As Fang Lin approached, the two big men with mustaches were so frightened that they took seven or eight steps back and trembled all over. How could they care about him?
Even if he wants to ask for help, even self-protection is a problem. How can anyone dare to take care of him?
Despite all the calculations, the moustache never expected that more than 20 strong men would not even have a chance to catch an ordinary person, let alone that the young boy in front of him who looked like a young man could be so terrifying.
At this time, the mustache was really miserable. With the Fourth Master as a golden sign, if they were the only ones who usually bullied others, how could anyone dare to come and cause trouble?
So the security issue is just a wanton decoration. Where are the experts?
"So, your Fourth Master's IQ is not very good! He actually has such a stupid henchman like you.
Didn't I make it clear that I just wanted to poke his fourth master in the back?
To put it bluntly, I just want to offend him, what?"
With a slight smile, Fang Lin casually slid his fingers over the gourd, and instantly a sharp dagger appeared between his fingers, saying in a joking tone.
“You…what are you…going to do?
This...this is in broad daylight, with so many people watching...looking at you! You...don't do whatever you want."
At this moment, Mustache Hu completely understood that in this situation, his Fourth Master could not protect him at all.
In an instant, he was even more frightened. While crawling backwards, he looked at the dagger in Fang Lin's hand in horror and said.
I saw a ray of silver light spinning and flying above the head of the mustache, and hair was flying all over the sky in an instant. In the blink of an eye, not only was there not a single hair left on the top of the mustache, but even the signature mustache was gone.
At the same time, a burst of ghostly cries and wolf howls, which was even worse than the slaughter of pigs, was also deafening.
By the time Fang Lin retracted the dagger, the top of his mustache was already dripping with blood.
"Sorry, I'm not a professional barber after all, and I don't know how to use the tools. I made some mistakes.
By the way, you can leave now.
Please tell me, Mr. Fourth, I have not only touched one of your hairs, but also countless of them.
As for other people, if I turn from darkness to light, I can naturally pretend that nothing happened, and I will be indispensable for glory and wealth without you.
Of course, you can also leave, but this heart-wrenching pain will be with you for life, so it’s up to you!"
He casually shot two silver needles and knocked the last two strong men to the ground like their companions. Fang Lin returned to his seat calmly as if nothing had happened.
"Okay... good boy, you... just wait for me. If I don't cut you into pieces, I will never be human again."
Although the mustache also knew that the reason why he let her go was not because of any good intentions, but because he wanted to lure the Fourth Master out.
But now that the matter was over, Hu Zihu had no other choice. It was obviously important to save his life, so he quickly glared at Fang Lin and immediately crawled out of the store.
Before leaving, Mustached Hu had not thought of taking everyone away.
It's a pity that everyone at this time is suffering from the pain of bone erosion and is worse than death. Even if they want to leave with him, they no longer have the strength.
Although it is indeed terrifying to be an enemy of the fourth master, instead of suffering the pain that is worse than death every day, it is better to give it a try. Besides, everyone has truly experienced how powerful Fang Lin is, so the moment the mustache left, Er
More than a dozen strong men chose to kneel down and surrender.
As several middle-aged men and several crying women barged in, Fang Lin waved his hand casually. After taking out the silver needles from everyone's bodies, Fang Lin did not waste any more time and quickly followed the others in three steps and two steps at a time.
Third floor.
"Ji Ming, Ji Ming..." "My son! How could this happen?
Wake up and answer mother! My son..." "Store manager...Store manager, please come out. My son has always been in good health, how could he suddenly die suddenly?
There must be something wrong with your mutton, everyone must bear witness for me! Manager...get out of here."
"Fourth Master, our Ji family is at odds with yours."
Following a burst of shouting, people smashed tables, and people flipped up stools. The entire third floor became a complete mess in an instant.
Although Fourth Master is known to be powerful, seeing their beloved son die so violently and tragically in Fourth Master's shop, the Ji family's reaction is also reasonable.
Although everyone felt that the Ji family was pitiful, but looking at the Ji family who was heartbroken and seemed to be going crazy, how could anyone dare to step forward to comfort them?
Everyone looked at each other for a while, not knowing what to do?
Moreover, the employees in the store had already been so frightened that they fled from the back kitchen, and it was impossible for anyone to step forward to deal with the matter.
The most important thing is that everyone is still very afraid of the fourth master's reputation and methods, for fear that if they are not careful, they will get into trouble.
Looking at the young man in the woman's arms, whose face was as white as a sheet of paper and whose body was completely stiff, and the Ji family members who were crying heartbrokenly, Yu Cai couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and she shed hot tears with extremely complicated emotions.
"The coffin has arrived. Which of you ordered the coffin?"
Just when everyone was feeling sorry, a loud shout suddenly came from downstairs, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. Every word was like a sharp needle piercing the hearts of everyone in the Ji family. Ji Ming's parents
He was so heartbroken that he fainted.
"Go and ask someone to leave the coffin at the gate for the fourth master."
Glancing at Yu Cai beside him, Fang Lin said calmly.
While speaking, Fang Lin also briefly looked at Ji Ming again.
He is about 24 or 5 years old, has good facial features, is about 1.75 meters tall, and looks a little thin.
With fair skin like a woman, she gives people a gentle and elegant feeling at first glance.
"Everyone, don't be sad yet. In fact, Mr. Ji is still alive. I have a way to save him."
Feeling that it was time, Fang Lin stepped forward and said calmly.
"Isn't this the hot pot restaurant across the street?"
"Is this guy crazy?
It’s been so long and it’s already been cold. Now that you’re in the limelight, you’re probably out of your mind, right?”
"Who knows! He probably wants to take the opportunity to humiliate the Fourth Master!"
"I think he is humiliating himself. He is already cold, how can he save him?
Isn’t this shameless talk?
Are you going to slap yourself in the face?"
"I really don't understand these young people. Could it be that he really has some ability to bring the dead back to life?"
"I can't tell, let's take a look first and then talk.
However, I feel that there is still a big element of bragging, and it should be a desire to gain limelight.”
"There's no point in trying to show off! Who dares to eat in the fourth master's shop when he's here?
What’s more, he has offended the fourth master now. If he goes to his store, he will become his enemy, and we wouldn’t dare even if we had a hundred courages!”
"I don't understand, anyway, I think that hot pot restaurant must be going bankrupt.
Hey! Let’s talk about it after watching the show! I didn’t expect that I couldn’t curry favor with Fourth Master, but in the end I made a fuss.”
