Chapter 176: Seeing Brother Fan Makes One's Legs Go Weak

Miaomiao and the photographer were interviewing Liu Hong inside the house.

Lin Dongfan fetched a rural bamboo chair, sat in the small courtyard, crossed his legs, basked in the sun and smoked; if nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected would happen.

A black off-road vehicle braked sharply at the entrance road.

Both side doors opened.

Five thugs wielding baseball bats got out.

The leader, this guy, wore a thick gold chain around his neck—thicker than chopsticks.

Lin Dongfan took a closer look, his pupils shrinking in shock; that rough face was terribly familiar—wasn't this the Brother Leopard who used to practice writing the "big cry" character on the main road?

Brother Leopard's look today was a bit off.

He hadn't yet noticed the person sitting in the courtyard.

Before getting out of the car, he was busy telling his lackeys to act swiftly—no nonsense, no kidnapping; after smashing the little reporter's interview equipment, they'd pull back.

After getting out of the car.

Upon seeing Lin Dongfan sitting in the courtyard, Brother Leopard's heart gave a jolt: "Damn!" Like a little ghost seeing King Yama, he turned and ran back.

He was so timid that even Lin Dongfan found it hard to watch.

Lin Dongfan let out an angry shout: "Stop!"

Although he didn't shout with the terrifying aura that could shake the stars, it was close enough to a thunderous boom; Brother Leopard only felt his scalp tingle, frozen in place, afraid to move.

Lin Dongfan barked the order: "Attention!"

Brother Leopard immediately threw away his baseball bat, pressed the middle fingers of both hands against his trouser seams, stood ramrod straight, not daring to bend.

Lin Dongfan issued the next command: "About—turn!"

Though Brother Leopard, who had no destiny to be a soldier, turned in a less-than-standard manner, his attitude was proper, his expression well managed, perfectly showing a heart as dead as ashes.

The four young thugs behind saw their leader acting possessed, so timid they didn't dare pick up their baseball bats, each feeling uneasy.

One stepped forward to urge: "Brother Leopard, he's just one guy, we have five—what's there to fear? Let's fuck him up; we've got weapons."

"You don't know shit! Put down the weapons and stand at attention!"

Brother Leopard shouted back in a panic, and those four thugs didn't dare talk back; they immediately dropped their bats and stood in a line beside him, maintaining attention.

Lin Dongfan remained seated with his legs crossed.

Holding a cigarette, he inspected the ranks.

Looking, he felt regret and couldn't help criticizing: "Look at you five misshapen melons and cracked dates—even if you're substandard, that's fine, but why are you so eager? Tell me, what character do you want to learn today?"

"Boss, we're just passing by; today… can we skip the lesson? I swear to heaven, I really have no ambition—I just want to go home and use the toilet…"

When his heart rate reached a certain point, Brother Leopard's tongue began to trip, and he spoke haltingly.

Living this life as if treading on thin ice, he kept going until he forgot why he'd come.

Seeing Lin Dongfan just keep smoking, he also gave an unhappy answer.

Brother Leopard weakly repeated: "Boss, we really have no ambition; we just happened to pass by here—we're not here to wreck the place…"

"What?! You're here to wreck the place?!"

Lin Dongfan tossed his cigarette butt to the ground, stood up, and kicked hard.

He made no extra movements.

Brother Leopard was so scared his legs went weak; he fell to his knees with a thud: "Brother, you misheard—I said we're not here to wreck the place." The four lackeys beside him also dropped to their knees.

Brother Leopard's look of wanting to cry but having no tears, clearly not an act.

Even when going home to sweep tombs on Qingming Festival, he probably isn't that devout.

Miaomiao heard the commotion outside, ran out to look, and was stunned by this kneeling scene; she puzzledly asked Lin Dongfan: "Are you their boss?"

"Damn your sister's boss! They're here to wreck your place."

Just as Lin Dongfan finished retorting, Brother Leopard panicked, at a loss what to do.

He crawled forward two steps:

"Beautiful young lady, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. You're beautiful and kind-hearted; please persuade Brother Fan not to use force. Tomorrow is my mother's birthday—I can't go home with a bruised face."

Seeing this, Miaomiao finally understood—it was the small-time thugs fearing the big-time thugs.

This is truly strange.

Lin Dongfan doesn't have three heads and six arms, yet he can take on five? Sitting in this courtyard with his legs crossed, he actually scared these thugs so much they didn't even need their knees.

Miaomiao glanced at Lin Dongfan in disbelief.

Lin Dongfan shot her a sideways glance: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a 360-degree, flawless handsome guy?"

"!!!"

Faced with such undeniable handsomeness, Miaomiao wanted to retort but had no words, almost bursting a blood vessel from holding it in.

Being this handsome in such a concrete way would be enough, but he's also a rich tycoon!

Being a tycoon would be enough, but he can also, with a raise of his hand, take on five and scare the gold‑chain‑wearing social degenerates into kneeling and begging for mercy!

Heaven really is blind.

He's put all his heaven‑defying attributes onto this scumbag.

The more she thought, the more random thoughts piled up; Miaomiao quickly urged herself: "Don't overthink—this is just a scumbag; even if he's outstanding, he's still a scumbag! Take a deep breath…"

She inhaled deeply to calm her turbulent emotions, then exhaled slowly.

Again, the pleading voice of the kneeling man sounded in her ears:

"Beautiful sister, please don't stand by and do nothing; I beg you to say a few words—this is a civilized society, we shouldn't solve things with violence…"

"Sorry, I can't interfere with big thugs dealing with small thugs."

Miaomiao turned and went back inside to continue interviewing Liu Hong; this lofty cold attitude made it seem as if everything outside had nothing to do with her.

The defeated Brother Leopard, his knees had already given way to the hard concrete ground.

This isn't a minor injury!

If he later pulls down his pants and lets his wife see the two blue‑red marks on his knee, she might suspect he's been suffering as a bottom outside, and then smash a washbasin over his face.

Can't keep kneeling like this!

Absolutely not!

Bao Ge steeled himself and kowtowed to Lin Dongfan on the spot: "Brother, tomorrow really is my mother's 60th birthday; please give me some face, don't embarrass me."

Lin Dongfan smiled and asked: "Where should I hit?"

"There's plenty of meat." Bao Ge stood up, lifted his butt: "Better short pain than long; give me a kick, I want to go home, thanks, brother."

"Get lost!"

Lin Dongfan kicked Bao Ge's butt.

Bao Ge staggered two steps, steadied himself, then shouted loudly: "Thanks for your righteousness, brother!" He ran to the car without looking back, fleeing as fast as he could.

Not long after, Lin Dongfan's phone rang—it was Gao Lu calling.

Gao Lu said on the phone: "Lin Dongfan, let's set a condition: as long as you don't interfere with Green Bamboo Village matters, everything can be negotiated."

"President Gao, the Green Bamboo Village matter has nothing to do with you." Lin Dongfan smiled and asked: "Why are you getting into this muddy water? Don't go looking for trouble."

Gao Lu said: "This matter indeed has nothing to do with me, but…"

"But what? Your son's case—Qiu Ruonan got a three‑year prison sentence; your son, as the traffic accident perpetrator, got only one year, and even a suspended sentence, and still isn't satisfied?" Lin Dongfan said: "Just be a good rich woman; don't meddle in matters that don't concern you—don't fucking stick your nose in! Can you feel my anger?"

"Lin Dongfan, can't you fucking speak properly?!"

"No! Please tell certain people that I'm taking charge of Yang Tao's affair. If Yang Tao unfortunately gets killed, everyone involved will have to be buried with him!"

Lin Dongfan hung up after saying that, welcoming a counterstrike.