Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

Seeing that Hao Jianhua was still indulging in his love, the man pulled him in front of him.

"Go to hell, can't you watch your step when you're out having fun?"

The fat man glared at Hao Jianhua with great dissatisfaction and started cursing at him.

Those leather shoes he was wearing were the latest style, costing tens of thousands of yuan a pair.

I wore this out today to make a good impression.

To everyone's surprise, Hao Jianhua stepped on it and left a mark.

"Dude, if you can't speak properly, you should sew your mouth back up. Am I going to stomp on a piece of your flesh or something?"

Hao Jianhua shoved the fat man away.

He wasn't someone to be trifled with either; he had only apologized promptly for accidentally bumping into the other person, which was already considered maintaining basic courtesy.

Unexpectedly, the man was so petty and wouldn't let go of him.

"Poor kid, you come here to try and steal a few coins from my pocket, don't you?"

"You don't even know who I am in this world. I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

The fat man clenched his fists and stared intently at Hao Jianhua.

He then picked up the teacup on the table and splashed it violently at Hao Jianhua.

As Hao Jianhua retreated, he even attempted to injure him.

Hao Jianhua was no pushover either, and he struck first, delivering a heavy punch to the fat man, knocking him instantly to the sofa.

"I'm a trained martial artist, after all. How dare you, a lowlife, humiliate me!"

Hao Jianhua wiped his mouth and quickly assumed a defensive posture.

The fat man, a regular at bars, was furious at losing face in public today and charged straight at Hao Jianhua, where they began to fight.

"Go to hell! You'll always be a grandson in front of me. You've only been here once and you already want to act tough at the bar? You've got some nerve!"

The fat man clung tightly to Hao Jianhua.

Because of his clumsy movements, he could only try to overpower his opponent by relying on his weight advantage.

He did his best to pin Hao Jianhua down, taking the opportunity to retaliate.

Hao Jianhua's cheeks turned red from holding back. Remembering the grappling techniques he had learned in the team, he didn't hold back and attacked.

He reached directly into the fat man's crotch.

The two rolled around and fought in the bar.

The other guests noticed the commotion and gathered around to watch.

"Wow, what a great day! I didn't expect to see a fight right away. Let's get started!"

"Give him a roundhouse kick and take him down! Don't hesitate, counter-kick him!"

The crowd applauded and cheered, taking it all as an impromptu performance arranged by the bar, and watched with great enthusiasm.

The women swaying in the dance floor instinctively stepped aside and found a safe corner to hide in.

"You bastard, you're unlucky to have run into me today! I'll wring your head off, or I'll still be the tyrant of this area!"

As more and more people gathered around, the fat man, in an attempt to save face in front of everyone, uttered arrogant words.

He deliberately pressed his body against Hao Jianhua, whose cheeks turned red as he lay on the sofa.

"If I don't beat you to a pulp today, I'll crawl out of this bar on my knees!"

Hao Jianhua leaped up and slammed the fat man hard onto the coffee table.

He picked up a nearby bottle and smashed it over the fat man's head.

But remembering some of the team's rules, Hao Jianhua suddenly stopped using his strength the moment he struck.

He poured all the ice wine from the bottle onto the fat man's head, making the man shiver with cold.

Such a wonderful "performance" made everyone even more excited, and they quickly applauded and cheered for Hao Jianhua, shouting loudly.

"Good job! Give him a good beating, beat him until he's crawling on the ground looking for his teeth!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something first, and others followed suit.

The fat man often bullies people at the bar.

It's truly gratifying to see someone stepping forward to rectify this situation today.

The commotion at the bar grew louder and louder.

Lin Beichen, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, sensed something was wrong. He vaguely heard Hao Jianhua's voice and hurriedly went over to check.

When Lin Beichen and the other two arrived, Hao Jianhua was already entangled with the fat man again.

The two locked each other's necks with their legs, like twisted ropes.

"What are you doing? We came to a bar to have some fun, why did you have to fight like this? Get out of there!"

Lin Beichen stepped forward and forcefully pulled Hao Jianhua away.

Seeing this, Song Xiangdong quickly dragged the fat man out with Zhao Tian.

It took the three of them a lot of effort to separate the two guys.

Hao Jianhua stood with his hands on his hips, panting heavily.

The fat man's face was extremely ugly, already turning a deep liver color.

Did he bully you?

Lin Beichen straightened Hao Jianhua's clothes and asked him with concern.

He knew Hao Jianhua's temperament well.

Although this kid is easily angered, he would never deliberately cause trouble.

If a physical altercation occurs with a stranger in a public place like a bar, there must be some misunderstanding involved.

“I accidentally stepped on his foot and apologized afterwards, but he still wouldn’t let it go and even tried to hit me.”

"None of you get involved in this today. I guarantee I'll beat him until he kneels down and begs for his life!"

Hao Jianhua loosened his tie, yanked it off, and threw it onto the sofa next to him, glaring fiercely at the fat man.

He originally only wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but under the fat man's constant provocations and entanglements, Hao Jianhua had given up on that idea—he now only wanted to completely trample the other man under his feet.

"This……"

Song Xiangdong spread his hands, looking at Lin Beichen with some difficulty.

Zhao Tian was at a loss for what to do.

Before they arrived, Lin Beichen had specifically instructed the three of them not to cause trouble outside.

Now that Hao Jianhua has caused such a mess, attracting everyone's attention, it may be difficult to salvage the situation if it is not handled properly.

Lin Beichen didn't speak, but took a few steps back.

Song Xiangdong and Zhao Tian quickly followed behind Lin Beichen, understanding the meaning in Lin Beichen's eyes.

The crowd parted to create an open space, clearing a path for Hao Jianhua to fight the fat man.

"Take this kick! I'm going to kick all the leftovers you ate last night out of the house!"

Hao Jianhua leaped up from the sofa and kicked the fat man in the stomach.

The thick layer of fat on the fat man's belly was no joke; it easily caught the kick.

The two clashed again.

Hao Jianhua had drunk quite a bit of alcohol, and under its influence, he was dizzy and disoriented.

After several rounds, Hao Jianhua took several punches, and the corner of his mouth was split open.

Lin Beichen was nervous, and his attention was completely focused on Hao Jianhua.

Seeing that the fat man was relentless, Lin Beichen was worried that Hao Jianhua would get hurt again, so he quickly stepped forward and rescued him.

"You rascal, there's a limit to your antics! Do you want to reopen your old injury?"

Lin Beichen shielded Hao Jianhua behind him.

Upon seeing this, Song Xiangdong quickly stepped forward to check Hao Jianhua's body. The fat man had used heavy force, and Hao Jianhua's exposed skin already showed purplish-blue marks, exactly the same as it had a few days ago.

"Let me go! I don't need your protection! I've got plenty of skills to take down this little bastard! Get out of my way!"

Hao Jianhua kept muttering to himself.

Having drunk too much alcohol, he felt lightheaded.

Out of pride, Hao Jianhua snapped at Lin Beichen—he didn't want to lose face in front of the group.

"Take him away. Don't let him cause trouble here. He's a disgrace."

Lin Beichen waved his hand, and Song Xiangdong helped Hao Jianhua walk out.

The fat man blocked their way.

"A bunch of trash, what kind of skill is it to gang up on the few? If you're really good at fighting, then come at me head-on!"

The fat man stared at Lin Beichen with disdain and spoke provocatively.

Now that he had the upper hand, the fat man deliberately struck a majestic pose.

"A gentleman uses words, not fists. Why should I bother with a vulgar person like you? Step aside, and I can pretend this never happened."

Lin Beichen rolled his eyes at the fat man.

Lin Beichen didn't want to get too involved in the trouble caused by the bar incident.

Although the fat man was at fault first, Hao Jianhua also bears some responsibility in the end.

If this kid had been more discreet in public, he wouldn't have caused such a commotion today.

"Hey, you're not scared, are you? Judging from the way you talk to this guy, you must be his boss, right? Is this all you guys are capable of?"

The fat man spoke in a sarcastic tone, deliberately making sarcastic remarks.

After he knocked down Hao Jianhua, everyone in the bar applauded him.

At this moment, the fat man was immersed in the joy of victory, feeling that he was invincible.

"What are you hesitating for? If you're a man, go for it! Do you really want to watch him yell at you?"

"Damn, it's one thing for your apprentice to be so useless, but aren't you, as the master, going to step in and protect him?"

The people around them joined in the commotion.

These guys love watching a good show.

The fight between Hao Jianhua and the fat man had really ignited the atmosphere.

The onlookers were eager to see more fights.

"You brat, are you going to fight or not? Do you have to wait until I punch you in the head before you fight back?"

The fat man spoke impatiently, deliberately rubbing his hands together in front of Lin Beichen.

"You ill-mannered bastard! If you've got guts, come at me! Don't take it out on him! Get out of my way!"

Hao Jianhua forcefully broke free from Song Xiangdong's support and shouted at the fat man.

He always respected Lin Beichen.

Although they often get together and joke around, Hao Jianhua still wants to protect Lin Beichen when it matters.

He was unwilling to let Lin Beichen be humiliated in front of others because of him.

"Your master hasn't even spoken yet, so stop acting like a dog relying on his master's power!"

"You guys, if you're broke and have no power, don't come to this bar! Running into me is the worst luck you've ever had!"

The fat man raised his hand and delivered a resounding slap to Hao Jianhua's face.

Hao Jianhua was stunned by the beating and stared at the fat man in astonishment.

"You don't hit someone in the face, but you really have no bottom line! Get lost!"

Lin Beichen threw a punch—a punch with full force, causing the fat man to bleed from his nose and collapse to the ground unconscious.

Those around saw the blood and retreated in fright.

"Are you really going all out with him? Fighting is one thing, but if you kill him with one punch, who's going to take responsibility?"

The bar manager stumbled out from behind the counter.

Seeing the commotion here and how much fun the guests were having, the manager didn't get involved.

Now that he's heard someone died, the manager is terrified—he runs a small business and can't possibly bear such responsibility.

"Don't worry, this kid isn't dead. I knew my limits; this punch was just to teach him a lesson."

“I warn everyone here that no one is allowed to disrespect him.”

Lin Beichen smiled contemptuously, stepped on the fat man's stomach, and made a harsh statement to everyone in the bar.

Seeing these gossipy people who seemed to enjoy the drama, Lin Beichen was annoyed.

These days, the world is truly cold and indifferent; when you see a fight, there's not even anyone to break it up.

The manager stared at Lin Beichen in fear.

At that moment, the bar's security guards also gathered around.

Lin Beichen readily pulled out a large wad of banknotes and threw them on the counter.

"My brother broke your things, I'll pay for them. You're in charge of cleaning up the mess."

After saying this, Lin Beichen and Song Xiangdong helped Hao Jianhua leave the bar.

Lin Beichen's skills intimidated everyone in the bar, and the owner dared not investigate further, so the matter was eventually dropped.

The three of them helped Hao Jianhua to the hospital, where he was given a hangover remedy and his wounds were treated before they returned to their residence.

After a period of rest, Hao Jianhua appeared to be fine.

"We've finished our business and it's time to head back to camp. The leadership has sent several reminder messages."

Lin Beichen waved his phone screen and spoke to the three of them, specifically mentioning Hao Jianhua.

This guy has always been playful and has caused a lot of trouble outside. Now that he's going back to camp, we need to prepare in advance.

"This place is no fun at all, let's go back as soon as possible."

Hao Jianhua glared angrily at Lin Beichen.

Seeing that the boy had finally stopped thinking about sightseeing, Lin Beichen felt relieved and made arrangements for their departure.

The four returned to camp as quickly as possible.

Compared to the cities outside, the special forces' base appeared exceptionally quiet and solemn.

Looking at the ginkgo leaves covering the corridor, Song Xiangdong shivered.

Returning here, they will likely begin those hellish days again, with a militarized management system once more enveloping them.

"Hey, when did you guys get back? Why didn't you give me a heads-up?"

When his teammates saw someone they knew, they quickly went up to greet him.

They hadn't seen each other since Lin Beichen and his three companions went out on a mission. They rarely kept in touch, so this reunion of old friends was especially heartwarming.

"I just got back, thank you for your concern. I'll go report to my superiors first, and then come back to talk later."

Lin Beichen smiled and replied, then walked toward his superior's office after giving a brief explanation.

Having not seen his superior for so long, Lin Beichen couldn't help but feel a little nervous facing him again. Thinking of the trouble Hao Jianhua had caused outside, he coughed a few times.

"It's been a long time since you've been back. Tell me about it, what you've been through, and how you completed your mission?"

The superior, with his back to Lin Beichen, posed the question.

Watching the retreating figure in military uniform, Lin Beichen smiled. He had dealt with his superiors more than once and knew their temperament well. After calming himself down, he began to report in detail.

"After arriving in the unfamiliar city according to your instructions, we immediately began our investigation. We encountered danger several times during the process, but fortunately, we made many friends along the way."

As Lin Beichen recalled the past, the image of his boss involuntarily surfaced in his mind. He had met many strangers on this trip, but the one who left the deepest impression on him was his boss. That man appeared carefree and unrestrained on the surface, but in reality, he possessed profound wisdom and insight.

"Who did you encounter? What is their background? Did they know your true identities?"

The superiors continued to press for answers. (End of Chapter)