Lü Donglin’s expression turned gloomy as he slowly walked toward these people.
The few of them were even paler, and when Lü Donglin was still about three or four ters away, he suddenly raised his hand.
The hot-headed youth promptly plopped to his knees, trembling as he wailed, "Oh, hero, oh, hero, I know I was wrong, I won’t dare to do it again, I won’t dare again, please spare , spare ..."
In fact, Lü Donglin hadn’t made a move and simply scratched his head lightly. Seeing the state of the hot-headed youth, he burst into laughter, "What are you doing?"
"I... I’m apologizing..." the hot-headed youth stamred.
"Apologizing?" Lü Donglin laughed, "So you’re saying you know what you did wrong?"
"I know I was wrong, I know it, I won’t dare again..." the youth trembled as he spoke.
"Then do you still want us to stand here and finish all this liquor?" Lü Donglin said with a light smile.
"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare, I won’t do it again..." the youth hastily replied.
"Since you’re not insisting, let’s forget about it." Lü Donglin nodded with a smile, took out his phone, and chuckled, "Actually, I wasn’t boasting to you guys; the liquor I drink each ti never costs less than one hundred thousand."
After saying that, Lü Donglin placed the phone in front of the hot-headed youth and said with a laugh, "Take a look."
The hot-headed youth glanced at it and almost popped his eyes out, his entire body stiffening on the spot.
The others also sneaked a peek, all dumbfounded, reacting exactly like the hot-headed youth.
"So, never judge a person by their appearance," Lü Donglin said with a light smile.
"We wouldn’t dare, we won’t ever dare again..." The few people pleaded at once, and at that mont, their looks were not only filled with fear but also shock, as well as overwhelming excitent and admiration.
Lü Donglin walked over to Su Yang, who asked in surprise, "What did you just show them?"
Lü Donglin placed the phone in front of Su Yang, who took a brief look; it displayed Lü Donglin’s bank account balance.
As for the exact figures, Su Yang couldn’t make them out clearly, but the long string of numbers was definitely over a billion!
No wonder those youths were so dumbstruck; they couldn’t even dream of such a balance in their lifetis. With that much money, Lü Donglin could easily drink liquor worth one hundred thousand every day, even two hundred thousand was nothing out of the ordinary!
"Was there really a need to show off like that?" Su Yang said helplessly; Lü Donglin always seed to do things with a higher profile.
"Doing it this way allows you to also destroy the opponent psychologically!" Lü Donglin laughed.
Su Yang said, "I still think using fists is the simplest and quickest way!"
"Mine is showing off, yours is barbarism; not much of a difference," Lü Donglin laughed.
Su Yang pursed his lips.
Just as the two turned to leave, a noise suddenly ca from the nearby trash heap. Right after, a ragged old man crawled out of the garbage.
As soon as the old man erged, he chuckled twice and walked straight to the night market stall, grabbing a stick of mutton skewers and started eating right away.
Su Yang and Lü Donglin were both slightly surprised. At this mont, the irate young man quickly rushed over, stopping the old man in his tracks, "Madman, piss off to the side and don’t bump into these two brothers. Otherwise, I won’t let you off!"
As he spoke, the irate young man then turned to Lü Donglin with a forced smile, "Big brother, this is a madman. He’s always like this. I’ll get rid of him right away; please don’t take it to heart."
Lü Donglin and Su Yang didn’t pay much attention. Judging from the way these young n behaved, they recognized the madman and guessed he must have been around here for quite so ti.
Su Yang glanced at the two bodies on the ground, "So these are the assassins that ca to kill you? Their strength is quite ordinary. With such skills, they still thought to kill you?"
"Assassins value the elent of surprise. Their real strength might not be that formidable, but in a state where the timing, geographical, and social conditions are all perfect, they unleash their strongest strike for the best effect!" Lü Donglin said.
"Then their sneaking thods are really poor," Su Yang frowned. "If all assassins attack like this, they aren’t very fearso at all!"
Lü Donglin also nodded, "The ssage I received said that the assassin coming for was not simple. But these two, no matter how I look at them, they don’t seem to be anything special!"
"Could it be that they haven’t all arrived yet?" Su Yang wondered aloud.
After thinking for a bit, Lü Donglin shook his head, "Forget it, it’s too difficult for the two of us to look for a hidden assassin. Let’s head back first."
"That works!" Su Yang agreed.
As the two turned to leave, a car suddenly charged out from the street corner, zooming past with a roar like it was racing.
Su Yang and Lü Donglin imdiately beca alert, staring straight at the incoming vehicle. Noticing that the car’s trajectory wasn’t aid at them, the two breathed a sigh of relief.
However, behind them, the irate young man was still dragging the old madman. As a result, the car did not hit Su Yang and Lü Donglin but struck the two people behind them instead.
The irate young man was rely grazed, while the old madman was hit directly and thrown aside, slumping to the ground.
The expressions on Su Yang’s and Lü Donglin’s faces changed instantly. With such a collision, could the old madman still be alive?
The driver peeked out from the car, spat disdainfully, and floored the accelerator, preparing to flee the scene.
"Where do you think you’re going!" Su Yang bellowed in anger, sprinting after the car.
Lü Donglin did not give chase; instead, he swiftly rushed to the old madman’s side, reaching out to check if the latter was still breathing.
At the very mont Lü Donglin bent down to crouch, the old madman’s arm, which had been hanging limply, suddenly moved. A cold glint shot out from his hand, aiming straight for Lü Donglin’s heart.
Lü Donglin’s reaction was extrely fast; under such circumstances, he was still able to shift quickly to the side. However, the glint moved too fast and, despite his agility, he was a step too slow. The blade did not pierce his heart but penetrated his chest.
With a muffled grunt, Lü Donglin didn’t have ti to think and fiercely struck down with his palm.
The old madman responded with a palm strike of his own. The powerful impact sent Lü Donglin flying back. He spat several mouthfuls of fresh blood, trailing a line of it through the air, severely wounded.
In the distance, Su Yang had almost caught up with the car when he suddenly heard the commotion behind him and quickly turned to look. His face instantly changed seeing the scene, and he shouted, "Lü Donglin!"
Lü Donglin lay on the ground, gritting his teeth and warning, "Su Yang, don’t co over, he is the assassin Smiling Hidden Knife, he’s very strong, and I wasn’t even his match before I was injured!"
But his words were futile; Su Yang had already run back, lunging straight for the old madman.
"Heh heh..." the old madman chuckled, his body seemingly not moving, yet he got up directly from the ground. With a counter-strike, he t Su Yang’s palm, causing Su Yang to be repelled three steps back, feeling a surge of blood churning within.
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