Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 45 The Hooligan Speaks Reason to Me

Chapter 45: Chapter 45 The Hooligan Speaks Reason to Me

Lin Fan’s icy voice rang out.

It instinctively made Ning Changfeng turn his head, sizing up the unfamiliar face.

"Who the fuck are you, and what right do you have to speak here?"

"I am Mr. Ning’s special assistant. Didn’t you hear Mr. Ning say you’re an unwelcome person? Please leave immediately."

Lin Fan took steps toward Ning Changfeng.

Completely ignoring the burly bouncers surrounding them.

"An assistant counts for shit, Laozi simply won’t leave today, what can you do about it?"

Ning Changfeng leaned against the conference table.

With a rascal air, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Then, I’m afraid you won’t have the chance to see me this polite again."

In Lin Fan’s eyes, a glint of cold light flickered.

He had already tried hard to present himself as polite and well-mannered.

"Then let Laozi see for himself what you look like when you’re impolite."

Pulling out his lighter, Ning Changfeng chuckled as he waved his hand towards the people next to him.

Several strong men immediately surrounded Lin Fan.

Tall and burly, each one looked like a steamroller.

Anything daring to stand in front of them would be completely crushed.

"Alright then, no more acting!"

Lin Fan stuffed his hands in his pockets, a wicked smile crossing his lips.

If it’s not about being civilized, then there’s no need to be courteous anymore.

"Act your mother’s fucking head!"

"Laozi will break your bones first!"

"You little brat, Laozi will cripple you first!"

Several strong men cursed as they closed in.

Their fists clenched, probably as thick as Lin Fan’s legs.

Seeing that Lin Fan had vanished into the crowd, Ning Mengyao seated afar also felt something was off.

She stood up angrily, pointing at Ning Changfeng.

"Ning Changfeng, you dare to be violent here, this is against the law!"

"Against the law? Hahaha... Laozi is the law, and whoever doesn’t listen to me will end up like this."

Ning Changfeng laughed proudly.

Today, he intended to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

To let everyone witness his might.

"Ah..."

A soul-tearing scream resounded.

Executives sitting in their seats closed their eyes.

In their minds, the image of Lin Fan being beaten to a pulp had already formed.

But Ning Mengyao saw clearly as a strong man, clutching his groin, crashed heavily to the floor.

Bright red blood flowed incessantly through his fingers.

The ashen-faced strong man struggled a few times before fainting.

This pain, understood only by men, made everyone involuntarily tighten their groins.

The next moment, Lin Fan’s cursing voice could be heard from the crowd.

"Damn it, forcing Laozi to get rough, right... Can’t I pretend to be civilized for a moment without dying..."

As curses filled the air, Lin Fan’s figure shifted just enough to dodge the oncoming punch.

At the same time, his right leg whipped out, kicking directly at the other’s groin.

"Ah!"

The piercing scream hurt everyone’s eardrums around.

And the sight of blood flowing down the groin left the others pale.

Seeing Lin Fan charging at them, they tried to retreat.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

With every scream, each strong man collapsed to the ground.

All kicked in the groin so forcefully that they were soon immobile from the intense pain.

It seemed that even if they didn’t die,

they would be crippled.

"Motherfucker, talking is still the most satisfying."

Spitting towards the men, Lin Fan’s gaze turned to the pale-faced Ning Changfeng.

The slight smile on his lips even made Ning Changfeng’s back feel cold.

"Don’t come over here... what do you want to do... I didn’t hit you... if you hit me... that’s against the law!"

Ning Changfeng, instinctively protecting his crotch with both hands, called out to Lin Fan, trembling with fear.

"Didn’t you just say that you ’are the law’? So what if I offend, offend?"

Lin Fan stepped forward, raised his hand, and smacked Ning Changfeng hard across the face.

The force of the slap sent blood streaming from Ning Changfeng’s nose and mouth.

"Don’t hit me... let’s talk reason... I really didn’t lay a hand on you... You shouldn’t have hit me first!"

Ning Changfeng, nearly falling to the ground, still tightly guarded his crotch.

The face can be forsaken, but below must absolutely not be ruined.

"Strange times we live in when even hooligans talk to me about reason!"

Lin Fan raised his hand and slapped Ning Changfeng’s face again.

"Stop hitting... I’ll leave right now..."

Ning Changfeng, who had lost two teeth to the beating, still did not attempt any defense.

But clung desperately to his crotch.

"Thinking of leaving now? Too late!"

Lin Fan sneered, delivering a dozen more slaps in quick succession.

The crisp sound of the slaps made everyone’s face feel hot.

But Ning Changfeng remained unmoved.

Because the crotch is more important.

"I was wrong... stop hitting me... I’m really going to die... I really won’t dare again... please, I beg you, let me off!"

Ning Changfeng, unable to move on the ground, curled up like a shrimp.

His entire face was swollen like a pig’s head.

The loss of his front teeth made his speech whistling.

Yet he still stubbornly covered his crotch without letting go.

"Mr. Ning, what do you think? Should I let this guy go or not?"

Only then did Lin Fan look to Ning Mengyao with a smile on his face.

This decision had to come from her.

"Let him go," she said.

Ning Mengyao, her face flushed with embarrassment, could not believe Lin Fan chose such a place to strike.

As she looked at the bodyguard frothing at the mouth.

Fearing he might actually die, she could only nod furiously.

Hearing this, Ning Changfeng, as if granted amnesty, hurriedly tried to get up.

"See, this is called being magnanimous. If I see you again, I guarantee that even if you cover yourself with your hands, I can still cripple you," said Lin Fan.

Lin Fan lifted his foot and kicked Ning Changfeng’s butt right on target.

"Ow..."

A piercing scream followed.

Ning Changfeng, with both hands clasping his burning butt, jumped high in pain.

The intense burning and pain made his voice thin and screechy.

The other executives all clenched tight.

It was painfully visible to watch.

"I might as well send you on your way"

Lin Fan walked a few steps to catch up to the fleeing Ning Changfeng.

He grabbed the collar of Ning Changfeng’s shirt and flung him into the elevator.

Then he dragged the unconscious bodyguards over as well.

Soon, the spacious elevator was packed full.

"Remember, don’t look for trouble if you can help it. Play the thug again, and I guarantee I’ll send you flying out the window."

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Lin Fan finally walked towards the conference room.

After such a commotion, all the executives’ gaze upon him carried a hint of fear.

"You’d best remember who you’re working for. If anyone dares to scheme behind my back again, beware, I’ll make sure you can’t make it in this industry. Dismissed!"

Ning Mengyao, with a cold expression, gave the executives another warning.

Only then did the meeting come to an end.

"Those people, they won’t have any issues, right?"

Ning Mengyao, hurriedly walking up to Lin Fan, still sounded somewhat concerned.

If they really hurt someone, they might have to spend a few days in jail.

"Don’t worry, at most they won’t be able to stand tall and proud as men. But nobody is going to die."

Lin Fan, with a mischievous smile, rubbed his chin.

Those bodyguards had thoroughly said goodbye to their manhood.

Such was their deserved end.