How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 61 At worst, I'll flip the table and chop them all up.

in the courtyard.

Lin Fan's breathing was steady and long, as if he were one with his surroundings.

He stretched out one hand and gripped the 60-pound iron rod, his arm as steady as a rock, without the slightest tremor.

Suddenly, he stomped forward with one foot, his waist and stance becoming one, his power rising from the ground, flowing through his waist and abdomen, into his arms, and finally condensing into the staff, which he then swung with a mighty swing.

call--!
The iron rod tore through the air, producing a dull and terrifying whistling sound.

The shadows of the sticks tumbled and rolled, densely packed.

Chop, sweep, flick, smash... each move is extremely simple, yet contains terrifying power.

The once quiet courtyard was instantly filled with this violent roar.

The stick whipped up dust from the ground, creating a miniature whirlwind.

Hearing the commotion, Song Qing walked out of the cell, leaned against the door, and looked at Lin Fan in the courtyard. Her eyes were filled with shock. Even though she had seen it many times, she still couldn't hide her shock.

"Is there really anyone in this world who can withstand this blow?" Song Qing murmured to himself.

Such a commotion could not have been heard by only Song Qing; the constables at the prefectural office also heard it and watched from afar.

Lin Fan's domineering and imposing figure, seemingly tireless, and the iron rod he wielded, were deeply imprinted in their eyes.

The domineering power carried by each blow did not strike the air, but rather struck their hearts with devastating force.

It trembled!

numb!

Surprised!

Some people's hearts began to waver. Was following Chen Bantou really the right choice?
Now, Chen Bantou's prestige has vanished. He has been publicly humiliated and suppressed by Lin Fan several times, and his prestige has long since plummeted and is no longer worth mentioning.

Their purpose in joining the police prefecture was nothing more than to pursue power. They were generally from well-off families, and even if they were just ordinary government employees who only received subsidies and had no salary, they still lived a comfortable life.

As for collecting protection money on the streets, it's simply to make them feel important and to instill a sense of awe in the people.

No one is born evil.

No one is born liking to be despised.

But power is like poison; it can easily make people lose themselves.

Chief Chen has a high reputation in the Security Bureau. Chief Song is no match for Chief Chen. Chief Chen is good at handling things and can navigate the rules with ease. Anyone who can handle things well can also be promoted by following Chief Chen.

of course.

At this moment, Lin Fan had no idea what they were thinking.

He was completely immersed in cultivation, the iron rod in his hand seemed to be integrated with his arm, and a hot current was flowing through his body, surging to his limbs and bones, making him feel very hot.

He didn't care how much his stick-fighting skills improved.

He only cared about the pleasure that this release brought.

He didn't care at all about the state of martial arts in this world; even the things displayed on the panel brought him unimaginable improvements.

I don’t know how long.

After finishing his cultivation, he opened his mouth and exhaled a wave of hot air. He then slammed the iron rod into the ground, leaving a dent.

Lin Fan glanced at the panel.

【Thousand-Pound Staff Technique (Beginner 501/1000)】

It can be said that the progress has been rapid.

This visible progress made him happy.

Lin Fan looked towards the guardhouse and saw Chief Song holding a teacup, leaning against the door, watching intently. He nodded to Lin Fan, then looked into the distance and saw a group of constables also watching.

As soon as his gaze fell away, the group of constables all scattered and left.

After regaining his senses, Song, the squad leader, gave him a thumbs up and said, "Amazing, absolutely amazing."

Lin Fan laughed and said, "It's just a little trick, please excuse my poor performance, boss."

Song Ban Tou was speechless. If this was a small trick, then what was a big trick?
At this moment, Xu Ming returned and came to Lin Fan, reporting, "Squad Leader Lin, everything has been taken care of."

"Hmm, you didn't run into any trouble, did you?"

"No, everything went well."

The answer was crisp and concise.

Xu Ming naturally wouldn't mention that he encountered some trouble, or rather, a slightly tricky situation. Liang Gui's elder brother and sister-in-law, upon realizing it was him, not Brother Lin, turned into stubborn mules, refusing to leave and even refusing to take the money. They threw a tantrum and acted like fools for a long time, forcing Xu Ming to take action directly. He even nearly cut off one of their fingers with a knife before they finally managed to obediently spit out the money.

Of course, there's no need to tell Brother Lin about these things.

All he needs to do is perfectly carry out what Brother Lin asked him to do.

The process is not important.

"Hmm, very good." Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction. The only people he could use right now were Xu Ming and Yang Ming. Fortunately, the brothers at the dock would also lend a helping hand, saving him a lot of effort when going out to do errands.

"You should rest for a while. Later, go to the prison and help Yang Ming interrogate Yuan Jiang."

Xu Ming said, "Boss, I don't need to rest. I'll go help him with the interrogation right now."

Seeing Xu Ming walk into the prison, Lin Fan smiled. Now that he was the head of the shift, he naturally didn't need to do everything himself. He just needed to keep an eye on the general direction. If they really couldn't handle something, that would be the time for him to step in personally.

Song Bantou exclaimed, "This kid is a man of action. If we nurture him well, he will achieve great things in the future."

"I also feel that way."

"By the way, now that you've arrested Yuan Jiang, Wang Xiao should take some action. But there's something you need to be careful about. When you went to arrest Yuan Jiang, I learned that Master Hu led his men out of the city. They're going on a long trip; they're probably going to find someone." Song Qing's eyes revealed worry.

He now understood that Clerk Li was on Lin Fan's side and didn't want to get involved in the Hu family's affairs. But in the end, the Hu family still had connections. By going up the chain of command, they could definitely find a superior and use that official position to force Lin Fan to release the people.

Based on his understanding of Lin Fan, he was incredibly stubborn and had a very unyielding temper; he probably wouldn't let him go.

He was genuinely afraid of a conflict.

"Oh? You've found someone." Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, then chuckled, his face showing no sign of tension. "Let him go find someone. I'd like to see which kind of deity he can summon."

Is Master Hu going to see a high-ranking official?

Or should we find an expert?

He was looking for a master.

Song Qing earnestly advised, "If it really comes to that, I hope you can be patient. After all, a higher rank can have a crushing effect, and some things can't be done the way you want."

"Endure? Endure my ass!"

Lin Fan's eyes widened, and his voice suddenly rose.

"If you really push me too far, I don't care who they are, I'll just flip the table, chop them all up, then dust myself off and leave. The world is big enough for me to just find a mountain to stay on, what can they do to me?"

They've already time-traveled and even have cheat codes, how can they put up with this?
I'm really going to have to put up with this.

Wouldn't it be a waste of time to wear it?

If we hang up, wouldn't our trip have been for nothing?

There's a saying that goes, "When you go abroad, you're not just representing yourself, but the face of your country."

If he could just swallow his anger, he would have to endure it.

Wouldn't that be a disgrace to the 1.4 billion people of our country?

If he can afford to lose face like this, his 1.4 billion compatriots would probably curse him to death.

He is doing what is in accordance with his conscience and has a clear conscience. Moreover, he believes that the chances of martial arts masters appearing in this world are very low, and they may not even be in the same space.

If—and he meant if—he was wrong and actually attracted a master who killed him, he would accept it. He might even be able to reincarnate after being killed.

Upon hearing this, Song Qing opened her mouth slightly, staring in astonishment at Lin Fan's serious expression.

For a moment, I had so much to say, but I didn't know how to begin.

"Look, you're acting impulsively again," Song Qing comforted him.

Just as Lin Fan was about to speak, a person appeared and asked, "Excuse me, is Chief Lin here?"

"I'm."

"Chief Lin, Clerk Li requests your presence at the residence, saying there is something to discuss."

"Okay, I got it. I'll go in a bit."

"Okay, then, Chief Lin, you're busy."

After the person left.

Foreman Song didn't continue the previous topic with Lin Fan, which was a bit disrespectful.

He should just take it as Lin Fan saying something in anger.

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