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

He was just a small figure who helped others to look after the place. In the eyes of the real boss, he was just a rag that could be discarded at any time. He knew very well that Qian Zihao's identity and status were beyond his reach. If Qian Zihao really wanted to deal with him, he would have no room to resist.

"Mr. Qian, please listen to me." Chen Yu gritted his teeth and glanced at Lin Beichen before saying, "I saw this person riding in Mr. Chen's car before. You have such a good relationship with Mr. Chen. Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Which Mr. Chen?" Qian Zihao sneered, "Chen Sheng from the Chen Group?" Before he finished speaking, he kicked Chen Yu to the ground, "Do I need to give him face?"

Chen Yu lay prone on the ground, crawled in front of Qian Zihao, and begged, "Mr. Qian, I'm also afraid of causing you trouble." However, Qian Zihao didn't listen to his explanation at all, and kicked him again, "Just because this kid knows Chen Sheng, he can cause me trouble? What a joke!"

Although Qian Zihao looked down on Chen Sheng on the surface, he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant in his heart. He dared to touch Chen Yuanyuan in front of so many people because he had made up his mind to go to the Chen family to propose marriage. But if he offended Chen Sheng to death, would his plan still be successful?
However, this hesitation did not last long and was overwhelmed by the anger in his heart, "Even if the Jade Emperor comes today, I will kill you!" He looked at Lin Beichen fiercely, his eyes full of murderous intent.

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At the same time, in a golf course outside Hong Kong City, Chen Sheng was gesturing with a golf club when suddenly one of his men came trotting over and whispered something to him.

Chen Sheng frowned slightly, put down his golf club and looked at the person who came. "Really?"

He asked but waved his hand without showing too much concern, "We don't need to warn him. The boy has the Soldier King protecting him in secret and he won't be able to cause any trouble."

In the VIP box of Haojing Bar, a young man was roaring at the mobile phone in frustration, "What did you say? Qian Shao was beaten? Which bastard dares to do this?" He pushed the door open and walked out, but did not notice that a group of strong men with electric batons were standing outside the door.

These strong men immediately surrounded the young man after he appeared, but when they rushed towards Lin Beichen, something unexpected happened.

"Bang, bang, bang!" After a series of muffled sounds, more than a dozen strong men fell to the ground one after another like dumplings.

They were lying on the ground, holding their stomachs, touching their legs and screaming, looking extremely miserable.

Lin Beichen stood there without moving at all, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

This disparity in strength shocked and amazed everyone. They couldn't understand why this seemingly ordinary young man possessed such terrifying strength.

Everyone was stunned, looking at the scene before them, they could hardly believe their eyes.

More than a dozen strong men were easily knocked to the ground by Lin Beichen, and wailing sounds came one after another. Such strength was really too amazing.

Qian Zihao's heart tightened. He took two steps back, leaning against the tree trunk to barely stand, his eyes fixed on Lin Beichen.

He swallowed and asked with difficulty: "You, who are you?"

With such strength, it is impossible for someone to remain unknown.

A terrible thought even flashed through his mind: Could it be that this kid was specially hired by the Chen family to deal with him?

At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded, and a large G-Class came speeding over, drifting around the corner and stopping steadily in front of everyone.

The car door opened, and a tall young man with a slicked-back hair got out first, followed by a man with a flat head wearing a white shirt and a smile on his face.

Although the flat-headed man did not look impressive, when he approached, everyone felt an inexplicable fear, as if they were being stared at by a wild wolf.

The man with the flat head is none other than Zhang Heming, the double-flowered red stick who once stirred up the underworld in Hong Kong.

When Qian Zihao saw Zhang Heming, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He hurried over and after exchanging a few words with Chen Feng, he could not wait to point at Lin Beichen and said, "He Ming, this is the guy. Beat him to death, regardless of whether he lives or dies."

Seeing this, Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly stepped forward and tried to stop the fight. She raised her hand and slapped Chen Feng, shouting angrily: "Get out of here! My last name is Chen, Chen Sheng is my brother, are you sure you want to go against me?"

However, her words did not have much effect. Chen Feng and Qian Zihao looked at each other and chose to ignore her threat.

Qian Zihao sneered and said to Chen Yuanyuan: "Do you think you can scare us by bringing up Chen Sheng? Let me tell you, even if the king of heaven comes today, he can't save you." As he said that, he looked at Zhang Heming, signaling him to act quickly.

Zhang Heming nodded and walked slowly to Lin Beichen. He looked Lin Beichen up and down and grinned, "Boy, you are pretty good. You can beat so many people by yourself. Unfortunately, you met me." As he said that, he clenched his fist and smashed it hard on Lin Beichen's forehead.

However, facing Zhang Heming's fierce attack, Lin Beichen seemed unusually calm.

He slightly turned his body to avoid Zhang Heming's fist, and then punched Zhang Heming in the chest with his backhand. With a loud "bang", Zhang Heming flew out as if he was hit by a cannonball and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone was stunned. They looked at Zhang Heming lying on the ground and Lin Beichen who remained calm, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief.

This seemingly ordinary young man actually has such terrifying strength that even Zhang Heming, the double-flowered red stick, is no match for him! This is really unbelievable!
Lin Beichen stood there calmly. Facing Zhang Heming's powerful punch, he did not seem to be panicked at all.

Such strength and power are truly worthy of the name of the Double Flower Red Stick and are truly amazing.

However, Chen Yuanyuan was sweating for Lin Beichen in her heart, for she was afraid that this sudden savior would die.

"This kid wouldn't really be beaten to death like this, right?" Chen Yuanyuan worried secretly.

Zhang Heming's fist was approaching Lin Beichen's forehead, and the strong murderous intent seemed to ignite the air.

However, at this critical moment, Lin Beichen suddenly stretched out his fist and met the attack in a seemingly nonchalant manner.

"How dare a rubbish like you act so arrogant in front of me?" Lin Beichen sneered, and his fist collided fiercely with Zhang Heming's fist.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, a strong airflow burst out from the place where the two fists intersected.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream was heard, but it was not from Lin Beichen, but from Zhang Heming.

Everyone looked in astonishment and saw that Zhang Heming's fist was twisted and deformed, and it was obvious that his bones were broken.

But Lin Beichen still stood there calmly, as if the previous attack was just a trivial matter to him.

Qian Zihao's originally arrogant smile was now frozen on his face, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

How is this possible? Zhang Heming was defeated by Lin Beichen with one punch?

However, what frightened him even more was that Lin Beichen was walking slowly towards him at this moment, and the coldness in his eyes made him shudder.

"You, what do you want to do?" Qian Zihao asked with a trembling voice. "What?" Lin Beichen sneered, "Weren't you very arrogant just now? Didn't you want to watch me get crushed to death bit by bit? What's wrong with you now? Are you scared?"

As he spoke, Lin Beichen grabbed Qian Zihao by the collar and lifted him up.

Qian Zihao felt that his breathing became difficult at this moment. He looked at Lin Beichen in horror, fearing that he would lose his life in the next second.

"Let me tell you, there are some people you can't afford to offend." Lin Beichen said coldly, "and I am one of them."

After saying that, he threw Qian Zihao to the ground, then turned and walked towards Chen Yuanyuan.

Chen Yuanyuan was completely shocked by Lin Beichen's strength at this moment. She stared at Lin Beichen blankly, as if she was looking at a mythical figure.

"Let's go." Lin Beichen said softly.

Chen Yuanyuan nodded and followed Lin Beichen obediently. She knew that from now on, this man would be her supporter and her savior.

Qian Zihao, Zhang Heming and others could only watch Lin Beichen and Chen Yuanyuan leave. Their hearts were filled with fear and unwillingness, but they were powerless to do anything.

Because they knew that the gap between themselves and Lin Beichen was so huge that they didn't even have the courage to catch up.

Lin Beichen took Chen Yuanyuan away from this place of trouble, and there were not many waves in his heart.

To him, this was just a small episode in his life.

However, he didn't know that this incident would cause a huge storm in Hong Kong City, and his name would also spread in Hong Kong City because of it.

In the following days, Lin Beichen's name swept across the entire port city like a hurricane.

No matter if he was a son of an aristocratic family or a street thug, he was well-known to everyone. His deeds were passed down as legends, and his strength was regarded as a myth. Those who had been his enemies could only hide in the corner and tremble, fearing that he would come to settle old scores.

Qian Zihao was like a drowned rat at this moment, with snot and tears mixed together, and his former arrogance was gone.

Faced with this sudden change, he was as helpless as a child and could only instinctively beg for mercy and beg to save his life.

There was dead silence all around. Dabolang and others looked at the scene in amazement, as if they were in a dream.

Just then, a black SUV came roaring in, breaking the stalemate.

The car door opened and a thin young man walked out hurriedly.

He glanced around and his face suddenly changed, becoming as gloomy as water.

When he saw Qian Zihao's miserable condition, a barely perceptible smile flashed across his eyes, but was quickly covered by anger.

"Fourth brother, who did this?" the thin young man roared, with murderous intent in his voice.

He hugged Qian Zihao tightly, showing a deep brotherly love.

However, Qian Zihao felt an unprecedented coldness in this warm embrace.

Qian Zihao exaggerated his experience and finally pointed at Lin Beichen with gritted teeth, "Second brother, it was this guy. Not only did he humiliate me, he also threatened to wipe out our entire Qian family."

Upon hearing this, the thin young man shot his eyes at Lin Beichen like knives.

However, after seeing Lin Beichen's face clearly, the anger on his face froze instantly, replaced by an indescribable complex expression.

He cursed in his heart, why would this idiot provoke this person?

At this moment, Dabolang and others also recognized the identity of the thin young man - Qian Zijie, the second son of the Qian family. They were terrified and knew how terrible this big man was.

However, the next scene made them even more stunned.

Qian Zijie suddenly turned around and punched Qian Zihao hard in the face.

The punch was so powerful that it knocked Qian Zihao unconscious.

Then, he started beating Qian Zihao violently again, leaving him covered in blood and flesh, a horrible sight.

"You bastard!" Qian Zijie roared, "Who told you to be disrespectful to Master Lin? I'll beat you to death, you blind idiot!"

As he spoke, he continued to beat Qian Zihao, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on this poor scapegoat.

Everyone was frightened by this sudden change and fell silent. Dabolang and other girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they were trembling.

They didn't understand why Qian Zijie would suddenly take such a heavy hand against Qian Zihao. It was simply beyond common sense.

However, what was even more unbelievable to them was that after beating Qian Zihao, Qian Zijie actually turned around and showed Lin Beichen a respectful smile, "Mr. Lin, I have taken care of this useless guy. I wonder if you are satisfied with this result?" His tone revealed a strong sense of humility and flattery, which was completely different from his previous ferocious appearance.

Except for the gentle breeze and the sound of people's heartbeats, there was silence all around. Dabolang and others opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen something incredible.

Chen Feng even slapped himself hard to confirm whether this was a dream.

Qian Zijie, the second son of the Qian family, actually beat up his own brother in public, and then apologized to a seemingly ordinary young man? This is simply ridiculous!
Everyone was full of doubts. Could it be that this young man had some hidden background?

Otherwise, how could Qian Zijie, who has always been ruthless, give in so easily?
"We haven't met before, have we?" Lin Beichen tilted his head and asked Qian Zijie after a brief thought, "How do you know me?"

Qian Zijie wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile, "I heard about your deeds from... from my father. You won glory for our country on the battlefield and you are a role model for our generation." His words were sincere, as if he really admired you from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Beichen seemed a little impatient, "Alright, alright, forget about the compliments."

Qian Zijie naturally didn't dare to say much and nodded quickly.

He secretly felt lucky that the old man had warned him in advance, telling him to stay away from this crowned figure who had just completed his mission. (End of this chapter)