Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

Hearing the surprise and doubts of the people around him.

Qin Yuan touched the tiny bloodstain on his chest, his eyes turning completely cold.

"Exoskeleton-type weapons..."

He licked his lips, his murderous intent surging. "Very well, you've successfully enraged me!"

Lu Fan shook his slightly numb arm and raised the tip of his mantis knife, pointing it at him.

"Enough with the nonsense! Just get on with it, I'll give you a quick death!"

"Hmph! You're just a smart aleck; I hope you won't regret this!"

Qin Yuan's expression shifted, his aura surged, and he assumed a fighting stance, ready to unleash his strongest killing move.

"Who dares to touch him?!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the direction of the distant dock.

A burly figure rushed over and stood in front of Lu Fan, pointing his finger at Qin Yuan's nose menacingly.

"Qin the Old Dog! He's my sworn brother, Lei Hu!"

"If you dare to lay a finger on him, you are declaring war on the Lei family!!!"

The audience was silent.

All eyes darted back and forth between Lei Hu and Lu Fan, their expressions incredibly varied.

Lei, the eldest son of the Lei family, is known for his explosive temper in Xihuan Mountain. He actually calls a slum chief his brother.

Has the world gone mad?

A man in a suit muttered under his breath, "Has Lei Hu lost his mind? Offending the Qin family for a refugee?"

His companion, looking on with a gossipy expression, said, "Didn't you see Lu Fan sparring with Qin Yuan just now? If he didn't have some skill, would Lei Hu be protecting him like that?"

"These refugees are really something! They're not even hurt!"

A chorus of voices rose up

Qin Yuan's face also darkened.

He, a dignified S-class powerhouse, was actually humiliated in public by two juniors.

"That brat from the Lei family!"

Qin Yuan narrowed his eyes, his voice low and deep, saying each word clearly, "Don't think I won't touch you just because your father is Lei Jianye! Is it worth it for an outsider?"

"outsider?"

Lei Hu grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. "I told you, this is my brother! To harm him is to harm the Lei family!"

The voice just fell.

boom--!

A visible shockwave exploded from Lei Hu's body.

His muscles swelled up as if inflated, and a terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire area. The surrounding residents who were watching the spectacle were shaken and retreated one after another, and some even collapsed to their knees.

Qin Yuan's pupils contracted sharply, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

"S-rank?!"

This aura, there's no mistake!

"How is this possible..." Qin Yuan stared intently at Lei Hu, "Without the injection of the Song family's special medicine, how could you have broken through?"

Not only him, but everyone present was stunned.

It should be noted that, apart from Grandpa Wang Mingyuan, the S-level mutants of Xihuan Mountain evolved from A-level to S-level by injecting Song's special medicine.

But this guy actually mutated naturally?!

This is a miracle that happens only once in a million!

Lu Fan was also a little surprised, raising an eyebrow at Lei Hu: "Okay, when did this happen?"

Lei Hu chuckled, and the fierce aura instantly dissipated by more than half.

"Brother Lu, thanks to that brush with death at the bottom of the sea, I woke up a couple of days ago after a good night's sleep, and hey, I've broken through!"

Everyone gasped in shock.

What kind of luck is this?

You became an S-rank after just one night's sleep?

Qin Yuan's expression shifted between light and dark.

Lu Fan alone is troublesome enough, but adding an S-rank Lei Hu on top of that...

Even if he wins a real fight, he'll be badly hurt.

Today is a trade fair jointly organized by the four major families. If things get out of hand, it will also damage the Qin family's reputation.

"Good, very good!"

Qin Yuan abandoned his stance and coldly glanced at the two of them. "You youngsters are formidable! But my Qin family will remember this debt."

He flicked his sleeve, turned, and left: "Qin Feng, let's go!"

Qin Feng was already terrified. Hearing this, he felt like he had been granted a pardon and glared at Lu Fan with resentment.

"You just wait, kid! After the trade fair, I'll make you kneel and lick my boots!"

Lu Fan raised his middle finger, looking completely calm: "Your mom would lick it for you, but your dad wouldn't!"

"You!" Qin Yuan was choked and speechless.

In the end, the group could only slink away.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but everyone's gaze changed as they passed by Lu Fan.

It was no longer contempt, but deep-seated fear.

This leader of the refugees is no simpleton; he was able to force Qin Yuan to retreat and has an S-level expert from the Lei family as his backer.

"That's interesting!"

Not far away, Song Han pushed up her glasses, her gaze lingering on Lu Fan for a few seconds before leading Shen Qingyue and Cheng Xue into the venue.

At this moment, only the guard captain with the broken leg remained outside the door.

He looked around at the empty surroundings, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

"Young Master Song? Young Master Song!"

He shouted desperately at Song Han's retreating figure, "Please save me!"

Song Han didn't even turn her head, she just waved her hand.

"Good luck to you."

The guard captain collapsed to the ground in despair.

A large hand grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him up.

Lei Hu looked at him with a cold smile: "Weren't you very arrogant just now?"

"Young Master Lei! Spare me!"

His face was covered in snot and tears as he struggled desperately, crying, "It was all Song Han's doing! I was forced into it! Mr. Lu, please forgive me..."

Lu Fan glanced at it, his eyes fierce.

"It's not a good idea to kill someone here..." he said calmly. "Brother Lei, could you please clean things up outside for me?"

"Alright!"

Lei Hu grinned maliciously, grabbed the screaming captain, and strode toward the edge of the dock.

The matter is now closed.

Zhang Xiaomin and the others surrounded them, their faces pale, clearly still recovering from the tension they had just experienced.

"Lu Fan, are you alright?" Zhang Xiaomin looked him up and down, as if afraid he might be missing a piece of flesh.

"What could be wrong?"

Lu Fan patted the wrinkles on his clothes, looking relaxed. "Let's go in and see what this so-called high society is really like."

The group walked onto the red carpet again.

This time, the guards on both sides bent over at a ninety-degree angle, as if they wanted to press their faces to the ground.

No joke!

Even Qin Yuan suffered a setback, so who would dare to provoke this powerful figure?

If you push them too far, their fate will definitely not be any better than that of the captain!

Soon, the group walked through a corridor and arrived at the entrance of the trade fair hall.

The security level here is clearly a level higher.

Several well-dressed servants blocked the way, their attitude respectful but their tone solemn.

"Dear Mr. Lu."

The attendant bowed slightly. "This is the core trading area. Due to limited space, each VIP may only bring one female companion. Your entourage, please wait in the lounge next door!"

Lu Fan nodded.

This rule is quite common, since the big shots inside are all discussing business, and it's really inappropriate to bring too many irrelevant people.

"Du Wei, take everyone to the lounge, make sure they have good food and drinks, don't skimp on the budget."

"Yes!" Du Wei quickly agreed and led the excited refugees away.

Being able to enter the lounge on the inner island is something they can brag about for a lifetime.

Lu Fan straightened his tie and extended his arm to Zhang Xiaomin beside him.

"Let's go, Your Majesty! It's our turn to perform."

Zhang Xiaomin took a deep breath, took Lu Fan's arm, and tried to straighten her back.

Push open the heavy, carved door.

A wave of warmth washed over me.

Inside, the lights were dazzling, crystal chandeliers reflected brilliant light, and melodious violin music flowed through the air.

The men were dressed in suits and ties, and the women were adorned with jewels.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and the exchange of toasts, all that could be seen were hypocritical smiles and greedy eyes.

In the apocalypse, everyone looks respectable but actually dishonest.

Is this place upscale?

It looks utterly vulgar...

As soon as Lu Fan walked in, someone suddenly patted him hard on the shoulder.

"Lu Fan, right?"

A gruff voice boomed in my ear, "Thanks to you, I lost three bags of freeze-dried strawberries!"

Lu Fan turned around.

A large, red-haired face loomed closer, radiating heat. This person was Ning Chuan, one of the S-class mutants from the Dayu Ship.

Before he could speak, a lively figure suddenly darted out from the side.

Snapped!

A small, fair hand slapped hard against Ning Chuan's large hand.

"Brother! Be gentle! Don't hurt him!"

Ning Ning had a lollipop in her mouth and was still wearing the same clothes as before; she wasn't wearing a formal dress.

She leaned close to Lu Fan, her big eyes blinking, and almost kissed him.

Those who were close enough could even smell the cloyingly sweet strawberry lollipop scent emanating from her.

"Hehehe..."

Ning Ning grinned, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth. "Thanks to you, I was able to scam my brother out of some money! How about... we split it 50/50?"

Lu Fan leaned back, avoiding the overly enthusiastic close-up.

This brother and sister duo, one hot-tempered and the other quirky and clever, are quite interesting.

"Freeze-dried strawberries are out of the question!"

Lu Fan smiled, his eyes holding a meaningful look. "However, if you really want to thank me, how about you do me a favor at the trade fair later?"