Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 572: If You Want Money, You Also Have to Be Able to Take It

Chapter 572: Chapter 572: If You Want Money, You Also Have to Be Able to Take It

When Lin Fan pushed open the door and walked out of the office.

He saw that the security guards from before had already fallen to the ground at the elevator entrance.

Mr. Li, whose stature was tall and imposing, was swinging his rubber baton and lunging forward.

But he was easily blocked by the newcomer, who simultaneously delivered a kick straight into his chest.

Weighing over 200 pounds, Mr. Li let out a pained cry and fell to the ground.

"Just a dog like you dares to block Laozi’s path."

The bodyguard who had struck him wore a look of scorn.

Being a professional, he was not something an ordinary security guard could compare with.

That arrogant demeanor carried endless disdain.

Mr. Li still wanted to struggle to his feet, but he ended up lying on the ground.

The kick that broke his ribs made him sweat with pain.

As for his other subordinates, they were in the same condition.

Lying there, trembling non-stop.

"Yo, quite bold, daring to beat people up in Ning Group."

Lin Fan’s voice drifted over, causing the other’s expression to become stern.

The instinctively retreating bodyguard, surprised, looked at the approaching Lin Fan: "You... you didn’t come back, did you?"

A week ago, he had witnessed Lin Fan using only bricks to bash in a luxury car.

That terrifying wrist strength was simply not humanly possible.

"I haven’t come back, and you dare to run wild on my turf?"

Lin Fan walked over with his hands in his pockets, a cold smile on his face.

"I... I am here with the boss to collect debts... He stopped us from entering, so I had to take action... It’s not my fault!"

The bodyguard spoke, already instinctively backing away.

At this moment, Ning Bingcai, who walked out of the elevator, stood in front of him.

With a cigar in his mouth, he appeared utterly unruly.

"Lin Fan, paying debts is a matter of course. Today is the day to collect debts. If you don’t control your dog, you can’t blame others."

"So, it’s possible to reason like this, fine. Let’s not talk about them just following orders. Since you said they are dogs, you should look at their master when beating a dog, right? You’ve hurt my people and still plan to extort my money, do you really think you’re capable?"

Lin Fan squinted his eyes, a cold smile on his face.

"It’s just a few kicks, and no one died. It won’t be a big deal. Just give the money later, and I’ll add some medical expenses, and that’ll be fine."

Ning Bingcai had been paying close attention to the movements of Ning Group these past few days.

The messages that came through indicated that Lin Fan had not been around.

He didn’t expect that at the last moment, Lin Fan would actually pop up.

"Being rich is impressive, isn’t it?"

Lin Fan turned his head to look at Mr. Li, who was lying on the ground: "You heard him too, this guy who calls you dogs said that beating you is no big deal, a little money will do. Are you willing to settle like this?"

"Not... willing?"

Mr. Li, holding his chest, looked at Lin Fan uncertainly.

He truly didn’t understand the implication in his words.

"That’s more like a man. If you forgive someone just because they give you a sweet date after beating you, then you really would be a dog."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he turned to Ning Bingcai: "You heard it too, my people said it’s not that simple to let this go."

"It was just a few kicks. Tell me, how do you plan to swindle people?"

Ning Bingcai smirked, showing complete disregard.

With eighty million almost in hand, he didn’t care about this small amount of money.

"I don’t care for your stinking money; I only care about one thing."

Lin Fan walked forward with a smile.

He whispered to Ning Bingcai, "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"

Before the words fell, he moved past Ning Bingcai like a ghost.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the bodyguard.

"You..."

His instinct was to retreat, but he couldn’t dodge in time.

Lin Fan’s kick was already on its way.

"Bang!"

That kick sent the bodyguard, who weighed over 200 kilograms, flying several meters.

He crashed to the ground with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood before lying motionless.

"Any of you got a problem with that?"

Having taken care of the bodyguard, Lin Fan now turned his head.

He looked at the other few individuals standing not far away.

With that one kick, who would dare to come closer?

They all retreated hastily, their heads shaking like rattle drums.

"Alright, stop wasting time. He’s been beaten up; it’s time to pay up, right? Otherwise, we’ll have no choice but to call the police and have someone arrested."

Ning Changfeng hurried out of the elevator.

He had come to withdraw money with his father.

As long as the guy wasn’t dead, eighty million was more than enough to save him dozens of times.

"You want the money, huh? Then come in and take it, as long as you two have the guts to carry it away."

Lin Fan snorted and turned back into his office.

His disdain hurried Ning Changfeng to Ning Bingcai’s side.

"Dad, the kid is back. Could there be a trap inside?"

"What’s there to be afraid of? He wouldn’t dare to kill anyone. Besides, we have something on him. If he doesn’t pay up, we just make a scene."

Ning Bingcai was nonchalant, flicking ash from his cigarette.

He stepped toward the office.

Ning Changfeng hesitated for a moment but ultimately followed.

As for the other bodyguards, they looked at each other.

Not one of them dared to take a step forward.

Haphazardly, they carried the unconscious bodyguard aside.

White foam at his mouth, he was completely unresponsive.

In the deathly quiet corridor, bodyguards and security guards were sitting on the floor facing each other.

But when it came to Lin Fan, they were completely out of their league.

Meanwhile, he was smirking at the father and son at the doorway.

Ning Mengyao was leaning back in the boss chair,

her gaze icy cold.

Ning Bingcai observed the empty office.

There was none of the cash he had expected.

His complexion immediately turned ashen.

"Where’s the money I asked for? Where’s the eighty million in cash?"

"How could you handle so much cash?"

Lin Fan, with his legs crossed and a rogue smile, said, "Don’t be so unreasonable. Not to mention eighty million, even ten million would require a month’s notice to arrange. Are you purposely being difficult?"

"Cut the crap! The eighty million in cash, not a penny less. If you don’t pay, I’ll call the police now, have someone arrested, and wait to see Sun Yang put behind bars, breaking the old man’s heart."

Ning Bingcai’s face was livid as he took out his phone.

"So you’re insisting on the eighty million in cash and there’s no room for negotiation, is that it? One should allow some leeway so as to meet with a good face another day. A confrontation like this is bad for your health."

Lin Fan remained unbothered, his tone casual.

"That’s right, not a penny less. Sun Yang will end up in high security prison. I said it, and even if the Heavenly King Laozi himself showed up, it won’t change!"

Ning Bingcai retorted with a sneer.

"Tough to persuade a dead person. Fine, fine, fine, since you’re so insistent, don’t blame me for not having tried to convince you."

Lin Fan said nonchalantly, "I’ve already asked a friend to prepare it. I’ll call him right now to bring it over, but whether you can carry it away, that’s your problem."

With that, Lin Fan dialed Yamamoto Ichiro’s phone number.

"Hello, how’s the preparation for the task I gave you? Eighty million in cash, not a cent less, otherwise you’ll be responsible for the consequences!"