1924: C1924 You Are the True Helmsman

C1924 You Are the True Helmsman

The people he brought out this time were all elites, not thugs who only knew how to use the kung fu skills of a three-legged cat. Every single one of them was a martial artist, and they could rely on their own strength to fight three of them.2

Now that his five subordinates had surrounded him, their combined might was equivalent to the strength of fifteen ordinary adults. Under such circumstances, no matter how strong Lin Fann was, in the end, wouldn't he die from random punches?

Ah … Ah …

The miserable screams also confirmed the middle-aged man's guess. He couldn't go anywhere in this encirclement of five martial artists. The only thing he could do was to resist, and no matter what he did, it wouldn't help.

"Young Master, our target this time is the ancient tomb, don't waste too much time on such trivial things."

Seeing Zhou Qihua's panicked expression, the middle-aged man took out a pill and handed it over: "Hurry up and take some medicine, your body will feel a lot better this way."

Zhou Qihua, who originally had a stomach full of unhappiness, instantly became excited when he smelled the fragrance emitted by the pill. He quickly took the pill and put it in his mouth. After swallowing it, his entire body was full of energy.

A sense of happiness came from within his body, Zhou Qihua noticed that his vision began to blur. He found himself in a ballroom, surrounded by people singing on the dance stage.

Ah … Evening Fragrance...

"Young master, let's sit to one side and feel the extraordinary world while watching your opponent submit."

After helping Zhou Qihua to sit down on the sofa, the middle-aged man said in a funny tone, "This time I heard about the Night Fragrance. It's not bad. It's a good fit for the atmosphere."

"Using drug control to gain the power you want, no wonder you are willing to be their housekeeper." Lin Fann's voice sounded.

The middle-aged man, who was immersed in his own world, suddenly trembled in realization. The first thing he had to do was to quickly look at the stage.

He saw Lin Fann, who wasn't kneeling and begging for mercy, but his subordinate, who was lying on the ground like a dead fish. Everyone was slapped differently. His eyes, nose, face and ears were all targeted at five people.

"Damn it, you're a fighter!"

How could he not understand? The middle-aged man shouted: "To be able to fight against five of them and even fight so professionally, no matter what, you must have the strength of Middle Period of Dark Strength. But it's impossible with your age."

"Even more than that, your methods just now made me feel disgusted."

Lin Fann curled his lips: "If I'm not wrong, the one who is actually in charge of Zhou Family is you, Mr. Butler."

The middle-aged man's voice suddenly stopped, and the pretense on his face disappeared. Ye Zichen calmed down as if he was provoked and looked at Lin Fann gloomily.

"No wonder you were able to take down five of my subordinates. So it turns out that you really do have the strength to do so."

With his mouth slightly open, the middle-aged man loosened his bones and immediately burst out in a series of crackling sounds: "It's a pity that such a good martial artist like you fell into my hands with such a bright future ahead of you."

"Oh? "Looks like I guessed right, you really used medicine to control the core members."

Feeling the middle-aged man's aura soaring, Lin Fann felt that things were getting more and more interesting. Initially, he had only wanted to blindly say a few words, but he didn't expect that he would accurately point out the other party's true identity.

"Brat, you're dead today."

The middle-aged man was furious. He dashed forward and chopped at Lin Fann's head. this punch was definitely a headshot!! This was true Middle Period of Dark Strength strength!

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