Chapter 334: Carving a Path of Survival

The lighter flew into the doorway with its flame; that terrifying parabola, illuminated by the gasoline, appeared especially glaring, like the wrathful flames of the grim reaper.

Sun Zhiqing, who had just come out of the restroom, turned deathly pale upon seeing this scene.

She instinctively screamed: "Be careful!"

That's a bit pointless—who doesn't know to be careful? Now the floor is soaked with gasoline; if the lighter falls to the ground, this private room will instantly become a sea of fire.

By then, two freshly baked corpses will headline tomorrow's news.

Perhaps an unscrupulous editor will write a critique: "Did he seduce her, or did she seduce him? A pair of wild mandarin ducks sharing a nest, even on the road to the Yellow Springs they'll roam free!"

In that moment, Lin Dongfan already imagined a disastrous ending of utter ruin and disgrace.

Just as the lighter was about to hit the ground.

Lin Dongfan jumped in place, intending to emulate the majestic pose of a soccer goalkeeper leaping to catch a ball, trying to snatch the lighter in midair.

He hadn't expected that as soon as he exerted force with his legs,

he underestimated the gasoline's slickness; his feet slipped with a "sizzle," and he flopped onto his back like a helpless piece of trash.

Fortunately, his fate was not yet sealed.

When the lighter was still half a meter above the ground, the prone Lin Dongfan swiftly lifted his legs and barely managed to clamp the lighter between them.

Damn it!

I don't know what brand of high-end lighter this is.

Yet the flame refuses to go out.

Holding his legs aloft while lying on the floor is a real test of one's waist strength; in this moment, Lin Dongfan already felt his lower back aching, and keeping his legs up was exhausting.

Lin Dongfan shouted urgently: "What are you standing there for? Get the fire extinguisher!"

"Right, the fire extinguisher."

Sun Zhiqing, still shaken, belatedly came to her senses, turned, grabbed a dry powder fire extinguisher from the corner of the restroom, pulled the safety pin, and sprayed the lighter in a fierce burst.

In the blink of an eye.

The fire went out, and Lin Dongfan's two feet were sprayed white.

"Phew... that was close..."

Lin Dongfan finally could lower his suspended legs, lying on the ground and taking a deep sigh of relief.

To Lin Dongfan's surprise, Sun Zhiqing, still holding the fire extinguisher, suddenly sprayed him again in a fierce burst, dousing his head as well, from head to toe.

She turned him directly into a white powder-covered figure.

"Are you stupid? You sprayed the wrong person—your enemy is outside." Lin Dongfan rose sullenly, suspecting Sun Zhiqing was taking the opportunity for revenge.

Sun Zhiqing saw that Lin Dongfan's back had not yet been sprayed.

She sprayed his back again in a fierce burst: "Not you being stupid—spraying the whole body can prevent fire."

"You can actually do something like that?"

Lin Dongfan frowned, thought for a moment, was momentarily speechless, and felt that Sun Zhiqing's fire‑prevention logic actually made sense.

"You should also guard against fire."

Lin Dongfan took the extinguisher, gave Sun Zhiqing a thorough all‑around blast; she laughed, turned her body to cooperate, making sure every part could be sprayed.

Actually, this doesn't truly serve as fire prevention.

Because everyone is wearing clothes, the dry powder can't fully cover the body's surface; moreover, clothing itself is flammable and ignites easily.

Outside the door, Qin Songde.

Through the doorway he saw the two of them spraying each other with fire extinguisher inside the room, and couldn't help but sneer: "You damned couple, even with death looming you still have the energy to be lovey‑dovey..."

"Brother Fan, I'm here, hold the line!"

Before Qin Songde could finish speaking, Lao Ba's shout rang out from outside.

The next second.

Outside in the corridor came the sound of fierce fighting.

Lin Dongfan's little thumping heart also beat faster with excitement; the top‑tier expert of the bodyguard world had already arrived on the battlefield—what was there to fear?

"Take it for self‑defense."

Lin Dongfan returned the anti‑rape electric baton to Sun Zhiqing, turned, opened the door, and joined the melee.

The situation in the corridor was chaotic.

Xie Xiaofeng pulls his punches a bit, but Lao Ba is different.

Lao Ba possesses boundless strength!

Once his blood is up, he often doesn't know his own strength; back in the unit, if he hadn't accidentally injured the leader's son, he wouldn't have been forced to retire.

If his fist slammed into a wall, even the hard wall would bear a fist imprint.

The Zhou family's bodyguards, whose flesh is certainly not as hard as a wall, will basically collapse on the spot if they unluckily take a punch from Lao Ba, with no chance to get up again.

The Zhou family has ten bodyguards!

Two of them have already fallen at the entrance to the first floor of the Qingguo Clubhouse, taken down by Xie Xiaofeng.

Of the eight bodyguards on the second floor, in the blink of an eye four have hit the ground, each knocked out by a single punch from Lao Ba.

All were one‑punch KOs, with no chance to fight back.

The remaining four bodyguards, seeing this, were all scared stiff, their legs trembling.

They dared not rush forward any further.

Seeing several of his subordinates cower, Qin Songde's face turned livid with rage: "All of you, get on them! Grab them and beat them to death! I'll take responsibility if anyone dies!"

Having said that, he turned and ran toward the other end of the corridor.

He intended to flee posthaste.

"Qin you old dog, you've lost your scruples!"

Lin Dongfan grabbed a fire extinguisher and chased after him, smashing a canister into Qin Songde's back.

Qin Songde staggered two steps.

Qin Songde fell face down to the ground.

"Old dog Qin, take another punch from this young master!"

Qin Songde had just climbed up from the ground when Lin Dongfan, who had caught up, swung a fierce punch and knocked him down again.

That was a strong and forceful punch.

It directly knocked out two of Qin Songde's teeth.

Seeing Lin Dongfan still wanting to throw a second punch, Qin Songde didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and in panic he shouted, "Section Chief Lin, killing is illegal! Don't act recklessly."

"Oh right, I almost forgot you're also a person."

Lin Dongfan lowered his fist with a smile, turned to glance at the battle behind him—Old Ba is Old Ba; with just the time to fart, he's already taken down the whole arena.

"Fan Ge, you... you alright?"

Xie Xiaofeng stared in disbelief at Lin Dongfan, who was covered head to toe in dry powder, unable to imagine what had just happened.

"It's not me saying this, you two, but your comprehension today is really lacking." Lin Dongfan chuckled, complaining: "The boss has been out of contact for so long, yet you didn't take the initiative to attack, waiting for me to shout. Do you know? The boss—me—just barely avoided being burned to death; luckily my quick reflexes let me grab the lighter..."

"Watch out for a sneak attack!"

Lao Ba suddenly stared in shock, took two steps, then lunged toward Lin Dongfan with a quick stride.

In the end, he was still half a beat slow.

Qin Songde climbed to his feet, holding the fire extinguisher, aiming to smash Lin Dongfan's head. However, Lin Dongfan, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, kicked back hard with his right foot.

The kick landed precisely on Qin Songde's crotch.

"Oh—!!"

Accompanied by a miserable cry, Qin Songde's legs crossed into an X shape, the fire extinguisher in his hand clanged to the ground and landed on his own foot.

Everything behind him seemed to have been within Lin Dongfan's expectations.

Lin Dongfan couldn't be bothered to turn and look, simply raised his thumb and pointed back at Qin Songde, who was clutching his crotch, saying, "Find a private room and lock this old dog up first."

"Lin Dongfan!"

Qin Songde glared at the back of Lin Dongfan's head.

With a hoarse, exhausted roar, he shouted: "If I suffer any misfortune, the Zou family will never let you off! Then your whole Lin family will be buried with me—don't believe me? Try it!"

"Old dog, you're shouting so loud you scared me."

Lin Dongfan turned and stared coldly at Qin Songde, giving a faint smile.

He then issued another command to Xie Xiaofeng behind him: "Xiaofeng, call Yang Qing and have him come over to teach this old dog how to behave!"