"Don't believe me?"
Even Li Yuan stared at Zhang Fan with a hint of surprise. While he had spoken harsh words before, they were just that, words.
Moreover, Jin Guomin was no ordinary person. He was a boss worth hundreds of millions, and though such a sum was not much in Yan Jing, he still held significant influence far beyond that of an average person.
Even the young masters of the most prominent families in Yan Jing would not dare to kill Jin Guomin so brazenly.
Among those present, only Qin Luoshui and Xu Youran, among a few others, knew that Zhang Fan's words were not mere talk, but something he was likely to act upon.
With Zhang Fan's current strength, even the nation had to be wary. Killing a mere boss worth hundreds of millions would likely result in the nation proactively helping him deal with any subsequent trouble.
Upon hearing Jin Guomin's words, Zhang Fan showed a hint of regret and said softly, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it. Don't blame me for being ruthless."
"I, Jin Guomin, have lived for so many years. I've spent enough money and enjoyed enough women. If you want to kill me, go ahead. But after you kill me, you die too."
"Young as you are, you have to accompany me to the grave. I won't be at a loss," Jin Guomin, convinced that Zhang Fan wouldn't dare to act, said with a sneer on his somewhat ferocious face.
"Since you've lived enough, I'll grant your wish. But wanting me to accompany you to the grave? You're overthinking it," Zhang Fan slowly stood up, shaking his head lightly.
"You're really going to do it?" Seeing Zhang Fan stand up, Li Yuan's eyes narrowed. He found it hard to believe.
At this point, threats were meaningless. From the information he had gathered about Zhang Fan, this young man was definitely someone who backed his words with actions.
He had crippled the young master of the Qi family, one of China's top families, with ease, demonstrating his decisive character and resolute actions.
Zhang Fan slowly rose from the leather sofa, preparing to casually slap Jin Guomin to death. Just then, he felt a slight tremor in the ground.
The tremor was still faint, and only he could detect it among those present. However, gradually, the tremor intensified. Qin Luoshui and Xu Youran, who had some cultivation and far superior senses than ordinary people, also began to notice it.
"What's happening?" they asked, somewhat puzzled. From the tremors, they could tell that a large group of people was approaching their direction on foot.
Seeing Zhang Fan stand up but not act, Jin Guomin, who was being forced to kneel on the ground, curled his lips into a cold smile and said, "You wanted to kill me, didn't you? Why aren't you doing it yet?"
Being forced to kneel with a broken leg had deeply humiliated the usually arrogant Jin Guomin. Seeing that Zhang Fan ignored him, his anger surged, wishing he could take Zhang Fan down with him.
"Coward, come and kill me!" Jin Guomin roared.
Everyone else also stared intently at Zhang Fan, wanting to know how he would deal with the enraged Jin Guomin.
Zhang Fan's divine sense spread out, investigating the source of the tremors. Only then did he return his attention. Hearing Jin Guomin's roar and insults, Zhang Fan remained unperturbed, instead smiling faintly and saying, "Don't worry, no one coming today can save you."
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On the street outside the bar, a team of nearly fifty people marched with disciplined steps towards the bar where Zhang Fan and the others were.
As the team passed, pedestrians quickly parted ways. Even the habitually drunken and fearless hooligans sobered up considerably upon seeing this procession, scrambling to get out of the way.
...
This street was lined with bars and KTVs, a place frequented by thugs and delinquents. However, seeing this display, some people couldn't help but back down, avoiding getting caught in the crossfire.
Of course, those who enjoyed a spectacle became even more excited.
The military, carrying five shoulder-fired rocket launchers, stopped outside the bar where Zhang Fan was, and then, in a very short time, they were installed.
At this moment, everyone inside the bar also sensed the commotion outside. After all, the military's actions were not subtle, and the bar was unusually quiet.
"What's going on?" Upon hearing the doorman's report, Li Yuan's eyes were filled with confusion. He only owned a bar, and at most, he might have some firearms. With his background, he could easily handle such matters. Why would the military be involved?
"Young Master Zhang, I'll go out and take a look," Li Yuan said to Zhang Fan, greeting him before quickly rushing out. Dealing with military matters was no small affair, and he dared not be negligent.
Meanwhile, the attention of everyone inside the bar had long shifted from Zhang Fan to the outside. What had happened tonight was already thrilling enough, and now the military had arrived, making those who enjoyed a good show even more enthusiastic.
Li Yuan walked out of the bar and saw five shoulder-fired rocket launchers pointed directly at his bar's entrance. Even with his extensive experience, his heart lurched.
This was quite a display.
Li Yuan looked first at the leader of the military contingent, a rather young man in uniform with a stern face.
Li Yuan didn't recognize him but dared not be disrespectful.
"Are you the owner of this bar?"
"I am the deputy captain of the thirteenth squadron of the Flying Tigers of the Yan Jing Northern Military Region. There is a person named Zhang Fan in your bar, and I wish for you to call him out."
Just as Li Yuan was about to try and smooth things over, the young leader spoke directly, stating his purpose.
Upon hearing this, Li Yuan was slightly stunned before quickly realizing that the Qi family's retaliation had begun.
As far as he knew, the eldest young master of the Qi family, Qi Jun, was the captain of the thirteenth squadron of the Flying Tigers in the Yan Jing Northern Military Region.
His captain had been crippled, and now his squadron had shown up with rocket launchers to find someone. They were indeed not to be trifled with.
"Okay, please wait a moment." Hearing this, Li Yuan had no reason to refuse and quickly nodded.
In the saying, "When gods fight, mortals suffer."
Neither Zhang Fan nor Qi Jun had backgrounds that Li Yuan could afford to offend. Therefore, all he could do now was to distance himself from their battleground as much as possible to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
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