Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality Chapter 1176 591: No Trouble, No Trouble

Luo Zisheng paused when he said this, seemingly rembering sothing, and curiously asked, "By the way, Mr. Lin, how co you have ti to visit today? Is there anything you need to instruct?"

Lin Beichen looked around at the densely packed villas and laughed, "If this is considered humble, then the place I live must be a slum."

Luo Zisheng hurriedly smiled apologetically, "If you don't mind, I have a house on the North Shore..."

"No need." Lin Beichen bluntly rejected, "Let's skip the small talk and get down to business. I'm here under orders to take you and your family with ."

Luo Zisheng's face changed: "Why is that?"

"You don't have a clue?" Lin Beichen was in no mood to chatter with Luo Zisheng and casually tossed a silver bracelet to him, "Put this on."

Seeing the silver bracelet in his hand, Luo Zisheng shuddered violently, his face turning ashen, his fists clenched tight, his heart a mix of anger and fear. He knew very well that Lin Beichen openly pulling out this bracelet ant that their Luo Family was about to be ousted from the Four Greats of Port City.

In the future, they might have to flee abroad, living a life of hiding.

Maybe they couldn't even escape. Once caught, it could an a lifeti of imprisonnt, or even worse.

"Mr. Lin..." Luo Zisheng hoarsely lifted his head, "Does it really have to be this way? If Mr. Lin spares us, the Luo Family will reward generously. We'll give you anything you want, as long as you give our family a chance."

Lin Beichen rolled his eyes, "Enough with the nonsense."

As he spoke, he yanked Luo Zisheng's collar, swiftly putting the silver bracelet on his wrist, then kicked aside a few bewildered guys nearby. In the shocked eyes of everyone, he dragged Luo Zisheng inside.

Under Luo Zisheng's guidance, Lin Beichen quickly arrived at a courtyard, where he saw Roger sitting at a large red round table, drinking tea with soone. Roger was dressed in a grey Zhongshan suit, with a white suit tie around his neck, looking mismatched, much like himself, with an unclear identity.

Across from Roger sat a husky white man in a black leather jacket. From his fierce eyes and unintentional movents, it could be seen that this person was quite capable. Perhaps this was why Roger dared to sit high in his hall despite knowing Lin Beichen was coming.

Seeing Lin Beichen approaching, Roger quickly stood up, as if unaware of Lin Beichen's intent, trotting forward respectfully and said, "Mr. Lin, I wish you had inford in advance. I would have personally led my family to welco you."

Roger's attitude was humble, lacking any semblance of the Luo Family Patriarch, his face full of smiles.

"No choice." Lin Beichen shrugged, "If I inford you in advance, what if you ran away?"

Roger's smile instantly froze, his face darkened, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Rage surged within, but having practiced Qi Cultivation Skill for decades, he quickly suppressed the urge to kill, forcing a smile, "Mr. Lin, you're joking. This is my ho, why would I run?"

John, the white man sitting beside him, was stunned, looking at Lin Beichen and Roger with wide eyes, hardly believing his eyes and ears, even questioning if he was dreaming.

This was Roger, the Patriarch of the Luo Family, one of the Four Greats of Port City!

If he stomped his foot, the whole Port City would tremble. As far as he knew, even in Ugly Country, Roger had considerable connections.

Yet now, such a big figure was so humble to this tall, slender young man?

Even being publicly humiliated, he dared not act out.

If he rembered correctly, wasn't this kid just a nobody? Did Roger really need to behave like this?

Or perhaps this kid had so impressive background?

John's thoughts mattered little to Lin Beichen. He glanced at the husky white man before focusing back on Roger.

Pointing to the bracelet on Luo Zisheng's hand, he said, "Stop playing dumb, Roger, your family's affairs have been exposed."

Lin Beichen threw another bracelet to Roger, teasingly saying, "Why are you still standing there? Put it on, or do you need to do it for you?"

Roger clenched the silver bracelet, his voice deepening, "Mr. Lin, do you really want a fight to the death with our Luo Family?"

"Fight to the death?" Lin Beichen chuckled, sizing Roger up before saying, "Any way I look at you, you're just a stinky fish, what can you use to break my net?"

Roger's face grew even darker, his eyes narrowing in a grin lacking warmth, "So, Mr. Lin is determined to oppose our Luo Family?"

"Oppose?" Lin Beichen shook his head, "No, no, no, this isn't opposition."

He raised the silver bracelet in his hand, "This is called capture."

"Good, good, good." Roger said good three tis, then shouted grimly, "Given the chance but you don't cherish it, if you want to die, I'll make it happen."

After saying this, he turned to the husky white man who'd been watching and shouted, "John, why are you standing there? Didn't you say you want to avenge your two subordinates? They are right in front of you now, figure out what to do without my guidance!"

John slowly stood up, ignoring Roger's pressured gaze, took paper and pen, scribbled for more than ten seconds, and then spoke, "Sorry, Patriarch Luo, this person isn't in my task. If extra assistance is needed..."

John grinned, "It'll cost extra."

"How much?"

"Not much, five million, US Dollars."

"Okay, as long as you kill this bastard, five million it is." Roger said through gritted teeth.

After their deal, the originally casual white man's face instantly turned serious.

He casually tossed the paper and pen aside, walked up to Lin Beichen, and his vulture-like fierce gaze scanned Lin Beichen, finally speaking in a heavy voice, "Kid, you managed to capture my two subordinates solo, your thods must be extraordinary. No wonder you have the guts to cause trouble at the Luo Family."

John tugged and tore open the top half of his leather jacket, exposing the muscles beneath, which surged like galloping horses. He stared at Lin Beichen, "But those tricks of yours might work on others, but before , they're nothing but a paper tiger, utterly vulnerable."

After moving his limbs, John arrogantly declared to Lin Beichen, "If you want to keep a whole corpse, kneel down and accept death. Otherwise, when I start, you'll beco a heap of pulp."

"Tsk tsk." Lin Beichen grinned, glancing at John before tilting his head towards Roger, "Don't tell this mad dog is your courage to attempt an arrest."

Roger rely coldly smiled, not replying. To him, with developnts reaching this point, dialogue between them was unnecessary.

Regardless, this obstacle must be eradicated; only by thoroughly dealing with this sticky ss can their whole family escape overseas at ease.

"Mad dog?"

John's face instantly darkened, he aggressively stepped forward, nearing Lin Beichen, his vulture-like fierce eyes fixed on Lin Beichen, and roared, "You damned bastard, what did you say just now, huh? Apologize! Kneel before imdiately, prostrate and beg for my forgiveness, or I swear, before you breathe your last, you will endure the cruelest pain on Earth."

"Hehehe, hahaha,"

Lin Beichen was amused by John's words, he held his sides, laughing for a long while, before stopping to say to John, "Seems you don't know my identity, huh?"

"Beg for forgiveness? Hmph, not with you as a mad dog, not even your god is qualified."

"I don't care who you are!"

John angrily glared at Lin Beichen, sneering, "Under my iron fist, no matter who you are, you'll end up a squashed ss."