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Fang Xu turned his head away immediately, his face flushed red, and he bit his lower lip hard.

Murong Jiao covered her mouth with both hands, her twin ponytails trembling, tears welling up in her eyes as she laughed.

Even the usually composed Murong Sha couldn't help but curl up her lips and turn her head away.

Mo Fan's expression remained calm, but a barely perceptible smile flickered deep in his eyes.

The crew-cut henchman to the left of the burly man had his hands in his pockets, his narrow eyes slightly raised. He glanced at his boss, then at Song Chen opposite him, and finally sighed silently.

That expression was exactly like that of a seasoned employee who was used to this kind of scene and was too lazy to complain anymore.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Song Chen's face turned completely dark.

He was the captain of the headquarters of the Falun Gong Association, a proud son of heaven who had always been full of superiority since childhood. When had he ever been insulted like this?

And this happened in front of forty or fifty people!

"Crush the testicles"?

His temples throbbed, and a surge of anger rushed to the top of his head.

"you--"

Song Chen's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, icy and chilling.

"What's your name?"

Upon hearing this, the burly man burst into laughter twice, his laughter as loud as thunder, making the ears of those nearby ring.

"Since you've asked so sincerely, then let your Grandpa Ox take pity on you and tell you."

"Your grandpa Niu is true to his word, he will never change his name or surname!"

He patted his broad chest, which was as thick as a city wall, making a dull thud.

"I am Laozi—the Mad Bull!"

After saying that, he pointed with his thumb to his two underlings behind him.

"This is my little brother, Tiedan!"

The bald henchman puffed out his chest, beaming with pride: "Big Brother is mighty!"

"And this one, his name is Er Mao."

Upon hearing the nickname "Er Mao," the crew-cut henchman bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I told you not to call me by my nickname, just call me Zhao Fuhao!"

Niu Kuang picked his nose, unconcerned.

"Your parents gave you a terrible name, Fuhao. They keep saying 'rich man' all the time. The more you call someone rich, the more likely they are to be poor."

"Listen to me, the nickname 'Er Mao' is just fine."

Crew-cut henchman: "......"

Perhaps they've already gotten used to Bull's crazy tactics.

After his initial outburst, Er Mao once again found himself in a state of helplessness. His narrow eyes remained half-closed, and his expression always carried that faint air of speechlessness.

Song Chen's brows furrowed even more.

Niu Kuang? Tie Dan? Er Mao?

What kind of nonsense is this?

His gaze swept over the burly man twice, trying to find his pet. But apart from his rugged attire and intimidating appearance, the man didn't seem to be carrying any Gulu Balls.

"Which guild are you from? What gives you the right to challenge me here?" Song Chen was momentarily speechless, but seeing the other party's arrogance, although he was furious, he didn't immediately lash out. Instead, he thought of probing the other party's background first.

"You're asking which guild I belong to?"

Upon hearing this, Niu Kuang showed no sign of nervousness; instead, he threw his head back and burst into a deafening laugh.

"Ha ha!"

As his laughter subsided, he stomped his foot and slapped his chest with his large, fan-like hand, making a loud "bang."

"Iron Egg, tell them which guild we belong to!"

Upon hearing this, Tie Dan immediately straightened his back, stepped forward, and said loudly:

"Mad Bull Guild! Ever heard of them?!"

The room fell silent for a moment after he said that.

Song Chen narrowed his eyes, his lips moved, and he murmured to himself.

"Mad Bull Guild?"

He rapidly searched his mind—the list of large and small guilds recorded in the internal database of the Law Elders Guild, from the top to the bottom, from core cities to peripheral towns, covering almost all known organizations in the country.

Is it the Mad Bull Guild?

"I've never heard of this guild before?" Song Chen frowned. "Is it from Yunhai? Or Qingzhou? Beining? Linjiang?"

He thought for a long time, searching through his memory, but he really couldn't match the name with any known forces.

Although there are too many guilds for him to remember, he should have an impression of most of the more famous ones.

Lin Sen, standing behind him, noticed a subtle glint in his eyes upon hearing this.

He had only heard of the Mad Dragon Guild, but as for... the Mad Bull Guild... he had never heard of it either.

This means it's either a newly established small guild or, at most, a small private organization.

Of course, there's another possibility... that this big man made it up.

Chapter 175 Lord Niu is Mighty!

In either case, it at least indicates that the other party's background isn't particularly powerful.

The problem is that the other side is too aggressive.

A strong sense of momentum indicates that the other party is fearless and has nothing to fear.

Perhaps the pet's level isn't as high as Song Chen's, but it's definitely not bad either.

After all, there are also experts among the casual players.

Moreover, at this critical juncture, the other party is playing the most crucial role: the one who sticks out.

While Song Chen was still pondering, Niu Kuang had already become impatient.

"What are you thinking about? It's okay if you can't remember!"

He took a big step forward, his broad chest straight and his chin held high, his arrogance even surpassing that of Song Chen.

"If all else fails—"

In either case, it at least indicates that the other party's background isn't particularly powerful.

The problem is that the other side is too aggressive.

A strong sense of momentum indicates that the other party is fearless and has nothing to fear.

Perhaps the pet's level isn't as high as Song Chen's, but it's definitely not bad either.

After all, there are also experts among the casual players.

Moreover, at this critical juncture, the other party is playing the most crucial role: the one who sticks out.

While Song Chen was still pondering, Niu Kuang had already become impatient.

"What are you thinking about? It's okay if you can't remember!"

He took a big step forward, his broad chest straight and his chin held high, his arrogance even surpassing that of Song Chen.

"If all else fails—"

Niu Kuang stretched out his thick right arm, beckoned his finger toward Song Chen, and grinned with a fierce smile.

"Shall we meet here?"

"I'm not afraid of that many things!"

His voice boomed like thunder in the open space, and the surrounding grass seemed to tremble slightly.

"So what if the law enforcement agency is involved?!"

Niu Kuang raised his neck, snorted, and slapped his chest, his voice booming like a bell.

"We, the Mad Bull Guild, are not afraid!"

These words carried weight. Although no one present had ever heard of the so-called "Mad Bull Guild," the aura of dominance, fearlessness, and unstoppable advance emanating from Mad Bull was undeniable.

Compared to Song Chen's arrogance, which is based on his superior status, Niu Kuang's arrogance is more primal and pure—it's a wild temperament ingrained in his bones, a willingness to fight anyone who disagrees!

And this kind of temperament is precisely what is most infectious.

as predicted--

"Brother Niu is awesome!"

Someone shouted first, and then the crowd that had been suppressed by Song Chen for so long completely erupted.

"Lord Ox is mighty!"

"Damn it, with Brother Niu leading the way, what's there to be afraid of!"

"Exactly! If things really come to a fight, we'll all come at them together! Let's see if the Law Society still dares to be so arrogant!"

"Dozens of people are afraid of seven of them? Let's take them down!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Those casual players who had previously cowered in the back and dared not utter a sound now seemed to have found their backbone. They straightened their chests and stared intently at Song Chen, their fear replaced by anger and courage.

The crowd's emotions were completely ignited by the bull's frenzy.

Bald henchman Tie Dan stood tall and proud behind Niu Kuang, looking quite pleased with himself: "See that? That's the power of my big brother's influence!"

Er Mao, the crew-cut henchman, with his hands in his pockets, glanced expressionlessly at the excited crowd, his narrow eyes filled with the words "Here we go again."

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