By then, thoughts of dealing with Lin Yifan or snatching women had been thrown out of their minds. Right now, they only hoped they could get through the night safely and wanted nothing more.

On the other side, Boss Ji's expression also became stern, indeed shocked by Lin Yifan's composed demeanor.

If it were he, he might not have easily caught the dagger that Ah Hui thrust over.

By now, he had some understanding of Lin Yifan's strength; Lin Yifan's realm must be above the Peak of Breaking Mortal Fourth Realm. Whether he was a Divinity Transformation Realm master or not, he could not tell.

If Lin Yifan truly was a Divinity Transformation Realm master, then his night would be bad; if not, there was still a possibility of a fight.

Next, it was time for him to make a move.

Ah Hui, whose dagger was caught, tried to pull it out but couldn't; he wanted to stab, but couldn't pierce through, truly caught in a dilemma.

At last, the frustrated man lifted his leg and kicked at Lin Yifan.

But Lin Yifan was quicker, breaking the shin with a kick before the other could react.

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

Ah Hui screamed in agony, enduring the pain that shot up from his shin.

Now, he no longer dared to look down on the young man in front of him, who remained calm and smiling.

Standing in front of this man, he realized his own cold-heartedness was nothing compared to the opponent's cruelty. The opponent was a higher level of cold-blooded creature, and he was bound to cower.

After breaking Ah Hui's shin, Lin Yifan quickly snatched the dagger and fiercely stabbed it into Ah Hui's shoulder; the entire process was smooth and merciless.

"Ahh!!!"

Another intense pain made Ah Hui's whole body tremble; but before he could catch his breath for a few seconds, he was ruthlessly kicked away by Lin Yifan, leaving no chance for resistance.

The entire audience was stunned, even those underlings with bare shoulders, wearing tank tops, tattooed, and holding machetes were the same.

They were all underlings brought by Boss Ji to cause trouble for Lin Yifan.

These men, in any entertainment venue, would make their enemies tremble.

But for Lin Yifan, they were mere shrimp soldiers and crab generals, like ants, not to be feared.

Originally, they arrived here in full force, confident they could defeat the enemy, but instead, they got slapped by the enemy, and now they lacked even the breath to shout.

Ah Hui was considered the most powerful underling among them, and even he was easily defeated; let alone the rest of them; so they placed all their hopes on Boss Ji.

He was the most powerful person on their side; if even Boss Ji was no match, then there was really no way to fight this battle tonight.

Seeing his trusted aide crippled in front of him, that slap was undoubtedly loud; the next moment, Boss Ji could no longer withstand the rage in his heart, immediately took off his coat, threw away his pipe, and attacked Lin Yifan.

He wore a gemstone ring on his hand, containing poison, capable of poisoning ordinary people and cultivators below the Divinity Transformation Realm.

If Lin Yifan dared to touch his poison, he would undoubtedly die.

As the enemy came attacking, Lin Yifan didn't just sit there waiting to die. He too threw out his fist, gathering full strength to meet Boss Ji's attack.

In an instant, the cultivation power of both erupted, surprisingly similar in outcome.

Both were at the Peak of the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm, with equal strength, but their different martial arts would determine the ultimate victor.

The martial art Lin Yifan used was Great Strength Vajra Fist, which was more than sufficient to handle an ordinary cultivator like Boss Ji at the Peakof the Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm.

Thus, the moment their fists collided, Boss Ji, like a deflated balloon, was violently thrown backwards, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood and clearly suffering severe injuries.

Of course, this fierce collision also caused the gemstone ring on his fist to burst; thus, the poison smeared onto Lin Yifan's fist.

"Sizzle!"

The poison quickly corroded Lin Yifan's skin, causing him immense pain.

"Damn it! So cunning!"

Lin Yifan cursed inwardly. Luckily, he had used the Vajra Fist, which had a certain defensive capability, or else the older Ji would have succeeded.

Afterwards, he swiftly extracted the "Serpent Spirit Qi" from a black bead, forcing the potent poison out of his skin to prevent further corrosion.

Immediately following, he asked Zhou Jiajia for a bottle of mineral water, then had Zhou Jiajia help him pour it over his fist to wash off the poison.

Soon, the corrosion disappeared, but his fist was left a bright red.

Fortunately, he had acted in time to prevent the poison from worsening the condition of his fist, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The deceptive and malicious tactics of the older Ji indeed enraged him. He then approached the severely injured older Ji, picked up a stool nearby, and fiercely smashed it onto him.

"Take that for your dirty tricks! Take that for your dirty tricks! Take that for your dirty tricks..."

With each strike, Lin Yifan angrily cursed, smashing like he was pounding mud, uncaring whether the mud lived or died, just venting his anger.

Watching this scene, the stunned audience and the younger brothers continued to be dumbfounded.

The events of tonight completely changed their previous views.

The most powerful older Ji, whom nobody dared to provoke, was smashed by a young man tonight without the power to fight back, overturning their prior beliefs.

"My God! Am I seeing this right? Older Ji actually got smashed!"

"Someone! Come tell me, this has to be fake!"

...

Everyone couldn't believe what they were seeing, because it was so unexpected and different from what they had imagined.

They thought it would be Lin Yifan getting smashed by older Ji, but unexpectedly, it was Lin Yifan who did the smashing; what a cruel joke from heaven, almost leaving them bewildered and brain-dead.

The most frightened ones at the scene were Yellow Hair boss and the arcade owner, they never anticipated this outcome.

Their last lifeline was gone, truly gone.

Now, a plethora of regrets swiftly emerged from the bottom of their hearts, dominating their minds, filling them with deep remorse.

If only they had known how formidable Lin Yifan was, they wouldn't have provoked him.

On another note, the little brother holding a machete was so scared he couldn't hold it anymore. Thus, clang-clang, the ground echoed with a symphony, though it sounded a bit disorganized.

After smashing more than a dozen times until older Ji was flattened like a pancake, Lin Yifan finally ceased.

At this moment, older Ji was covered in wounds, spitting blood repeatedly, and looked unbearably miserable, nothing like his former self.

"Shh!"

The crowd gasped, never expecting the seemingly polite young man to be so cruel, ruthless, and cold-blooded.

They were truly frightened, and once again, they quietly celebrated their earlier restraint.

Fortunately, they had suppressed their desires, otherwise, older Ji's fate would have been their fate.

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