Chapter 59: Master Lin’s Killing Intent Is Too Strong Nowadays—you’re Trying To Get Me Killed
Fuck!
Someone was actually reciting the law in front of him.
In the vast Yong’an, who didn’t know that he, Lin Fan, was the most proficient in the law.
Lecturing him on regulations was like brandishing a broadsword before Guan Yu—overrating one’s own ability.
He wasn’t leaving.
He turned around and in a few steps reached Chief Clerk Zhu, looking down at him from above.
Chief Clerk Zhu felt uneasy under his gaze, but he took a deep breath, forced himself to stay calm, raised his head, and met Lin Fan’s eyes.
Seeing him like this, Lin Fan couldn’t help but sneer. He turned his head to look at Yang Ming and the others behind him, pointing at Chief Clerk Zhu.
“Listen to this, this guy is lecturing me on the law.”
Yang Ming said, “Squad Leader, who doesn’t know our Squad Leader topped the law exam? In all of Yong’an, no one dares claim second place.”
Xu Ming said, “This is like wielding an axe before Lu Ban—overrating one’s own ability.”
Yang Ming and Xu Ming exchanged a glance.
What the hell was this guy doing?
Didn’t he know Brother Lin recited the law the best?
Hearing the approval from his colleagues, Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, his smile widening, then turned back to look at Chief Clerk Zhu.
“Are you teaching me how to do things now?”
Chief Clerk Zhu felt the atmosphere somewhat oppressive. “This official is not teaching you how to do things. This official just wants to remind you of the relevant regulations regarding the law.”
He didn’t dare use his status to suppress the other.
He was afraid of getting beaten.
“Remind?”
Lin Fan’s voice suddenly rose. “Does this Squad Leader need your reminder? Who in all of Yong’an doesn’t know that I handle cases most fairly? Are you telling me this because you want to go back to the Public Security Bureau with me to argue it out?”
Lin Fan’s momentum crashed over like a tidal wave, startling Chief Clerk Zhu so his heart pounded wildly and his palms sweated.
But as Chief Clerk, how could he be cowed by this kid? He forced himself to stay calm and said, “This official hasn’t committed any crime, so why should I go back to the Public Security Bureau with you?”
He now deeply understood what kind of monster Yuan Jiang and the others were facing.
Utterly lawless.
Too aggressive.
Clearly the type who couldn’t be reasoned with.
“No crime?” Lin Fan raised an eyebrow and demanded, “Which good person hangs around with a murderer for no reason? Tell me, are you trying to scheme for Yuan Jiang to get him off the hook?”
Chief Clerk Zhu’s face instantly turned ashen. He slammed the table and shouted sternly, “You bastard, you’re slandering an imperial official! You’re truly lawless. Didn’t Prefect Li teach you how to do things?”
“You’re the bastard! A mere county office Chief Clerk dares to interfere with the Public Security Bureau’s cases? Who gave you the guts!” Lin Fan’s voice was even louder, roaring right back.
Yuan Jiang, who had been subdued, felt wild joy inside.
Yes, that’s it—fight! They must fight and drag Chief Clerk Zhu into it. Then the County Magistrate would definitely step in. As long as Lin Fan offended all the real power holders in Yong’an, even Prefect Li would be useless. He was a man on his way out.
Chief Clerk Zhu was furious, his fingers trembling with rage. “Lin, the Public Security Bureau handles cases, but not like this. You are simply…”
“How I handle cases is none of your fucking business!”
Smack—!
A crisp, resounding slap suddenly interrupted Chief Clerk Zhu’s words!
Chief Clerk Zhu’s head jerked sharply to the side, a clear red handprint visibly blooming on his face.
The sudden slap stunned Yuan Jiang and left Chief Clerk Zhu wide-eyed, dazed, his mind blank, completely dumbfounded.
He hadn’t expected Lin Fan to dare slap him.
This was something he had never dreamed of.
Before he could recover.
Lin Fan grabbed his hair, yanked his head back, and locked eyes with him.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, Chief Clerk Zhu saw unbridled dominance.
“Fuck, listen up. When you talk to this Squad Leader, be polite. Who allowed you to yell? So what if you’re a county office Chief Clerk? Public Security Bureau business is not for you to meddle in.”
“Hear that?”
As Lin Fan spoke, he lightly patted Chief Clerk Zhu’s already swollen cheek with his palm.
Wu Yong and Qian Tao exchanged a glance.
Blood boiling.
They both wanted to roar: Brother Lin is mighty and dominant!
Lin Fan let go, but the expected outburst of shame and fury didn’t come. Chief Clerk Zhu slumped in the chair, head down, silent, the only sound his rapid breathing.
“Let’s go.”
Lin Fan waved his hand, not even glancing at him.
Yuan Jiang, being held up, struggled. “Let me go! Let me go! Lin Fan, this is framing me! You’re framing me for killing! I’m reporting you! I’m reporting you!”
“Sir Zhu, save me! Sir Zhu…”
The group had just reached outside the hall.
Inside the hall, Chief Clerk Zhu let out an “ah,” knocking over the teacup on the tea table, venting his fury and dissatisfaction. He hadn’t expected the other to be so arrogant and reckless.
Just as he picked up a vase to smash it, he seemed to notice someone at the door. Looking up, he saw Lin Fan standing there, pointing at him with a thick warning.
“Are you unconvinced? This Squad Leader asks you, are you unconvinced?”
Faced with such a warning.
Chief Clerk Zhu felt his chest about to explode, eyes red, humiliated tears nearly spilling out, yet powerless. He slowly set the vase aside, body going soft as he slumped back in the chair, head down, silent.
Lin Fan strode into the hall, quickly reached Chief Clerk Zhu, grabbed his collar, and effortlessly lifted him from the chair, faces almost touching as he bellowed.
“Say it! Are you unconvinced?!”
“Convinced. I’m convinced.”
Lin Fan snorted coldly and shoved Chief Clerk Zhu back into the chair.
“From now on, when you’re out, use your brain. At your age, you’ve lived in vain. Listen up: next time you dare be this insolent with me, I’ll make sure you can’t stand.”
With that, he turned and strode away.
These guys, if not dominated, really wouldn’t know Lin Fan’s methods. All that nagging—once he laid hands on them, they’d all behave.
The hall fell into dead silence.
Chief Clerk Zhu occasionally looked outside the hall to confirm they were really gone.
“Ah!!! Bastard! Animal! Lin Fan! I’ll never share the same sky with you!!!”
He exploded, the humiliation in his heart fully erupting.
This was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life.
Yet he was powerless.
He would make that Lin pay a heavy price.
……
Street.
Common people stared, whispering among themselves.
Many common people rubbed their eyes, incredulous at the sight: wasn’t that Yuan Jiang being escorted by constables?
Ah… Yuan Jiang was also taken down by Master Lin of the Public Security Bureau?
Teahouse.
Qin Si stood with hands behind his back at the second-floor fence, overlooking below. His mood was pretty good; the recent events in Yong’an were too intense, so he chose to keep a low profile.
As the saying goes, the bird that sticks out gets shot. In such turmoil, keeping low-key was the only way to stay out of it.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.
A familiar person.
Silver Rod Lin Fan.
He realized Lin Fan had seen him, startling him into immediately pressing his hands to the outsides of his thighs, bowing at the waist, not daring any disrespect.
Moments later, he cautiously looked up and saw Master Lin had walked far away before he dared exhale, his back clothes soaked with cold sweat.
The sense of oppression was too strong.
At that moment.
“Fourth Master, this guy refuses to pay protection fee. I brought him back for you to deal with.” A subordinate dragged a commoner into the teahouse; the commoner’s face was clearly beaten.
Seeing Qin Si, the commoner paled in terror, pleading repeatedly, “Fourth Master, please have mercy. Sir, be generous and give me a few days.”
Seeing this, Qin Si was slightly stunned.
He looked at the subordinate.
The subordinate saw Fourth Master looking at him and couldn’t help but feel smug, clearly having handled things well and earned approval.
But soon…
“Fuck your mother!!!”
Qin Si unleashed a furious beating, sending the subordinate scurrying with his head covered, wailing nonstop.
“Who told you to collect protection fee? Who told you to beat people? Are you fucking insane? What did I always teach you? Be kind to others, be kind to others—did it all go in one ear and out the other?!”
Qin Si hurriedly helped the commoner up, holding his hand and lightly patting the back. “Aiyo, what’s this? It’s nothing, don’t be scared. Can’t pay? Then don’t. Fourth Master is a reasonable man.”
“Here, come on, you must have family troubles. Fourth Master isn’t very capable, but take this broken silver to handle your urgent matters first.”
Qin Si’s attitude was as gentle as could be.
Like a different person.
The subordinates were dumbfounded.
Only the dog-head strategist Peng Chang understood: our Fourth Master was scared silly by Lin Fan.
“Ah?”
The commoner was a bit dazed, unable to comprehend the situation—more terrified than flattered.
“Fourth Master, don’t toy with me. I won’t report to the officials.”
At these words.
Qin Si’s face went deathly pale, legs trembling, nearly kneeling to beg. Bro, big bro, don’t mess with me. Master Lin’s killing intent is too heavy right now—you’re trying to get me killed!
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