Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 218 What’s going on?

"Ah..." Liu San screamed, clutching his arm as he rolled on the ground, cursing to high heaven. What the **** is going on today? I only brought Brother Huangmao over to back me up, I ****ing didn’t do anything wrong. Why did he break my arm? Who the **** did I provoke, huh? ****, it hurts so bad...

"It’s all your ****ing fault. Otherwise, would I have broken your arm? You brought this **** on yourself. I already saw the murderous intent in Lin Feng’s eyes. In order not to turn his anger on everyone else, I had to break one of your arms. Who told you to mess with Lin Feng, this living Yama? You’ve got to shoulder the consequences of the trouble you caused. If Lin Feng had taken action, it wouldn’t be as simple as just a broken arm. You should be ****ing thanking me later!"

Without paying any more attention to Liu San, who was still writhing in pain on the ground, Huangmao immediately went to Lin Feng’s side, wanting to know if Lin Feng was satisfied with his actions, hoping that he would not turn his anger on the rest of them.

"Teacher Lin, do you think this is okay? Can we leave now..." Huangmao asked Lin Feng cautiously, wiping the cold sweat from his face. He feared that Lin Feng might not be satisfied with his actions and would break the arms of the whole group. That would be utterly miserable, especially if Lin Feng had something much worse in mind than just breaking arms. Just thinking about it sent shivers down his spine...

Ah...

Everyone present, except for Lin Feng and Huangmao’s brothers, watched this scene in shock, unable to grasp what was happening. Why would this bleached-haired thug break the arm of his own man, then proactively confess his wrongdoing to this young man...

"Ah..." Liu San’s arm was broken by Huangmao, and as he lay on the ground clutching it, he howled in agony, his clothes soaked with cold sweat. His mind couldn’t comprehend why the infamous Brother Huangmao would be so afraid of that young man. First, Brother Huangmao had kicked him—that was fine, but after that young man gave a look, Brother Huangmao didn’t hesitate to break his arm. What was this young man’s identity that even the notorious Brother Huangmao would be so terrified? My God! Who did I provoke today? This is literally asking for death!

Liu San now regretted it so much his guts were green. If only he had kept his cool back then, but no, he had to mess with these people. He thought he would have the support of Brother Huangmao and his brothers, but who would have thought he’d hit an iron wall today? Brother Huangmao treated the sight of that young man as if he was meeting his grandfather, worshipping him. What the hell was he compared to that? How could he have blindly messed with such a living Yama? This was downright seeking death!

Today was really too damn unlucky. There weren’t many people in Tianhai Department Store who could scare Brother Huangmao, and I just had to run into the person he feared the most. Isn’t this the worst stroke of bad luck, blasted through eight generations? This might not end with just a broken arm; judging by Brother Huangmao’s demeanor, if the young man doesn’t agree, there could be even more severe punishments!

With this in mind, Liu San had to helplessly pray that no more excessive demands would be made. If Huangmao was asked to take action again, that would be his doom. If the demand was for Huangmao to collect his brothers, that would be the ultimate sorrow...

"Boss! Are you okay?"

"Boss! Hang in there."

...

Liu San’s brothers watched as his arm was broken by Huangmao, but nobody dared to step forward to stop it. Brother Huangmao’s fierce reputation was well known around this block, and anyone who interfered with his beating would be asking for death. Especially now, when the situation was obviously not right, it was even less of a time to step into the line of fire. Only after Liu San had hit the ground did they dare to gather around, anxiously inquiring about the boss’s condition. Although everyone knew that having your arm broken was agony, all they could do now was offer their concern.

However, everyone suddenly realized a fact: Brother Huangmao was the Boss in charge of this territory, and everyone could only scrape by with his protection. How could he possibly hit his own Boss because of a young man? What... what exactly is going on here? This... it just seems impossible!

Brother Huangmao’s attitude towards that person was way too... something. In the eyes of his own people, when had Brother Huangmao ever been like this? He’d never spoken to the police with such a submissive tone. So why on earth was he acting so deferentially to this young man today?

It must be that this young man is someone Brother Huangmao absolutely dares not provoke. Otherwise, why would Brother Huangmao be so visibly terrified of him? With this thought, everyone broke out in a cold sweat. They had all witnessed what just happened: with a mere glance from Brother Huangmao, the Boss’s arm was snapped so decisively. If that young man were to make any more demands, wouldn’t they all be left here to suffer? With Brother Huangmao’s men around, running away wasn’t even an option. All they could do was fervently pray in their hearts, "Oh Lord Guan, we worship you every day, please bless and protect us!"

Huangmao’s underlings saw that Brother Huangmao didn’t even blink an eye as he broke Liu San’s arm. Their hearts, which had been halfway up their throats at the sight of Lin Feng, finally settled down. Someone had to take the fall for this incident to calm Lin Feng down, and the Boss was absolutely right in pushing Liu San, the direct culprit, to the forefront. This way, they could avoid being implicated as much as possible. If they somehow managed to anger Teacher Lin for real, they’d be in deep trouble. Given his terrifying skills, even thinking of escaping would be futile; they’d be tortured to death.

Now everyone wished they could run away immediately, but without Brother Huangmao’s order, no one dared to. If one of them ran and upset Teacher Lin, their fate would be even more miserable. They might even get their arms broken again. With this in mind, they all stood at the back, shaking in fear, terrified that any wrong move might ignite Teacher Lin’s wrath and involve them.

Lin Jie couldn’t believe what she was seeing was real. She couldn’t understand how the situation had suddenly done a complete one-eighty. The very people who had been threatening her with knives and posing a constant danger were now utterly transformed because of Brother Lin Feng. That foul-mouthed man had his arm broken by the blond thug because of a single look from Brother Lin Feng. The scene was so bloody and brutal that Lin Jie didn’t dare to keep watching.

Yet, inside, her mind was in utter turmoil. The way that blond thug spoke to Brother Lin Feng made it clear that Brother Lin Feng must have dealt with them before. Otherwise, the thug wouldn’t have addressed him as Teacher Lin so accurately. Usually, those street thugs don’t even speak without cursing; it was unheard of for them to talk so meekly. It simply didn’t make sense how a gang leader could be afraid of Lin Feng, a university French teacher. But today, he was visibly terrified of Lin Feng; it completely defied logic!

Lost in her thoughts, Lin Jie became confused. She simply couldn’t figure out why these thugs were so afraid of Brother Lin Feng. A bunch of thugs being afraid of a university teacher—if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed such a tale!

Zhang Lan was completely stupefied by the scene before her, as it was just too dramatic. Before her son arrived, they were nearly robbed by these people. But after his arrival, everything changed rapidly. The brash thief had his arm broken, and the seemingly fiercer blond thug was so scared by her son that he didn’t know what to do. What on earth was going on? Since when did her son have any dealings with these thugs that would cause them to fear him so much? It seemed impossible; how could her son have anything to do with thugs!

But the way the blond leader had spoken to her son was so respectful and cautious, indicating that her son had something that definitely intimidated them. They acted not just scared, but terrified. These thugs usually swaggered around like tigers, but the sight of her son made them like mice who had encountered a cat. So how exactly did her son make these thugs fear him like this?

Yet, her son was just a university teacher, working at a university; there is no way he could have deals with street thugs. And there’s no chance that these thugs would run off to a university. So what was really going on? Zhang Lan’s head started to spin once again. She couldn’t come to a conclusion about the events of that night, but regardless, the danger they faced was now gone. After what had transpired, there was no way these thugs would dare to trouble them any further.

What’s going on? Lin Yiwen watched the unfolding events in disbelief. Just moments ago, they were about to be attacked by these thugs, and in the blink of an eye after his son’s return, the arrogant thief had his arm broken by the blond man. A mere look from his son had frightened the blond to that extent—it was just too exaggerated.

When did his son become so formidable, causing the usually arrogant thugs to be so frightened? Thinking this, Lin Yiwen once again observed his son closely. He thought since his son returned, many positive changes had occurred, and everything he did reassured him. His son couldn’t be involved with the thugs, so he must possess something that instilled fear in them. But what was it? Suddenly, Lin Yiwen realized that he simply couldn’t figure it out; he and his wife knew far too little about their son’s past five missing years...