The First Military God of the Border

Song Qingyan chuckled.

A fleeting look of disgust crossed his eyes.

"My lord, I dare not drink alcohol. It would be troublesome if I got drunk."

As Song Qingyan spoke, she took a step back to avoid Zhao Hong's groping hand. However, with a welcoming smile, she greeted her guests, "Gentlemen, how about this? You can eat and drink to your heart's content, and I won't charge you a single penny."

"Please enjoy your meal, gentlemen. Waiter, please bring the soldiers..."

"Clang..."

Zhao Hong slammed his hand on the table, shattering the wine bowl into pieces.

"Don't pretend to be innocent here. What kind of trash are you? It's an honor for you to drink with us brothers. You're asking for trouble."

You should take action while you're speaking.

Upon seeing this, Song Qingyan's expression changed, filled with worry.

These border soldiers not only dine and dash, but they also frequently bully the innocent. The people of Linjiang County have long been used to it.

So when the other diners saw this, they just glanced at it, shook their heads helplessly, and continued eating, none of them daring to stand up and say a word of justice.

The waiter went up to help Song Qingyan, but was slapped away by Zhao Hong.

But just when Song Qingyan was at her most helpless, suddenly, a hand, like a pair of pliers, grabbed the hand that was swinging at her.

Lin Hui shielded Song Qingyan behind him and kept an eye on the four border soldiers.

"If you're full, pay the bill and leave."

Zhao Hong was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter:

"You're just a lowly hunter from Sigou Village, how dare you act so insolently in front of me? What business is it of yours to interfere in my affairs?"

"If you know what's good for you, get the hell out of here, or don't blame me for being quick with my knife."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire Shiweitian Restaurant plummeted to freezing point, and everyone was staring at Lin Hui.

Since the start of the war, this was the first person to dare to go against the border troops.

Lin Hui, completely disregarding the stares of the other diners, stared at Zhao Hong and said in an unquestionable tone, "You're full, pay up, and then get the hell out of here."

Upon hearing this, the four border soldiers immediately became displeased.

They all stood up in unison.

Even though Song Qingyan was used to seeing all kinds of storms, she was still terrified when she saw the four border soldiers with their gleaming steel knives.

He quickly pulled Lin Hui back and whispered, "Brother Lin, you should leave quickly. Although they are arrogant, they wouldn't dare to do anything to me."

The diners around him shook their heads and sighed when they saw the young and impetuous Lin Hui, lamenting that Lin Hui was ignorant of his own limitations.

Who are these people?

Border troops.

Since the war between the Great Yu Empire and the Northern Wilderness Tartars, these border troops have been local tyrants.

Despite the murmurs of the diners around him, Lin Hui remained unmoved, his gaze cold and fixed on the four border soldiers.

"Hahaha……."

Suddenly, Zhao Hong burst into laughter and said to his brothers, "Hey guys, did you see that? Even a scrawny kid who used to toil in the mud dares to glare at us now!"

"Brother, he probably thinks his head is superfluous."

"Yeah, bro, don't waste your breath on him. If we chop off his dog head, we can have a drink together."

Zhao Hong raised his long sword and struck Lin Hui's face with the cold blade, then held the sword to Lin Hui's neck and grinned menacingly.

"Since you want to be a good guy and save the damsel in distress, I'll teach you how to be a decent human being in your next life..."

But before he could finish speaking, Lin Hui had already made his move.

No matter if you're a border soldier or anyone else, if you bully the good, you deserve to die. That's Lin Hui's principle.

With a single punch, Zhao Hong had no chance to react at all and was sent flying backward.

It slammed heavily onto a table not far away, shattering the table along with the plates and cups on it.

The remaining three border soldiers were stunned for a moment, then grabbed their swords and charged at Lin Hui with a roar.

Lin Hui first quickly moved Song Qingyan to the side, then dodged the oncoming knife.

Then, bracing himself against the stool with one hand, he leaped into the air and dodged another slash aimed at his chest.

Then Lin Hui reached out and grabbed the wrist of the first border soldier who had just turned around with one hand, and with a forceful flick, the border soldier fell to the ground on the spot, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

That wasn't all. The moment Lin Hui turned around, he kicked out, sending another border soldier flying and rolling on the ground like a dead dog.

Before the third one could even touch Lin Hui's clothes, Lin Hui had already made his move, grabbing his wrists with both hands and twisting them hard, and the sound of bones dislocating could be heard.

Immediately, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, echoed throughout the entire Shiweitian Restaurant.

"ah………."

In just a few breaths, four elite border troops had fallen.

The entire lobby on the first floor was completely silent; no one had expected this outcome.

Song Qingyan covered her gaping mouth with her hand, stunned and standing there.

Lin Hui, however, acted as if nothing had happened, casually clapping his hands.

Then he kicked the scattered table away, picked up the steel knife on the ground, held it in his hand, and flicked it lightly with his fingers, making a sound of metal clashing.

"In my understanding as an ordinary citizen, the border troops of the Great Yu Dynasty should be the pillars of the country protecting the people. This special sword for the border troops should be used to kill the enemy, not to show off to the people."

Zhao Hong was so frightened by the knife in Lin Hui's hand that he swallowed hard and hurriedly retreated.

"What...what...what are you going to do?"

"I'm a border corps squad leader. You won't survive if you kill me."

"Killing border soldiers is tantamount to treason."

Lin Hui chuckled: "Now you're scared? Why didn't you think of fear when you were bullying the innocent?"

Lin Hui stuck the steel knife into the table.

The blade trembled for a long time after I let go.

"Get out of here. Remember this: if you dare to oppress the people again, I'll show you what despair is."

"roll……."

Upon hearing the word "get out," the four border soldiers felt as if they had been granted a pardon and scrambled toward the gate. Of course, Zhao Hong would not let the matter rest so easily.

Standing at the door, he threatened, "You just wait, I'll make you pay..."

The diners in the lobby felt incredibly pleased to see the border troops, who had just been so arrogant, now looking so dejected.

At the same time, they were also worried for Lin Hui.

Soon, the lobby returned to calm, and several waiters quickly cleaned up the damaged area.

Song Qingyan walked to Lin Hui's side and looked at him apologetically: "Brother Lin, I've dragged you into this. You've attacked the border troops now, what will happen in the future..."

Song Qingyan didn't continue; she was genuinely worried.

In contrast, Lin Hui remained calm, did not continue the pleasantries, and turned to leave.

It was getting late, and he couldn't delay any longer. Shui Feiyuan was still at home, and the threats from An Shicai and Zhang Laoqi hadn't been eliminated yet. He couldn't afford to be careless.

But Lin Hui had only taken a few steps.

A jumble of footsteps could be heard outside, indicating that there were quite a few people.

Lin Hui's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Zhao Hong found help so quickly?

Suddenly, a voice came:

"stop."