Chapter 1083: Chapter 1072: Giving You Time to Call for Reinforcements
Inside the Supreme 888 private room.
Ke Zhennan’s expression was fierce, his intimidating appearance truly enough to quiet a crying child at night.
Cao Qianqian stood at his side, trembling continuously, biting her lower lip tightly to stifle her scream.
Zhao Xue’er looked at Ning Fan, a trace of worry and self-blame flashing in her eyes.
She simply couldn’t bear Ke Zhennan’s tyrannical way of doing things; plus, Cao Qianqian was her classmate, so she spoke out in support without thinking too much.
Yet, when those thugs in front of her pulled out crossbows, Zhao Xue’er felt a blankness sweep over her mind.
Huaxia is a country where arrows are banned; in the eyes of ordinary citizens, these lethal weapons exist only in war movies and dramas—never had she imagined seeing the real thing one day.
“Brother Ning Fan, you should leave quickly.”
Zhao Xue’er spoke with a sob in her voice.
The others in the room had also changed their expressions compared to before.
Wang Chao, who was initially indignant and felt humiliated, now looked pale, moving quietly to stay out of Ke Zhennan’s line of sight.
As for Luo Hui, Liu Qing, and the others, if they weren’t sitting on the sofa, they would probably have already collapsed to the floor.
“Leave? Where to?”
Ke Zhennan grinned, his eyes gleaming coldly as he pointed at Zhao Xue’er, saying, “The one who should leave is you, and that’s into my arms, haha.”
“Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?”
Ke Zhennan ignored Ning Fan, still harassing Zhao Xue’er, causing Ning Fan’s brows to furrow instantly, his finger hooked on the trigger, his eyes chilling.
“Haha, just you?”
Ke Zhennan glanced dismissively at Ning Fan, laughed, and said, “Kid, don’t think just because you grabbed a crossbow you can make me surrender. If you’re capable, go ahead and shoot; I, Ke Zhennan, have roamed Jianghu for over a decade and haven’t been scared by a little fright!”
“Ning Fan… perhaps you should just apologize to this big brother, don’t make things worse.”
Luo Hui saw Ning Fan’s stern face, fearing he might impulsively fire the crossbow and cause trouble for himself, so he hurriedly advised, “This has nothing to do with you, why are you interfering here? Who do you think you are?”
“He’s right. You’ve got nothing, we’re not like you. Don’t drag us into your mess out of anger, okay?”
Upon hearing Luo Hui’s words, Liu Qing added, shrinking back in support.
Looking at those behind him, who almost seemed ready to kneel before the opposing Ke Zhennan, Ning Fan shook his head lightly, sighed, and lowered the crossbow aimed at Ke Zhennan’s head.
“Opportunity!”
Ke Zhennan’s eyes flashed sharply; at the moment Ning Fan lowered the crossbow, he rushed forward with arms wide open like a lion pouncing on its prey!
Ke Zhennan’s men were hesitant, afraid of inadvertently hurting their boss, so they put away their crossbows and charged forward, fists waving.
“Kid, daring to point a crossbow at me, today I’ll show you the consequences!”
Ke Zhennan sneered as he lunged at Ning Fan, but in the next second, he couldn’t laugh anymore!
“Hiss…”
Everyone behind Ning Fan gasped in unison.
In their minds, a defenseless Ning Fan would surely be punished by these gang leaders; but just as Ke Zhennan lunged at him, Ning Fan suddenly moved!
As swift as a fleeing rabbit, as quick as a flash of lightning!
Ning Fan coldly smiled, his body shifted slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Ke Zhennan.
One kick!
Ke Zhennan felt an intense pain in his waist, and before he had time to react, a piercing pain struck his knee, forcing him to kneel on the marble floor of the room involuntarily.
After subduing Ke Zhennan with two moves, Ning Fan showed no signs of holding back; his True Qi moved quietly within him, and his basic martial arts skills, like a mountain-splitting axe, knocked down all of Ke Zhennan’s men.
Ribs broke, arms twisted, and heads bled!
In just a few seconds, Wang Chao and the others only saw a blur before their eyes; the entire room was left with only Ning Fan standing.
The sound of groans continually echoed, and before Ke Zhennan could get up, Ning Fan raised his left leg and directly pressed it against Ke Zhennan’s shoulder, completely stifling his attempt to stand.
“When I tell you to kneel, you kneel obediently. Understand the rules?”
Ning Fan kicked Ke Zhennan in the face. Watching blood flow profusely down the right side of his face, Ning Fan smiled and said.
“Kid…which organization are you from? State your name!”
Ke Zhennan struggled to support himself on the floor, his head held high, fighting against the immense pressure exerted by Ning Fan’s leg, gritting his teeth as he asked.
“I am not part of any organization. What, thinking of taking revenge on me?”
Ning Fan chuckled lightly, speaking leisurely.
A hint of frost flickered in Ke Zhennan’s eyes; he gritted his teeth in silence, but the chill emanating from his eyes revealed the depth of his resentment towards Ning Fan.
Being held at crossbow point, being forced to kneel down!
Since dropping out of middle school and roaming the streets, Ke Zhennan had never suffered such treatment.
“Kid, you’ll die miserably; if you’ve got the guts, kill us all; otherwise…you won’t see tomorrow’s sun, and all your classmates will pay for your actions!”
Ke Zhennan’s eyes shone like those of a beast, hating fiercely as he said, “Don’t let me find out where you live.”
“Oh? Planning to take revenge on me?”
Ning Fan lowered his leg, grabbed Ke Zhennan by the hair, took out a phone from his pocket, tossed it in front of him, and said with a smile, “No need to trouble yourself with revenge; I’ll give you a chance, call as many people as you can.”
Looking at the phone smashed to the ground, Ke Zhennan frowned slightly, suspecting a trick, not daring to reach for it.
Seeing his hesitation, Ning Fan laughed mockingly and said, “Is this the courage of a Jianghu boss, afraid to call for help when asked?”
“Ning Fan…are you crazy?”
Wang Chao couldn’t hold it any longer, softly warning, “I don’t care where you learned your skills. If you seek death, I won’t stop you, but don’t drag us down with you!”
“Everyone, let’s go, leave it to Ning Fan. Xue’er, come with us.”
Seeing Ning Fan defeat Ke Zhennan and his men, then giving him the phone to call for help, Liu Qing’s momentary sense of relief instantly shattered.
We must leave immediately, or certainly we’ll be dragged down by this lunatic Ning Fan!
As everyone murmured among themselves, Ke Zhennan, still kneeling, had put down the phone, looking at the noisy crowd without a word, just clenching his fists tightly by his side.