Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

The mediation room at the Chengxi Police Station.

Officer Liu and Xiao Li sat on either side of the long table in front of it, their expressions serious.

On the left side of the long table, Wu Fan leaned back in his chair with a relaxed posture, while Wu Xi stood close to her brother, clutching the hem of his clothes with her small hands and looking down.

Across from Wu Fan, Brother Biao and his two companions sat side by side, their eyes vacant and their expressions wooden.

Officer Liu looked at Wu Xi and said, "Young lady, as the victim, do you want to pursue their criminal charges, or do you want to accept mediation?"

Before Wu Xi could answer, Wu Fan spoke up first: "We accept mediation."

"Brother!" Wu Xi tugged at his sleeve, puzzled.

Those people are so wicked, are we just going to let them go so easily?

Wu Fan gave her a reassuring look, then turned to Officer Liu and spoke.

"However, the compensation must be in place. The house repair costs, plus the mental trauma my sister suffered, total... 100,000, not a penny less."

"One hundred thousand?!" Xiao Li was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair. "Are you robbing me?"

You hit someone, and not only did nothing wrong, you even turned around and demanded 100,000 yuan from the person you hit? Is there no justice in this world? Is there no law?

Officer Liu was also completely bewildered. He felt that what had happened today was far beyond his more than 20 years of police experience.

Wu Fan ignored their shock and remained relaxed, leaning back in his chair.

At this moment, Brother Biao on the other side spoke up.

"We were wrong, and we agree to compensation."

"Yes, we are willing to compensate..." The other two henchmen mechanically repeated.

In fact, Wu Fan had already conveyed his meaning to Brother Biao through the puppet mark.

The police officers were completely speechless.

One party is willing to hit, and the other is willing to be hit. What can the middleman say?

The mediation agreement was quickly signed.

Under Wu Fan's mental control, Brother Biao not only confessed to his crimes but also revealed the identity of a person behind him called "Brother Bird." From his memories, Wu Fan learned all of his bank card information.

Since Wu Fan had just returned and had neither an ID card nor a mobile phone, the compensation could only be deposited into Wu Xi's account.

"Ding-dong!"

Wu Xi's phone vibrated in his pocket, and a bank message popped up.

[A deposit of RMB 100,000.00 has been made into your savings card account ending in 1858, with a current balance of RMB 100,086.50.]

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... hundreds of thousands!"

Wu Xi counted the zeros on her fingers, and when she confirmed that it really was 100,000 yuan, her face turned red with excitement and her heart pounded.

This was the first time in her life she had ever seen so much money!

With this money, not only will my tuition and living expenses for university be covered, but I can even make up for all the debts I incurred from online loans!

She looked up at her brother, her eyes filled with stars.

Brother, you are truly like a god descended from heaven, all-powerful!

Seeing his sister's admiring and delighted expression, Wu Fan's smile grew even gentler.

A mere 100,000 is nothing to him but a snap of the fingers.

He would give anything to make his sister happy.

Officer Liu and Xiao Li, standing to the side, were completely stunned.

Looking at the mediation agreement in black and white, and then at Brother Biao's face which seemed to say "I was wrong, I repent, I will start anew," they felt that the world was becoming more and more surreal.

Why has Brother Biao, who's usually so stubborn, suddenly changed his ways today?

……

at the same time.

In the basement of an inconspicuous residential building in the western part of Mencheng,

A middle-aged man with a beer belly and a gold chain as thick as a little finger around his neck was shirtless, comfortably puffing on a cigarette.

He is the "Bird Brother" that Brother Biao mentioned.

At his feet, a disheveled girl huddled in a corner, her cheeks swollen and her eyes vacant, like a withered flower ravaged by a storm.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Brother Bird, something's happened!"

A rapid knocking sounded, and a blond-haired thug scrambled in.

"Biao Zai and his gang have been detained by the cops."

"Um?"

Bird slowly exhaled a smoke ring, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. He leisurely got out of bed, grabbed the floral shirt next to him, and put it on.

"Damn it, they can't even handle this little thing. What's the point of keeping this bunch of useless people around!"

He spat out a curse and shoved the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray.

"Where's that girl? Didn't Biao Zai bring her back?" Bird Brother's tone was lewd.

"No... I heard she was saved by her brother, and he even beat up Biao Zai and the others."

"Brother?" Bird Brother sneered.

"Get the car ready, we're going to the police station to bail him out!"

"And by the way, let me see which arrogant 'brother' is really that ignorant!"

……

At the entrance of the West City Police Station.

As soon as Wu Fan and Wu Xi stepped out the door, Biao Ge and his two companions followed closely behind, like three soulless zombies.

They hadn't walked more than a few steps when

Two black minivans suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

The car door was flung open with a bang, and seven or eight burly men with tattooed arms and steel pipes jumped out of the car, looking menacing.

Finally, a portly middle-aged man, surrounded by a group of people, slowly walked down the street.

It was Bird Brother.

His eyes quickly locked onto Wu Xi, his gaze revealing nothing but greed and lust.

"Hiss..." Wu Xi felt a chill run down her spine from being stared at, and instinctively hugged Wu Fan's arm tightly.

Wu Fan gently pulled his sister behind him, blocking all the malicious gazes, and said coldly, "Look again, and I'll gouge out your dog eyes."

Bird Brother and the others were also taken aback.

After a brief silence, a raging fire erupted!

Fuck!

So many of them, and they were actually threatened by this young man.

If this gets out, how will I ever be able to stay in the underworld again?

"Kid, you're asking for trouble, aren't you? Do you know who we are?"

"How dare you talk to our Bird Brother like that? You don't know what death means!"

One of the underlings, eager to impress his boss, was the first to jump out and start cursing at Wu Fan.

Others also gathered around, each rubbing their hands together, their faces grim.

Bird Brother smiled with satisfaction at how sensible his underlings were. He glanced at Brother Biao and his two companions, who were still standing dumbfounded behind Wu Fan, and felt a surge of anger.

"Wang Biao! Are you three fucking playing dead?"

"Our boss's being insulted and you're just going to stand by and watch? Get him! Kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Brother Biao and his two companions stiffened and began to move.

They started walking and headed towards Wu Fan.

Bird Brother's smile became even more unrestrained. He seemed to already see Wu Fan being beaten to a pulp, and his gaze began to wander restlessly towards Wu Xi.

However, the smile on his face froze the next second.

The three men, including Brother Biao, walked straight past Wu Fan without even glancing at him, and then actually walked towards him!

"Damn it, are you deaf? I'll tell you to go beat him up!"

Bird Bro was furious. Feeling he had lost face in front of his underlings, he raised his hand and slapped Brother Biao across the face, ready to teach him a lesson.

However, his hand was intercepted in mid-air.

It's Brother Biao! No, to be precise, it's Brother Biao who's under Wu Fan's control.

At this moment, his strength and reaction speed far exceed those of ordinary people!

Bird was stunned and hadn't reacted yet.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, loud slap rang in everyone's ears.

Brother Biao slapped Brother Bird squarely across the face!

That slap was powerful and heavy!

Bird's fat body spun around like a top two and a half times before he fell to the ground with a thud.

Half of his face swelled up rapidly, five bright red finger marks were clearly visible, and a trace of blood lingered at the corner of his mouth.

A few teeth, mixed with saliva, flew out of his mouth, tracing a graceful parabola in the air.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The group of thugs who were fierce and menacing just a second ago now had their mouths agape, the steel pipes in their hands clattering to the ground, their eyes wide open, their faces filled with the ultimate philosophical questions of "Who am I? Where am I? What happened?"

What? What's going on here?

Did Biao Zai hit Bird Brother?

Inverted!

This is fucking upside down!