Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

A dilapidated light truck, like a raging rhinoceros.

The car slammed open the half-closed gate, screeching as it came to a stop in the center of the yard.

Wang Yan's red sedan followed closely behind.

The car door opened.

Lin Dawei jumped out of the car.

His gaze swept over Lao Ma and the others who were cornered against the wall, and then he glanced at Zhao Daqiang, who was being trampled on the ground like a dead dog.

"Great Power!"

Old Ma's voice changed as if he had seen a savior.

Liu Biao initially thought it was some audacious individual, but when he saw Lin Dawei's face clearly, both old and new grudges surged into his heart.

"You little bastard!"

Liu Biao's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Lin Dawei and began to curse.

"You humiliated me in the hospital and used me as a pawn! I'll skin you alive today!"

"Brothers, kill him!"

Splash!

The twenty or thirty thugs immediately abandoned the truck, raised the steel pipes in their hands, and pounced on Lin Dawei.

Faced with this situation, Lin Dawei didn't even flinch.

He slowly unbuttoned two buttons on his black shirt, stretched his neck, and made a series of cracking sounds.

The muscles I've been working on these past few days are now desperately craving a complete release.

call!

The thug at the front swung a steel pipe, making a whooshing sound, straight at Lin Dawei's head.

Lin Dawei tilted his head slightly, and the steel pipe missed its mark, barely touching his ear.

next second.

Lin Dawei's thick, strong hand suddenly reached out and precisely clamped onto the thug's wrist, twisting it forcefully.

Click!

The thug let out a piercing scream, and the steel pipe slipped from his hand.

Lin Dawei took the steel pipe and swung it backhand, smashing it into the side of another thug's knee.

With another thud, the man clutched his broken leg and rolled on the ground.

It's like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Lin Dawei's formidable core strength and extreme explosive power were on full display at this moment.

He doesn't use any fancy tricks.

boom!

With one kick, a thug weighing over 150 pounds was sent flying two or three meters away, crashing into the wall and spitting out a mouthful of sour water.

In Lin Dawei's hands, the steel pipes were transformed into machines that harvested screams of agony.

In less than two minutes.

The yard was already littered with thugs groaning and rolling around in pain.

Blood and broken steel pipes were scattered all over the ground.

The remaining thugs were terrified. Their weapons clattered to the ground, and their legs went weak as they staggered backward, looking at Lin Dawei as if he were a monster.

Is this a movie shoot?

The sinister smile on Liu Biao's face had long since frozen.

He swallowed hard, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

run!

With only this one thought in his mind, he turned and rushed towards the door.

A large foot kicked him hard in the back.

Liu Biao screamed and collapsed onto the concrete ground, knocking out two front teeth and filling his mouth with blood.

Lin Dawei stepped forward and stomped on Liu Biao's back, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, rendering him unable to move.

The courtyard was deathly silent, save for the wailing sounds that filled the air.

Old Ma and the truck drivers were all dumbfounded.

Even Wang Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was so shocked that she covered her mouth, her eyes revealing an uncontrollable fervor and trembling.

Lin Dawei looked down at Liu Biao, casually tossing the steel pipe in his hand to the ground with a crisp sound.

"You just said, who sent you here?"

Lin Dawei's voice was deep and cold.

"It's...it's Young Master Zhao..."

Liu Biao gasped in pain, completely cowered, and mumbled incoherently.

"Young Master Zhao said you embarrassed him at the gym... he's going to cut off your livelihood..."

Lin Dawei sneered.

He crouched down, grabbed Liu Biao's hair, and ripped up his blood-covered face.

"Take out your phone."

Lin Dawei's eyes were like knives.

"Call your young master Zhao and tell him to get over here right now."

Liu Biao's hands were trembling as he pulled a blood-stained cell phone from his pocket.

The screen took three tries to unlock before it finally opened.

beep...beep...

The phone rang twice before being answered.

"Hey? Biaozi, how's it going?"

On the other end of the phone came Zhao Shao's voice, which was tinged with a hint of laziness and smugness.

There seems to be soft music in the background, indicating that they are enjoying themselves in some upscale place.

"Did that peasant surnamed Lin kneel down and call me grandpa? Did he smash up his shabby freight station?"

Zhao Shao's tone was arrogant, as if crushing Lin Dawei was as easy as squashing an ant.

Liu Biao swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, his voice trembling with tears.

"Young Master Zhao...you're too tough. Our brothers are done for..."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"What the hell did you say? Twenty or thirty men couldn't take down a beat-up truck driver?"

Zhao Shao's voice suddenly rose, filled with disbelief and anger.

"Do you think I'm paying you guys to do nothing? You useless trash!"

Lin Dawei did not give Liu Biao a chance to continue explaining.

He bent down, snatched the phone from Liu Biao's hand, and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Young Master Zhao, is that right?"

Lin Dawei's voice was deep.

"Yeah, who the hell are you?" Zhao Shao lazily cursed from the other end.

"Aren't you trying to cut off my path to survival?"

Lin Dawei, with a cigarette between his fingers, ground his shoe into Liu Biao's back, making a half-circle motion.

A crisp cracking sound.

Liu Biao let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Upon hearing this commotion, Zhao Shao on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, seemingly only then becoming interested in the matter.

Listen carefully.

Lin Dawei raised his eyelids and glanced at the thugs rolling on the ground.

"Today's incident is just the beginning. You vandalized my freight station; we'll settle that score slowly."

"If you want to play next time, come over yourself. Don't let these useless trash dirty my place."

"You fucking dare threaten me? Do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Damn it, you wait there! I'll make you kneel down and apologize, or I'm not a Zhao!"

The phone was abruptly hung up.

The stench of blood lingered in the courtyard, but the air seemed to suddenly drop several degrees.

Lin Dawei threw his phone back near Liu Biao's face. Just as he straightened up, his own phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

Buzz—Buzz—

He took it out and saw two words popping up on the screen.

Li Ying.

Lin Dawei frowned, and as soon as he pressed the answer button, the other end of the phone exploded.

"Lin Dawei, what exactly have you been doing outside?!"

Li Ying's voice was urgent and shrill, filled with barely suppressed anger, giving him almost no chance to speak.

"Did you offend someone you shouldn't have? Huh? Do you know that someone just called Jianjun!"

"He just got promoted, he hasn't even settled into his position yet, do you really want to cause him trouble at this crucial moment?"

"You caused this mess, can't you stop dragging others into it? You think you're so powerful by showing off? In the end, you're the one who hurts others!"

Lin Dawei gripped his phone, his knuckles slightly clenched.

The thugs' wails could still be heard in the courtyard, but Li Ying's barrage of questions was even more suffocating than the steel pipe hitting someone.

"I'm here..."

"Don't try to explain to me!"

Li Ying interrupted her directly, her tone full of resentment and anxiety.

"I don't care where you are right now, or who you had a conflict with, you need to clean this up immediately! Don't drag Jianjun into this!"

"He worked so hard to get to where he is today, not to take the blame for you!"

"Lin Dawei, I can't be bothered with your reckless behavior, but if you get him hurt this time, I'll never forgive you!"

Snapped.

The call ended abruptly on the other end, the busy tone piercing my ears and irritating me.

Lin Dawei stood there, his face gradually darkening.

Was Chen Jianjun's side also alerted?

Zhao Shao's hand actually reached out so quickly?

Old Ma watched him cautiously from the side, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The initial fervor in Wang Yan's eyes was somewhat diminished by this phone call, replaced by complexity and unease.

Before Lin Dawei could even sort out his thoughts, his phone screen lit up again.

This is a new message.

The sender was a nurse.

Lin Dawei's heart sank inexplicably, and he quickly tapped the open button with his thumb.

"Brother Lin, something bad has happened. A few people just came and were asking about Sister Li Luo's ward in the inpatient department. They don't seem like nice guys."

"The head nurse has already gone to stop them. Do you want to come to the hospital?"

These two short lines were like a bucket of ice water poured over my head.

Lin Dawei's mind went blank for a moment, and the violent feeling in his chest hadn't dissipated before it was blocked by a chill.

The freight station was just vandalized, Chen Jianjun's side was implicated, and now even the hospital is being targeted.

This series of events is clearly not a coincidence.

Young Master Zhao... never intended to target only him.

Lin Dawei slowly tightened his grip on his phone.

At that moment, he was unusually momentarily lost in thought.

It was as if ropes were being stretched out from all directions at the same time, binding his hands and feet, leaving him momentarily unable to decide which side to protect first.

This was the first time since he obtained the system that he suddenly felt like he was still the same as before.

very weak.