Chapter 100: A Strange Invitation

  After finishing a cigarette, Lin San stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers: "Waiter."

  "Brother, is there anything I can help you with?" The waitress who had just delivered the wontons walked over.

  "Settle the bill." As he spoke, Lin San began to take out his money.

  "It's okay, brother, that gentleman has paid for you." The waitress pointed behind Lin San.

  Lin San was stunned and turned his head to look, only to find a man in his 30s sitting next to the table behind him, seemingly familiar, but he couldn't quite recall where they had met before.

  At this time, the man stood up from his seat and walked in front of Lin San, extending his hand with a smile: "Friend, we meet again."

  Lin San glanced at the man's hand extended in front of him and showed no intention of shaking hands: "We don't seem to know each other, do we?"

  The man awkwardly withdrew his hand and sat down in the chair opposite Lin San: "We met on the beach a few days ago, when you saved my life."

  After the man's reminder, Lin San finally remembered: "Oh, it's you. Are your injuries healed?" The last time he went to the seaside to clear his mind, he happened to meet this man being chased and killed by a group of Japanese people, and was rescued by Lin San. It had been more than half a month since then, and Lin San had almost forgotten about it.

  "My name is Liu Yang." The man stretched out his hand once again.

  Lin San stretched out his hand and lightly shook hands with Liu Yang: "I'm Lin San."

  "Mr. Lin, thank you again for saving my life last time..." Liu Yang said gratefully.

  Lin San waved his hand: "It's all in the past, no need to mention it again. Did you come here specifically to find me today?"

  Liu Yang nodded: "Yes, my leader wants to see you."

  "Leader?" Lin San furrowed his brow: "What leader?"

  Liu Yang smiled: "Sorry Mr. Lin, I can't tell you for now."

  Lin San scowled, his face somewhat displeased: "I'm busy and can't go see your leader, you'd better leave." As he spoke, Lin San pulled out 10 yuan from his pocket and placed it on the table: "This is for the wontons, return them to me." After finishing speaking, Lin San stood up and left the small shop.

  Liu Yang hastily chased out: "Mr. Lin, please wait a moment."

  Lin San stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Liu Yang: "Do you have anything else?"

  "Mr. Lin, we absolutely have no malicious intent, my leader just wants to have a face-to-face talk with you..." Liu Yang said politely.

  "There's nothing for me to discuss with your leader, I'm really busy, please don't follow me again." Lin San's face was somewhat unhappy.

  At this time, a brand new Audi car slowly stopped by the side of the road.

  The car door opened and a middle-aged man in a black windbreaker got out.

  "Team leader!" Seeing the middle-aged man getting out of the Audi, Liu Yang immediately stood up straight and called out in a respectful tone.

  The middle-aged man ignored Liu Yang and stared straight at Lin San. After a long time, the middle-aged man nodded slightly: "Not bad, indeed extraordinary temperament!"

  Lin San looked up and down at the middle-aged man: "You're the 'leader' who wants to see me?"

  The middle-aged man nodded: "Not bad, it's me who wants to see you."

  "Speak up, what's going on?" Lin San said with a expressionless face.

  "Let's find a quieter place to talk," said the middle-aged man, looking around at the crowded pedestrians.

  Lin San slightly furrowed his brow and remained silent.

  Since the middle-aged man arrived, Liu Yang obediently stood aside and didn't utter another word.

  "What? Afraid to follow me?" The middle-aged man's mouth curled up, a hint of mockery flashing across his face.

  "What's so urgent?" Lin San smiled: "Alright, I'm also curious about your intention in finding me, let's go."

  "This is what a man should be like." The middle-aged man pointed at the Audi and said: "Get in the car."

  This time Lin San did not hesitate, took big strides to the Audi car, opened the rear door and sat in.

  The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Yang: "You come back with me too."

  "Ah." Liu Yang hastily nodded and got into the car, sitting beside Lin San.

  "Hold on, I drive a bit fast." The middle-aged man started the car and stepped on the accelerator. With a "whoosh", the Audi sped away like a black lightning bolt.

  In the city, it was actually traveling at a speed of over 100 miles per hour, and it ran through more than a dozen red lights all the way. What's most surprising is that not a single traffic police officer came to intercept it.

  The Audi turned a few corners and left the city, heading in the direction of the suburbs.

  Lin San sat quietly in his seat, turning his head to look at the scenery outside the window, without saying a word.

  The middle-aged man and Liu Yang were also silent.

  An hour later, the Audi sped out of the borders of Lanzhou City and flew eastward.

  Another hour passed and the Audi car began to slow down gradually before finally stopping at a huge square.

  "We're here." The middle-aged man extinguished the cigarette and opened the car door to get out.

  Liu Yang and Lin San also got out of the car one after another.

  Lin San looked around and found himself in a square surrounded by mountains, with no one in sight. The square was very large, paved with smooth marble, and had some faint patterns. In the center stood a three-story small building, its exterior paint almost completely peeled off, revealing the dark concrete beneath.

  The middle-aged man got off the car and led Lin San and Liu Yang towards the small building.

  The door of the small building was not closed, and several people walked in very smoothly.

  The hall had nothing in it except for a worn-out sofa set.

  "Liu Yang, can you entertain the guests for a bit? I'll go take care of something and be right back." With that, the middle-aged man went straight up the stairs.

  "Mr. Lin, please sit down." Liu Yang politely invited.

  Lin San glanced at Liu Yang and walked over to sit down on the sofa.

  "Mr. Lin, please sit down for a moment, I'll go make you a cup of tea." After finishing speaking, Liu Yang turned around and left.

  Lin San leaned back on the sofa, pulled out a cigarette and slowly lit it up.

  Just as one cigarette was about to be finished, neither the middle-aged man nor Liu Yang had returned.

  Lin San's eyebrows furrowed and a hint of impatience appeared on his face.

  "Thud, thud, thud..." The entrance suddenly echoed with a series of dull sounds, followed by a tall and sturdy man striding into the small building. In his hand was an iron rod as thick as his wrist. The man's head was exceptionally large, estimated to be over 2 meters in height. His scalp was sparse with short hair, his eyes were like bronze bells in size, his mouth was wide open revealing cold teeth, and a scallion was embedded in one of his front teeth...

  Lin San stared at the man who had just entered: "Who are you?"

  The man gave Lin San a glance, let out a loud shout, and swung the iron rod in his hand down towards Lin San's head. The iron rod cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound that showed off its power.

  Lin San's face sank, and he dodged to the side. The iron rod heavily struck the sofa.

  "Crack!" With a loud noise, the hardwood sofa suddenly broke in two and collapsed onto the floor.

  At the moment when the sofa cracked, Lin San let out a loud shout and suddenly jumped into the air, stretching out a fierce foot to kick towards Han's temple.

  The man let out a loud roar and swung his massive fist at Lin San's foot.

  "Bang!" The man's body, over two meters tall, suddenly flew out and crashed through a wall before rolling out of the small building.

  Lin San fell gently to the ground, staring at the broken hole in the wall without saying a word.

  "Thud, thud, thud..." The man who had just flown out walked back into the small building from the front door. At this time, the man's clothes were dirty and disheveled, with several wounds on his arm and face, fresh blood slowly dripping onto the floor.

  Lin San's face showed a hint of surprise: "I didn't think you could take a beating like that?!" Lin San was very clear about the power of his own kick just now, an ordinary person would have been kicked to death or at least lost half their life, but this man in front of him seemed to be fine, indeed a remarkable person.

  The man walked step by step towards Lin San, his eyes filled with anger.

  "It seems like we've never met before, so why are you attacking me?" Lin San asked in a low voice.

  The man had no intention of paying attention to Lin San, and when he was still two meters away from Lin San, the man grasped the end of the iron rod with both hands and swung it down fiercely towards Lin San.

  "How arrogant!" Lin San coldly snorted, stretching out one hand to grab the iron rod that was smashed down, no matter how hard the man tried, the iron rod couldn't be moved an inch.

  The man's forehead began to sweat, his breathing became rapid, and the hands grasping the iron rod also slowly trembled.

  "With just this bit of strength, you dare to come out and make a fool of yourself!" Lin San's mouth twitched slightly as he grasped the iron rod with his right hand and gave it a fierce push.

  The man felt a surge of great power coming from the iron rod, and before he could react, his body followed the iron rod and flew out of the small building.

  Lin San's body flashed lightly and appeared in the air above Hanzi, one foot heavily trampling on Hanzi's chest.

  "Boom!" A loud noise, Hanzi's tall body quickly smashed to the ground, the marble floor was brutally smashed out of a big pit, Hanzi lay in the pit, his mouth constantly bleeding, only breathing in and not out.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" The air rippled with a sudden disturbance from the west, as three gleaming daggers flew straight at Lin San's face.

  Lin San stretched out his hand and grasped, pinching all three daggers between his fingers. With a slight exertion of force, the three daggers all snapped in two and fell to the ground.

  "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......" Three more daggers flew towards him.

  Lin San stretched out his hand and lightly flicked three times, only to see the three flying daggers suddenly stop in mid-air for a moment before turning their heads and flying back along their original path.

  "Ah!" A miserable cry came, a short man fell from the trunk of a tree, with a sharp dagger inserted in each of his two arms and legs.

  When the first wave of daggers flew in, Lin San had already discovered the short man's trail. He directly used a technique to counterattack with the same method, and the second wave of three flying daggers was directly deflected back, inserting into the short man's body. This was still Lin San intentionally showing mercy, leaving the short man's life intact; otherwise, the three sharp daggers would have pierced the short man's chest.