After Mad Dragon was released from prison, I shocked the world!

"don't want!!!"

Mingxiao let out a scream.

The figure hanging at the top of the chimney suddenly lost its grip and plummeted from a height of more than 30 meters!

"Yan Bin!!!"

Mingxiao rushed over, trying to catch his son.

Lin Li's face darkened, and his gaze unconsciously followed the falling figure.

At that very moment, Fan Qiang, who had been keeping a close eye on Lin Li, made his move!

"Go to hell!"

His large hand, shaped like a claw, aimed straight for Lin Li's heart!

If that claw lands firmly, it could rip your heart out!

Lin Li's body reacted extremely quickly by instinct.

He slipped and his body suddenly slid backward half a meter.

Stab it!

Fan Qiang's sharp claws tore through Lin Li's clothes, leaving five bloody marks on his chest!

"what?"

Fan Qiang exclaimed in surprise, not expecting that his fatal blow had been dodged.

But he reacted quickly. When his first move missed, he immediately changed his tactics, continuously pounding Lin Li with both fists. His attack was extremely fierce, clearly showing that he was a master of hard qigong.

Lin Li kept dodging and using techniques to deflect Fan Qiang's attacks.

On the other side, there was a muffled "bang".

The figure that fell from the sky crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Mingxiao rushed over, his hands trembling as he lifted the man's tattered clothes, only to freeze in shock.

Underneath the clothes wasn't Ming Yanbin at all, but a mannequin made of wood and rags!

"Fake? Fake?"

Mingxiao collapsed to the ground, a mixture of relief and rage washing over him. He gasped for breath, "Beasts! You bunch of beasts!"

Hearing the noise, Lin Li glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and immediately understood.

Sleight of hand!

These people used dummies to distract him, creating an opportunity for Fan Qiang to launch a sneak attack!

"mean."

Lin Li snorted coldly.

"All warfare is based on deception!"

Fan Qiang suddenly took a step back, patted his chest smugly, and said, "Kid, you're quite capable to have dodged my sneak attack."

"However, this is the best you can do!"

He sneered, "My martial arts skills were trained at great expense by our master! To die by my hand is your honor!"

Lin Li stopped and looked at Fan Qiang, who had a proud expression on his face, and suddenly smiled.

"Don't you have any dignity?"

His expression turned somewhat pitying, "He regarded being a slave as an honor, and even took pride in it."

"You've even abandoned your own surname, are you even human? You're nothing but a groveling dog."

"You're asking for it!!!"

Fan Qiang's expression changed, and he roared, his muscles bulging: "I'll tear your mouth apart!"

After saying that, he charged at Lin Li again.

Lin Li's expression suddenly turned cold. He said, "Since you want to be a dog, then I'll break your legs!"

Just as Fan Qiang's fist was about to hit his face...

Lin Li suddenly took half a step forward, clenched his right fist, and with his middle finger knuckle protruding, struck Fan Qiang's chest acupoint with incredible speed!

boom!

Fan Qiangqian's body froze instantly, and the expression on his face turned somewhat frightened.

Click!

With a crisp crack, his proud hard qigong was shattered, and a large chunk of his sternum caved in!

"puff--"

Fan Qiang spat out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly flew backward, crashing at Fan Yuanxiong's feet, convulsing several times.

"How...how is this possible?"

Fan Qiang clutched his chest, staring at Lin Li in disbelief: "You...you actually broke my Golden Bell Shield..."

Fan Yuanxiong never expected that Fan Qiang couldn't even withstand a single move from Lin Li!

"waste!"

He cursed, then looked at Lin Li and laughed, "Lin Li, you are indeed very good at fighting. But..."

Fan Yuanxiong pointed at the more than three hundred workers around him, armed with weapons: "Can you take on one, ten, or three hundred?!"

"Go get him! Whoever kills him gets a million-dollar bounty!!!"

"Kill him!!!"

Upon hearing about the reward, more than three hundred workers immediately grabbed shovels and steel pipes and surrounded Lin Li.

In an instant, Lin Li's figure was swallowed up by the dark mass of people.

"Mr. Lin!"

Upon seeing this scene, Mingxiao immediately closed his eyes in despair.

It’s over.

Even if Lin Li were a grandmaster, he would definitely be chopped into mincemeat if he faced more than three hundred armed thugs!

"Woof! Woof woof!"

The fourth brother roared wildly on the periphery of the crowd, trying to rush in to save his master, but he was hit hard several times with a shovel and could only retreat unwillingly, looking for another opportunity.

boom!boom!

The two gunshots instantly drowned out all the shouts of battle.

The crowd that was originally heading towards the center froze.

In the center of the crowd, Lin Li stood with his arms outstretched, holding a black pistol in each hand, the muzzles of which emitted wisps of smoke.

At his feet, two of the most aggressive workers were clutching their thighs and groaning in pain, their blood staining the ground red.

"Everyone, stand back!"

Lin Li coldly looked at the crowd around him, the muzzle of his gun slowly moving: "I have less than twenty bullets left in these two guns."

"If anyone thinks they have too much time on their hands, feel free to come up and give it a try."

"Let's see if your shovels are faster, or my bullets are faster."

The workers seemed to glance at it; though they coveted the reward, they valued their lives even more.

Faced with the dark muzzle of a gun, no one dared to take another step forward. They all retreated in terror, forming a circle.

Fan Yuanxiong's expression turned somewhat grim upon seeing this scene.

"gun?!"

He stared at the gun in Lin Li's hand, gritting his teeth, "Lin Li! You, a martial arts master, actually use a gun?! Have you no shame?"

The man in the baseball cap chuckled softly, as if mocking Lin Li's "lack of martial ethics."

Lin Li scoffed at this.

"A martial arts master?"

He sneered, still pointing his gun at the crowd, "I'm here to rescue people, not to have a fight with you."

"If not with guns, are you supposed to be reformed with love?"

"Fan Yuanxiong, are you out of your mind?"

Fan Yuanxiong was momentarily speechless, but he quickly regained his composure and coldly snorted, "Lin Li, don't be so smug."

"Even if you have two guns, you only have twenty bullets. We have three hundred men! Once you run out of bullets, you'll still die!"

"Besides, do you dare to shoot and kill someone? If you do, even if I don't kill you, the authorities won't let you off the hook!"

"Yeah?"

Lin Li suddenly lowered the muzzle of his gun, but showed no intention of surrendering. Instead, he freed one hand and took out his phone from his pocket.

"Fan Yuanxiong, do you think that because the signal is blocked here, I can't make calls?"

Fan Yuanxiong was stunned, not expecting Lin Li to have discovered it. He laughed loudly, "Hahahaha! That's right! I've installed jammers all around here! You want to call for help? Dream on!"

"Lin Li, you're completely helpless now!"