The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 114 Desperate Struggle_1

Chapter 114: Chapter 114 Desperate Struggle_1

Xu Qingfeng’s accusation immediately quieted the large venue.

The crowd whispered among themselves, exchanging low voices, wondering if Ning Fan’s killing move against Yan Hu was the release of a Grandmaster’s Inner Strength or if it was a hidden weapon.

Or could it have been some kind of sleek, modern thermal weapon, such as a miniature, silent pistol perhaps?

"Ning Fan, three days ago, you were defeated by Gu Lao and almost fell from the terrace. Do you admit it?"

As he listened to the crowd’s discussions, Xu Qingfeng felt a bit more confident and called out loudly again.

Ning Fan glanced at Xu Qingfeng and without evasion, nodded and admitted, "That’s right, three days ago, I was indeed almost knocked off the terrace by Gu Lao."

Boom—

Ning Fan’s words immediately stirred up another commotion among the crowd.

If Ning Fan were really a Grandmaster, how could he have been almost knocked off the terrace by Gu Lao?

After all, Gu Lao was no match for Yan Hu just now!

"Heh, Ning Fan, since that’s the case, do you dare to fight Gu Lao once again? No hidden weapons, just your true skills!" Xu Qingfeng sneered.

By now, he was certain that Ning Fan’s killing of Yan Hu was definitely reliant on a hidden weapon.

Now, all he needed was for Gu Lao to defeat Ning Fan again, and that would restore his own dignity and the Xu Family’s status in the underworld!

"Fine, Gu Lao, please enlighten me."

Ning Fan nodded and slowly approached the stage.

Ning Fan was not averse to hand-to-hand combat with Gu Lao.

After all, he had indeed been defeated by Gu Lao three days earlier.

He had been growing, improving, and becoming stronger!

Where one falls, one must pick oneself up!

Gu Lao had no desire to step onto the stage, but under Xu Qingfeng’s compulsion, he had no choice but to stand up and head toward the stage.

At this moment, everyone’s attention was on the two of them.

In an unnoticed corner, however, the two brothers, Bear One and Bear Two, were subtly and quietly retreating, hoping to sneak into the crowd and escape from the place.

"What? You two think you can leave?"

Ning Fan, just reaching the edge of the stage, suddenly stopped in his tracks and coldly gazed at Bear One and Bear Two.

Following Ning Fan’s voice, others also turned their attention to Bear One and Bear Two.

Anger flared in the eyes of many, especially Baldy Qiang, Fan Pili, and Zhang Dachui.

It was Bear One and Bear Two who had brought Yan Hu here!

If not for Ning Fan, they all might have been swallowed by Bear One and Bear Two by now!

"Ning Fan... this... it’s all a misunderstanding..."

"Yeah... we aren’t close with Yan Hu..."

Bear One and Bear Two said with forced smiles.

"You’re not close with Yan Hu? Then why are you leaving?" Ning Fan said coldly.

"We..."

"This..."

Bear One and Bear Two stammered.

"Since you brought Yan Hu here, you better stay and clarify things. If you’ve done something, you must pay the price," Ning Fan stated coldly.

"Do you really want to make an enemy out of us, Ning Fan?"

"Mr. Ning, do you really want to go down with us in a fight to the death?"

Bear One and Bear Two said through clenched teeth.

The situation now, if they didn’t leave, would definitely lead to an onslaught by all the bigwigs present.

It would be a gruesome death for sure!

"You want to fight to the death with me? You two don’t have the ability," Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Mr. Ning, you’re asking for it!"

Bear One and Bear Two exchanged a look, showing a vicious expression.

Then, simultaneously, they pulled out a gun and aimed it at Ning Fan.

"Mr. Ning, you’re dead!"

"After we kill you, let’s see who dares to stop us!"

Bear One and Bear Two sneered, and without hesitation, pulled their triggers.

Bang! Bang!

Two gunshots rang out.

Two bullets were fired at Ning Fan.

"Mr. Ning!"

Baldy Qiang screamed in alarm.

"Heh heh."

Xu Qingfeng let out a cold laugh.

If Bear One and Bear Two gunned down Ning Fan, it would be exactly what he wanted!

In the blink of an eye, Ning Fan stretched out both hands, and Spiritual Power surged wildly into the palms, meeting the two bullets head-on.

Thud! Thud!

The two bullets shot accurately into Ning Fan’s hands.

But Ning Fan’s hands showed no sign of harm, as if he had simply caught two pebbles.

With a loosening of his grip, ’clink clink,’ two bullets fell to the floor.

"How, how is that possible?"

"You’re not afraid of bullets?"

Bear One and Bear Two shouted in disbelief, preparing to pull the triggers again, but Ning Fan, with a flicker, appeared before them like a specter.

He reached out with both hands, grabbed their wrists, and squeezed firmly.

Crack! Crack!

The two brothers’ wrists, wielding the guns, were instantly broken.

"Aaaahhhh!"

Screaming in agony, they dropped their guns to the ground.

"Please, please don’t kill us..."

"Ning Fan, please, let us off the hook..."

The brothers, clutching their broken hands, wailed for mercy.

"You shot at me and still hope for mercy? Do you really think I’m a fool? Today, you will die!" Ning Fan stated coldly, the killing intent unmistakably present.

"Run!"

"Escape quickly!"

Bear One and Bear Two no longer cared about anything else and turned to dash out frantically, covering twenty or thirty meters in a blink of an eye.

Ning Fan snorted disdainfully and slapped his hand on a nearby table.

Bam!

A cup of tea on the table jolted into the air, the leaves and liquid splattering midair.

The next second, Ning Fan snatched two tea leaves out of the air, channelled Spiritual Power into them, and flicked his fingers!

Swish! Swish!

The two tea leaves turned into streaks of cold gleam, shooting at Bear One and Bear Two.