Battle for Northern Frontier: The game begins with the grassland woman buying him.

The two were sitting when suddenly a group of people walked in through the door. The leader was a big, burly man, followed by four or five strong men. They were all wearing the clothes of the Fierce Dragon Gang and looked very arrogant.

Lin Qingshan recognized the leader; he was called Chaotianshu, or Rat Master, but in reality, he was just a low-ranking henchman of Xiashanhu.

Those who make a living in this city are all big shots; they elevate their own status. Otherwise, how could they join the Fierce Dragon Gang?

When Rat saw Lin Qingshan, he let out a sneer.

As for Su Zhan, he ignored him, thinking that Su Zhan was probably just a small fry and not worth mentioning.

Rat Master swaggered over with his men to the table next to Lin Qingshan and Su Zhan and sat down, deliberately dragging the long bench around so loudly it made a jarring noise.

He glanced sideways at Lin Qingshan, speaking loudly as if afraid the others in the building wouldn't hear him.

"Oh ho ho, I wondered who was putting on airs here, it turns out to be our Steward Lin."

The Rat Lord spoke in a sarcastic tone, and the burly men behind him joined in the laughter.

"What's wrong, Manager Lin? Instead of staying in your courtyard to cultivate your character, you've come to this filthy place to observe the people's conditions? Or have you finally come to your senses and decided to return to your old ways to make some more money for our Fierce Dragon Gang?"

Lin Qingshan snorted coldly.

"Chaotianshu, this is my territory. I'll follow the rules. From now on, I'll only do legitimate business here. That's the rule set by the gang."

"Rules? Hahaha!" Rat Lord laughed wildly, slapping the table as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Rules are rules, but people are flexible. Lin Qingshan, don't try to intimidate me with your connections. Who do you think you are? A stray dog ​​from out of town who climbed up the ranks by relying on connections and a bit of luck, killing the cross-eyed guy. What do you know about rules?"

He stood up, pointed at Lin Qingshan's nose, and spat everywhere.

"Look at you! What have you done to the business that Brother Chicken left behind? It used to be a place where people sang and raked in money every night. Now look at it! It's as deserted as a graveyard. No customers come anymore. You've cut off the brothers' source of income and ruined the Fierce Dragon Gang's source of income. And you still keep talking about rules. Bah! I think you're a jinx, bringing all this filth into the place."

The more Rat Lord spoke, the more agitated he became, and his words became increasingly offensive.

"What? You've only been here a few days and you're already getting cocky? You really think you're something special? Let me tell you, in Stone City, in the Fierce Dragon Gang, if you don't have the ability, don't just sit there doing nothing. A piece of trash like you should go back to where you came from. You want to be a manager? Bah! You're not worthy!"

His men behind him also joined in the commotion, spewing profanities and some even spitting on Lin Qingshan and Su Zhan's table.

Lin Qingshan was furious; his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and veins bulged on his forehead.

These people have really gone too far today; he has to teach them a lesson.

But just as he was about to lash out, a steady, large hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Su Zhan remained quiet, slowly cracking sunflower seeds, as if he hadn't heard the foul language.

It wasn't until Rat slammed his hand on the table that he slowly raised his head. His eyes were very calm, without the slightest ripple, yet they sent a chill down Book Master's spine.

"Are you done talking?" Su Zhan's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the noise.

Rat Lord then noticed Su Zhan. He felt a little uneasy under Su Zhan's gaze. Although he didn't know Su Zhan, he wasn't afraid of him. He relied on the number of people behind him to put on a brave front.

"Who the hell do you think you are? I'm teaching Lin Qingshan a lesson, what right do you have to interrupt? Get lost if you know what's good for you!"

Su Zhan did not respond to his taunts, but slowly stood up, stretched his wrists and neck. He had been resting for so long that his body was a little out of balance. He looked at Lin Qingshan and asked calmly.

"Big brother, are these all you have?"

Lin Qingshan nodded.

"That's right."

"it is good."

Su Zhan responded and turned his gaze back to Rat Lord and his group.

"Do you think you can just trample on the rules of the Fierce Dragon Gang? Do you think this place is so chaotic and needs people like you to liven things up? Fine, then I'll follow the rules of the Green Dragon Gang and clean house for Vice Leader Bai."

"Clean house? You think you can do that?"

Grandpa Rat seemed to have heard an absurd joke, and he grinned maliciously.

"Brothers, loosen up this reckless brat and let him know who's the boss on the Dragon Gang's turf."

Rat suddenly grabbed the wine jug from the table and smashed it at Su Zhan. Several burly men behind him pounced on him like wolves, some throwing punches and others drawing short sticks and daggers from their waists. In an instant, the scene was filled with murderous intent, and the battle broke out.

Su Zhan also moved. His movements were as fast as a ghost. Facing the wine pot that was thrown at him, he simply turned his body slightly to the side. The wine pot flew past his clothes and smashed into the wall behind him.

At the same time, his left hand shot out like lightning and precisely grabbed the wrist of the burly man who was throwing a punch at the front.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the burly man's wrist bent in a bizarre posture.

The scream had barely escaped his throat when Su Zhan's right fist slammed into his armpit like a cannonball.

With another muffled thud, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, the burly man's screams abruptly ceased. He collapsed as if his soul had left his body, his left arm completely useless.

Without pausing, Su Zhan shifted his stance and instantly cut into the arms of a burly man wielding a stick.

The burly man felt a blur before his eyes, and then a sharp pain shot through his wrist as Su Zhan's fingers crushed his wrist bones like iron clamps. As the stick slipped from his hand, Su Zhan's elbow slammed into his heart like a heavy hammer.

The burly man's eyes bulged out, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He clutched his chest and collapsed to the ground, instantly losing his fighting ability.

The old man next to him was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected Su Zhan to be so fierce, crippling his two brothers in the blink of an eye.

Enraged, he pulled a dagger from behind his back and, howling, stabbed Su Zhan in the back.

This attack was swift and ruthless, making it difficult to resist.

But Su Zhan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Just as the dagger was about to pierce his body, he ducked down, not only dodging the fatal dagger but also getting to Rat Lord's side.

Rat felt a sudden tightening in his wrist holding the knife, a tremendous force came through, and with a clang, the dagger fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, a piercing pain came from behind his knee.

Su Zhan's foot was like a steel whip, sweeping hard across the outside of Rat Master's knee joint.

"Snap!"

A clear cracking sound rang out, and Rat let out a scream that sounded inhuman. His right leg bent outward at a terrifying angle, and he crashed heavily to the ground, clutching his broken leg and howling as he rolled around.

The other two henchmen who rushed forward were so frightened by Su Zhan's thunderous actions that they froze in their tracks.

Su Zhan wouldn't give them a chance. He pushed off with his feet and instantly closed in on one of them. With his right hand, his fingers were like a knife, and he quickly stabbed below the man's shoulder blade. The man felt half of his body go numb instantly, and his right hand was also grabbed by Su Zhan. With a shake and a twist, Su Zhan dislocated the man's shoulder joint with a crack.