of them understood one thing, Yun Fei must have crossed Young Master Hong, and Young Master Hong was not someone to be trifled with.

Could this domineering young man really dare to do something to Young Master Hong for a woman?

Hong Dewei watched the scene unfold before him, confirming the thoughts in his mind. This young man had a deep connection with Yun Fei, that must be why she refused to interact with any other men!

That ignited a volcanic fury inside him, surging with boundless jealousy. As a member of the Zhongnan Hong Family, was he inferior to this so-called loser in front of him?

He could tell at a glance that the clothes on Ling Fan’s body totaled less than a thousand yuan, while a single button on his own clothing could outfit the other man in ten sets of clothes.

He was eager to see what this young man was capable of, daring to be so bold in his presence.

"Kid, you’re meddling too much. You dare to meddle in my affairs, too? Have the guts to state your name!" Hong Dewei stared intently at Ling Fan.

"Heh, my name is not something for an ant like you to know! Was it you who instigated things against Yun Fei?" Ling Fan spoke calmly.

Hong Dewei’s face turned sour, as he was used to viewing others as ants. Today, the tables had turned!

"Young Master Hong, I heard Yun Fei call him Ling Fan just now?" the woman beside Hong Dewei whispered to him.

"Ling Fan?"

Hong Dewei frowned and pondered, considering if there was anyone with the surname Ling in the Secular World whom he couldn’t afford to offend. Suddenly, a spark of realization flashed through his mind.

Recently, in the upper circles, there indeed was a name, Ling Fan, that had become the talk of the town, due to the recent misfortunes that befell the Li and Feng families.

"Are you... the son-in-law who married into the Xiao Family, Ling Fan?" Hong Dewei asked with suspicion in his eyes.

Ling Fan’s brow raised, his reputation had grown so large?

"You actually know me?" Ling Fan was curious.

Upon hearing this, Hong Dewei’s eyes widened, and then he burst into laughter, "Holy shit, I almost died of fright. So it turns out to be the waste son-in-law from the Xiao Family. Motherfucker, kneel down and apologize to me, or I will kill your dumb ass!"