What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

"By the way, your fiancée is quite pretty. You're quite the lucky guy!"

Xiao Bao kept talking, while the knife in his hand waving in front of Lin Chang'an.

He didn't notice the murderous intent that gradually rose in Lin Chang'an's eyes.

Lin Chang'an sighed. He had killed so many people in his past life, but he never expected to be threatened by a mere drug addict in this life.

What he hates most in his life is being threatened, especially when it involves his closest loved ones.

"Do you know what you're saying?" Lin Chang'an stared at him coldly.

"Oh ho! You really think you're something special!"

Xiao Bao looked at his brothers and smiled: "Hey Lin, you don't really think that just because you're out there on the streets and have some fighting skills, you're all that great, do you?"

There are some people you just can't afford to mess with!

Lin Chang'an sneered, got out of the car, and shrugged.

"You're right, there are some people you really can't afford to mess with!"

After saying that, he took a step forward, as fast as lightning.

"Damn, there's someone who's not afraid of death. Brothers, take him down and show him what we're made of!"

Seeing Lin Chang'an rushing over, Xiao Bao gripped the knife and stabbed down, but as soon as he finished speaking, the knife in his hand vanished.

Then, with a "crack," his arm ached, and when he looked down, his elbow had been snapped off.

Bloody bone fragments were squeezed out of his flesh, causing him to grimace in pain. Cold sweat instantly soaked his back, and he screamed repeatedly.

"Xiao Bao!"

Upon seeing this, two men carrying wooden sticks rushed forward, shouting.

Lin Chang'an dodged the stick from the man on his left, grabbed his arm and twisted it backward, then slammed his knee into the man's waist.

With another sharp crack, the man collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

The henchman on the right slammed a stick into Lin Chang'an's shoulder at the same time. Lin Chang'an didn't dodge. Instead, he thrust his knife downwards and instantly plunged it into the man's stomach with a swift, horizontal motion.

The man staggered in pain and fell to the ground with a thud.

The last man's face turned ugly upon seeing this. He turned around and ran towards the car, mentally shouting "Damn it!" countless times.

But Lin Chang'an didn't give him a chance at all. He kicked him in the back, and the man staggered several meters away before crashing heavily into a tree by the roadside.

In less than half a minute, all the drug addicts were knocked down, their cries of pain particularly jarring in the deserted alley.

Lin Chang'an tossed the group into the bread cart like he was picking up chicks.

He raised his hand and casually wiped the blood from his palm on Xiao Bao's clothes.

Aside from their screams, all that remained of these people was the fear in their eyes.

This guy is no ordinary street thug!

They've really messed up today.

"The one surnamed Lin... Brother Lin!"

Xiao Bao crossed his arms, his face deathly pale; all his previous arrogance and domineering attitude had vanished.

"This is all a misunderstanding; we didn't recognize your greatness."

Lin Chang'an held a knife to his neck, looking at him like he was a corpse: "Do you know what happens to people who threaten me?"

Xiao Bao swallowed hard as if trying to avoid the blade, but Lin Chang'an's knife felt like it was stuck to his neck.

As long as he moves, the knife will press down a little.

He felt a sharp pain and numbness in his neck, as if it had been cut open.

At this point, I couldn't even speak.

He stared in horror at Lin Chang'an's terrifying eyes, as if the man's throat would be slit at any moment, which made him even more panicked.

He trembled, wishing he could go back ten minutes and convince himself why he had provoked this man.

Who the hell said Lin Chang'an is a street thug? He's a fucking lunatic.

He struggled to fall backward, but his brothers held him up, whimpering and calling out.

Lin Chang'an looked at these guys who were so scared they were practically out of their wits; one of them even wet his pants.

He snorted and threw the knife at Xiao Bao's feet. "Who sent you to threaten me!"

Lin Chang'an knew in his heart that there must be someone behind these people.

He didn't want to argue with these people, but they dared to threaten him and even use his family as leverage.

Since that's the case, he decided to eliminate all these potential problems once and for all.

He is most annoyed by potential threats, especially those who dare to target his family.

Xiao Bao struggled for a moment, his neck felt cold, and when he touched it, it was covered in blood. Terrified, he curled up in the car and whimpered.

Lin Chang'an looked at the men who were terrified, lit a cigarette, and said coldly, "If you want to die, keep yelling."

Upon hearing this, the grown men immediately stopped crying, as if a pacifier had been stuffed into the mouth of a wailing child.

"Speak up, who gave you permission to threaten me!"

The group looked at each other, and someone nudged Xiao Bao.

Xiao Bao's expression changed: "It wasn't me!"

Lin Chang'an leaned against the bread cart and glanced at him.

Xiao Bao immediately exclaimed, "It's our Ming-ge!"

"Ming-ge?"

Lin Chang'an's eyes darkened. "Who is Ming-ge?"

Xiao Bao could only bite the bullet and say, "Ming is the owner of the bar you went to yesterday."

Lin Chang'an thought for a moment and said, "Contact him."

The group looked at each other for a while, then focused their attention on Xiao Bao.

Xiao Bao sighed helplessly, "I'll hit him."

He slowly took his phone out of his pocket with one hand, dialed a number, and made a call.

It took a long time for the other end to answer, and then I heard sounds of sexual intercourse coming from the phone; a woman was screaming on the other end.

The person on the phone was breathing heavily.

"What's wrong!"

Ming's voice came through, but it didn't seem to stop; the woman's voice continued uninterrupted.

"Did you get it done? If you can't handle something this small, I'll beat you up."

"Sorry, he really didn't do it right!" Lin Chang'an said, taking the phone.

Ming, on the other end, was clearly taken aback, stopped what he was doing, and asked in an unfriendly tone, "Who are you?"

"Didn't you send them to intimidate me? How come they don't even know who I am?"

Lin Chang'an exhaled a long smoke ring, then casually stubbed out his cigarette on Xiao Bao's forehead, burning him so much that he grimaced and cried out.

Ming, on the other end of the phone, was clearly stunned. After hesitating for a few seconds, he suddenly hung up.

Lin Chang'an glanced at it and then looked at Xiao Bao.

Xiao Bao explained, "Ming-ge is cautious in his actions."

Lin Chang'an chuckled speechlessly.

A few seconds later, the phone rang again, and Lin Chang'an answered it.

"Are you the one surnamed Lin?" Ming asked.

"That's right!" Lin Chang'an said, "Let's meet and talk."

"Kid, do you know who you're talking to?" Doflamingo's tone carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Just make some ice jelly, don't act like you're so great," Lin Chang'an said.

Ming was visibly taken aback by Lin Chang'an's words, and then said, "Are you looking for death, kid?"

"That's right!" Lin Chang'an said with a grin, "I'm just asking for death. Where are you? I'll come find you and let you kill me!"