Jin Daya in Yanjing was formidable, with more than half of the entertainnt facilities in the city linked to him. He had a foot in both the underworld and the lawful spheres. It's fair to say, there were not many in Yanjing who dared to disrespect Jin Daya.
However, at this mont, Jin Daya's son was being brutally beaten by Ding Fan inside, and yet Jin Daya showed no temper at all.
That little red book clearly listed the na of the 3567 Unit. Jin Daya, widely experienced in Yanjing, had certainly heard of it—it was equivalent to the forr Imperial Guard, all esteed sword-carrying attendants of the emperor.
And Ding Fan's military rank was also listed as Major at the ti.
Even if Jin Daya had two heads, he wouldn't dare to offend them. In so respects, the 3567 Unit could kill without breaking the law.
Facing such an organization, where would Jin Daya have the gall to act tough? All he could do was stand by helplessly and watch Ding Fan beating his son, not daring to say a word of persuasion, for fear that any carelessly spoken words might provoke Ding Fan, and he himself would suffer the consequences.
Ding Fan punched countless tis before the fire in his heart began to subside.
The Tattooed Man was truly unlucky, encountering Ding Fan when he was in his worst mood and bringing people to show off, which just turned into a perfect outlet for Ding Fan's anger.
Fortunately, Ding Fan's punches were not infused with True Qi, so while the Tattooed Man staggered from the beating, it wasn't life-threatening.
Ding Fan discarded the Tattooed Man on the ground like a dead dog and then turned to leave.
Although Ding Fan had just given the Tattooed Man a beating, not a single police officer around dared to stop Ding Fan. In fact, the leader of the police squad even respectfully returned Ding Fan's military ID to him.
After Ding Fan left, Jin Daya quickly scrambled over to his son, whose face was pounded beyond recognition. "Son, are you alright?"
While embracing his son, Jin Daya asked with deep concern.
It should be known that although Jin Daya had made quite a lot of money over the years and kept several mistresses, he only had this one heir, and now he truly feared that Ding Fan's heavy fists had crippled his son.
While holding the Tattooed Man, Jin Daya even made a point of checking to see if his son's genitals were still there, and it wasn't until he was sure they were that he could let go of his heart-wrenching worry.
"Dad, help get even with that asshole..." Filled with his mouth missing teeth, the Tattooed Man managed to get the words out clearly.
"Are you tired of living..." Jin Daya, shaking with anger, smacked the Tattooed Man on the head. "The person you provoked is not soone we can afford to ss with. Even if he beat you up, if he had killed you today, we wouldn't be able to do anything about it."
The Tattooed Man, already beaten to a pulp, wailed in pain from Jin Daya's slap.
Jin Daya, frustrated at the lack of wisdom, advised, "Next ti you want to show off, make sure you pick the right person. There are many in Yanjing we can't afford to provoke... do you understand?"
The Tattooed Man nodded, still moaning in pain.
Only then did Jin Daya look up in the direction where Ding Fan had disappeared, feeling a surge of relief that he had shown rcy to the Tattooed Man...
Powerful people, indeed!
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After Ding Fan had beaten the Tattooed Man, the frustration in his chest had cleared up quite a bit. At that mont, for so reason, he felt like having a drink. Drinking alone didn't appeal to him at all, and Ding Fan thought of finding so company.
Checking the ti, it was already around eight or nine in the evening. Ding Fan recalled everyone he knew in Yanjing.
But he could only get halfway through the list before he couldn't continue.
Although Ding Fan hadn't been in Yanjing for long, he had t quite a few people. To his astonishnt, he found that almost everyone he knew was a woman, and almost all of them were stunningly beautiful.
Now that the night had fallen, a man seeking a woman out for a drink at this hour might lead to mistaken intentions.
Ding Fan pondered for a mont, then imdiately thought of a person—Cheng Bufan, his sworn elder brother.
Having decided to visit Cheng Bufan, Ding Fan didn't want to waste any more ti and imdiately hailed a taxi.
After giving the address to the taxi, it set off at once.
It took about fifteen minutes by car to reach Liuli Factory.
Since Cheng Bufan had said he lived above his shop, Ding Fan went straight there.
After paying the fare and getting out of the taxi, standing outside Cheng Bufan's antique store, Ding Fan saw lights on in the house where Cheng Bufan lived, suggesting that he should be ho at this ti.
Ding Fan sent out his Divine Sense. But after scanning the room with his Divine Sense, Ding Fan was stunned to find that there seed to be quite a few people inside, and all of them possessed significant cultivation.
Ding Fan pondered for a while, uncertain about who those people were and what they were doing in Cheng Bufan's room, and hesitated whether or not to enter.
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However, just as Ding Fan was still indecisive, a bright white light shot towards him directly.
Ding Fan was startled; he could clearly sense with his Divine Sense that the bright white light was emitted from a Magic Artifact.
Without any hesitation, Ding Fan couldn't afford to be careless, especially since he hadn't noticed anyone hiding in the direction from which the light beam had co. Just the fact that the person's stealthy movent technique had eluded his eyes ant the opponent was not weak.
Ding Fan quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the sneak attack of the light beam.
"Huh?" soone in the dark corner exclaid in surprise, evidently not expecting Ding Fan to dodge the light beam's sneak attack.
However, before the person could recover from their astonishnt, Ding Fan had already closed in on them.
Ding Fan's movents were incredibly fast. Monts before, he was avoiding the sneak attack of the light beam, and in the blink of an eye, he had shifted from evasion to attack, a terrifyingly swift transition!
At that mont, Ding Fan turned his right hand into a Hand Blade, slashing straight at the person hiding in the corner.
Although the person was stunned by Ding Fan's movent technique, they had so strength as well. As Ding Fan's Hand Blade slashed down, the person hurriedly darted to the side.
The person dodged, and Ding Fan's Hand Blade missed, splitting a Stone Lion in the corner in half…
Seeing this, the person was even more shocked.
To smash the Stone Lion into pieces with a palm strike was sothing that person could also do, but slicing the Stone Lion in half as cleanly as if cutting through tofu, and with such a smooth cut, was truly beyond belief.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... While the person was still in shock, Ding Fan had already pressed forward, and at the sa ti, he struck several Hand Blades in quick succession, forcing the person to retreat continuously.
In a panic, the person dodged left and right, barely avoiding the successive Hand Blades Ding Fan had slashed at them. However, by the end, the person was completely flustered, and just as they thought to continue evading Ding Fan's Hand Blades, Ding Fan had already placed a Hand Blade at their throat.
The person didn't dare to move rashly, and Ding Fan took control of them directly.
Now that the person was subdued, Ding Fan was able to see clearly that this person was actually a woman in the pri of her youth... with a proud face and a graceful figure, she could be considered above average in appearance…
"Who are you? Why are you hiding here..." Ding Fan said in a cold tone, devoid of any emotional color.
"If you want to kill, then kill. I will never betray my master..." the woman said, lifting her neck defiantly, clearly unafraid of death.
"Second Brother, don't misunderstand, she's one of our own..." Just then, the voice of Cheng Bufan ca from behind Ding Fan.
Without turning around, Ding Fan knew Cheng Bufan had arrived.
It was apparent that Cheng Bufan had co out to welco him after detecting his presence.
"Master..." Upon seeing Cheng Bufan, the young woman respectfully bowed to him.
Cheng Bufan ignored the woman beside him, following behind him were seven or eight won, none of whom looked weak, and approached Ding Fan. "Second Brother, is there sothing the matter? Why have you co at this ti?"
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oday, Cheng Bufan looked different from how he had in the past couple of days; Ding Fan observed that Cheng's complexion was off, and his ridian energy was sowhat disordered, indicating he had suffered so internal injuries.
"Big Brother, what happened to you?" Ding Fan asked with so confusion.
Because Cheng Bufan had always concealed his cultivation level, Ding Fan had never known exactly how strong it was. However, he had a feeling Cheng's cultivation must not be weak.
Given Cheng's current state, his opponent must not be weak either.
"Let's talk inside the shop," said Cheng Bufan.
Ding Fan had no objections and followed Cheng into the shop, where it was brightly lit.
Once they reached the reception hall, Ding Fan realized that it wasn't just Cheng Bufan present; a stunningly beautiful woman was sitting there, looking sowhat impatient.
The woman appeared to be around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. Her beauty was such that words like "shaming the moon and embarrassing the flowers" or "causing the downfall of cities and states" seed insufficient to describe her.
Yet despite being such a ravishing beauty, her eyebrows were filled with arrogance, and she had an imperious air as if she thought herself unbeatable.
"Cheng Bufan, who is this person?" The exceptional woman glanced at Ding Fan and asked Cheng Bufan with so puzzlent.
"This man is my sworn brother, Ding Fan," Cheng Bufan said indifferently from the side.
"Sworn brother? Him?" the exceptional beauty asked disdainfully.
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