Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

"Brother Li?"

One of Wang Xiaoli's underlings was actually intimidated by Tong Yao's imposing manner and asked in a low voice.

Wang Xiaoli, who was already being restrained, didn't care about anything else.

All he knew was that if he backed down today, he wouldn't be able to stay in this area tomorrow.

"Brothers, please invite these two ladies to my private room for a leisurely drink!"

Several of his henchmen immediately surrounded him and reached out to pull the two men away.

Just as Tong Yao was about to swing the bottle, a figure kicked towards her.

The people in front of them fell to the ground instantly.

"Why don't you try moving one of them?"

A voice rang out.

Wang Xiaoli then noticed a young man standing in front of him.

No, it just came flying over like that?

"Xiao Lin!"

Zhao Xueli was the first to react and pounced on him.

Tong Yao breathed a sigh of relief and put down the wine bottle in her hand.

"Who the hell are you?! Mind your own business!"

Wang Xiaoli was so intimidated by Lin Xuan's imposing aura that he took a half step back, but when he looked back and saw that the other party was only him, he regained some confidence.

"You'd better get lost, or I'll take care of you too!"

Lin Xuan completely ignored him, instead bending down to pat Zhao Xueli's head, and then glancing at Tong Yao:

"Are you alright?"

"No...it's nothing." As soon as Zhao Xueli saw Lin Xuan, she felt like she had found her pillar of support and clung to him tightly.

Tong Yao, standing to the side, shook her head, but continued to mutter curses, "Try moving forward one more time!"

Seeing Zhao Xueli in Lin Xuan's arms, Wang Xiaoli felt inexplicably resentful.

No, what makes this kid so special?

"You want to stand up for them? What's your relationship with them?"

"They are all my women!" Lin Xuan said calmly.

Dry!

This is infuriating!

They're all your women, how come you got to act all high and mighty?

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoli became furious: "Fine, let you pretend then. Guys, clear the area!"

Upon hearing this, a dozen or so henchmen began to disperse the crowd.

Within minutes, the once bustling bar was reduced to just two groups of people.

Moreover, Wang Xiaoli made a phone call midway through, showing that he was determined to save face today!

"let's go?"

Zhao Xueli had completely sobered up. She was timid, and seeing this scene, she tugged at Lin Xuan's arm and whispered something.

"I'm not leaving! It's just calling for reinforcements! I can do that too!"

Before Lin Xuan could speak, Tong Yao took out her phone and made a call as well.

Lin Xuan was completely baffled.

When this woman is drunk, she exudes an even more fierce aura.

"It's okay, I'm here." Lin Xuan could only comfort Zhao Xueli.

"Come on, kid, come out and try! You think you're so tough, huh? Let's see how many you can take on!"

Wang Xiaoli flexed his wrists, waved his hand, and several of his underlings came out.

"Apologize to them sincerely, and we'll let this matter drop," Lin Xuan said.

"What a joke! I'd apologize to them? Damn it, what a liar! Get them!"

Before Wang Xiaoli could finish speaking, one of his henchmen rushed forward.

Bang!

But less than a second later.

He was sent flying backwards.

It drew a perfect parabola in the air.

"Then you... asked for it."

Lin Xuan no longer hesitated and took the initiative.

He was incredibly fast; before his henchmen could react, everything went black.

I didn't feel any pain even after being punched.

He fainted immediately.

One of the henchmen circled behind Lin Xuan and swung a round chair at him.

But Lin Xuan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; he simply turned to the side and dodged it.

He quickly picked up a wine bottle from the side, turned around, and threw it.

It hit that person squarely on the head.

Another one has fallen!

Wang Xiaoli's smile faded as he watched his underlings collapse to the ground, heads down.

A sense of unease welled up inside him.

One minute later, the first five henchmen who came out all fell to the ground.

Clean and neat.

Lin Xuan did not stop, but continued walking towards Wang Xiaoli.

"You...you stay away! Wait...wait a minute! My brother's coming soon, if you dare touch me, he'll cripple you!"

Lin Xuan ignored him and glanced at the few underlings behind him.

Without any hesitation, the group all took off running, regardless of Wang Xiaoli's life or death.

"Come back! All of you, come back! No... my brother is really amazing, he... he's Superman!"

Lin Xuan was taken aback: "Superman?"

"Are you scared? He'll be here soon. If you don't believe me, just wait for him to arrive!"

As they were talking.

A figure walked in.

The newcomer was tall, nearly 1.9 meters, and wore a black tracksuit that he stretched taut despite the loose fabric.

Even without looking, you can tell he's a muscle monster!

His skin was dark, and his features actually bore a striking resemblance to Wang Xiaoli, about five or six points.

One was as thin as a monkey, the other as strong as an ox.

I don't know how it grew.

What caught Lin Xuan's attention the most was that his steps as he walked in were not only very steady, but also seemed to carry a certain peculiar feeling.

He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he just felt that this person was extraordinary!

Master!

This was Lin Xuan's first reaction.

Wang Dali's gaze swept past the mess on the ground, looked at Wang Xiaoli, and finally landed on Lin Xuan.

Eyes facing each other.

Neither of them spoke.

Seeing his savior, Wang Xiaoli scrambled to his side, pointing at Lin Xuan and yelling, "Brother! You're finally here! It's this kid who said he was going to cripple me! Deal with him!"

Wang Dali ignored his younger brother, stared at Lin Xuan for a few seconds, and then suddenly moved.

He strode to the opposite side of Lin Xuan and calmly extended his hand:

"Wang Dali".

His hands were broad and thick, with large knuckles and calluses.

Lin Xuan's gaze remained unchanged as he extended his hand in return: "Lin Xuan."

The two hands clasped together in the air.

Neither of them let go of each other's hands.

Wang Xiaoli was closest to him, and she clearly noticed that her brother's arm muscles were starting to tense up.

The two of them are actually grappling?

No, what gives Lin Xuan the right?

This was the first time he had ever seen someone shake hands with his brother like that, and it seemed that they were really... locked in a stalemate?

He knew his brother's incredible strength; he could easily shatter hard rocks!

Holy crap... this kid is actually a pro?

Lin Xuan was surprised. The other party's palm was like an iron clamp, with astonishing strength. If he hadn't quietly circulated a stream of true essence to concentrate in his palm, his hand would probably have been ruined!

But he didn't know that Wang Dali on the other side was even more shocked.

He was chosen by a reclusive master when he was young, and studied martial arts in the deep mountains for more than ten years, eventually mastering the art of external martial arts.

But in terms of strength, he rarely encounters an opponent.

But the young man in front of him was in no way weaker than himself, and what made him most uneasy was that he seemed to sense a very... sinister aura.

"drink!"

Wang Dali gave a low shout and suddenly exerted force in his arm muscles.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and suddenly activated a surge of true energy.

The next instant.

The two men simultaneously loosened their grip on each other's hands and each took a half-step back.

Wang Dali opened his palm, which was slightly red.