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Chapter 92 I heard that saliva can disinfect.

Wang Xi held her left thumb and middle finger close together, making a very standard orchid finger gesture. She aimed at the mushroom head, then loosened her middle finger and flicked it lightly, just like when she was a child playing marbles.

"Lin Yuan, get up!" Wang Xi shouted out.

Lin Yuan felt his mushroom head tremble slightly, but it didn't hurt or itch, so he didn't feel much.

Upon seeing Lin Yuan open his eyes, Wang Xi abruptly sat up in bed, clutching his mushroom-shaped haircut and displaying an extremely painful expression.

"How are you?" Wang Xi asked, supporting Lin Yuan's shoulder.

"It's swollen, you need to blow on it." Lin Yuan smiled and let go of her hand. "I heard that saliva can disinfect, why don't you try it?"

Wang Xi could easily see through Lin Yuan's smile. With a dark face, she slapped him on the shoulder and said angrily, "Stop with your dirty little thoughts."

"Didn't you strike first? Can't you at least give me some compensation?"

"cannot!"

"Alright."

"Why are there so many cars parked downstairs?" Han Miao couldn't help but glance at the car as he passed by the window.

The vehicles parked side by side below, and many people got out of the cars, completely blocking the entire tenement building and making it impossible to move around.

"Who are you looking for?" Gu Siyu asked.

As Lin Yuan walked to the window, the butler-like man below looked up and met Lin Yuan's gaze.

"They must be looking for me."

"You?" Han Miao turned her head, circling around and scrutinizing Lin Yuan. "You caused trouble again last night?"

"It's unlikely to cause any trouble." Lin Yuan couldn't help but think of Wright's panicked escape last night. "It's probably one of Zhou Bapi's men."

"Zhou Bapi? Who's that?"

The three women could easily tell from the name that the other person was not a good person.

Lin Yuan briefly recounted how he had inquired about the events from Xiao Liuzi in the arena's waiting room the previous night, and how old man Wright had fled overnight.

Lin Yuan nodded in agreement with this doubt.

"I'll go out first and talk to them." Lin Yuan walked towards the door with her long gun in her hand. "You guys go straight back into the subway later, and don't come out for the last two days."

"If the bus is about to depart, please notify me an hour in advance."

As he spoke, Lin Yuan pushed open the door and went downstairs with his spear in hand.

Just as they turned the corner of the stairs, an old woman heard a noise and poked her head out, only to see Lin Yuan's upper body exposed.

His body blocked the gun's butt.

"Young man, that's Zhou Bapi's convoy. They're here to arrest someone. Are you out of your mind?!"

Looking at the old woman's terrified expression, Lin Yuan smiled and said, "They must have come looking for me."

After saying that, Lin Yuan continued walking downstairs.

The old woman froze on the spot after hearing this. The next second, when she saw the spear, she shrank back in fright and immediately scurried back into her room, slamming the door shut.

As soon as Lin Yuan came downstairs, before she even stepped out the door, she saw a group of men in black standing at the entrance, holding batons.

The man in the lead was a middle-aged man wearing a suit, sunglasses, and white gloves.

"Lin Yuan, right?" Qiaomaifu asked, sizing up the man in front of him.

"Isn't it inappropriate to block someone's door so early in the morning?" Lin Yuan's gaze swept across the scene before her.

There were quite a few of these men in black, about fifty in number, who formed two groups and surrounded him in an arc.

All the blind spots were completely blocked, leaving no way to escape except to fight their way out!

This kind of personnel arrangement requires no command from anyone; they are already lined up in formation, a natural reaction born from practice.

"The person behind me wants to see you." Qiaomaifu looked at Lin Yuan, "I hope you won't be ungrateful."

"Is this all the lineup you have?" Lin Yuan glanced around, brandishing his exquisite spear. "If I were to resist, you really wouldn't be able to take me down."

Lin Yuan was actually very curious about how capable those guys who used herbal essences to make potions, as Wright had mentioned, really were.

"Arrogant!" Buckwheat Plum said coldly.

In this sixteenth-floor area, only Zhou Bapi could be above him. Everyone else treated him with utmost respect, daring not to raise their voices at him and constantly observing his expression.

"Take him down!"

Lin Yuan's eyes turned slightly cold as he brandished the spear in his hand.

The advantage of a weapon being an inch longer and stronger is evident at this moment.

Even though the enemy outnumbered them, they were still no match for Lin Yuan. His spear pierced through their throats, and those guys managed to grab it with their hands before they died.

Even the sharpness of a finely prepared intestinal cavity can easily cut through their finger bones.

As Qiaomaifu watched those guys die one by one, his hands behind his back clenched tightly.

"Get back here, all of you!"

Those who were still alive retreated, looking at the young man standing in the center of the corpses with lingering fear.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the entire street.

Inside the window, many eyes were watching this place. Seeing that such a killer lived in this tenement building, they felt fortunate that he had killed these lackeys of Zhou Bapi.

There was only deep-seated fear and dread towards this killer.

"You're strong, but ultimately your strength is limited." Buckwheat slowly removed his white gloves, which his lackey bent down and took with both hands. "Now, I'll test your skills!"

The moment the gloves landed in the henchman's hands, Qiaomaifu's figure vanished from the spot. When he reappeared, his legs were bent at a 180-degree angle, his left foot planted firmly on the ground, while his right foot was raised and brought down hard on Lin Yuan's head.

Clang!

The spear collided with the falling leg, producing a metallic clanging sound.

Lin Yuan felt a slight tingling sensation in his hands as he gripped the spear due to the immense force of the fall.

"This guy's legs are incredibly strong!"

Yangmaifu was surprised that his opponent could block his landing, and continued to press down.

The pressure that could have been overwhelming was blocked by the other party, making it impossible to force them to kneel down.

Using his right leg as a fulcrum, Qiaomaifu lifted his left foot off the ground, spun rapidly, and kicked his left foot toward his opponent's chest.

Lin Yuan raised his arm to take the kick head-on, but his body staggered back several steps, his arm burning with pain.

Seeing Lin Yuan being taken advantage of while peering out the window, the three women couldn't help but feel worried.

This is only the second time they've seen Lin Yuan suffer such a huge loss since the beginning of the game.

"I'll go help him."

Gu Siyu turned to go downstairs, but Wang Xi grabbed her wrist and shook her head, saying, "Don't go. Lin Yuan hasn't used his full strength yet. If he really loses, it won't be too late for us to go down."

"But he..."

"He hasn't even activated his skills yet, let's wait and see."

Gu Siyu took a deep breath and returned to the window.

Just then, Qiaomaifu looked up, saw the three women, pointed to the window, and said, "Go and ask them to come down the bucket."

Lin Yuan stared coldly at the buckwheat farmer in front of her, without saying a word.

He must not reveal his anxiety at this moment, otherwise that guy will definitely make a fuss about those three women.

Lin Yuan stepped back to block the entrance, while the lackeys who rushed up were stabbed through the heart by him.

In an instant, all the lackeys blocked the doorway, none daring to rush forward, their eyes fixed on Lin Yuan with predatory intent.

"You seem to care a lot about those three women up there?" Buckwheat stepped forward, and his lackeys immediately parted to make way for him.

"Breaking into someone else's home is not a good habit."

"Oh?" Buckwheat pushed up his glasses. "But I seem to remember that the third floor is that old man Wright's room. He went to the fifteenth floor last night?"

"I bought it from him."

"I don't recall the housing exchange having this electronic record."

As Qiaomaifu spoke, his figure disappeared from the spot again. When he reappeared, his yellow palms had turned black and had a metallic sheen.

The moment his wrist touched Lin Yuan's, he grabbed his fist, pulled him off balance, and swung his whip leg at his face.

boom!

Lin Yuan was swept away by the leg several steps, which benefited the entrance.

The lackeys quickly rushed towards the stairs.