Chapter 422: Kill from ten steps away!

The thugs all drew their cleavers…… glaring at Lin Yuan with fierce eyes!

A sea of countless people had already surrounded Lin Yuan.

It was clear that the conflict was about to erupt.

Lin Yuan stood at the bar's entrance, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

Lin Yuan's right hand slowly rose.

His fingertips held three silver needles.

The next second!

Lin Yuan flicked his wrist lightly, and a silver needle shot out like a meteor, precisely striking Baihejie's knee.

"Ah——!"

Baihejie let out a miserable cry, collapsing heavily to the ground, a piercing pain shooting from his knee, making his whole body tremble.

Lin Yuan said with icy eyes, "Baihejie, do you want to start a fight? I don't mind."

"The next silver needle that hits will be your temple…… within one second, you will die."

Lin Yuan slightly raised his wrist, and a cold glint flashed from his fingertips again.

The second silver needle burst forth, whistling past Baihejie's forehead……

A few strands of Baihejie's black forehead bangs snapped off on the spot, fluttering down to the ground.

The silver needle's momentum undiminished, it "whooshed" into the window of a Maybach sedan not far away, emitting a "thud".

Baihejie shuddered in fright, instinctively shrinking his head back, his pupils widened in shock.

He stared at the broken hair on the ground, then at the needle hole in the Maybach window, his heart pounding nonstop.

Baihejie was completely terrified!

This bastard!

His silver needle hidden weapon…… is actually faster than a pistol bullet, and terrifying!

He can actually kill from ten steps away?!

Baihejie no longer dared to hold his ground, he roared at his subordinates.

"Withdraw! All of you withdraw!!!"

Baihejie was full of panic, no longer the arrogant self he had been.

"Come two people, lift me to the side of the car!" Baihejie angrily shouted at a subordinate!

Soon a few subordinates came, supporting Baihejie as they walked toward the Mercedes-Benz……

The thugs all put away their cleavers, crowding around Baihejie as they dove into the Maybach.

The car door slammed shut, the engine started, the black Maybach pulled away first, followed by the BMW, which also started up, and they quickly vanished into the night.

Lin Yuan stood at the bar's entrance, his gaze following the convoy's disappearing direction until the black vehicle shadows completely melted into the night.

Only then did he slowly withdraw his gaze, turn, and walk back into the bar.

The bar's security guards had already gathered around, each face pale, cold sweat pouring forth.

Pan Jia wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice still trembling: "Brother Lin, that was really dangerous just now, I thought……"

Lin Yuan raised his hand to cut him off, his tone calm: "Stay calm, it's fine. With me here, no one dares to mess with our bar."

Hearing this, the security guards finally relaxed a little.

Time passed bit by bit, the bar's guests gradually dispersed, the warm yellow lights slowly dimming.

At 2 a. m., the last staff member locked the bar's door, and the Goddess Bar officially closed for business.

Lin Yuan stood before the empty bar counter, his gaze cold and focused.

He recalled Baihejie's resentful, fierce look when he was carried away, and a faint unease stirred in his heart.

Lin Yuan suspected that Baihejie couldn't swallow this humiliation and would return late at night to cause trouble.

So Lin Yuan took out his phone and called Pan Jia.

Not long after, Pan Jia arrived with a few reliable security guards, holding flashlights in their hands.

Lin Yuan looked at everyone and said in a low voice: "Everyone has worked hard tonight; stay with me and keep watch near the bar all night."

"If Baihejie really comes to cause trouble, we can respond promptly."

Pan Jia and the security guards all nodded in agreement: "Brother Lin, rest assured, we will hold the fort!"

Lin Yuan took a few bottles of mineral water from the bar counter, handed them out to everyone, then led them out of the bar.

The few people split into two groups, each guarding a street corner on either side of the bar, hiding in the shadows where the streetlights couldn't reach.

As the night deepened, the street grew silent save for the wind; everyone stared intently at the bar's entrance, daring not to relax in the slightest.

……

At 3 a. m., the street was shrouded in night so thick it resembled un dissolving ink.

The streetlights' halos were stretched long; aside from the occasional night-shift vehicle passing by, there was no other movement, even the sound of wind rustling leaves was unusually clear.

Suddenly, a low, muffled engine roar came from afar, growing nearer, shaking the ground slightly numb.

Lin Yuan lay in the shadow of the street corner, his eyes suddenly sharpening@!

It was the sound of bulldozers, and not just one!

He quietly pushed aside the bushes in front of him, lifted his head to look……

Four yellow bulldozers were lined up, rolling toward the bar, the sound of their tracks crushing the pavement especially harsh in the quiet night.

Beside him, Pan Jia gripped the steel pipe in his hand tightly, his voice lowered to a whisper: "Brother Lin, they really came! And there are four of them!"

The few security guards on watch also tensed their bodies!

Lin Yuan, however, said coldly: "Don't panic, I've been waiting for them."

The four bulldozers rolled forward.

The headlights on the vehicle's front pierced the night, the huge bucket slightly drooping, obviously preparing to slam directly into the bar's front door.

In the cab of the lead bulldozer, the driver's profile could be vaguely seen.

The driver stared fixedly at the bar's front door, his foot seemingly already pressing the accelerator.

Lin Yuan's eyes turned sharp, without a hint of hesitation, he sprang up from the dark shade of the trees: "Follow me!"

Before his words finished, he had already rushed ahead toward the lead bulldozer.

Pan Jia and several security guards followed closely behind, gripping rubber batons prepared in advance, their eyes full of tense vigilance.

As they neared the first bulldozer's cab, Lin Yuan swiftly raised his wrist!

Two Silver Needles hissed out, striking precisely into the driver's upper-arm acupressure point.

The driver, head down adjusting the control lever, suddenly stiffened, his fingers hanging in midair!

The driver was utterly immobilized, as if frozen, only able to emit a muffled "uh-uh" sound.

Lin Yuan jerked open the cab's side door, grabbed the driver's collar, and with a little effort pulled him out, throwing him hard into the roadside bushes.

"Watch him!" Lin Yuan shouted to the approaching guards, then turned and rushed toward the second bulldozer.

Seeing his companion subdued, the driver of the second bulldozer panicked and hurriedly hit the horn for help.

But before the sound could spread, Lin Yuan's Silver Needle had already struck his wrist acupressure point.

The driver's hand went limp and drooped…

Lin Yuan seized the moment to climb aboard, hauled the driver down, and dumped him beside the first driver.

Pan Jia also led the guards to surround the third bulldozer…

The driver tried to start the machine and ram forward, but Lin Yuan arrived just in time, a Silver Needle shooting toward his knee; the driver cried out in pain and his body instantly stiffened.

Seeing the situation turn bad, the driver of the last bulldozer wanted to turn around and flee…

Lin Yuan leapt up, grabbed the edge of the cab, and thrust a Silver Needle into the driver's rear-neck acupressure point.

The driver went limp all over, slumping in his seat.

Lin Yuan dragged him out of the vehicle, patted the steering wheel, turned to Pan Jia: "Tie up these four drivers!"

Pan Jia and the others bound the four drivers.

The four bulldozer drivers' faces turned ashen.

Pan Jia and the guards dragged the four drivers to an open space.

Lin Yuan crouched before the lead driver, eyes icy: "Speak, who ordered you to demolish the bar?"

That driver's face was ashen, his lips trembling; at first he refused to talk.

But Lin Yuan raised his hand, and several more Silver Needles were inserted.

The four drivers' faces instantly turned ferocious, their bodies feeling as if tens of thousands of ants were tearing at them, that unbearable sensation making them collapse.

"Will you speak or not?" Lin Yuan demanded coldly.

The four drivers, desperate and broken, stammered: "It… it was Baihejie, Young Master Bai! He said… said no one would care at midnight, telling us to flatten the bar, and afterward he'd give each of us 100,000 yuan!"

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed; sure enough, it was Baihejie.

Lin Yuan crouched before the lead driver again, eyes icy: "Speak, where does Baihejie live?"

The lead driver's face was ashen, yet he gritted his teeth and shook his head: "We… we don't know! Young Master Bai never told us his address!"

The lanky driver beside him also nodded, voice trembling: "Right… we only handle the work, we don't know anything else!"

Lin Yuan stared at them for two seconds, then a Silver Needle suddenly appeared at his fingertip.

He flicked his wrist; the Silver Needle hissed into the lanky driver's forearm acupressure point.

The lanky driver suddenly screamed, his arm violently spasming, cold sweat instantly soaking his clothes; pain curled him into a ball on the ground, his forehead repeatedly striking the floor.

"Ah… it hurts! So painful! My arm… uh ah!"

His voice hoarse, tears and snot streaming together, the sight of his agony made the other three drivers' faces turn deathly pale.

Lin Yuan rose, walked to the second driver: "Will you speak or not?"

That driver's lips trembled, his eyes full of fear, yet he still hesitated and stayed silent.

Lin Yuan flicked his fingertip; the Silver Needle pierced his thigh acupressure point.

"Ah!"

The second driver also howled, his thigh feeling as if countless needles were stabbing him at once, the agony making him roll on the ground, unable to speak.

"I'll ask one last time."

Lin Yuan's voice ice-cold, his gaze sweeping the remaining two drivers: "Baihejie's address—speak, and I'll pull out your needles."

"If you don't, I'll make your lives worse than death; whether you survive in the end is up to your luck."

The first driver, seeing his companion's agony, finally couldn't bear it, trembling as he shouted: "I'll talk! I'll talk!"

"Young Master Bai lives at 108 Huan Shan Road! Nine Streams Cloud Mountain Villa! That's his private villa!"

The remaining drivers quickly chimed in, fearing Lin Yuan would strike again with needles: "Exactly! It's 108 Huan Shan Road! Security is especially tight; we've only been there once!"

Lin Yuan confirmed their accounts matched, then raised his hand and pulled the Silver Needles from each driver's acupressure points in turn.

The pain faded; the four drivers collapsed on the ground, gasping heavily, their eyes toward Lin Yuan full of fear.

Lin Yuan instructed Pan Jia: "Call the police, send them straight to the City Public Security Bureau; also, confiscate their phones so they can't contact the Bai family."

Pan Jia nodded solemnly: "Understood!"

Lin Yuan rose, gazing at the four bulldozers parked in the open space, a flicker of coldness in his eyes.

He turned to Pan Jia: "You stay at the bar, watch the door; I'm going to the Nine Streams Cloud Mountain Villa."

Pan Jia and the guards heard this, their faces turning pale with shock.

Pan Jia hurriedly protested: "Brother Lin, this is too dangerous! The Nine Streams Cloud Mountain Villa has bodyguards; you going alone… that's really dangerous!"

Lin Yuan waved a hand: "Don't worry, if he can come smash my bar, why can't I go meet him?"

After saying that, he walked straight to the bulldozer at the front, opened the cab door and climbed in.

Although he had never operated a bulldozer before, he had watched the driver do it.

Lin Yuan fumbled to press the start button, and the engine let out a dull roar again.

He adjusted the direction and turned on the phone navigation.

Then Lin Yuan drove the bulldozer, heading toward the mountain road all night…