What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

Lin Chang'an saw Chen Haochong coming over again and slowly called out to those around him.

"Everyone saw it clearly, he stabbed me first!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Hao's knife was already in front of him again.

Lin Chang'an sighed, raised his hand to block Chen Hao's arm, pushed up with his knee, and at the same time punched Chen Hao hard under the armpit.

Chen Hao immediately let out a scream, his entire arm went limp instantly, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he was thrown to the ground along with it.

"Lin Chang'an, I'll fuck your mother!"

Chen Hao got up and immediately went to pick up the knife from the ground.

Several people from Pubei wanted to come up and stop him, but seeing Chen Hao's crazy appearance, they all shrank back, afraid of being accidentally hurt by him.

Lin Chang'an stepped forward and delivered another flying kick, accurately knocking the man to the ground.

Then he stepped on him, pinning him to the ground so he couldn't move.

It was exactly the same way Chen Hao trampled the shopkeepers under his feet during the earlier melee.

"Lin Chang'an, what are you doing!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "We're all brothers from Pubei, how can you help outsiders fight against your own people?"

"That's right, Lin Chang'an, are you out of your mind? Why don't you hit outsiders?"

Lin Chang'an glanced at the person who had spoken, but before he could say anything, someone around him had already spoken up to refute him.

"Are you fucking blind? Chen Hao was about to stab someone to death, and if Chang'an hadn't stopped him, someone might have died today!"

"Exactly! Chen Hao is so underhanded. If you can't beat someone, you resort to violence. If you can't handle the game, don't play it!"

"Still calling himself one of our own? When he was slashing Chang'an with that knife, why didn't he think of himself as one of our own?"

Discussions arose one after another, but the vast majority sided with Lin Chang'an.

Chen Hao lay on the ground, listening to the surrounding chatter, his face flushed red with shame and anger: "Lin Chang'an, if you have the guts, let me go!"

"He's a fucking mad dog." Lin Chang'an shook his head speechlessly, loosening his grip slightly.

Chen Hao thought he had a chance and struggled to get up.

When Lin Chang'an reached into his pocket, he realized his lighter was gone. He turned and shouted, "Xiao Wu, give me a light!"

Guo Xiaowu watched his buddy show off the whole time and was already extremely proud of himself, even happier than if he had won the fight himself.

He immediately pulled out a lighter and tossed it over: "Catch Chang'an."

Lin Chang'an caught the lighter, lit the cigarette in his mouth with a "click," took a drag, and exhaled a long breath.

He then bent down, picked up the knife from the ground, and slapped Chen Hao's face with the back of the blade: "Do you really enjoy stabbing people?"

Chen Hao was still cursing under his breath, wishing he could curse Lin Chang'an's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Lin Chang'an ignored him and continued speaking to himself.

"How about I let you experience what it feels like to be stabbed?"

As Lin Chang'an spoke, he turned to look at the shopkeeper next to him, handed him the knife, and said.

"He was the one who beat you the worst just now. Anyone want to stab him? Here, grab a knife."

"Lin Chang'an, are you fucking insane?"

The people in Pubei panicked immediately. "Chen Hao is wrong, but you can't do this!"

Lin Chang'an glanced at it, completely ignoring it, and handed the knife to Jiang Wen again:

"He probably tried to stab you quite a bit during the brawl, didn't he? Come on, stab him a couple of times, and we'll call it even."

Jiang Wen's face turned pale as he looked at Lin Chang'an's serious expression, and he took a step back.

If it comes to resorting to dirty tricks in fights, he's willing to.

But if you actually asked him to stab someone one-on-one with a knife, he would be terrified.

"Take it."

Lin Chang'an shoved the knife into his hand, "I'll help you hold him down, I guarantee he can't move."

"Lin Chang'an, are you fucking crazy?!" Chen Hao was truly terrified now and struggled to get up.

"What? You're allowed to stab others, but it's not okay for others to stab you?"

Lin Chang'an raised an eyebrow, then turned to the other shopkeepers, "What about you? Are you going to try it or not? Opportunities like this don't come around often."

Those who had left the shop fell silent, not one of them responding.

Seeing this, Lin Chang'an sighed and put the knife away: "Such a good opportunity, you're not going to stab me, are you? Fine, then I'll do it."

As he spoke, he twirled the knife in his hand with a beautiful flourish, slowly bringing it closer to Chen Hao's face.

"You have such a foul mouth. Should I poke your mouth so you can't speak, or gouge out your eyes?"

The blade dangled in front of Chen Hao's eyes, and he could clearly see his own distorted face on the blade. He was so frightened that he trembled all over, and all his arrogance from before vanished.

Those around were terrified. "Chang'an, we're all on the same side, don't act rashly!"

Lin Chang'an glanced at the man, his eyes icy cold.

The man wilted instantly after being looked at like that, and dared not utter another word.

Lin Chang'an raised his knee and slammed it into Chen Hao's lower back, while pressing down on Chen Hao's head with one hand, exposing his right eye.

"Fine, I'll choose for you. I'll pick the eye-catching ones, at least I'll leave you one, right?"

With a swift movement, he plunged the knife into Chen Hao's eye!

"Chang'an, I was wrong!"

Chen Hao was truly terrified now. He closed his eyes tightly and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

With a "thud," the blade plunged deep into the ground along his cheek.

The blade made a shallow cut on his face, from which blood seeped out.

Lin Chang'an stood up and spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth.

Chen Hao was completely numb and lay there motionless.

The people around him turned pale with fright, and their gazes toward Lin Chang'an changed.

Is this guy even human? He's a complete madman!

Just then, the sound of police sirens suddenly came from afar, growing louder and louder as they approached.

"Holy crap! The police are here! Run!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd instantly turned into chaos, turning and running in all directions, but a large portion of them were still stopped by the police who arrived at the scene.

Lin Chang'an knew that these people would act recklessly when they got into trouble, and he wasn't sure he could stop them.

If he can't be stopped, then the police are his insurance plan.

Lin Chang'an watched these people flee in a panic, stood still, yawned, and looked completely indifferent.

A dozen or so police officers quickly surrounded the scene and brought it under control.

Guo Xiaowu and the others then realized why Lin Chang'an hadn't let them make a move.

Chang'an is awesome! He even knows when the police are coming!

Lin Chang'an, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, glanced at a group of policemen, his gaze suddenly landing on one person, and he froze.

In the crowd, a pretty figure in a police uniform stood out.

A young policewoman stood there and also saw Lin Chang'an.

The policewoman's eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions: surprise, doubt, helplessness, disappointment, and a few other indescribable feelings.

Lin Chang'an was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, grinned at the policewoman, and raised his hand to greet her.

The policewoman just gave him a cold look and turned away, ignoring him.

Guo Xiaowu leaned closer to Lin Chang'an and whispered, "Chang'an, do you know that female cop?"

Lin Chang'an raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, saying irritably.

"What female cop? She was my first love."