The City's Invincible Soldier King

"F * ck off."

The fatty let out another cold, angry shout, causing the three bodyguards with their dantian damaged to shiver uncontrollably. They quickly supported each other and left.

"Wait."

Long Lin's cold shout suddenly sounded, scaring the three of them so much that they hurriedly stopped in their tracks.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to break one of my legs and one of my hands?" Long Lin pointed at the bodyguards who were blocking his way, and shouted coldly.

"You … What do you want? "

"Cut off one of your arms and one of your legs. Otherwise, I will have this fatty teach you how to conduct yourselves."

"You …"

"What is it? If we don't completely destroy your dantian, do you feel that it's not enough? "

Long Lin's words caused the three of them to involuntarily feel a bone-piercing chill.

For ordinary people, dantian was just something in the wuxia dramas and novels, but for martial artists, dantian was a real existence.

If his Dantian were to be destroyed, his battle prowess would be crippled, and he would be reduced to an ordinary person.

This was too scary.

What a terrifying fatty, and what a hateful Long Lin.

The three of them looked at Long Lin hatefully, and then, one of them extended his hands, and the other one suddenly raised his right leg.

"Crunch."

"Crunch."

The sound of two broken bones suddenly rang out, causing the crowd to tremble uncontrollably.

Under the fearful gaze of everyone, the bodyguard's right arm hung powerlessly from his shoulder, while his right leg was useless.

"Scram." Long Lin said with an ice-cold voice. "This is just a lesson this time, if there's a next time, I don't think I'll have to put in the slightest bit of effort in my entire life."

The three of them gave Long Lin a deep look. The bodyguards who were carrying the broken legs left and right left dejectedly.

After beating up Zou Ming last time, and breaking the hands and feet of his bodyguard, coupled with Xi Wanting's public humiliation, the hatred between this fellow and Chen Gefeng could be considered to be completely dead.

Although Long Lin obviously had the upper hand, the crowd still did not think well of him.

This was the Yanjing, the Chen family had been doing business here for dozens of years, their roots were deep, and their relationship was tangled.

Long Lin was only the vice president of the tripod industry's technology.

Even if Long Lin married Xi Wanting immediately, Xi Family would also fully support them to fight against the Chen Family, and it would be impossible for them to stop the Chen Family's attack.

The Xi Family and the Chen family were on completely different levels.

The damn fatty shook the fat on his body and walked away with big steps.

"Boss Xi, wait for me here."

"Yes." Xi Wanting nodded and walked back to her seat.

"Damn fatty, stop."

"Kid, what else do you want?"

The damn fatty suddenly turned around and looked at Long Lin who was shooting towards him. He said angrily, "Don't think that your father wouldn't dare to beat you up just because you have that smelly third son of a bitch backing you up."

"Damn fatty, if you dare to be so arrogant in front of my martial uncle, I will write ten thousand words of 'serve' for you." Long Lin struck out at him in disdain, "You only have one dodging art left."

"F * ck." The fatty cursed loudly, "One day, I will let that bastard see how powerful I am."

"Stop boasting." Long Lin said in disdain, "The Heaven Breaking Sword Technique is the nemesis of the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art, you should obediently practice your hiding technique."

"Brat, can you not mention that stinky brat?" The fat guy raged.

"Bring it over?" Long Lin stretched out his right hand and said.

The fatty asked in confusion, "What?"

"Act, act with all your might." Long Lin took out his phone, and said with a sneer, "Do you want this daddy to call my Junior Martial Uncle and report your whereabouts?"

"Kid, I'll count you in." The damn fatty reached out his big hands into his apron, took out a plain looking yellow jade bracelet and handed it over to Long Lin with a pained expression, "Take it and get lost, don't bother this daddy again. This daddy only wants to be this daddy's fat lord in peace."

"Damn fatty, you're a billionaire that's worth hundreds of billions of dollars after all. How can you be so stingy?" Long Lin held onto the yellow jade bracelet, looked at it, and disdainfully said, "This thing, no matter who I give it to, I will feel embarrassed."

"Don't take it." "This is something I have spent a lot of time and effort to get out of a Yin Shang tomb."

"I say, damn fatty, do you think laozi is that retarded? During the Yin and Shang Dynasty, could such a good grinding technique be reached? "

"Eyes are blind." The damn fatty snatched the yellow jade and put it in his apron pocket.

"Bring it here." Long Lin stretched out his right hand, and threatened fiercely, "Don't let this daddy call my Junior Martial Uncle."

"You are ruthless." "I'll lend it to you for three years, if you don't return it to me in three years, I'll kill you."

"Holy shit, is there a need to make an old broken piece of jade?"

"Break your sister! This jade in your hand can block sniper bullets!"

So magical?

Long Lin did not hesitate to put away the yellow jade bracelet that was like a handicraft into his pocket.

"Scram."

Long Lin turned and left.

"Wait."

"Damn fatty, if you dare to go back on your word, then I, your father, will call my Junior Martial Uncle."

The fatty said angrily, "Brat, hurry up and drop it. Take 30 million from me first."

"Nope." Long Lin said without thinking, "I am just a soldier, I am poor."

"Really?"

"Really, no."

"Kid, do you know how much this bracelet is worth?" Fatty asked angrily.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Brat, do you believe that I will beat you so hard that even your mother won't be able to recognize you?"

"Damn fatty, do you believe that I'll call my Junior Martial Uncle right now?"

The damn fatty was immediately discouraged, "Brat, you are ruthless."

"Take it to the flower." Long Lin smiled and threw a credit card to the dead fatty, and said somewhat speechlessly, "I say, damn fatty, no matter what, you are China's number one grave robber, you actually made me look like this, I am truly impressed by you."

"Pfft, that's called touching gold, do you understand?"

"Damn, laozi is too lazy to talk to you. Damn fatty, how long are you going to let laozi help you for?" Long Lin said somewhat speechlessly, "Go home. It's not like Junior Master will kill you, at most, he will just beat you up."

"Just you wait, wait until your father's fighting strength surpasses that stinky old man's and takes back his property, then your father will return it back to you tenfold."

"Then you better not return it."

Long Lin looked at the dead fatty in disdain, then took a big step forward.

The damn fatty looked at Long Lin's back in disgust, then quickly left as well.

As they walked, a faint smile appeared on their faces.

In life, only with a brother would one not be lonely.

The two of them were sworn brothers.

The only thing that made Long Lin helpless was that although the damn fatty and the Junior Martial Uncle were husband and wife, they were like enemies.

It was a miserable sight.

If he met such a fierce wife, Long Lin would have no choice but to run away and never return home.

Of course, the relationship between Long Lin and his Junior Martial Uncle was not ordinary. It was just that even someone as quick-witted as Long Lin couldn't help to solve the problem of Fatty's domestic violence.

Back then, the damn fatty was a billionaire worthy of his name. He owned a huge industrial group.

However, ever since he had gotten his Junior Martial Uncle's fierce wife, the damn fatty had fallen to the point of relying on his friends to support him.

Of course, this was also because that damn fatty was used to living like a super rich person.

On top of that, although the damn fatty was China's number one grave robber and had stolen many famous ancient tombs, he was still a thief and had his ways.

Long Lin had even personally stolen the tomb of a member of the Royal Family from the Island Nation with the dead fatty.

Opening the tomb, his eyes were filled with treasures, but the damn fatty only took two items that he liked, moreover, he would not touch the corpses of the dead.

The dead are the big ones.

Other than that, the damn fatty had never sold anything else. Although he had committed many earth-shattering crimes, none of the items that accompanied his funeral had leaked. All of them had become his personal collections.

Long Lin played with the bracelet, and walked into the great hall of Message Sea, and after avoiding the crowd's gaze, the damn fatty's figure turned into a bolt of lightning, flying towards the Yanjing.

Half an hour later, Long Lin received a text message.

The five million credit card had been destroyed by the fatty.

The funny fatty went to pretend again.