The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 564 Are you backing them up?_1

Chapter 564: Chapter 564 Are you backing them up?_1

Huang Mao looked at Ning Fan with shadowy eyes and said through gritted teeth, "Do you know who we are? You dare to hit us, you’re dead meat!"

"Oh? Seems like you’re ready to call in your backup?"

Ning Fan smiled disdainfully and continued, "I’ll give you the chance, go ahead and call them."

Upon hearing this, Huang Mao was visibly startled, clearly not expecting Ning Fan to let him summon help.

Nevertheless, he didn’t think too much about it and immediately whipped out his phone to make a call.

"Big bro, we got beat up!"

As soon as the call connected, Huang Mao quickly explained their location and what happened.

Soon he hung up the phone and looked at Ning Fan, saying, "You’ve got guts, kid. Just wait till my big bro gets here, you’ll get what’s coming to you!"

"Alright, I’ll wait to see how he’s going to make things tough for me."

Ning Fan chuckled and nodded.

Before long, a car stopped by the roadside, and a man dressed in a black training suit got out.

Seeing him, Huang Mao and his men immediately got up and ran over.

"Boss, it’s him!"

The man nodded slightly and then turned his gaze to Ning Fan.

"You’ve got some nerve, hitting even my younger brothers," said Song Wen, who also twisted his wrist while stepping toward Ning Fan.

Ning Fan glanced at him, stronger than Huang Mao and his men, at least he was a Martial Artist, but his strength had barely made it into the world of martial arts.

In Ning Fan’s eyes, his strength was no different from that of an ant’s.

With a casual wave of his hand, Ning Fan sent Song Wen flying, knocking over Huang Mao and his men in the process.

"You’re not enough, keep calling people."

Ning Fan watched them coldly and said indifferently.

Although Song Wen was at least a Martial Artist and acknowledged Ning Fan’s prowess, he didn’t dare to hesitate and immediately started calling for backup.

In the meantime, in a bar, Lin Ping was drinking with a middle-aged man.

The sudden ring of a cellphone made the man frown.

"Boss Lin, I’m going to take this call. It’s from my guys. There might be some trouble."

Lin Ping nodded.

In fact, Huang Mao, his men, and Song Wen were all part of Lion Hall, under the leadership of Lin Ping.

However, their strength was too weak, and they were merely periphery members of Lion Hall.

Only those like Wu Yang, who could speak directly to Lin Ping, held some status.

"What!? Who’s got the guts to touch my men?" Wu Yang suddenly erupted, bellowing into the phone.

He then hung up the call and looked at Lin Ping, saying, "Boss Lin, someone beat up our men!"

"Hm? Quite bold, to lay hands on people from my Lion Hall. I’ll go with you to take a look."

Lin Ping’s face darkened, and he immediately followed Wu Yang to the scene.

Upon arriving to where Ning Fan was, Lin Ping’s heart skipped a beat, and fear swiftly spread through him.

The aura of a Great Grandmaster wrapped around his heart like a nightmare.

"It’s you?"

"Well, well! I was wondering why these guys were so bold, turns out you’re their backer?"

"Like they say, a crooked beam makes a crooked rafter!" Shuang’er began scornfully taunting him.

Lin Ping ignored her and walked over to Song Wen and his men.

Song Wen immediately recounted the events, expecting Lin Ping to support him, but instead he received a savage beating.

If Lin Ping hadn’t restrained most of his strength, with his Half-Step Grandmaster ability, just a few punches and kicks could’ve easily sent Song Wen and his men to their graves.

"Get over there and kneel down to apologize to Mr. Ning and this young lady!" Lin Ping said, his face grim.

Although they didn’t understand the situation, they earnestly knelt in front of Ning Fan and Shen Xing to apologize.

Watching his men kneel and apologize, Lin Ping, as the leader, felt naturally displeased.

Adding to that the daytime incident at the Lin Family, Lin Ping sneered inwardly, resolving to deal with Ning Fan properly once Lin Haifeng returned.

"You can get up now..."

Shen Xing, unaccustomed to such a spectacle, felt a bit at a loss.

"Scram."

Ning Fan swept a glance over Song Wen and his men, speaking coldly.

They breathed a sigh of relief as if pardoned, but didn’t dare to leave without Lin Ping’s cue.

"Didn’t you hear Mr. Ning? Get lost!"

Lin Ping signaled with his hand, then looked at Ning Fan and said, "Mr. Ning, I apologize for not managing my men well."

"If there’s nothing else, we’ll be leaving now..."

He couldn’t stand to be with Ning Fan a second longer, eager to leave as quickly as possible.

Ning Fan gave a slight nod, and Lin Ping immediately left with Wu Yang.

"Cowards! Nothing but bullies who push people around!"

Shuang’er yelled at their retreating figures.

Lin Ping’s body shuddered but didn’t pause for a second as he hurried away.

Shen Xing looked at Ning Fan with gratitude, knowing it was because of him that these people apologized to her.

Looking at the mysterious man before her, Shen Xing’s eyes were filled with admiration and deep affection.

"Mr. Ning, is this your girlfriend?"

While speaking, Shen Xing glanced at Shuang’er.

Ning Fan shook his head slightly, "No."

Hearing this, Shen Xing’s heart leapt with joy, and she could hardly keep it from racing.

She mustered her courage, moved closer to Ning Fan, and whispered, "Mr. Ning, you really scared me earlier. I probably won’t be able to sleep tonight. Do you mind staying with me...?"

Ning Fan’s brow furrowed, clearly understanding Shen Xing’s implication.