217: C217 Drill

C217 Drill

Silence reigned as everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

One after another, kowtowing sounds rang out, but it wasn't Lin Fann as they thought. It was Muscular Man, Brother Sen.

Blood flowed down from Brother Sen's forehead, while he was smashed to the point that he couldn't find the north.

What happened?

Where was he?

Why did his head hurt so much?

A series of questions like these appeared in Brother Sen's mind. He could only think about it out of instinct.

My God.

Suddenly, someone shouted, and everyone recovered from the shock.

The scene in front of him was very clear. Brother Sen had his head pressed down by Lin Fann and was kneeling down and kowtowing.

"Damn it, let go of Brother Sen."

"Brat, you're courting death. I'll kill you."

"Let's attack together and kill this kid."

Muscular Man, who was left, finally reacted. He pounced towards Lin Fann with an ominous glint in his eyes.

Although he didn't know how Lin Fann did it, it didn't matter anymore.

The most important thing was that they would break Lin Fann's legs and even break his neck.

Whoosh.

Brother Sen gradually regained consciousness as he finally stopped kowtowing. Looking at the broken floor beneath his feet, he finally reacted.

Just now, he was beaten up by Lin Fann?!

[What the hell is going on?

"Brother Sen, now that you have finished kowtowing, it should be your turn to crawl, right?"

Looking at the bag full of Brother Sen in ridicule, Lin Fann pointed to his crotch: "Come, don't be shy, just drill."

He kowtowed to admit his mistake, then went through the crotch of his pants.

Weren't these two steps what he requested of Lin Fann just now?

"Alright, kid, you finally have the guts to go up to the sky."

Brother Sen stood up with the support of his men and sneered: "Originally, I wanted to settle the matter peacefully. I just didn't expect you to be so courting death."

The remaining eight Muscular Man had already surrounded Lin Fann. As long as Brother Sen gave the order, they would immediately attack.

"Brother Sen, to deal with this guy, you have to be ruthless."

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more tense, the red-haired Hedgehog Head chimed in: "If we don't kill this brat today, then we will lose all our face in the Heaven's Court Bar. In the future, anyone will cause trouble in the bar."

"You're right, red hair, this kid must be crippled."

Covering his sore forehead, Brother Sen waved his hand and said, "What are you still standing there for, cripple him."1

Xiao Lan, who was sitting at the bar, saw this scene and immediately exclaimed, "Brother Ming, Mr. Lin, he …?"

Worried like an ant on a hot pan, Xiao Lan's voice was full of worry, "What should we do, what should we do? Let's call the police."

Surrounded by eight burly men. No, to be more accurate, it should be a gang fight. Lin Fann would definitely be injured or even die.

After pressing Xiao Lan's cell phone, Tan Ming shook his head, "Since Young Master Lin said it's nothing, then it'll definitely be alright."

He had personally seen Lin Fann in the Cloudmarket. The sharpness from Lin Fann's actions was enough to show that he wasn't an ordinary person.

Who knows? These eight muscular men were not even worth one punch from Lin Fann.

In fact, it was almost the same as Tan Ming's guess.

Glancing at the eight people that surrounded them, Lin Fann squatted. At the same time, he threw a punch, aiming for the stomachs of all eight people.

"Since you dare to cause trouble in the Heaven's Court Bar, I will make you beg for your own death."

Brother Sen spat on the ground, lit up a cigarette and took a drag. "Redhair, what are you going to do after we settle this?"

"Huh?"

The red-hair stared at the stage in surprise: "Brother Sen, I don't understand what you mean."

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