"Master..." Rossi was especially sensitive to Lin Tian’s icy and sinister aura, trembling like one facing the supreme might of a dragon; he dropped to one knee and lowered his head to the ground.
Human supernatural sensory abilities are poor, but even so, the gangsters still felt the sudden drop of icy aura. All of them uncontrollably shivered, and their hands holding knives began to tremble.
They looked at Lin Tian and the body lying on the ground; the dull handle of the knife had actually pierced through the body. If it were stabbed into their own, the thought of that tearing sensation alone was enough to bring on a mental collapse.
Faced with the threat of life and death, the crazed could stand up to resist, the cowardly could only wait for death to come, or flee in a blind panic.
"Clang clang..." Two sounds rang out as two of the gangsters could no longer bear the pressure of the aura and threw down their weapons, running towards the door.
"Rossi, don’t let anyone escape," Lin Tian ordered indifferently without turning his head.
Upon receiving the order, Rossi, who was kneeling on one knee, moved. The gangsters hadn’t even made out his figure when Rossi had already appeared in front of the door.
He lifted his leg and swept out, kicking the gangsters in their chests. The two were caught in a daze, not knowing what had happened. They had already been sent flying back, "Bang bang", and fell heavily onto the floor.
The two gangsters hit the ground in a mess, in pain they wanted to howl out but dared not shout loudly, for fear of drawing the attention of the two devil-like figures again, and could only lie on the floor and whimper softly.
"You have no chance!" Lin Tian stepped forward, his tone ice-cold.
"Lin Tian, don’t come over here, whatever you want, I’ll agree to it, money, yes, how much money do you want, just name it!" Cui Haolong squatted on the ground, shaking as he spoke, bowing his head, not daring to look at Lin Tian.
"Just name it?" Lin Tian stopped in front of Cui Haolong and said indifferently.
Cui Haolong felt a flicker of joy in his heart, thinking that his words had taken effect.
But before he could continue to be pleased, Lin Tian said, "I want ten billion, do you have it?"
Ten billion? Cui Haolong was stunned, then he realized Lin Tian was just mocking him; if he had ten billion, there would be no need for him to teach taekwondo here. He kept his head down, his small eyes darting around, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a large cleaver one meter away from himself.
This cleaver had just been abandoned by the fleeing gangster, and Cui Haolong’s eyes flashed with a crazed gleam. Suddenly, he rolled on the ground, rolled to the side of the cleaver, grabbed it instinctively, and sprung up like a coiled spring, leaping high with the cleaver in hand and slashing towards Lin Tian’s neck.
Rolling, grabbing the knife, leaping, and slashing, the series of actions were very sudden and swift, fully demonstrating his prowess as a black belt in taekwondo. Meanwhile, Lin Tian seemed to still be in the same pose as when he had been speaking, utterly unresponsive to the sudden attack.
With Cui Haolong’s swing, the cleaver wielded a whole new level of force—so powerful it seemed to split the air, creating a shrill tearing sound. The ferocity of the slash was mightier than an ancient executioner’s beheading; anyone cut by it would surely be decapitated. The gangsters seemed to see a glimmer of hope for victory, all watching intently as the blade came down.
"Thunk..." The cleaver struck heavily against Lin Tian’s neck.
"I’ve done it!" Cui Haolong thought joyfully. No matter if you can catch a blade bare-handed, he believed no one’s neck could withstand such a powerful chop—unless they weren’t human.
But he soon realized there was no scene of a severed head flying. The cleaver had simply come to a silent stop on Lin Tian’s neck.
"Are you... are you human or a ghost?" Cui Haolong was truly trembling now, stuttering as he voiced the question on every thug’s mind.
Barehanded against a sharp blade, slicing at the throat without leaving a scratch—is this even human?
"Heh, I’m the devil in your hearts!" Lin Tian said with a sinister smile, speaking softly.
"I don’t believe it; all of this is fake, I must be dreaming, yes, that’s it, I must be. I’m going to chop you, this devil, to death!" Cui Haolong’s eyes first showed terror before becoming crazed.
He raised his machete and chopped down hard, then, like a madman, kept swinging his blade incessantly.
"Have you chopped enough? You can put more strength into it, I can still take it," Lin Tian said indifferently, ignoring the chopping blade’s shadow.
"You... you must not be human... not human!" Cui Haolong yelled incoherently, suddenly throwing down his machete and running towards the main gate, trying to escape this terrifying nightmare.
But he completely forgot that Rossi was standing by the door, watching him run over with detached interest, and then, with a kick, sent him flying back the way he came.
With a "bang," he hit the floor, struggling to get up again. Lin Tian walked over and stomped down hard on his thigh. "Crack," Cui Haolong’s femur broke on cue.
"Ahh..." A cry of agony erupted from him, assaulting the eardrums of all the thugs present.
"My leg... my leg is broken..." Cui Haolong cried out intermittently, trying to curl up and protect his thigh, but each attempt to move pulled at the wound on his leg, causing him to gasp in pain.
"So you know pain now? When you had them beat Zuo Hongyi, why didn’t I hear you crying out in pain? Did you care whether others were hurt then? Intimidating people , you’ve done it countless times, haven’t you? Each time you succeeded, you felt proud, didn’t you? Too bad, this time you’ve met me!" Lin Tian removed his foot and spoke coldly.
Turning around, Lin Tian’s icy gaze fell on the remaining thugs, and he said indifferently, "Let me make it clear to you all, none of you are leaving here alive today. Come on, show me your last bit of courage and attack me. Perhaps, if I’m in a good mood, I might let you die a quick death."
"Clang... clang..." The sound of machetes hitting the ground one after another. All the thugs dropped their machetes to the floor and knelt down, constantly kowtowing to Lin Tian.
"Spare our lives, please, we won’t dare to do it ever again, we’ll never..."
Facing their dead companions, the thugs no longer had the courage to attack Lin Tian. Lin Tian was like an imposing mountain looming over them, an endless fear eroding their souls, leaving only the instinct to survive.
If they had the courage to attack Lin Tian, they would not be standing here now, subservient as someone else’s dogs, despised as lowly thugs.
Lin Tian had seen right through them. As thugs, they grouped together to bully others, seeking money—that was the mark of the weak because without their thug collective, they didn’t even have the courage to face life’s hardships.
"Rossi, I’ll leave them to you," Lin Tian said, picking up Cui Haolong by his broken leg and commanding without even sparing a glance at the other thugs.
A gust of wind passed, and Rossi appeared beside Lin Tian. But the thugs all clutched their necks and fell, a fine line of blood appearing on each of their throats. Then the line widened, and blood gushed out!
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