Chapter 272

Blood dripped from the tips of Lin Yu's hair.

His back looked incomparably terrifying.

The elders of Heigou Gang recalled the scene from ten years ago.

"Brother Yanwang! It's Brother Yanwang!"

A very distant memory...

Appeared in their minds.

Brother Yanwang...

Wrathful Demon...

No matter which name it was, it made "Four-Five-Seven" tremble at the mere mention.

"Brother Yanwang? The master of the Ascending Heaven Pavilion? Isn't he long dead?"

The younger generation didn't take Brother Yanwang to heart at all.

"Even if he isn't dead, he's just an ordinary person now. What, with so many of us, could we still be scared of him?"

Even though Hundred Eyes had been killed by Lin Yu.

They still didn't believe it.

Lin Yu.

Could survive at their hands.

"Who cares what Brother Yanwang, kill him! From now on, I'll change my name to Brother Yanwang."

A small thug stared at Lin Yu, letting out a wild laugh.

But the laughter stopped abruptly.

Lin Yu's staff was already thrust into his throat.

The thug clutched his own neck, his face full of disbelief.

He collapsed to the ground.

The other several dozen people saw that Lin Yu still dared to strike.

"Damn it! Kill him."

"Charge together. This world doesn't need any Brother Yanwang anymore. We are the ones leading the era."

The younger generation of thugs continued to swarm Lin Yu.

The people of Class Ultimate didn't dare to act; this was no longer some small scuffle.

They hadn't experienced it.

Lin Yu was drenched in blood all over.

His expression was blank.

The wounds on his body were of no consequence to him.

The several dozen who charged up collapsed to the ground.

All of them were killed.

After Lin Yu finished all this.

He ignored everyone.

He wiped the dagger in his hand.

"Submit..."

"Or die..."

A single glance.

Killing intent roared.

Invisibly, a hand locked around everyone's neck.

"Ghh—ghh—ghh..."

They couldn't speak.

At the same time, they understood.

Brother Yanwang.

Truly exists.

Clatter.

The sound of the staff hitting the ground was very crisp.

It broke the silence of the scene.

These people, one after another, threw down the staffs in their hands.

The remaining people chose to submit.

"Go back and tell Heigou, if he doesn't want to die, then have books on technology delivered to me every day."

Lin Yu had no intention of continuing to kill; these people weren't worth him dealing with like this.

Heigou, if he hadn't forgotten the events of those years, should know.

What to do.

Lin Yu let them leave.

The people of Class Ultimate witnessed it.

The fearsome power of "Brother Yanwang."

That was a devil who walked out from a sea of corpses and blood.

Enough to make one's blood run cold.

Lin Yu looked down at himself, covered in blood, and felt a bit helpless.

"Young Lady, shall we go home?"

Lei Ting heard Lin Yu's words, came back to her senses, and grabbed his hand.

To take him home.

Seeing Zhong Wanjun said nothing.

Jin Bao San popped out from who knows where.

"Cry, man, cry—it's not a crime..."

Seeing Zhong Wanjun took out a marble and flicked it at Jin Bao San's head.

The world, at last, fell quiet.

Back at Lei Ting's home.

Lin Yu came out after his bath.

Lei Ting had already taken out the medicine box.

"Let me dress your wounds."

Lin Yu did not refuse.

He bared his back.

She saw Lin Yu's body covered in scars.

God only knew what he had been through...

Lin Yu was now about the same age as her.

But the scars on his body—even someone who ran with the underworld couldn't have more.

Bai Yan was the exception; that guy was pure self-harm.

She carefully applied the medicine to Lin Yu.

"I don't want to see you get hurt like this anymore."

Her heart ached.

For Lei Ting.

The murderous aura on Lin Yu, though frightening, could not drive her away.

In her eyes

there was only heartache.

"From now on, let me be the one behind you, alright?"

Lei Ting hugged Lin Yu.