Chapter 499: Lin the Madman!

The Mercedes-Benz sped all the way, the engine's roar especially piercing in the quiet night sky.

Lin Yuan gripped the steering wheel with one hand and dialed Pan Jia's phone with the other.

He said coldly: "Pan Jia, tonight mobilize all available personnel and rush to the Ning He Association at Bei Yuan Lu 106 Hao—make it fast."

Pan Jia on the other end hesitated not at all, his voice brisk: "Understood! Lin Bro! I'll notify the brothers to assemble, we'll set off within ten minutes and be there right away!"

After hanging up, Lin Yuan tossed his phone onto the passenger seat.

He slammed the accelerator, and the Mercedes-Benz shot forward like an arrow released from a bow toward the Ning He Association...

……

Not more than twenty minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz pulled up steadily at Bei Yuan Lu 106 Hao.

In front of an old factory building bearing a blue sign, this was indeed the headquarters of the Ning He Association.

Through the car window, the factory's main gate was tightly shut, and a noisy clamor could be faintly heard from inside.

Pan Jia and the others were still on the road, with some distance left before arrival.

But Lin Yuan had no intention of waiting at all.

He pushed open the car door, got out, and walked to the trunk.

Lin Yuan opened the trunk and hauled out Ning Shen, who was still on the verge of unconsciousness.

Ning Shen was in excruciating pain and instantly came to.

Lin Yuan dragged Ning Shen all the way, as if pulling a weightless bag, straight toward the factory gate.

"Bang……!" With a tremendous crash, Lin Yuan kicked the heavy iron door open.

Amid flying rust, he dragged Ning Shen's body… and strode inside.

Ning Shen's unhealed wound scraped against the ground, and blood spread along the trail of his dragging.

On the concrete floor…… a shocking bloodstain was left.

In the air…… a pungent mix of bloody and smoky odors instantly permeated.

Inside the hall, the previous clamor abruptly ceased.

All eyes turned to Lin Yuan.

Rows of thugs stood neatly on either side of the hall……!

Each person gripped a machete or iron rod, a cigarette smoldering between their lips; smoke swirled, and every face showed ferocity and astonishment.

On the leather sofa straight ahead, the Ning He Association's chief, Ning Yu, held a cigar, puffing out smoke rings.

But when Ning Yu saw his own brother being dragged in……

Ning Yu's pupils contracted sharply, and his cigar fell with a 'pat' to the ground!

Ning Yu sprang to his feet, his whole body radiating violent fury: "How dare you hurt my brother like this?!"

Lin Yuan gave a cold laugh, dragged Ning Shen to the center of the hall, and flung him to the ground.

Ning Shen screamed in pain and slowly regained consciousness……

Seeing his older brother Ning Yu before him……

Ning Shen immediately burst into wails: "Big brother! Save me!!"

Lin Yuan lifted his leg and stomped hard on Ning Shen's head; Ning Shen winced in pain and instantly shut his mouth.

Lin Yuan lifted his gaze and said coldly: "Your brother hired people to kill me to silence me—I merely crippled a few of his limbs; isn't that fair?"

Lin Yuan's tone was flat yet full of provocation: "After all, he pointed a gun at me and wouldn't spare anyone around me—I have to return this 'big gift'."

Before his words even faded, Lin Yuan lifted his foot and without hesitation stomped toward Ning Shen's chest.

"Crack…… crack!!"

Two consecutive sounds…… a sharp bone-breaking noise swept through!

Ning Shen bellowed in agony—it was a pain worse than death!!

His body curled up like a shrimp…… he spat blood, his eyes filled with utter terror.'

"You motherfucker, you're asking for death!!" Ning Yu's fury exploded completely!

Ning Yu kicked over the coffee table in front of him, sending glass shards flying.

"Release my brother! Otherwise I'll make you die without a burial place! You dare alone storm my Ning He Association? You truly don't know the height of heaven or depth of earth!"

As Ning Yu's words fell, the surrounding sea of black-clad thugs all closed in from all sides.

Lin Yuan, in an instant, was engulfed by the crowd.

"Is that all you've got?" Lin Yuan glanced around, his tone indifferent.

"People! Come out now!" Ning Yu roared toward the rear hall.

Amid the chaotic footsteps, another batch of weapon-wielding thugs poured out from the side door, merging with the original crowd!

A dense mass of people surrounded Lin Yuan in the center, forming an impenetrable human wall.

Lin Yuan, however, paid no heed…… he glanced over the surrounding sea of people.

Then, Lin Yuan's gaze…… fell back onto Ning Yu.

Lin Yuan said calmly: "Ning Yu, I've come today to propose a deal. If you want your brothers to remain safe and healthy, then…… you must disband the Ning He Association."

Lin Yuan kicked Ning Shen at his feet, his tone flat yet undeniably oppressive: "If the Ning He Association disbands, then I…… can let you go."

"Hahahaha!!" Ning Yu sounded as if he'd heard the biggest joke!

He guffawed ferociously, tears almost falling: "Are you joking, you idiot? Just you? You're not worthy to discuss terms with me!"

The surrounding crowd of thugs also sneered ferociously!

Evidently, everyone regarded Lin Yuan as a joke!

"So there's nothing to discuss?" Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, his voice unflinching.

"Talk? I'll talk shit with you!" Ning Yu's face darkened, his eyes sharp as knives: "Tonight, if you don't make my brother kowtow three times and then cripple your own hands and feet to give me an explanation, don't even think about leaving here alive!"

"Oh really? Then there's nothing to discuss." Lin Yuan gave a slight nod, his tone devoid of joy or anger, "Well then, let me work up a sweat."

Speaking, he raised his hand to undo the buttons of his suit jacket and casually tossed it onto the ground.

This action caused Ning Yu's gaze to suddenly tighten…

Because a dark bloodstain had seeped into the back of Lin Yuan's white shirt!

The fabric around the wound's edges was still faintly bleeding, clearly a fresh gunshot wound.

This guy actually has a gunshot wound on him?!

"You've got a gunshot wound and you dare come alone?" Ning Yu's eyes filled with disbelief, "You fucking lunatic!"

Lin Yuan ignored his curses, his gaze sweeping over the dense crowd on site.

Lin Yuan curled the corner of his mouth into a cold arc, "You Ning He Association, that's all you've got? I told you on the phone, however many people you said, that many should come. Is this all you can do?"

"Arrogant!" Ning Yu was utterly enraged, roaring again toward the back hall, "Everyone! Come out now!"

With heavier footsteps, a third wave of people surged out from every corner of the factory!

Some wielded axes, some carried steel pipes!

Even a few held homemade earthen guns!

The hall instantly filled to bursting, leaving hardly any room to stand.

Lin Yuan stared at the sea of black-clad figures before him…

He showed no fear at all; instead, he flexed his wrists.

"Not bad, looks like everyone's here."

Lin Yuan lifted his chin at them, voice indifferent: "Alright, that's about enough people. You all, come at me together."

As those words fell, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned for a moment??

Immediately afterward, everyone flew into a rage.

"Damn, this kid's too cocky! Kill him!" Someone in the crowd shouted, instantly igniting the thugs' fury!

"Attack!" Ning Yu finally gave the order!

Those who had been hesitating were as if whipped into action!

"Kill!!" Instantly, countless thugs roared savagely!

A sea of people brandished weapons… and surged toward Lin Yuan!

Amid flashing blades and sword shadows, countless fists and kicks aimed at Lin Yuan's vital spots.

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed; he did not retreat but advanced, his body shooting into the crowd like an arrow from a bow.

He used no weapons, relying only on his fists and fierce leg techniques!

As he dodged left and right, each punch struck a thug's vital spot precisely, each kick eliciting a wail.

The first thug to rush at him, having just raised his chopping knife, was hit by Lin Yuan's straight punch to the face, the sound of his nasal bone shattering clearly audible.

That thug's body flew backward, crashing into the people behind him.

Immediately after, Lin Yuan bent to dodge the steel pipe coming from behind.

He swept his right leg outward, knocking down a row of thugs instantly, their groans unceasing.

Boss Ning Yu stood by the sofa, watching Lin Yuan move through the crowd as if through an empty land…

Ning Yu's originally arrogant expression… gradually turned solemn.

He clenched the pistol in his hand, fingers repeatedly rubbing the trigger, yet never dared to fire…

There were too many people on site; he feared hitting his own men.

In the sea of people.

Lin Yuan was like a killing god.

His body fought amidst the dark crowd!

He had no extra moves; his fists were his deadliest weapon!

In just a few minutes, Lin Yuan's knuckles and fists were smeared with warm blood!

Every punch he threw landed precisely on an enemy's cheek or ribs!

The "crack" of breaking bones intertwined with wails.

On the left, a thug swung a steel pipe at him; Lin Yuan sidestepped and simultaneously thrust his right fist forward!

It struck the opponent's nasal bone squarely; the thug's nose sprayed blood, he clutched his face and wailed as he fell;

To the right, someone sneaked an attack; he backhanded a punch, breaking two of the attacker's ribs outright!

That man curled up like a shrimp, his cries turning hoarse.

When his fists weren't enough, Lin Yuan's long legs lashed out like steel whips.

Five or six thugs ahead fanned out to flank him…

Lin Yuan lifted his leg and slammed a kick, the toe precisely striking the leader's knee!

With a crisp snap, that person's knee twisted and deformed, dragging several behind him into a tumble.

Lin Yuan pressed forward, his double fists sweeping in a crushing barrage!!

"Crack!"

"Crack!!"

Wave after wave of joint-disrupting sounds, breaking bones rang out in succession!

The thugs' wrists and arms were twisted and broken one by one!

Thugs collapsed in heaps on the ground, their wails sweeping across the scene.

This… this fucking… how is that possible?

Ning Yu stood by the sofa, the cigar in his hand already extinguished, his face as pale as paper.

He had seen ruthless people before, but he had never seen someone this crazy!!

This Lin Yuan is simply more terrifying than a demon lord!!

One person, able to oppose this many thugs in a sea of people?!

Lin Yuan weaved through the crowd, his white shirt already stained red over half!

Yet he seemed tireless, each punch and kick carrying an aura of destroying heaven and earth!

The thugs around him were mowed down like wheat, falling in swaths.

But there were simply too many people on the scene!

Even if Lin Yuan's skills were even stronger, he could not avoid revealing a flaw.

A thug hiding in the crowd seized the opportunity, gripping a kai shan dao with both hands, and ruthlessly hacked down at Lin Yuan's back.

"Puchi!" the blade sliced Lin Yuan's flesh!

Blood surged from him instantly, soaking his shirt dark brown.

But Lin Yuan not only wasn't knocked down, he instead slowly turned, licking the blood that had splattered at the corner of his mouth.

In Lin Yuan's eyes, a flash of excited crimson passed.

He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat and blood on his brow, looking at the thugs still shouting ahead, the corner of his mouth curling into a bloodthirsty arc: "Just this much strength? Not even enough to tickle."

As his words fell, Lin Yuan suddenly exerted force, charging toward the densest part of the crowd.

This time, his moves were even more vicious!

Lin Yuan's fist directly smashed toward the enemy's temple, his leg techniques each move deadly!

The fallen thugs no longer had the strength to get up.

The knife wounds on Lin Yuan's body... kept bleeding as he moved.

But his speed kept increasing, like an uncontrollable beast tearing opening after opening in the sea of people.

At this moment, Lin Yuan was not Lin Yuan.

But rather, Lin the Madman!

No, more accurately speaking, he was Lin the Demon Lord!