Chapter 61: Worst Case, Flip The Table And Chop Them All Down
In the courtyard.
Lin Fan’s breathing rhythm was steady and long, as if blending into the surrounding environment.
He extended one hand gripping the sixty-jin heavy iron rod, his arm steady as a rock, without the slightest tremble.
Suddenly, he stepped forward fiercely with one foot, waist and horse united, power rising from the ground, passing through his waist and abdomen, surging into his arm, finally converging on the rod body, and swung fiercely.
Whoosh—!
The iron rod tore through the air, emitting a dull and terrifying whooshing sound.
Rod shadows churned, dense and numerous.
Chop, sweep, flick, smash… each move and stance was extremely simple, yet contained terrifying power.
The originally fairly tranquil courtyard was instantly filled with this violent rumbling sound.
The rod wind stirred up dust from the ground, forming a miniature whirlwind.
Hearing the commotion, Song Qing walked from the office, leaning against the doorframe, looking toward Lin Fan in the courtyard, his eyes filled with shock, even after seeing it many times, still unable to hide the awe.
“One strike with this rod… is there really anyone in this world who can withstand it?” Song Qing muttered to himself.
And such commotion naturally couldn’t be heard by Song Qing alone; the constables still in the Public Security Bureau all heard it, watching from afar.
Lin Fan’s domineering and majestic figure, seemingly tireless, and that iron rod swung up, deeply imprinted in their pupils.
That strike after strike carrying domineering might was not smashing into the air, but ruthlessly smashing into their hearts.
Trembled!
Numbed!
Shocked!
Some hearts wavered: was following Chen Ban Tou really the right choice?
Nowadays, Chen Ban Tou’s prestige had dissipated, continuously publicly humiliated and suppressed by Lin Fan several times, his prestige had plummeted, not worth mentioning.
Their purpose in entering the Public Security Bureau was nothing more than to pursue power; their family backgrounds were generally not bad, even as commoner constables, only receiving subsidies without salary, their days were still comfortable.
As for collecting protection fees on the street, it was just to make them feel their status, the awe from the common people toward them.
No one is born evil.
No one is born liking to be despised by others.
But power is like poison, easily making people lose themselves.
Chen Ban Tou had high prestige in the Public Security Bureau; compared to Chen Ban Tou, Song Ban Tou was completely incomparable. Chen Ban Tou knew how to handle things, navigating the rules with ease, and following him, as long as one knew how to handle things, they could also get promoted.
Of course.
At this time, Lin Fan had no idea of their thoughts.
He was completely immersed in cultivation, the iron rod in his hand as if fused with his arm, a stream of heat flowing in his body, surging to his limbs, very hot.
He didn’t care how much the staff technique proficiency had increased.
He only cared about the refreshing sensation brought by this release.
He didn’t care at all how the martial way of this world truly was; even the things shown on the panel brought him unimaginable improvements.
Unknown how long passed.
Cultivation ended; he opened his mouth, exhaled a breath of hot air, fiercely smashed the iron rod into the ground, leaving a rod pit.
Lin Fan glanced at the panel.
【Thousand Jin Staff Technique（Beginner 501/1000）】
It could be said to be rapid progress.
This visible progress made him feel pleased.
Lin Fan looked toward the office and saw Song Ban Tou holding a teacup, leaning against the doorframe, watching intently; he nodded toward him, then looked not far away, discovering a group of constables also watching.
Until his gaze fell on them, that group of constables hurriedly dodged and left.
Song Ban Tou came back to his senses, gave him a thumbs up, “Impressive, too impressive.”
Lin Fan smiled, “Small trick, Ban Tou is laughing at me.”
Song Ban Tou was speechless; if this was a small trick, then what was a big trick?
At this time, Xu Ming returned, came before Lin Fan, and reported, “Lin Ban Tou, the matter is handled.”
“Mm, no trouble encountered?”
“No, everything went smoothly.”
Answered straightforwardly.
Xu Ming naturally wouldn’t say they encountered some trouble, slightly tricky; Liang Gui’s older brother and sister-in-law, seeing it was him and not Brother Lin, turned into shameless people, refused to leave, wouldn’t even take the silver, threw tantrums and rolled on the ground, making a fuss for a long time.
Forced him to act directly, even took a knife and nearly cut off one of their fingers, before scaring them into obediently spitting out the silver.
Of course, no need to tell Brother Lin these things.
He just needed to perfectly accomplish what Brother Lin instructed.
The process wasn’t important.
“Mm, very good.” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction; now the people he could use were Xu Ming and Yang Ming. Fortunately, the brothers at the wharf would also fully assist, saving quite a bit of effort when going out to handle matters.
“Rest well; later go to the prison to help Yang Ming interrogate Yuan Jiang.”
Xu Ming said, “Ban Tou, I don’t need rest; I’ll go help him interrogate now.”
Seeing Xu Ming enter the prison, Lin Fan smiled; now as Ban Tou, he naturally didn’t need to personally handle everything, just control the general direction. When it came to matters they couldn’t solve, that would be the time for him to step in personally.
Song Ban Tou sighed, “This kid is someone who gets things done; cultivate him well, his future achievements won’t be low.”
“I think so too.”
“Right, you caught Yuan Jiang, so Wang Xiao should take action, but you need to watch out for one thing: when you went to catch Yuan Jiang, I went out and learned Master Hu took people out of the city; this is going on a long trip, probably to find someone.” Song Qing’s eyes revealed worry.
He now understood: Li Dian Shi was on Lin Fan’s side and didn’t want to interfere in Hu Family matters, but after all, the Hu Family still had connections, going up level by level, they could definitely find superiors to force Lin Fan to release the person with official position.
From his understanding of Lin Fan, he was very stubborn, very hard-tempered, probably wouldn’t release the person.
He was really afraid of conflict happening.
“Oh? Went to find someone?” Lin Fan raised his brows, then sneered, no trace of tension on his face, “Let him go find; I’d like to see which master he can invite.”
Was Master Hu going to find a high official?
Or find a master?
He hoped it was a master.
Song Qing earnestly advised, “If it really comes to that, I hope you can endure it; after all, an official one rank higher crushes to death, some things aren’t done however you want.”
“Endure? Endure his granny’s leg!”
Lin Fan’s eyes widened, his voice suddenly rising.
“If they really push me, no matter who it is, I’ll flip the table, let them all chop me, then pat my butt and leave; heaven and earth are big, find any mountain to stay at, what can they do to me?”
All transmigrated, and got a cheat, yet endure this grievance?
If really endured.
Wouldn’t that be transmigrating for nothing?
The cheat, wouldn’t that be for nothing.
There’s a saying: once abroad, you don’t just represent yourself, but the face of the nation.
If he endured, swallowed this breath.
Wouldn’t that lose the face of the nation’s 1.4 billion compatriots.
If he could afford to lose that face, the 1.4 billion compatriots would probably curse him to death.
What he was doing now was acting with conscience, with a clear conscience; moreover, he felt the chance of martial way masters appearing in this world was very low, very possibly not in the same space.
If, he said if, he was really wrong, really drew a master to kill him, he’d accept it; maybe getting beaten to death could even reincarnate back.
Hearing this, Song Qing’s mouth slightly agape, stunned looking at Lin Fan with a serious face.
For a moment, clearly having many words to say, yet not knowing how to open his mouth.
“See, you’re being hot-headed again.” Song Qing soothed.
Just as Lin Fan was about to speak, a person appeared, “Excuse me, is Lin Ban Tou here?”
“That’s me.”
“Lin Ban Tou, Li Dian Shi invites you to the mansion for a talk, saying there’s a matter to discuss.”
“Mm, got it, going soon.”
“Alright, then Lin Ban Tou, carry on.”
As the person left.
Song Ban Tou didn’t continue the previous topic with Lin Fan; it was a bit too rebellious.
He’d treat it as Lin Fan’s angry words.
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