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Chapter 768 - 769: The Richest Man’s Only Son_1

Chapter 768: Chapter 769: The Richest Man’s Only Son_1

"Get lost!" Yang Mingzhu’s words naturally also infuriated Heizi.

Seeing that Yang Mingzhu stood her ground, he immediately reached out to push her chest.

This Heizi, damn, was clearly no good.

Seeing how beautiful Yang Mingzhu was, Heizi’s mind actually harbored improper thoughts.

"Bastard, are you fucking looking to die!" Beside them, Li Changlin’s gaze sharpened, and he quickly stepped in front of Yang Mingzhu.

Then, Li Changlin suddenly raised his hand and firmly grasped Heizi’s wrist.

With a movement of his arm, he violently twisted Heizi’s hand.

Instantly, a cracking sound was heard as Heizi’s wrist was twisted out of joint by Li Changlin.

Ah!

From Heizi’s mouth came a piercing scream of agony, as he was in excruciating pain.

Like a madman, he struggled desperately to free his hand from Li Changlin’s grip.

But Li Changlin’s hand was like a tiger’s vise—Heizi couldn’t break free at all.

For a moment, Heizi was furious.

The anger in his heart, coupled with the pain in his wrist, drove Heizi to near madness with shame and rage.

His left hand suddenly reached towards his waist.

There, hidden, was a dagger.

Swoosh!

Heizi quickly drew the dagger and without hesitation, thrust it towards Li Changlin’s chest.

He was a member of the Jiang Family, and this time he was defending Chen Si, so even if he killed Li Changlin, his heart felt no pressure at all.

Even more, Heizi believed that after exerting himself so much, the young master would surely rely heavily on him thereafter.

However, to Li Changlin, his movements were as slow as an ant crawling.

The moment Heizi’s left hand had just risen, Li Changlin’s arm shook, and a surge of Dark Energy instantly flowed from Heizi’s right hand into his left arm.

Instantly, Heizi felt his arm go numb, his fingers involuntarily loosened, and the dagger fell straight to the ground.

"This!" Heizi was shocked to the core.

The weirdness of the situation left him bewildered for a moment.

By then, Li Changlin coldly snorted and then lifted his foot and bent his knee, harshly striking Heizi’s belly.

Ah!

A scream.

From Heizi’s mouth came a desolate cry as if he had just lost his own father.

The scream was miserable, horrifying, and made one’s skin crawl.

But, Li Changlin seemed deaf to it as he reached out his hand and swung his fist.

With a thunderous noise, he smashed it directly onto Heizi’s head.

Bang!

Heizi’s head was directly crushed by Li Changlin.

This was Li Changlin holding back; otherwise, with his strength, that one blow could have completely shattered the scoundrel’s head.

Even so, blood swiftly flowed out along the split wound.

"Big Brother Li, you, be careful," Yang Mingzhu said, terribly frightened by the action.

She was worried Li Changlin would kill Heizi.

"Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing," replied Li Changlin, his control over his body’s strength was very precise.

Heizi was just a lowly henchman, not nearly enough to warrant Li Changlin taking a life.

Of course, if the person in front of him now were Jiang Xingwei, there might actually be a possibility that Li Changlin would indeed kill him.

Although Heizi’s situation looked pretty dire, it was really just superficial wounds, far from even being considered minor injuries.

It was just that Heizi’s face was now smeared with fresh blood.

So his expression appeared exceedingly ferocious.

And at that moment, Heizi had already been thrown onto the ground by Li Changlin, who then ferociously kicked him several more times.

Witnessing this, another security guard was scared to death; he jumped to one side and shouted in terror, "Don’t, don’t come any closer, please!"

"Scram!" Li Changlin strode forward and simply pushed the man aside.

This security guard, clearly lacking Heizi’s boldness, was completely defenseless in Li Changlin’s hands.

Of course, even if he were very skilled, he would stand no chance against Li Changlin.

The strongest among the Four Great Families of Jincheng were at Transcendent Realm level.

Li Changlin’s power had already become comparable to those in the Middle Stage of Virtual Energy, so it was unlikely that someone of the Transcendent Realm could even beat one of his hands.

What were Heizi and this security guard, then? They did not even qualify to be Li Changlin’s enemies!

Pushed away by Li Changlin, the security guard actually felt a sigh of relief.

He staggered backward involuntarily and took several steps but still couldn’t keep his balance.

With a plop, the man fell straight to the ground.

However, the bastard was somewhat clever.

After falling, he didn’t immediately get up.

He cautiously raised his head and, seeing Li Changlin approaching Chen Si, he was immediately terrified and ducked back down, not daring to move an inch.

"What do you want, don’t come here!" Chen Si felt a jolt in his heart as Li Changlin advanced on him, and he couldn’t help but retreat several steps.

"You want us to pay up, huh? You really think you can extort us, huh? You dare insult my Mingzhu!" Li Changlin gritted his teeth and stared coldly at Chen Si, speaking unhurriedly, "You broke the rules by overtaking, caused an accident and don’t reflect on it, don’t think to solve the problem, but still hope to shirk responsibility and seek trouble with us. Boy, I tell you, you’re really asking for trouble, asking for misery, you know that!"

"Don’t, don’t talk big!" Chen Si felt enormous pressure; he was astonished that this seemingly younger man before him could exhibit such a terrifying aura.

He had only encountered such an aura occasionally when his father got angry.

Yet, that time it hadn’t been directed at him, his son, so Chen Si didn’t feel much at the moment.

But now, Chen Si truly understood what an upper-class person’s aura felt like.

Only, the person before him was clearly just a poor guy!

Since when did Jincheng produce such an impressive individual?

In Jincheng, even the direct descendants of the Four Great Families had to behave respectfully in front of him.

And these two individuals were clearly not descendants of the Four Great Families.

Chen Si took quite some pride in his own judgment.

The clothes on Li Changlin and Yang Mingzhu were indeed top brands.

But even among top brands, there are levels.

Their outfits could not possibly exceed five thousand yuan.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for these two to be from a grand family.

A few thousand yuan outfits might seem remarkable to the average person.

But who was he, Chen Si?

His father was the richest man in the province; he was the only son of Chen Tianyang!

Being part of the Chen Family, Chen Si had an immense sense of superiority.