When Qi Dapeng threw his punch, Lin Tian had already noticed the poison needle hidden between his fingers. This former boxer indeed had ruthless tactics, and countless opponents had fallen to his poison needle.
However, Lin Tian did not intervene. If Rossi were just an Ancient Martial Artist, he might not have withstood the poison needle, but he was not—he was a vampire! Would a vampire fear a mere poison needle?
With a loud "bang," Rossi caught Qi Dapeng’s fist with his palm. Despite landing a hit, Qi Dapeng revealed a hint of a smile in his eyes. He withdrew his fist without hesitation, stepped back, and then proudly said to Rossi, "Young man, never underestimate any of your opponents!"
Rossi remained in his extended hand position, motionless. Qi Dapeng carefully pulled out a gray needle from between his fingers, and now everyone saw the poison needle that Xiao Manxue had shouted about. The needle was very fine; it was hard to see even if one was looking for it, let alone in the midst of a fight.
Qi Dapeng, who was accustomed to underground boxing, did not find such methods dishonorable. Defeating his enemies by all means necessary was his ultimate goal.
"Rest assured, he won’t die, he is just paralyzed. I bought this special paralytic from the black market, and it works very well. Even a regular Ancient Martial Artist would be paralyzed by it. Heh, Lin Tian, don’t back out now." Qi Dapeng tucked away the poison needle and chuckled smugly.
On the other side, the Xiao family mother and daughter furrowed their brows. Had they lost just like that? All their prior efforts were a waste and a joke.
The Bai Yufeng junior group’s minds suddenly became active. They had not expected the situation to turn around. If they could get the video, perhaps they could still regain the bar.
Smiling, Qi Dapeng approached to take Rossi’s phone, but as he was halfway there, Rossi suddenly kicked out, hitting Qi Dapeng squarely in the chest.
With a scream of "ah," Qi Dapeng flew like a cannonball, overturning tables and chairs in his path, and finally stopped when he hit the wall, where he lay unconscious and motionless.
"Brother Tian, sorry, I went a bit overboard and smashed the tables and chairs." Rossi respectfully said to Lin Tian.
"This..." Bai Yuanhao and the others were dumbfounded. To move despite the paralytic? Was he an Ancient Martial expert? But why was he so respectful to Lin Tian? Their minds were filled with questions. It was bad enough that Lin Tian was formidable, but now even the people around him were too; this made things very difficult for others, and Bai Yuanhao and his group were immensely frustrated.
"Dad, are you alright?" Mr. Qi ran over nervously and called out anxiously.
"Don’t worry, just three broken ribs, I’ll be fine after a few months of recovery." Lin Tian, with his keen hearing, had heard the sound of the bones breaking and knew how many ribs Qi Dapeng had broken.
Rossi, having been with him for a long time, had also picked up this approach. Lin Tian was both amused and frustrated, wondering if this could be considered a case of ’like mentor, like disciple’.
At this point, no one in the bar dared to object any further. Lin Tian reiterated his earlier terms, saying, "Unfortunately, you lost an opportunity. I told you not to oppose my conditions. See, you’ve suffered for it!"
"So the third condition is set. The shop will be managed by the Xiao family with the Bai family assisting. The thirty percent of the profits extracted annually will serve as medical funds, benefiting the students of Xikou City High School and their parents. This money will ensure that their parents can still afford medical care in the face of serious illnesses and the students can still finish their education. Do you understand?" Lin Tian said sternly.
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