Exploding God

Like towering white waves, carrying immense force.

Behind the sunglasses, Fu Haonan's pupils instantly shrank to a single point.

Every hair on his body stood on end.

Seeing the fist that instantly closed in on him, he finally realized what was wrong. The restlessness he had felt just now was clearly a warning from his animalistic instincts.

He hadn't felt this way in so many years.

This punch is unstoppable!

But his mind wavered for a moment, wondering whether to hide or stay put.

No, he can't hide. So many people are watching. He got off the host's car.

With a roar, Fu Haonan's upper body muscles swelled up to a full circle, his suit jacket flew to shreds, revealing his well-defined bronze muscles.

He no longer cared about his declaration of standing still and letting the opponent have three moves.

He brought his arms together in front of him and slammed forward with a thud.

"break!!"

Fu Haonan roared so loudly it seemed he could tear the clouds apart.

boom--

The point where the two collided was like a bomb being dropped, with debris flying wildly in all directions.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, only to see a massive figure seemingly struck head-on by a train traveling at over 200 km/h, flying straight out.

The person who flew out was...

Fu Haonan!?

Everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and the next moment they were all completely stunned.

How could it be Fu Haonan?!

However, the most unlikely thing happened after all. No matter how unwilling and angry Fu Haonan was in mid-air, he could not get rid of the terrifying force. A mouthful of blood that had been accumulating for thirty years gushed into the air. He crashed into the dozen bodyguards like a cannonball in their horrified eyes.

With a loud bang, Lin Zhidao shrank back in fright, staring blankly as seven or eight people flew out from above.

"What happened to the confidence and decisiveness you showed earlier?"

"Opportunities often come only once; hesitation leads to defeat."

Just as people were staring wide-eyed, eager to see what would happen, Lu Ze stepped out of the dust and mist with one hand in his pocket, and walked quietly forward amidst hundreds of shocked, horrified, and fearful gazes.

Fu Haonan trembled as he clutched his heart, spitting out another mouthful of blood, and felt his vision blur.

He had retired from public life and devoted himself to three years of rigorous training, yet today he couldn't even withstand a single palm strike from a young man.

A frog in a well... a frog in a well!

In front of Lu Ze, he didn't even have the courage to run away.

One strike!

With just one strike, his arms seemed to lose all strength and he could no longer lift them.

Lu Ze looked down at him and said, "I'll only ask you once, are you convinced?"

This was a calm statement, but beneath that calmness lay a majesty that no one dared to challenge.

"I give up, I give up!!"

However, before Fu Haonan could speak, a loud shout rang out. Lin Zhidao, with his swollen, beaten-up face, lay on the ground shouting.

【Holy shit…】

Upon hearing these words of betrayal, Fu Haonan was instantly enraged. He felt a sharp pain in his heart and could no longer hold on. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

shame.

A disgrace to the Lin family!

Lu Ze stopped his hand that was about to clench, then withdrew it, his gaze sweeping over Lin Zhidao.

Lin Zhidao straightened up, looking at Lu Ze with pleading eyes. He was afraid, he was really afraid.

Look at this, is this even human?

The 17th genetic warrior in Shangnan City, Thunder Bear, was punched into Thunder Dog.

Wouldn't I be beaten to a pulp with my physique?

Only an idiot would not surrender.

Anyway, I've already been beaten up and I'm too ashamed to care about saving face.

To be honest, Lin Zhidao suddenly realized that once he became shameless, admitting defeat wasn't so hard to accept.

What is the most precious thing in the 21st century?

It must be fate.

Lin Zhidao looked at Lu Ze with trembling eyes, but unexpectedly Lu Ze actually looked at him, which made Lin Zhidao shudder.

"From now until the end of the high school entrance exam, if even a single hair on A-Ming's head is missing..."

"I'll beat you to death." Lu Ze smiled and whispered in Lin Zhidao's ear.

The latter gasped, looking at Lu Ze in fear.

For a fleeting moment, he truly felt he was going to die...

Because he had seen Uncle Zhi, who was always gentle, smiling and taciturn, with the same calm expression when he protected his father and brought him back alive from outside Liberty City.

One day, he learned for the first time that Uncle Zhi had killed forty-seven thugs on his way back.

Only after that did the Lin family truly gain a foothold in Tingluo District.

So, this guy in front of me, who's only two years older than me, probably has seen blood before.

……

He ignored Lin Zhidao, who was sitting on the ground having an internal struggle.

Lu Ze turned and walked towards Lu Ming, smiled gently, and ruffled his younger brother's hair.

"Ah Ming, it's time to go home."

"Mmm." Lu Ming's face was filled with barely suppressed excitement; he could even feel his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Never before has there been a moment as exhilarating as this.

Never before had he felt his brother's figure so tall, like the rising sun, casting hopeful and confident sunlight into his heart, sweeping away the thick, impenetrable darkness.

Lu Ze did not help his younger brother, but instead continued walking ahead at a leisurely pace with one hand in his pocket.

Only when one stands up in one's heart can one truly stand up. In this respect, this stubborn younger brother has never let himself down.

Lu Ming followed behind, limping. Although he looked very disheveled, the pride in his eyes surpassed anything he had ever shown before.

At the vast school gate, wherever Lu Ze went, the crowd silently parted, making way for a wide path.

Even the most arrogant thugs of the past now looked at the two brothers with fear and respect.

It wasn't until two full minutes after Lu Ze left the No. 3 Middle School gate that the quiet crowd erupted in a clamor.

"Just now..." a thug muttered.

"Lin Zhidao got beaten up, Fu Haonan got beaten up," the young female delinquent next to him added.

"No, I forgot to film! You don't know anything, you bear girl!" the thug shouted regretfully.

"Who took a picture just now? That guy with one hand in his pocket has such a strong presence. To be honest, from the moment he appeared, I felt like I was suddenly entering the climax stage of a movie, wanting to pee but not daring to move."

Everyone looked at each other, seemingly too afraid to take out their phones.

Nonsense, who would dare to take out their phone and take a picture in front of the school bully?

By the way, where is Lin Zhidao?

This is the little tyrant of Tingluo No. 3 Middle School! After suffering such a great humiliation, wouldn't he immediately take revenge?

Everyone looked over, but to their surprise, Lin Zhidao kept his head down and his hands on the ground, still not getting up.

"He must be unwilling to accept this."

"Shh, keep your voice down..."

Lin Zhidao suddenly looked up, and the surrounding chatter immediately subsided, plunging into an eerie silence.

He stood up and glanced deeply in the direction Lu Ze had left, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, which were swollen shut from the beating.

"Young Master, we..." the bodyguard captain asked, his face filled with shame.

"It's because I'm not as skilled as them." Lin Zhidao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and, surprisingly, didn't punish the bodyguards. "Take Mr. Fu home."

"The school gate is fenced off."

"Check the wristbands of all these people, and delete all videos that have been recorded."

Lin Zhidao glanced around expressionlessly, then staggered toward his car.

He got a good slap in the face today.

So he woke up.

What a piece of shit, school bully.

In Lin Chujun's eyes, he was a spendthrift son of the Lin family, an incompetent, lazy, and good-for-nothing worm.

In that arrogant kid's eyes, he was no different from an ant.

Even in Fu Haonan's eyes, who was coughing up blood and fainting, he was probably just a piece of trash.

However, people only saw the misery and shame of Lin Zhidao.

But no one knew that he inherited his father Lin Zongtang's tenacity.

What is opportunity?

Connecting with such a powerful figure is Lin Zhidao's chance to turn his life around!

As for having any sense of shame... that doesn't exist.

Can you eat your face?

"Lin Er".

The deputy captain of the bodyguards, named Lin Er, rushed over, waiting for his young master's instructions.

"Did you see that cripple just now?"

"I see, young master, you mean... I'll have someone fix it tomorrow..." Lin Er made a hammer gesture.

"Repair, you fucking repair, all you know is repair, can't you use your brain to think?" Lin Zhidao turned around and slapped him across the face, cursing as he hit him.

Lin Er held his head and looked at the young master with a wronged expression, thinking to himself, "Why can't you just say it directly? You have to resort to violence when you could have just used your mouth."

"Tomorrow, have someone keep a close eye on him. Protect him from the moment he leaves school until he gets home. If anything happens to him, I'll dump you in the wasteland outside Freedom City," Lin Zhidao said ominously, pointing in the direction outside the city.

"what?"

"Damn it, all you do is 'ahhh,' what the hell are you talking about!"

Lin Zhidao couldn't hold back any longer. These good-for-nothings!

He was truly exhausted.

……