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The scar-faced man signaled to the side with his eyes.

A thug rushed out, pretending to be anxious, blocking Lin Fan's way.

"Hey, my grandpa fainted over there. Can you help me take a look? I can't move him by myself," the thug said anxiously. I must admit, his acting was pretty skilled.

Lin Fan replied with an "oh," parked the car to the side immediately, and said, "I'll go take a look with you."

So he followed the thug to the back of the flowerbed.

Suddenly, the scar-faced man jumped out with a group of people, surrounding Lin Fan.

Lin Fan frowned, "Who are you guys?"

The thug suddenly pulled out a dagger from behind his waist, chuckling, "Kid, you've been fooled by me!"

The scar-faced man sneered, "You must be Lin Fan, right? You've offended someone you shouldn't have. We're here to beat you up. Don't resist, just take the beating quietly. The more you resist, the harder we'll beat. Got it?"

Lin Fan remained silent.

The scar-faced man chuckled, "Not saying anything means you understood. Remember to take the beating quietly. If you dare to shout, I'll cut your tongue out!"

Lin Fan said, "In this day and age, you dare to make trouble on the street and aren't afraid I'll report you to the police later?"

Hearing this, the scar-faced man and the others burst into laughter, as if they'd heard a big joke.

"Report to the police?" the scar-faced man laughed, "Kid, you know nothing. Prison is like a second home to us. What happens if you report us? We'll just spend a few days in jail, and if you dare report us, we'll come and beat you again, even harder, or just go on the run!"

These desperadoes, daring to attack him, had long reconciled with the idea of prison, and they didn't take getting locked up seriously at all.

There was nothing more that could be done about it.

"I sincerely advise you not to court death. You're not my match," Lin Fan said seriously.

The scar-faced man and others laughed again.

"Kid, who gives you the confidence to say such a thing?"

"Do you know who Brother Scar is? He's our best fighter. When he was young, Brother Scar followed the boss and was unbeatable in the streets and alleys of Yun City!"

"And yet, you dare speak so arrogantly!"

Lin Fan casually replied, acknowledging how formidable Brother Scar was, but wondered if he was more formidable than Muay Thai Li San.

Even Muay Thai Li San, Lin Fan was able to defeat with a single kick.

"Who sent you guys to attack me? How much did they pay you? I'll pay you double if you don't hit me," Lin Fan said.

The scar-faced man laughed, "Kid, are you scared of my Brother Scar? You really don't know anything. Do you think we'd betray our superiors? Keep your money to heal your wounds!"

Lin Fan smiled, "If I pay you, you don't hit me, and just go back and lie that you already beat me up. Wouldn't that work?"

Hearing this, the scar-faced man became angry, "Who do you think you're mocking? You think I do fake acts? And do you know the consequences of deceiving our superiors? You're trying to get us killed! Stop babbling and just let us beat you!"

With that, the scar-faced man cracked his knuckles and approached Lin Fan.

Lin Fan had already been surrounded by this group, with nowhere to retreat. He watched as the scar-faced man came closer, grabbing his collar.

The scar-faced man raised his fist, aiming to punch Lin Fan in the face.

Whoosh!

The scar-faced man's fist swung with force, and if it landed, Lin Fan was sure to end up with a bruised face.

But with a thud, the scar-faced man's fist did not hit Lin Fan; it hit Lin Fan's elbow instead.

"Trying to stop a car with your bare hands!"

That was the thought that flashed across everyone's mind the first time.

Even the scar-faced man didn't regard Lin Fan seriously, a scornful smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

However, in the next second.

"Ah!"

The scar-faced man let out a miserable scream, stumbling back, his hand that collided with Lin Fan's trembling, contorted in pain.

What?

Everyone was stunned.

Logically, it should have been Lin Fan crying out in pain, but why was Lin Fan untouched and the scar-faced man seemed to be in agony?

How could this be possible?

Only Lin Fan knew, after taking the Strengthening Blood Serum Capsules, by harnessing the power inside, he could achieve the effect of having impenetrable skin.

The scar-faced man's punch effectively landed on a piece of iron.

As a result, the skin broke on the scar-faced man's hand, the bones close to fracture, trembling with pain and rendered completely immobile.

It was agony beyond belief for the scar-faced man, who looked at Lin Fan in shock.

"Damn, it hurts so much! Kid, what's with your hand?" the scar-faced man screamed in agony.

Lin Fan smiled, "Do you want to try punching me again?"

The scar-faced man broke into a cold sweat. Punching again would be tantamount to seeking death. He wasn't stupid.

"Brother Scar, what do we do? Should we all attack together?" someone beside him asked.

The scar-faced man's hand was severely injured, likely unavailable for use for ten to eight days. Already scared, seeing Lin Fan's calm demeanor, becoming certain that this guy had been pretending to be the underdog all along!

If he ordered them all to attack, they might not fare well and could even get a group of brothers injured, but leaving like this was unsatisfying. It was hard to swallow this defeat, especially since being thwarted twice made it difficult to report to their superiors!

Just as he was hesitating, sirens suddenly sounded in the vicinity, with police cars approaching!

Clearly, the commotion on their side had attracted the police's attention!

The scar-faced man's face changed, deciding no longer to hesitate, saying in a low voice, "Let's go, quickly!"

Without caring about Lin Fan anymore, they turned and fled, disappearing in an instant.

If Lin Fan wanted to stop the scar-faced man, it wouldn't be difficult, but he couldn't be bothered, because if the police got involved, he would be taken to the police station to make a statement.

Right now, he just wanted to go home for dinner.

As for who sent the scar-faced man to attack him, Lin Fan didn't need to guess. There were only a few people he'd offended recently, and those who knew where he lived and could set an ambush on his way home were likely Ma Jialiang.

He wanted to see what other tricks Ma Jialiang had up his sleeve. Sooner or later, he would teach Ma Jialiang a lesson, one that would be unforgettable for life.

"Lin Fan!"

A voice full of surprise called out.

The police car doors opened, and a pretty female officer stepped out, spotting Lin Fan immediately.

Loli!

Lin Fan was just about to get his car and head home when he saw Loli and paused, "Officer Sis, what a coincidence."

Loli, seeing her idol, hurriedly walked over with joy, "Lin Fan, what are you doing here? Are you okay? What happened just now?"

Lin Fan smiled, "Nothing, just a group of blind thugs who, hearing the sirens, got so scared they fled with tails tucked between their legs."

Loli asked, "You still haven't answered my first question."

That was a bit awkward now.

Lin Fan didn't want to tell Loli that he was married, became a live-in son-in-law, and lived nearby.

In fact, Lin Fan didn't want acquaintances to know he was married because the marriage was just a mission, but he couldn't tell anyone it was a mission, and even if he did, no one would believe him. They would just think it was true.

"I came to deliver a package," Lin Fan chuckled.

"Alright then." Loli sighed, thinking Lin Fan's hobbies were quite unique—being so rich yet still enjoying labor-intensive jobs like delivery, now moving on to courier service.

"By the way, Lin Fan, I was actually looking for you. It's great that I found you. I have progress on the An Jincheng case," Loli said.