The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 588 Crazy Lin Ping_1

Chapter 588: Chapter 588 Crazy Lin Ping_1

On stage, Lin Yuechan looked at Ning Fan with shocked eyes, hardly believing that she would see this man she had taken for a swindler once again.

"I seized by force?" Lin Ping seemed to have been struck at his core, "I’ve worked for it for so many years, who knows Lion Hall better than I do! Lion Hall should have been mine in the first place!

"What I’m doing now is simply taking what should have been mine a step ahead, what’s wrong with that!"

Ning Fan saw that this guy had completely fallen into madness, and didn’t bother to reason with him anymore.

People always find reasons for their actions, even if they are utterly unforgivable.

"Since I’ve come today, you can’t get your hands on Lion Hall."

Out of consideration for Lin Haifeng, he was willing to make a move to help reclaim Lion Hall.

Upon hearing this, Lin Ping’s face twisted fiercely, and power began to surge around him.

"Do you think you have the upper hand now? Let me tell you, the reason why I made such a fuss about this wedding is to lure people like you out!"

"Today is the day you die!"

With a roar from Lin Ping, figures suddenly appeared from all directions.

Each person was holding a submachine gun, with dark gun barrels pointed at Ning Fan and the other two.

"I want to see, no matter how strong you are, can you block this many bullets?"

As the underground ruler of Star Country, becoming the Hall Master allowed one to summon a large number of gunmen with just a word.

Lin Ping was no fool. When he cleaned up Lion Hall and found that there were quite a few who slipped through the net, he decided to host the wedding conspicuously, intending to eliminate them all in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, no one inside Lion Hall was willing to take the lead. Instead, it was Ning Fan, an outsider, who stepped forward to help.

Ning Fan gave a cold smile: "You think you can deal with me using guns? You can try."

"Quick, run!"

"Dodge, dodge!"

"Don’t block my way!"

The crowd in the hall, seeing so many guns, panicked and fled outside.

Shuang’er wanted to stay, but Ning Fan grabbed her by the collar and threw her out of the doorway.

"Your cultivation is not enough to block bullets, go and wait outside."

Then, he instructed Huo Erba to take Lin Haifeng and the others out to avoid accidental injury.

In the blink of an eye, the hall was emptied, leaving only dozens of gunmen and Lin Ping.

Lin Ping grinned, showing a row of white teeth.

"Blast him to pieces!"

Following Lin Ping’s command, the dark muzzles spit out torrents of firelight.

Ratatatata!

Countless bullets poured down like a storm, completely covering Ning Fan’s figure.

The people outside the hall felt a chill up their spines at this sight.

"He’s got to be dead now..."

"Such an intense barrage, even if he was a Great Grandmaster, he wouldn’t be able to escape it!"

"Some ignorant fool, he must be a pile of mincemeat now!"

The crowd was abuzz, all convinced that Ning Fan was undoubtedly dead without a place to bury him.

Lin Haifeng swallowed hard, then turned to look at Shuang’er next to him.

"Miss Shuang’er... Mr. Ning won’t be in any trouble, will he?"

Shuang’er smiled confidently: "Don’t worry, this level of attack is nothing to my master!"

"Is that so..."

Lin Haifeng wiped away sweat, feeling somewhat apprehensive inside.

Clang clang clang!

Numerous bullet casings fell to the ground, forming a dense layer.

Everyone looked at the fiery battlefield in the hall, a chill rising up their back unbidden.

The gunfire was just too damn intense!

Lin Ping was meticulous and crafty, so he had come very well-prepared.

Forget about a person, even a big elephant would be turned to mincemeat!

Time passed until the gunfire in the hall gradually quieted down.

Wisps of smoke seeped out, obscuring the view. All that could be heard was the sound of bullets being chambered.

"He... he’s dead, isn’t he?"

"Nonsense, even a Great Grandmaster would definitely be dead by now!"

"How could that guy, just a mortal, possibly withstand such fierce firepower!"

"If he’s still alive, I’ll eat all the bullets off the ground!"

The crowd was in an uproar, all believing that Ning Fan was certainly dead.

Lin Yuechan had previously thought of Ning Fan as a swindler, but now that he had come to rescue her and even knew her father, she naturally worried for him.

"Don’t worry." Lin Haifeng patted her shoulder, confidently saying, "Mr. Ning won’t get into trouble that easily."

Having personally witnessed Ning Fan’s strength in the Celestial Forbidden Grounds, Lin Haifeng had no doubt in his mind.

How could a martial artist who attracted such a Heavenly Tribulation fall easily under machine-gun fire?

In the hall, Lin Ping stood on the stage, his grin filled with pride.

"So what if you’re strong? Out in the world, what counts is influence, what counts is the backing!"

"To think you, a mere nobody, would try to fight me? Wishful thinking!"

He walked down from the stage, wanting to see Ning Fan’s death with his own eyes.

However, he had barely taken two steps when a chilling voice suddenly came from amidst the smoke.

"Who did you call a nobody?"

Lin Ping’s face changed dramatically; he had no time to warn the others as he fiercely kicked off the ground and charged towards the hall’s exit with astonishing speed.

Whoosh—

The next moment, a roaring gust suddenly arose, blowing the smoke aside and revealing the scene within like parting clouds to reveal the sun.