Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 1126 - 566: How About 500 Million? (Part 2)

He curled his lips into a mocking smile and continued, "I usually can't be bothered with you, but now that you've run into me, don't blame me for being rude. I can crush you all with one hand."

With these words, the room fell into a deathly silence. Everyone stared at Lin Beichen in shock, not expecting him to strike back so fiercely against the Fang brothers. Fang Jerry and Fang Yi's faces turned red with rage, their eyes bloodshot as they glared at Lin Beichen, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

Despite being scorned like underground rats and even threatened with death, the conflict only intensified.

"Bang!" A deafening crash shattered the silence as Fang Jerry kicked a nearby wine rack.

The heavy rack, weighing several hundred pounds, shook violently from the blow, sending expensive foreign liquors crashing like a waterfall, staining the floor red and filling the room with a rich aroma.

After venting, Fang Jerry's gaze turned as cold as a poisonous snake, fixed on Lin Beichen, his voice icy and cutting, "Lin, don't think you can act important just because I gave you some face." His words were full of threat and disdain.

Fang Jerry continued, "Five billion, take the money and get lost. Otherwise, even if someone is protecting you, I'll still twist your head off and use it as a ball." His voice was laden with undisguised murderous intent.

However, facing this naked threat, Lin Beichen merely smiled slightly. He glanced at the wooden wine rack with a hole kicked in it and chuckled lightly, "Almost forgot to ask, how did you get such extraordinary strength?" He stepped forward, raising his voice a bit, "Don't you know the rule that doesn't allow spirits to appear after the founding of the nation?"

Upon hearing the words "spirits," Fang Jerry's eyes turned crimson as if his reverse scale had been touched, and he roared, "Lin, do you really think I'm easy to bully? This is your last warning, get out! Otherwise, my fists won't have eyes." He waved his fists, and his muscles seemed to swell at that moment, showcasing his strength.

Yet despite this violent scene, Lin Beichen merely curled his lips into a mocking smile. He looked Fang Jerry up and down and slowly spoke, "The most important thing in life is to have self-awareness. You're a filthy rat, and not only do you not tuck tail, but you dare to show off in front of me?" His voice was calm, but the mockery was unmistakable.

Fang Jerry was utterly enraged by Lin Beichen's taunt, and he roared, "Looks like you're dead set on seeking death!" As he spoke, he twisted his wrist, and a series of cracking bone sounds erupted as his body suddenly began to change bizarrely.

His fat rapidly moved and rearranged, finally transforming into bulging muscles, a sight so astonishing that it left people dumbfounded.

Yet just then, Lin Beichen suddenly moved.

His figure darted out like lightning, and with the force of thunder, he kicked Fang Jerry's chest fiercely.

"Bang!" Another loud crash sounded, and Fang Jerry's body was kicked away like a cut kite, slamming heavily into the wall over ten meters away.

The wall instantly had a big hole smashed into it, and Fang Jerry had half his head stuck in the hole, his body swaying like wild grass in the wind.

When Fang Jerry struggled to fall from the wall, he was already covered in blood, almost unrecognizable.

But astonishingly, he could still manage to stand up!

This scene made the others present collectively gasp in shock, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

By then, Lin Beichen had already stepped up to Fang Jerry. He sneered, "If you want to fight, just fight. Why so much nonsense? My time is precious, I don't have time to waste on trash like you."

With that, he kicked Fang Jerry flying once again.

This time, Fang Jerry's body drew a long arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, completely losing the ability to resist.

The others in the room were stunned by this scene.

They stared wide-eyed at Lin Beichen's god-like figure, filled with awe and fear. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

At this time, Fang Yi was pale as a sheet, trembling as he pointed at Lin Beichen and shouted, "How can you be so strong? My fourth brother, he is..." However, his words were cut short by a cold glance from Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen seemed to have become everyone's nightmare, and his immense power and ruthlessness instilled deep fear in everyone present.

They looked at the fallen Fang Jerry and the pale Fang Yi, beginning to doubt what kind of power and background this seemingly ordinary young man possessed.

Fang Jerry paused mid-sentence, his gaze like a knife as he threatened Lin Beichen word by word, "Those who cause trouble, I will destroy them completely in a humane way..."

But before he could finish, Lin Beichen swiftly reached out and clutched his throat tightly.

Then, Lin Beichen took a step forward to the corner's mahjong table and slammed Fang Jerry's head down heavily.

"Boom!"

This crash seemed to vibrate the entire space, leaving everyone stunned as they looked up. The mahjong table had a big hole smashed into it, shattered and scattered across the ground.

In that moment of silence, Lin Beichen lifted Fang Jerry again, slapped him awake, and asked blandly, "Tell me, who is your godfather in West Africa, and can you contact him immediately? Or, just tell me his exact address."

He curled a cold smile at the corners of his lips and continued, "I don't want white-haired people sending off black-haired ones, so I'm planning to invite your godfather down to reunite you father and son."

Fang Jerry roared furiously, his limbs struggling desperately, but Lin Beichen's grip was like an iron vice, holding him firmly. His struggle only worsened his injuries and caused more bleeding, to no avail.

"Ah! Bastard! My master will avenge me! Just you wait!" Fang Jerry yelled out in despair.

Lin Beichen remained unmoved, kicking Fang Jerry another dozen meters away, crashing hard against the wall again. This time, Fang Jerry's injuries were even more severe, with his internal organs severely damaged.

He spat a mouthful of black blood, looking at Lin Beichen in fear, the opponent's power and brutality far exceeded his expectations.

"Don't give me useless talk." Lin Beichen walked up to Fang Jerry, stepping on his face coldly, "I ask you, where exactly is your godfather?"

Fang Jerry clutched Lin Beichen's leg, trying to trip him, but to no avail. He could only roar furiously, "My godfather is the king of the Kushi Tribe! He has absolute power in West Africa! If you dare to touch me, my godfather will make you pay, not just you, but your family, your friends, everyone connected to you will face revenge!"

His roar echoed through the room, causing everyone to shudder for an instant. Even without knowing the exact power of the Kushi Tribe, one could sense its terrifying energy from Fang Jerry's words.

Fang Yi glanced at the miserable Fang Jerry and looked up at Lin Beichen, "Do you know how powerful my cousin's godfather is in West Africa? He has the strongest military, the most heavy firepower, and even several fighter jets! In West Africa, he reigns like an Emperor! And you dare to do this to his people, do you know the consequences?"

Everyone heard these words and felt uneasy, and Huang Ying and the other women trembled in fear. They couldn't imagine what kind of disaster someone with such terrifying power in West Africa might bring to Lin Beichen and themselves.