MTLNOVEL Chapter 269: Who Wants to Kill Me?
"Big brother, why did you hit me?"
Brother Wang covered his face, full of bewilderment.
"If you don't know who Song Luoxing is, don't talk nonsense!"
Fire Wolf gritted his teeth and said.
"Hurry up and kneel down and kowtow to Mr. Lin until he forgives you. Don't stop!"
Saying this, he kicked Brother Wang to the ground.
Brother Wang screamed in pain and suddenly understood one thing.
The boss wouldn't easily lay hands on his brothers unless he had offended someone untouchable, which is why he acted this way.
He held a simple belief that the boss wouldn't harm him, so he immediately knelt down and obediently started kowtowing.
"Mr. Lin, please spare my life, I beg you."
Fire Wolf moved closer to Lin Beichen, his face full of anxiety.
"Mr. Lin, this kid is just a worthless punk, not worth bothering with."
Lin Beichen silently watched him, neither speaking nor responding.
A ground-shaking rumble suddenly occurred.
A shadow loomed over Brother Wang; it was the wooden puppet.
Brother Wang looked up in astonishment at the wooden puppet, only to see it suddenly lift its foot and kick heavily on his knee.
The wooden puppet was a creation of Lin Beichen, refined using the Five Elements Technique.
Although it was made of wood, its body structure was as sturdy as Black Iron Wood.
This type of wood, in terms of hardness alone, could even compare to stone.
Brother Wang's knee was mere flesh, and one kick from the wooden puppet made his knee crunch and turned it into powder.
"Ah!"
Brother Wang clutched his leg with a shriek, his voice almost tearing his throat.
Fire Wolf's face turned pale, and he clenched his fists but dared not utter a word.
"Making mistakes deserves punishment, and punishment requires sincerity."
Lin Beichen said indifferently.
He had killed countless such minor characters.
He applied a slight punishment today simply because he was too lazy to kill.
Since stirring Japan's volcano, Lin Beichen had already understood one thing.
Mortals, in his eyes, were really like ants.
"Unfortunately, I can't wait for Old Master Zhao to come."
After finishing, Lin Beichen headed towards the car.
Wei Zhishuo was slightly stunned upon hearing this.
Old Master Zhao?
This young master wants to see the old master.
"Zhao Weinan, let's go too."
Zhao Baiying looked around cautiously and said.
Finally solving the trouble, she didn't want to stay here any longer.
This place was full of dangers; to say nicely, it was underground, but bluntly, it was almost primitive society.
Dealing with these people, a slight error could cost one's life.
Lin Beichen might have left, but Song Luoxing's business card remained here.
Wei Zhishuo looked at the card and then at the severely injured Brother Wang on the ground, suddenly thinking of someone.
Recently, a madman emerged in the Imperial Capital.
All major families rumored that this person was barely 20 years old but had made it to the list of individuals not to be messed with by any major family.
No one knew the reason for such a grand display, but there were several versions of stories about this person.
With a single call, he could command Song Luoxing, and his bodyguards were exceptional.
The age, connections, and methods all matched.
Could this person be Lin Beichen?
Inside the factory, everyone stared at Lin Beichen with reverence, deadly silent.
Those present dared not speak much, but their thoughts seemed to be flying high.
Some said Lin Beichen was the son of some underground big shot, while others said Lin Beichen was the son of an incredibly noble figure in the Imperial Capital.
Still, others rumored that Lin Beichen came from one of the top families.
Regardless of who, everyone understood one thing.
Brother Wang hit an iron wall tonight; his punishment was purely self-inflicted.
On the way back to the city, Lin Beichen gave a ride to Zhao Weinan and Zhao Baiying.
Both were students of the Imperial Capital Art Academy; tonight's adventure was thrilling but ultimately achieved its goal.
As they neared the city, Zhao Weinan, who had been silent in the back seat, suddenly spoke:
"Tonight's incident was caused by us. I owe you a favor, if you encounter any trouble in the Imperial Capital, you can call me."
Lin Beichen, driving, glanced at her through the rearview mirror.
"There's no one in the Imperial Capital who can be trouble for me."
Lin Beichen said indifferently.
"Alright, alright, you're the most powerful, okay."
Zhao Weinan said irritably, scribbling two phone numbers before leaving.
Watching the two enter the school, Lin Beichen turned the car around and drove out of the Imperial Capital again.
Halfway through, the night enveloped.
Lin Beichen parked the car by a dense forest, looking towards the woods not far away.
"Deep in the night, encountering someone in the mountains proves the Imperial Capital indeed has talented people; even in a random forest, there are hidden experts."
Lin Beichen didn't know who would come to deal with him tonight.
He only knew that as long as he personally left the Imperial Capital, someone would definitely come to see him.
Besides himself, few understood Divine Techniques, but with power and wealth, some could achieve things more impressive than Divine Techniques.
In the darkness, a person gradually walked out of the woods.
"Who are you? Although Second Young Master asked me to kill you, my subordinates don't kill nameless individuals."
The man was middle-aged, of medium height and rough skin, seemingly a laborer, but his arms were thick as thighs and his fingers were like steel rods, reflecting eerie light.
His eyes stayed fixed on the wooden puppet, clearly not regarding Lin Beichen with any importance.
"Who is the Second Young Master?"
Lin Beichen said indifferently.