Chapter 381: I'm sick of living!

Goddess Bar, inside the second store.

The explosive music surged, and on the dance floor, men and women were dancing.

Lin Yuan sat in front of the bar, his fingertips lightly tapping the bill as he checked this week's liquor revenue.

Bartender Yu Meng walked over holding a prepared cocktail, her hand lightly resting on Lin Yuan's arm.

Her nails were coated with glitter polish, and she spoke sweetly: "Brother Yuan, you've been busy all day—have a drink to relax?"

Her fingers slipped quietly onto Lin Yuan's wrist, wanting to brush his skin, her eyes showing a hint of deliberate intimacy.

Lin Yuan frowned, lifted his hand and pushed the bill toward the bar, just about to speak when he heard chaotic footsteps behind him.

More than a dozen black-clad members suddenly surrounded the bar, hats pulled low, eyes fixed unblinkingly on Lin Yuan.

Yu Meng didn't notice anything wrong, still smiling as she raised her glass at them: "Gentlemen, what would you like? Our new 'Night Color' is pretty good."

No one paid her any attention.

The black-clad man at the front suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "You're Lin Yuan, right?"

Lin Yuan blinked at the words, puzzled, raising his head: "Yeah? I'm Lin Yuan—who are you??"

Suddenly that black-clad man raised his hand and swung a baton at Lin Yuan's back.

Lin Yuan's reaction was faster than his! Lin Yuan sidestepped to avoid it!

Lin Yuan backhandedly grabbed the empty beer bottle on the bar and smashed it backward.

With a "bang," the bottle shattered against the thug's forehead!

Liquor mixed with blood beads trickled down; the thug let out a muffled groan, clutched his head, and staggered to the ground.

The second thug raised his baton to strike Lin Yuan's shoulder; as Lin Yuan sidestepped, his fingertips grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it hard along the joint.

A crisp "crack" sounded!

The baton in the thug's hand clanged to the ground!

The thug let out a miserable howl: "Ugh!"

Two thugs nearby swung their batons at Lin Yuan's head……

Lin Yuan sidestepped, then backhandedly grabbed one man's arm, palm locking the shoulder joint, and twisted it down hard.

A creak—"uh ah!"

Amid the sound of dislocated and broken bone, the thug collapsed limp on the ground, his arm floppy as if boneless, writhing in pain.

Yu Meng was terrified, her delicate body trembling, she hid behind Lin Yuan…

The remaining thugs, as if gone mad, charged forward!

Lin Yuan snatched a beer bottle from the bar and smashed its base into one man's elbow joint!

With a "bang," the bottle shattered, and the man's arm instantly bent into a strange angle.

"Ahh!!!" he cried, clutching his broken arm, blood dripping between his fingers and pooling on the floor.

A thug grabbed Lin Yuan's waist from the side; Lin Yuan bent his knee, driving it into the man's ribs, while simultaneously grabbing his shoulder and yanking him backward.

Crack! Uh—

The sharp sound of a shattered scapula rang out; the thug fell like a broken puppet, unable to utter a complete cry.

Lin Yuan lifted his foot and stomped on the wrist of a thug trying to get up, grinding his toe into the joint with a "crack," followed by the anguished cry, "Ah! My hand!"

The remaining few thugs were horrified, their bodies trembling as they kept backing away!

They all panicked! Right now they just wanted to run!

This target, Lin Yuan, is practically a demon!

But how could Lin Yuan let them off?

Lin Yuan surged forward in a flash, his body exploding upward in a leap!

Lin Yuan leapt into the air, and in a flash unleashed a series of whip kicks!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The remaining thugs had no time to flee, getting kicked to the ground one after another by Lin Yuan's chain whip kicks!

Lin Yuan landed steadily, his sole pressing down lightly on the last thug's back!

The sound of breaking bones echoed!

The thug instantly let out a painful "Ugh…!" and even breathing became difficult.

The whole bar was filled only with rising and falling wails; Lin Yuan stood amidst the wreckage, his clothes still slightly swaying.

His eyes showed no ripple, as if he had merely crushed a few ants.

The scene's wails continued nonstop; the thugs curled on the ground, their "Ugh!" cries mingling with the scent of blood in the air.

At that moment, the Goddess Bar's security guards also rushed over, gripping their rubber batons!

The guards wanted to back up Lin Yuan, but when Pan Jia and his crew arrived, they were all dumbfounded.

Pan Jia and the others… saw the thugs sprawled limp all over the floor, wailing nonstop.

Meanwhile Lin Yuan stood alone in place, with a dozen or so thugs' broken bodies moaning beneath his feet.

This scene was too bloody.

Lin Yuan stepped on a thug's back, his toe grinding over the man's spine, his voice cold as ice:

"Speak, who sent you?"

The thug underfoot gritted his teeth and muttered, but he simply refused to speak.

"Still a tough mouth?" Lin Yuan smirked coldly.

Lin Yuan bent over, grabbed the man's right index finger in one motion, fingertips locking the joint and twisted hard—

Crack!

"Ah! My finger!" the thug screamed instantly, cold sweat streaming down his cheeks.

Lin Yuan didn't stop, grabbing his middle finger again, his tone devoid of warmth: "If you don't talk, I'll break the next one just the same."

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" the thug finally couldn't hold back, his voice trembling, "We're from the Strong Prosperity Group!"

Lin Yuan raised his brow, pressing down harder with his foot: "Strong Prosperity Group? Who's your boss?"

"It's, it's Gao Qiang! Qiang Ge had us come deal with you……!" the thug trembled all over from pain, not daring to hide anything further.

Hearing that, Lin Yuan startled, a flicker of surprise in his eyes: "Gao Qiang? What's his relation to Gao Qiming?"

The thug beside him, clutching his broken arm, shivered even harder, wailing in reply: "Gao Qiang……is Gao Qiming's real older brother!"

"You caused a ruckus at Gao De Pharmaceutical Group earlier today……snatching 20 million……Qiang Ge is here to avenge his younger brother!" the thug being stepped on also hurriedly added, his voice choked with sobs:

"We've been following Qiang Ge in the underworld……Qiang Ge said if you dare mess with his brother, you must die……"

Lin Yuan stared at them, his knuckles whitening from clenching, the coldness in his eyes deepening further.

A thug beside them was still trembling: "Big brother… we were just doing someone's bidding… we were wrong… please let us go…"

Lin Yuan, however, did not loosen his grip on them.

"Since you've come, don't rush to leave; I also need to settle the score with your boss Qiang," Lin Yuan said with a cold smile.

Saying this, Lin Yuan walked to the sofa and sat down.

Lin Yuan pulled out his phone, scrolled the contacts to the name 'Goddess', lit the screen with his fingertip, and dialed.

The phone rang three times and connected; on the other end came the clear, slightly sharp voice of Goddess Lin Yun'er: "Hello?"

Lin Yuan walked to a quiet corner of the bar and reported in a steady voice: "Goddess Boss, tonight an organization called Qiang Sheng Group sent people to cause trouble for me."

"I've already dealt with the dozen or so thugs, but the Qiang Sheng Group's street operatives might still make a move; I wanted to ask your opinion."

After a two-second pause on the other end, Lin Yun'er's voice grew harder: "Qiang Sheng Group? Anyone who dares to mess with the Goddess Bar is asking for it."

Lin Yuan asked softly: "What should we do next? Can I act freely? Do I need to hold back?"

"No, handle it as you see fit." Lin Yun'er's tone left no room for argument, backing him up: "The Goddess Bar has your back—no need for any reservations."

Lin Yuan's worries eased considerably, and he replied: "I understand."

After hanging up, Lin Yuan slipped his phone back into his pocket and his gaze swept over the thugs littering the floor.

He curled his lip in a cold smile: "Call your boss; I want to talk to him."

The underling pinned to the ground trembled with fear, pulled out his phone, and dialed the boss……

As soon as the call connected, Gao Qiang's cold voice came through the earpiece: "How's it going? Did you take down that dog Lin Yuan? Did you break his leg?"

Lin Yuan suddenly reached out, snatched the phone, pinched its body with his fingers, and said coldly: "Sorry to disappoint you—my leg is perfectly fine."

"And your men now have their arms and legs broken, lying on the ground wailing."

Swish! The line went dead instantly—no breathing audible, only the hiss of static.

After a long while, Gao Qiang's voice, icy as forged steel and blazing with fury, came through: "Are you Lin Yuan??"

Lin Yuan gripped the phone and replied with a cold smile: "Indeed, it is I."

In the call, Gao Qiang gritted his teeth: "You dare to move my people??"

Lin Yuan leaned against the bar, smirking: "Your men aren't immortals—why wouldn't I dare to touch them?"

From the other end came Gao Qiang's gritted voice: "Lin Yuan, you've got guts! Dare to oppose me, Gao Qiang—do you know the consequences?"

Lin Yuan snorted: "I don't know what consequences I face… but you sent men with batons to block me, and now they lie on the ground unable to move—their fate is surely worse than mine."

In the call, Gao Qiang gritted his teeth: "Release my men at once!"

Lin Yuan held the phone, his thumb rubbing the cool screen, his tone tinged with teasing: "You want your lackeys to go back alive, huh?"

"Fine then—come yourself to ransom them, and we'll have a proper talk."

On the other end, Gao Qiang exploded, his roar piercing the earpiece: "Where are you?! Dare to negotiate with me?"

Lin Yuan leaned against the bar, his gaze sweeping over the thugs curled up on the floor, and said flatly: "Goddess Bar."

"Goddess Bar???" came Gao Qiang's voice, distorted with shock through the static.

Gao Qiang's bewildered voice came through: "Just who are you? Dare to cause trouble on the Goddess Bar's turf?"

Lin Yuan curled the corner of his mouth in a cold smile, teasing: "Forgot to tell you—I also wander the jianghu; my nickname is… Priest."

"Priest, Priest?!" Gao Qiang's voice on the other end cracked, like a beast throttled.

Gao Qiang never dreamed he'd run into an iron plate this time!!

The person he intended to deal with is actually the Priest of the Goddess Bar?!

Damn, this is a newly risen killing god!

At that moment, the dozen or so thugs lying on the ground were also trembling with terror on their faces!

When this gang of thugs heard the name 'Priest,' they were all frightened stiff!

Damn it?!

The person they were supposed to deal with is actually the Priest?!

In the thugs' eyes remained only endless fear!

On the other end of the line came another silence; Gao Qiang's breathing grew heavier, yet he dared not utter another harsh word.

Lin Yuan waited a few seconds, saw no response, and added: "If you want to ransom them, come yourself to the Goddess Bar. No tricks—I've no patience to wait."

Hardly had the words left his mouth when a sharp 'click' crackled through the earpiece——

Gao Qiang had simply hung up.

Lin Yuan:???

Was he hung up on out of fear??

Surely not??

Lin Yuan watched the phone screen go dark, then casually tossed it back to the thug, whose face had drained of color from fright.

He curled the corner of his mouth in a cold smile.

Over a dozen thugs knelt on the ground, repeatedly begging for mercy.

Lin Yuan said coldly, "Begging me is useless; wait for your boss to come ransom you."

Lin Yuan said, pouring himself a glass of wine, and began drinking alone.

The music in the bar was still playing; Lin Yuan leaned against the bar, the liquor bottle before him half-empty, amber liquid left at the bottom of the cup.

Half an hour passed; no sign of Gao Qiang appeared at the door, only occasional customers came and went, and nobody dared to look at the messy booth area.

Lin Yuan took out his phone, dialed Gao Qiang's number again, and only heard the prompt: "The number you are calling is currently in use."

He frowned, tried again, but the call was immediately hung up; as the screen went dark, he raised an eyebrow.

Is it because of my "Priest" nickname that they're too scared to come?

Lin Yuan picked up his glass, took a sip, tapped his fingertip against the rim, and wondered to himself:

"Surely not? Gao Qiang, at least an underworld figure, how can he be so cowardly?"

"Does my 'Priest' nickname really carry that much intimidation in the underworld? Why haven't I noticed?"

Lin Yuan didn't know that at this very moment, when the name "Priest" was mentioned in the underworld, many people would instinctively clench their fists, even holding their breath.

No one dares forget that he could single-handedly wipe out an underworld syndicate…

The "Priest" nickname is no longer just a moniker; it's a demonic callsign that strikes fear at the mere mention.

Lin Yuan set down his glass, looked at Gao Qiang's number on his phone, and curled the corner of his mouth…

Heh, it seems Gao Qiang really doesn't dare to come.

He turned and waved at A Zhe behind the bar: "Clean this place up, don't disturb the customers."

Lin Yuan walked up to the thugs, kicked the broken leg of one with his toe, his voice icy:

"Where is the address of Strong Prosperity Group? Speak."

The thug winced in pain, trembling as he replied: "On Chengxi Huaihai Road… number 107…"

Lin Yuan said coldly, "All of you, get up, lead the way, take me to find your boss."

The thugs, missing arms and legs, crawled up from the ground, forced by Lin Yuan to limp out of the bar…

Taking Lin Yuan to find their boss…