The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 485 Gravity Tender Meat Hammer Pro
"boom--"

Master Fuli slammed his palm down onto the long table in the auditorium, twisting the white coyote's limbs. The table, bearing the weight of the force, flipped to one side like a seesaw and stood upright.

However, the 20-meter-long table, weighing four tons, simply could not be erected in the space of a jump of four meters.

The raised long table tore through the ceiling and crashed into the concrete floor, scattering sawdust and dust everywhere.

"Miss, be careful!"

The instant Lin Bingyun noticed Lin Zhiyuan's unusual behavior, she ran in front of Lin Ying, raised her briefcase, and pulled it back in an arc, using the bulletproof shield folded inside the bag to block Lin Ying's frontal area.

With cover provided, Lin Ying didn't hesitate for a moment. She pulled out a sachet of spirit-infused medicine from her chest, inserted it into Lin Bingyun's shoulder, and injected the medicine into her.

Lin Ying remained calm and composed, grabbing Lin Bingyun's shoulder and pulling her backward. Taking advantage of the dust and smoke, she turned her shoulder away from the cover, raised her Glock, aimed at Lin Huasi's head and chest, and fired four shots in quick succession.

"Bang bang bang-"

Blood splattered everywhere on Lin Huasi's body.

Lin Huasi, whose head had been pierced, was not dead. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared intently at Lin Ying, who had fired the shot.

Their eyes met and clashed. Lin Ying's face was cold and expressionless, revealing only a chilling killing intent.

Mental preparation and preparation are things that need to be done beforehand.

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Ying had already used her Glock gun to shoot the four elders of the clan.

"run!"

The incident in the auditorium was extremely sudden. Although the more than one hundred members of the Lin family's management were somewhat shocked to see Lin Ying shoot and kill the clan elder Lin Zhiyuan, they were generally able to remain calm.

Business warfare is no match for gunfights; it aligns with the Lin family's code of conduct.

Afterwards, they could only marvel at Lin Ying's ruthlessness and decisiveness, and wonder how she persuaded the old man.

But as Lin Zhiyuan transformed into a demon, and the long table he slammed up with Lin Ying's child's palm, and the magical unfolding of punching Lin Zhiyuan to death, the Lin Group's management realized that the situation inside the auditorium was far more complex than they had imagined.
This is no ordinary business war or power struggle!

"Old man, get out of my way!"

Mr. Fuli, who had torn apart the auditorium ceiling and smashed the key lighting boxes, placed his hand on Lin Wu's wheelchair.

Amidst Lin Wu's astonishment and shock, Master Fuli gave a small push, and the wheelchair seemed to be equipped with the most powerful engine, speeding straight backward.

Lin Wu's glasses flew off his face, and his already hideous scarred face became even more distorted under the torment of the rushing wind pressure, with saliva dripping from his mouth.

"Fuck."

Lin Wu gently bumped into the wall, shakily stood up from his wheelchair, and ran towards the emergency exit.

"This is a child!"

"Lin Ying has probably gone to Siam to invite Old Ghost." Lin Wu ran to the emergency exit door and subconsciously glanced at the chaotic scene inside the basement auditorium.

The Lin clan members fled in panic. The main light source was damaged, leaving only diffused light illuminating the hall, making it somewhat dim. The long conference table was shattered into pieces. Inside the lightbox, a large, black object fell to the floor of the hall.

The boy Lin Ying brought reached out his arm and casually caught the dark shadow.

A massive hammer, larger than a child, appeared before Lin Wu's eyes, completely defying common sense.

The boy gripped the giant hammer in his hand as if it were nothing, leaning forward as if about to move forward, or as if he was gathering strength.

"Damn it, I knew it. Those Siberian giant hamsters I saw during the Battle of Zhen Island would eventually overrun the Earth." Lin Wu cursed and headed straight for the emergency passage to get his weapons.

Although he had witnessed Lin Zhe's extraordinary abilities, Lin Wu realized some things.

But he never imagined that these modified humans would become so widespread that they were everywhere, and even among the high-ranking members of the Lin clan.

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On the large television screen, the Lin family patriarch stared coldly at the hall, his eyes gleaming with indifference. He gently picked up a sweet and savory wedding cake, broke it open, and put it in his mouth to chew.

At the very beginning of the chaos, Lin Zhe kicked the long table and, using the principle of mutual force, carried an executive chair away from the table to the side of the auditorium. He looked at the 270-inch TV and revealed a strange smile.

The coldness and ferocity on Lin Zhe's face clearly indicated that things were not so simple.

On television, the phrase spoken by Master Lin, "Welcome to the new era of rule by large landowners," was not just a slogan.
Lin Qi never liked to talk about principles.

Because, through countless experiences in his life, he has come to a profound understanding: no matter how earnestly you try to persuade someone who doesn't understand you, it's never as effective as experiencing it firsthand.

Things can teach you; you can learn something in one go.

Only heavy, painful, and unforgettable lessons can truly make people remember.

Sitting in the boss's chair, Lin Zhe glanced sideways at Master Fuli, who was holding the hammer, and gave him a warm smile.

"They really should thank Fuli; it's just that the educational program was a waste."

"It's impossible to let everyone experience the documentary about the new era of landlords, which was shown in advance."

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No one but Lin Zhe knew what he was thinking, and no one else knew that when Lin Zhe returned to Xia Kingdom, he also brought back an educational gift package for the traitors and bystanders of the Lin family in Xia Kingdom.

"Now."

Master Fuli, who suppressed Lin Zhiyuan and set the stage for chaos inside the auditorium, held a gravity hammer but did not launch any heavy hammer attack; he simply waited quietly.

He waits for traitors, normal people, and loyal ministers to all distance themselves from him and become all mixed up together.

"All of you, kneel down!"

Master Fuli, who was holding the gravity hammer, suddenly tightened his grip on the handle and slammed the hammer heavily onto the ground.

As the gravity hammer swings and falls, invisible waves rise around it, as if it is striking an invisible membrane.

With the power of the Fortune Fox Lord, the invisible membrane was bent and crushed, slamming heavily onto the floor of the auditorium. The invisible membrane took shape, turning from colorless to bright red, accompanied by scorching heat.

Squeezed, collapsed, and burst, the crimson membrane escaped from the auditorium space at the moment it reached its limit.

A white surge of water, originating from the point of impact, rippled outwards like ocean waves, accompanied by a tremor in the earth, spreading rapidly around the auditorium.

The ripples and waves spread outwards, and the Lin Group's management personnel, caught in the waves, were lifted off the ground, thrown around, and tumbled against the surrounding walls. At this moment, each person was like a mural, tightly hanging on the wall.

Their faces were contorted, constantly subjected to the pressure of the spreading air currents, their facial skin rippling.

Until.

The explosively spreading airflow crashed against the sturdy walls of the basement and had nowhere to go.

Turbulent currents collide and compress with each other.

Ultimately, the elevator doors deformed and twisted to form an exhaust vent, as if the airflow had found an outlet.

The elevator, which had already stopped operating, crashed into the roof of the Lin family manor, twisting into a giant iron ball. It then soared hundreds of meters into the air, and a violent gust of air swept across the entire venue, carrying away the items in the basement auditorium and spraying them into the sky.

The elevator shaft, by a twist of fate, has become a large, spewing chimney.

The hammer fell; silence followed.

Protected by Lin Bingyun, Lin Ying, whose face was flushed with an unnatural redness, suddenly opened her mouth and took deep breaths of the air that was gradually filling the room.

"Cough cough."

Master Fuli's face turned bright red as he opened his mouth wide and gasped for breath.
"Lin Ying."

"When you get home tonight, remember to hire a physics tutor for me."

"That one ridiculous hammer blow blew the air out of control, and I almost suffocated myself."

As he spoke, Master Fuli turned his gaze to the Gravity Meat Hammer Pro in his hand.

He is incredibly strong, strong enough to wield an orca like a harpoon.

but.
This hammer is strange.

As he swung the heavy hammer, he witnessed it expanding as if it were sucking in something, which was then released into a single point upon impact, causing it to explode.

(End of this chapter)