Everyone, including Qin Lan, was startled.
"Did you hear clearly what he just said?" Sun Jiancheng turned his head to Qin Lan.
Qin Lan looked disdainful, "He told us to kneel down for him."
Sun Jiancheng burst into loud laughter, "Damn it, this piece of trash really thinks he is an onion, daring to say such things."
The several strong men in the private room laughed along with him.
"Chen Fan, have you forgotten that I won the Sanda championship? Everyone here is a master from the city's Sanda team. Do you think you can beat so many of us alone?"
"How about this, I'll give you another chance. Crawl under my crotch, and I'll forgive your arrogance just now, how about it?"
As Sun Jiancheng spoke, he lifted a leg and placed it on the chair, revealing a malicious smile on his face.
"Crawl."
Chen Fan snorted coldly and didn't bother to waste words with these people. He suddenly kicked up, striking Sun Jiancheng in the groin.
Ow~
Sun Jiancheng screamed miserably, clutching his groin and jumping up.
"Fuck your ancestors! You dare to kick me! Brothers, get him, beat him to death!"
Seeing this, the several brawny men immediately surrounded Chen Fan.
Chen Fan remained calm, recalling the martial arts he had just learned in the afternoon. With a flash, he disappeared from where he was.
Then, Qin Lan, who was watching from the sidelines, widened her eyes. She saw seven Chen Fans appear in front of those seven brawny men!
The seven Chen Fans struck together, and the brawny men couldn't react in time - they all fell to the ground groaning in pain.
"This... this... how is this possible! Am I seeing things?" Qin Lan rubbed her eyes forcefully.
She wasn't seeing things; at that moment, there indeed seemed to be seven Chen Fans in the private room.
But those weren't Chen Fan's clones, rather they were afterimages.
Chen Fan took down the seven brawny men in sequence, but his speed was so fast that to Qin Lan, it looked like seven Chen Fans acted simultaneously.
Mere Sanda masters, how could they compare with the martial arts of Qi Cultivation?
After dealing with the seven brawny men, Chen Fan approached Sun Jiancheng, who was red-faced and struggling to breathe.
Sun Jiancheng finally recovered and threw a vicious punch towards Chen Fan.
Chen Fan grabbed his fist easily, and then kicked him again in the groin.
Sun Jiancheng squeezed his legs together and knelt on the ground.
"I said before that it was not too late to kneel. You just wouldn't listen."
Following that, he kicked out, hitting Sun Jiancheng in the chest.
Sun Jiancheng flew backward and crashed into the wall, spitting out blood.
"How... how could this be..." Sun Jiancheng stared at Chen Fan, his eyes filled with fear.
Chen Fan didn't pay him any more attention and turned to walk over to Qin Lan.
Qin Lan was so scared she was practically petrified, her mouth agape enough to fit an egg.
"How are you coming along with considering the divorce?" Chen Fan asked.
Qin Lan looked at Chen Fan fearfully, her whole body trembling, "I... I..."
Seeing that Qin Lan was lost for words, Chen Fan sighed, "Forget it, I'll give you another week. In a week, we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get divorced."
"Also, don't ever pull this kind of stunt on me again. You can't bear my anger."
After speaking, Chen Fan turned to leave.
But as he reached the door, he stopped.
Qin Lan was just about to check on Sun Jiancheng's condition but was so frightened that she instantly stood still again.
Chen Fan walked over to one of the moaning brawny men and squatted down, "You guys joined forces to beat me, and I was scared. Asking you for 500 yuan as compensation for my mental distress shouldn't be too much, should it?"
The brawny man was stunned by these words.
You were scared? Clearly, it was us who were scared, okay!
However, he was afraid of Chen Fan taking action again and quickly nodded, "Not too much, not too much."
He subsequently took out five hundred yuan from within his clothes and gave it to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan followed the same method, moving one by one to the remaining six burly men.
Those six people were also subdued by Chen Fan's skills, and without a second thought, they gave him the money.
Finally, Chen Fan approached Sun Jiancheng.
Sun Jiancheng swallowed saliva, forehead covered in cold sweat; without waiting for Chen Fan to speak, he took out five hundred and handed it over.
Chen Fan received it, "There's still five hundred more."
Sun Jiancheng: "???"
"Aren't they all giving five hundred? Why do I have to give another five hundred?"
Chen Fan, with all seriousness, "You're the ringleader, plus you made me crawl through trousers, giving me the deepest scare."
Sun Jiancheng: "..."
Under pressure, he had no choice but to take out another five hundred and give it to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan pocketed the four thousand five hundred yuan with satisfaction, "Now, at least I don't have to worry about living expenses."
Then, he left the private room.
Qin Lan made sure Chen Fan had really left before she hurried to Sun Jiancheng's side, helping him up with concern, "Dear, are you okay?"
Sun Jiancheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with vengeance: "I'm going to kill him!"
Qin Lan wore a worried expression, "But he's so powerful, so many of you couldn't beat him, I never realized he was that strong before, sigh..."
Sun Jiancheng snorted coldly, "So what if he can fight, he's just a brute with no brains!"
"Isn't your grandmother's birthday banquet a week from now? Tell Chen Fan to come to the banquet to discuss the divorce. I will make him lose face in front of all your Qin family!"
...
In the night, Chen Fan walked back to the villa.
He was in a good mood, being able to personally beat his wife's affair partner to the point of vomiting blood was quite the satisfying feeling.
"Strength is the true path, this saying really is the truth."
"I've only reached the first level of Qi Cultivation and I got Sun Jiancheng begging on his knees; I can't wait to see what it's like when I reach the Foundation Establishment Realm."
Passing by a bustling intersection,
a commotion came through.
Chen Fan turned his head to look, noticing a crowd had gathered.
"Who can save my daughter, please, save my daughter..."
Chen Fan stepped closer and saw a beautiful woman sitting on the ground in a panic, holding a seven or eight-year-old girl in her arms.
The little girl's face was pale, her eyes closed tightly, and her breath weak.
Without any hesitation, Chen Fan squeezed to the front of the beautiful woman, took the little girl from her, and laid her flat on the ground.
"Ma'am, I know a bit of medical skills, let me take a look at her."
Seeing that someone was willing to help, desperation turned to excitement on the beautiful woman's face, "Thank you, thank you. My daughter was fine just now, I don't know what happened, it will still take ten minutes for the ambulance to get here, please save her!"
Chen Fan didn't say anything but started to carefully check the girl's condition.
"Food poisoning?" Chen Fan murmured to himself.
After determining the girl's condition, Chen Fan lifted his head to look at the crowd, "Can someone help me buy some silver needles?"
"There's a pharmacy right next door, I'll go buy them!" a concerned citizen shouted.
In less than a minute, the person brought the silver needles over.
Chen Fan quickly uncovered the little girl's clothes, took the silver needles, and started puncturing her belly.
Nine Revolutions Resurrection Needle!
The onlookers were stunned by Chen Fan's needlework, never having seen such an aura with acupuncture.
When he got to the eighth needle, a sharp voice rang out.
"Chen Fan? What are you doing here, you good-for-nothing?"
Chen Fan glanced up and saw that it was his mother-in-law, Zhang Wanfang.