"What do you mean?"

Fan Yuanxiong frowned, not understanding what Lin Li was trying to say.

"In your eyes, I am a henchman waiting to be sold for the highest bidder."

Lin Li looked at him with disdain and said bluntly, "But in my eyes... your Fan family is nothing but a bunch of ants."

"You can't give me what I want because the power you possess is worthless in my eyes."

"Ants?!"

These two words thoroughly enraged Fan Yuanxiong and also angered Jiang Kuan, who was rubbing his hands together in frustration.

"Arrogant Chinese martial artists!"

Jiang Kuan suddenly took a step forward, his bones cracking, and a fierce killing intent swept over us.

He pointed at Lin Li's nose and cursed in broken Chinese, "Who do you think you are? Daring to call the Fan family ants?!"

"I am a descendant of the ancient martial arts of Yue Kingdom. In the underground boxing world of Southeast Asia, countless people have died at my hands!"

Jiang Kuan looked arrogant, his face full of contempt for Chinese martial arts.

"Your Chinese martial arts are nothing but fancy moves, a dance for show! I've killed three so-called Chinese masters; they were as fragile as paper, utterly vulnerable!"

"You don't even deserve to be called a master! Before me, you are nothing but an ant!"

Lin Li's eyes instantly turned cold, and he repeated, "You're saying that Chinese martial arts are just fancy moves?"

"Isn't that right?"

Jiang Kuan sneered, "Today, I'll show you what real killing techniques are!"

After he finished speaking, he moved.

Jiang Kuan, as expected of a master of underground boxing, possessed explosive power. He suddenly shot out, striking Lin Li's temples with both elbows while simultaneously raising his knees and slamming them into Lin Li's chest.

This is an extremely vicious combination of knee and elbow strikes in Muay Thai, each strike potentially fatal!

Snapped!

A loud slap echoed throughout the room.

Jiang Kuan's fierce attack was instantly interrupted, and he was sent flying, several bloody teeth flying out.

"you……"

Jiang Kuan was stunned by the beating and stared at Lin Li in disbelief.

"Too slow, too weak."

Lin Li withdrew his hand and said calmly, "You can't even withstand one slap from me, and you dare to talk about martial arts?"

"Ah!!! I'm going to kill you!"

Jiang Kuan felt humiliated, let out a roar, and charged forward again.

This time, he unleashed a series of sweeping kicks.

His legs, specially trained to be strong enough to break steel pipes, were now kicking wildly at Lin Li's head, waist, and legs.

"waste."

Lin Li dodged continuously, sneering, "Let me show you what Chinese martial arts are all about."

He suddenly stopped and instead of retreating, he advanced, unleashing a simple and direct front kick!

Click!

The kick landed directly on Jiang Kuan's right knee joint.

"ah--"

Jiang Kuan couldn't help but let out a scream as his right leg snapped backward, causing him to lose his balance and stumble backward.

But it's not over yet.

Lin Li turned around and delivered a left whip kick.

boom!

Jiang Kuan's jaw was smashed, and he was kicked two meters into the air, spitting blood from his mouth!

Lin Li looked at the man lying on the ground convulsing and said softly, "Remember this well, who is the real trash."

After saying that, he suddenly stomped down.

Click! Click! Click!

Three crisp sounds in succession.

Jiang Kuan suffered comminuted fractures in the joints of his left knee, left elbow, and right elbow!

"Ugh... ugh..."

Jiang Kuan was in so much pain that his eyes felt like they were about to pop out, but because his jaw was shattered, he could only let out muffled whimpers.

He's completely ruined.

From now on, let alone boxing, even standing up and walking will become a luxury.

Lin Li said coldly, "This is your punishment for insulting Chinese martial artists."

"You, you..."

Fan Yuanxiong's legs trembled uncontrollably as he looked at Jiang Kuan's miserable state: "How dare you?!"

He wanted to say something, but Lin Li's glare made him swallow his words.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Li raised an eyebrow, deliberately threatening, "Does President Fan also want to give it a try?"

"I...you bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"

Fan Yuanxiong roared and charged forward, only to be kicked away by Lin Li, rolling several times before stopping.

Fan Zhonghui looked at the man walking towards her and lost her composure, subconsciously taking a few steps back.

"You want to... ah!"

Lin Li suddenly reached out and grabbed Fan Zhonghui by the neck, lifting her up with one hand.

"Well……"

Fan Zhonghui gripped Lin Li's wrists with both hands, her feet off the ground, struggling desperately, her face flushed red from suffocation.

Lin Li looked at her and said coldly, "Miss Fan, I'm not sparing your lives because I'm afraid of the power of your Fan family."

His fingers tightened slightly as he looked at the fear in Fan Zhonghui's eyes and said, word by word, "In my eyes, you are no different from the trash on the street."

After saying that, Lin Li released the woman in his arms.

Fan Zhonghui clutched her neck and hurriedly took a few steps back, her voice suddenly softening: "Mr. Lin, we were very rude just now."

"After all, some things are beyond my control alone..."

As she spoke, she actually took a very bold half-step closer to Lin Li.

"Stop with your act."

Lin Li glanced at Fan Zhonghui and said, "You don't seem like someone who can't make decisions."

"I'm warning you, if you dare to touch anyone around me again, or try to use these underhanded tactics against me again..."

He pointed to Jiang Kuan, who was still lying on the ground, and his tone turned sinister: "His fate will be your fate."

"Lin Li! Don't be so arrogant!"

Upon hearing this blatant threat, Fan Yuanxiong's expression turned somewhat ferocious. "You really think that just because you've beaten a few people, you can ride roughshod over the Fan family?"

"I'm telling you, as long as I..."

"Shut up!"

Fan Zhonghui suddenly shouted coldly, interrupting her brother's impotent rage.

Fan Yuanxiong glared at his younger sister, but after a few seconds he swallowed his anger and stared at Lin Li with venomous eyes.

Although he was unwilling, he knew that he really couldn't do anything to Lin Li right now!

Let's be frank and open with each other.

Fan Zhonghui rubbed her still sore neck and looked at Lin Li, saying, "I was polite to you just now not because I was afraid of you, but simply because I value your abilities."

"Someone as skilled, intelligent, and loyal as you is truly a talented individual."

Lin Li's expression remained unchanged despite the flattery.

"However, if talented people cannot be used for our purposes, then they become a hidden danger."

Fan Zhonghui's eyes suddenly sharpened. "Lin Li, if I don't let you leave, do you really think you can walk out of this brick factory today?"

"Oh? Miss Fan, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Feel free to use them."

"You think I'd stand here unprepared to negotiate with you?"

Fan Zhonghui chuckled lightly, her face full of confidence: "There's also a top-notch sniper lying in ambush here."

"The M16 modified rifle in his hand is equipped with armor-piercing rounds, which can blow your head off in an instant."

She stared into Lin Li's eyes, trying to see fear or panic on his face.

"So, Mr. Lin, can we now properly discuss the cooperation?"

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