245: Chapter 245: Do You Know Chen Tianba?
245: Chapter 245: Do You Know Chen Tianba?
“Ah!!!”
With the bald thug’s piercing scream, the whole scene erupted into chaos as a group of thugs, horrified, watched a small knife descend from above and pierce through the bald man’s palm, pinning it to the table.
“Fuck, don’t you know who we are, damn it, uh, kill your entire family!”
The bald man’s lips trembled, his face pale, the pain in his hand making his entire body uncontrollably shiver.
“Kid, do you know who we are with?!”
“Damn!”
A group of thugs pulled out their knives, their expressions fierce, yet they dared not step forward.
The bloody scene shocked everyone present, Ning Fan standing next to a mother and daughter holding each other tightly, their low sobs still audible.
“Auntie, cover the little sister’s eyes,” Ning Fan casually remarked, his icy voice finally taking on a hint of warmth.
The little girl’s mother was momentarily stunned, looking bewilderedly at Ning Fan, unsure of what to do, but she still instinctively covered her daughter’s eyes to shield her from the somewhat bloody scene beside them.
“Ah!”
The bald man screamed again as Ning Fan pressed his palm emotionlessly against the knife handle, driving the blade wholly into the bald man’s palm.
“Fuck your mother!”
A thug roared, as if stimulated by the scene, charging forward wielding his knife.
With one leading, naturally, the others gathered their courage, and the rest of the thugs also gritted their teeth and rushed forward with bloodshot eyes.
Unfortunately, being the first to act is not always wise, especially in Ning Fan’s presence.
Without even glancing at the man, Ning Fan flicked his hand, and all saw a dark shadow flash by, the first thug’s head tilting as his body slid several meters across the ground.
Watching Ning Fan unleash his prowess, the other thugs regretted their actions too late.
“We’re all human, but how did you become worse than animals!”
Bang!
A man fell, Ning Fan’s foot standing on the thug’s head as he coldly surveyed the surroundings.
Nobody saw his movements clearly, and the first few thugs just “mysteriously” fell to the ground.
The remaining few held their knives, panting heavily, looking at Ning Fan in terror as if they had seen a ghost.
They couldn’t see clearly what Ning Fan did, the overpowering prowess leaving them unsure of what techniques he had used, and now they had definitely bitten off more than they could chew.
“Don’t say I’m as inhumane as you, I’ll give you a chance, see this?
Each of you take your knives and stab here once, and I’ll let you go!”
Ning Fan looked amusedly at the remaining thugs, rubbing the sole of his shoe against the face of the man beneath him, causing a series of pained moans to echo.
The thugs couldn’t help but swallow hard, their hands trembling with the knives as they exchanged looks, finally gazing at the spot Ning Fan was pointing to— the bald man’s palm.
At this moment, the bald man’s blood-still-oozing, entirely crimson palm permeated the air with the scent of blood, spreading a fearful aura that clung to the remaining thugs.
“Fuck him, do it, what are you hesitating for, do it!”
The bald man bellowed, frantically watching his subordinates frozen in place, the stabbing pain slowly draining the color from his face.
Just then, a man walked over, sweating profusely, daring not to meet Ning Fan’s or the bald man’s eyes.
He approached the table and tentatively asked, “Can you really let me go…”
Everyone present widened their eyes, unbelievingly watching the thug, well aware of what this statement implied.
Especially the bald man, who then shouted, “You fucking dare!
I’ll cripple you!”
Hiss!
Ning Fan pulled out the knife embedded in the bald man’s palm, a disdainful smile playing on his face.
“My hand!
My hand!”
Just as the bald man tried to pull his hand back, Ning Fan raised his foot and stepped on his wrist, immobilizing him.
The bald man glared at Ning Fan with venomous eyes, filled with resentment.
“Go on.”
Ning Fan watched the approaching thug with interest.
He had already pinned the bald man’s hand down, waiting to see if the thug would truly stab down.
Onlookers in the distance buzzed with discussion.
At this moment, they were not afraid of the gangsters but of Ning Fan, whose actions provoked public disapproval.
“I’m sorry, I was forced!” the thug said in desperation, his eyes nearly collapsing.
He raised the knife, his hands trembling, and forcefully stabbed downward.
The bald man’s eyes bulged, and he was momentarily speechless, trying to emit a mournful scream from his throat.
“You!”
He couldn’t believe that the thug had actually dared to strike him.
Clap clap clap clap—
Ning Fan clapped his hands, watching this self-destructive scene with cold eyes.
Applying their own methods to deal with them, Ning Fan felt no remorse about his actions.
The thug let go of the knife, and amidst the disbelief of his companions, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
Ning Fan walked over, and the thug screamed in terror, “You promised me, you said you’d let me go, you promised!”
“Of course I’ll let you go…”
Ning Fan smiled, shook his head, and then stomped down.
“Ah!”
With a snap, the thug’s ankle broke, and his leg was effectively ruined by Ning Fan’s stomp.
“But when did I say I wouldn’t make you pay a price?”
Ning Fan looked coldly at the thug lying on the ground, pale and screaming in agony as he clutched his leg.
“You tricked us!”
At that moment, the gang finally realized Ning Fan had been playing them, intentionally causing them to attack the bald man and enact this scene of mutual destruction.
“He’s just one person, let’s get him together!”
Feeling humiliated like fools, the gang, driven by rage and irrespective of Ning Fan’s capabilities, resolved to overcome him by sheer number.
Ning Fan, still expressionless, rubbed his neck and quickly glanced around.
These thugs were full of openings; they were defenseless!
Thump thump, Ning Fan seemingly casually swung a few punches, but each blow landed precisely on the thugs’ faces, knocking them to the ground.
“When you’re out messing around, did your parents not teach you?
Well, today I’ll give you a lesson.
As for the tuition fee…”
Looking at the fallen thugs, Ning Fan narrowed his eyes.
He walked over to one of them and directly disabled the arm of the man closest to him with a stomp.
“Kid, do you know who Chen Tianba is?”
The bald man lifted his head, his expression ferocious and his pale face somewhat terrifying as he mentioned a name.
“You’re done for, wait for your entire family to be slaughtered!”
The bald man’s eyes widened, but the next second, he saw a smile he would never forget.
“What does it have to do with me?”
Ning Fan’s smile seemed like that of a devil crawling out of Hell.
The bald man felt as though he was seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, hearing countless lost souls wailing in his ears.
“Such big words!”