Super War God in the City

Ling Fan’s words exploded like a thunderclap, leaving everyone staring in dumbfounded shock.

"Holy shit, has he lost his damn mind? This guy actually dares to challenge Young Master Sang?" someone swallowed hard with a look of disbelief. @@novelbin@@

Xu Sicong felt his mouth dry within the crowd, clueless about where Ling Fan got his courage from; he just couldn’t figure it out anymore!

Yet, not only had this guy offended the Tan Family, but he’d also gone up against Young Master Sang. Today, they were all eager to see how he’d fare with his supposed three heads and six arms!

"Motherfucker, I refuse to believe today that after offending so many, you can’t be killed in the Central Sea!" Xu Sicong thought bitterly to himself.

Shen Zi’s face fluctuated with changing expressions. She had already sent out a distress signal to her family. Watching the scene unfold, she had never imagined that this guy wouldn’t even take Young Master Sang seriously.

Peng Ming harbored some worries, approaching Ling Fan, and couldn’t help but whisper, "Boss, this young man has an extraordinary background, it might be quite tricky!" Stay connected via NovelBin.Côm

Feng Shuya and the other women had also heard the surrounding discussions and understood a bit about Young Master Sang’s identity. Influential figures of his caliber were indeed not easy to provoke, their faces filled with concern as they looked at Ling Fan.

"Ling Fan..." The three women called out anxiously, unable to help themselves from standing beside him.

Ling Fan’s words had given Sang Yang quite a shock. Having grown up in the Central Sea, when has he ever been spoken to like this?

Incredible and unbelievable, Sang Yang felt like he had been slapped in the face, a burning sensation on his cheek, temporarily stunning him.

As his thoughts gradually returned, Sang Yang’s face flushed with anger, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty coldness, especially upon seeing the three beauties standing beside Ling Fan, his fury soared, feeling like his face had been shredded to bits today.

To whom would this man concede face? Ling Fan’s arrogance had already been a blow to his pride, especially in front of so many beauties, how could Young Master Sang stand for it?

Feeling superior in front of beauties had always been Young Master Sang’s privilege, and today, he had been used as a stepping stone?

"Motherfucker, what the hell do you think you are, acting tough in front of me? Believe it or not, I’ll kill you today!" Sang Yang was enraged, completely furious.

Ling Fan frowned upon hearing this, hesitating momentarily at Peng Ming’s earlier warning.

But even with the super elite from the Imperial Capital, he did not care, ready to stir up heaven and earth if necessary—bow his head? Never!

Confronted with the ferocious Sang Yang, Ling Fan was about to speak when Peng Ming cut in first.

"Sang Yang, you have no part in this today. I’d advise you not to meddle blindly. Don’t think your daddy’s influence makes you untouchable. In front of my boss, you might not be so mighty!" Peng Ming stepped forward to caution him.

He knew Ling Fan’s temperament best and really didn’t want to clash with this guy, as it would indeed be troublesome.

Hearing this, Sang Yang laughed out of sheer rage, "Fuck, threatening me? I, Sang Yang, want to meddle today. Motherfucker, I’d like to see what you can do to me. You think your Peng Family can reach the heavens?!"

Ling Fan swept Sang Yang with a glance, shaking his head disdainfully, "Merely ants. Strip away that passable background, and you’re nothing!

You said that to leave through this door, one must end up like that other guy, didn’t you? If you have the strength, I’d like to see your action.

If you’re only good at farting, I advise you to stand aside and enjoy the show, lest you make a fool of yourself!"

"Hiss~"

The onlookers gasped in shock. This was a true confrontation, not an ounce of face given. They couldn’t even begin to imagine how the situation would end.

Standing at the sidelines, Feng Shuya was conflicted. She couldn’t shake off the feeling that she was a source of disaster. If she hadn’t danced with Tan Tianlei, maybe none of this would have happened.

The last time, Ling Fan faced Long Tianjun to help her. Today, as soon as they met, without a word spoken, it was all because of her that they had this stand-off with the elites of Central Sea.

"Could it be that the so-called ’beauty brings trouble’ is referring to someone like me?" Feng Shuya muttered sullenly in her heart.

In truth, today’s incident indeed started because of her, but whether or not she danced with Tan Tianlei made no difference. Without this trouble, there would have been other issues.

Once you’ve caught someone’s attention, do you think you can still run? She just didn’t know it yet. If Ling Fan hadn’t arrived today, who knows how things would have turned out!

"Fine, fine, fine, you’ve got guts. I want to see just how much trouble you can stir up in Central Sea today!" Sang Yang sneered repeatedly, emphasizing ’fine’ three times.

"Click~"

"Dammit, I’ll end you now. Go and be cocky in hell!" Without hesitation, Sang Yang drew his weapon and, without a second word, pulled the trigger.

"Bang~"

This gunshot sent a shockwave through the crowd, turning many faces pale. Many of the observing women, panicked, covered their ears and screamed.

Feng Shuya and the other two women’s faces went deathly pale in an instant. Although they knew Ling Fan was formidable, they had no idea someone could withstand the lethality of a bullet.

"Ling Fan....." Feng Shuya, who was close to Ling Fan, shouted and instinctively tried to push him away.

But Ling Fan stood his ground, immovable like a mountain; not only did she fail to push him away, but she also found herself pulled into a firm embrace by his outstretched hand.

"Hahaha, Ling Fan, even you have such a day. Truly, what goes around comes around. When you broke my arm back then, did you ever imagine there would be a day like today?" Xu Sicong could no longer contain himself, exploding the moment Sang Yang drew his gun.

The long-suppressed resentment finally burst forth. In his eyes, facing this bullet, Ling Fan was doomed beyond doubt.

He hadn’t expected Young Master Sang to carry a gun, but he didn’t believe in the existence of someone who bullets couldn’t kill!

Peng Ming, however, showed contempt, snorting scornfully, "A mere broken gun and you think to threaten War Emperor Beiming?"

This gunshot was likely to ignite the killing intent in Ling Fan’s heart. Peng Ming sighed internally, sensing that the situation was not going to end well. He knew Ling Fan’s character: Do not offend others, but if others offend me, I retaliate!

Shen Zi’s face also revealed a trace of excitement. In her view, with this gunshot, Ling Fan was doomed, sharing the same thought as Xu Sicong.

Whether in the Dragon-Slaying Business Association or the Tianlong Business Association, there were no experts at the Grandmaster Realm, and Central Sea did not allow the Zhongnan Clan to establish a branch of the Martial Association.

So, even though she had heard rumors that Grandmaster Realm warriors could resist the power of firearms, without seeing it with her own eyes, how could she believe it?

Moreover, considering Ling Fan’s young age, could he possibly be a Grandmaster Realm expert as rumored? She had never even considered it!

However, in the next second, everyone’s expression froze.

They saw Ling Fan, with one hand holding Feng Shuya and the other pinching a bright orange bullet between two fingers, his face expressionless as he looked towards the dumbfounded Sang Yang holding the gun, saying indifferently, "You dared to shoot at me?"