Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 1148 - 577: Heart-Wrenching Pain (Part 2)

What? It's Tiger Dominator Gang's Double-Flower Red Pole He Ming? This name hit Zhao Lili's heart like a bolt from the blue, causing her body to tremble and her face to turn as pale as snow. Her legs went weak, unable to support her body, almost collapsing to the ground.

Zhao Lili widened her eyes and stared intently at the burly man with a bushy beard in front of her, quickly took out her phone to verify. As the result appeared, an overwhelming fear surged over her like a tide, drowning her reason completely.

In extreme panic, Zhao Lili suddenly grabbed Lin Beichen's arm, as if clutching onto the last straw. Her body leaned against Lin Beichen, her trembling voice revealing endless fear: "Lin Beichen, what should we, what should we do? He is Tiger Dominator Gang's Double-Flower Red Pole He Ming!"

Lin Beichen's originally calm face slightly frowned after sensing Zhao Lili's fear. He turned to Zhao Lili, asking calmly: "What's wrong? So what if he's from Tiger Dominator Gang?"

"Tiger Dominator Gang is one of the largest syndicates in Port City, we can't afford to offend them." Zhao Lili explained with a terrified face, afraid that Lin Beichen didn't understand the gravity of the situation, "And He Ming is the most skilled fighter in Tiger Dominator Gang, we stand no chance at all."

Upon hearing this, Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a disdainful smile on his face: "Oh? Is that so? So what? Beg for mercy? Do you think begging him for mercy would work?"

At this moment, Zhang Xiaolin also struggled to speak, pointing at Lin Beichen and Zhao Lili, and yelled: "You're doomed! Brother Ming's strength is beyond your imagination. He can pierce steel with one punch, just wait to get your heads blown off!"

After wiping the blood off of his body, He Ming slowly stood up. His triangular eyes scrutinized Lin Beichen, a wicked smile forming at the corner of his mouth: "Kid, you indeed have some skills, managing to beat up my subordinates like this. But you've also successfully got my attention."

Facing He Ming's threat and provocation, Lin Beichen simply gave a faint smile, shaking his head, saying: "You certainly talk big. But in my eyes, you're nothing but worse than swine and dogs. You dare to discuss importance in front of me?"

These words instantly enraged He Ming, he roared: "Courting death!" Immediately after, he stomped the ground with his right foot, launching himself into the air, delivering a flying kick fiercely towards Lin Beichen's head.

This kick's speed and power reached an astounding level, clearly indicating He Ming's fury and intent to kill Lin Beichen with a single kick. Yet, facing this fierce attack, Lin Beichen merely smiled coldly, slightly swaying to easily avoid He Ming's attack.

"Boom!" A loud sound echoed, it was He Ming's kick missing and crashing onto the ground heavily. This sudden twist stunned everyone, especially Zhang Xiaolin and Zhao Lili whose eyes widened in disbelief as they looked at the scene before them.

He Ming was also stunned, clearly not expecting Lin Beichen to dodge his attack. He widened his eyes at Lin Beichen, displaying a look of disbelief on his face. At this moment, Lin Beichen just stood there indifferently, with a disdainful smile on his face as he looked at He Ming. Seemingly saying: You, that's all.

"Who do you think you are? Dare to insult me like this, now, let me show you my real strength!" He Ming's eyes turned blood-red, glaring at Lin Beichen, his voice filled with killing intent. Suddenly, he raised his foot, accompanied by a sonic boom, fiercely kicking towards Lin Beichen's head.

Zhang Xiaolin watched excitedly, expecting to see Lin Beichen's brains splattered and blood gushing like a fountain. While Zhao Lili had already closed her eyes in despair, as if to escape the impending gore.

Yet, facing this fierce kick, Lin Beichen appeared extraordinarily calm. He casually extended his hand, flicking his fingers, while sneering: "An ignorant vermin dares to be arrogant in front of me? Who gave you the courage? Want me dead? You aren't worthy?"

"Bang!" A sound of explosion resonated as Lin Beichen's finger hit He Ming's foot precisely.

"Crack!" The sound of bones shattering rang out, causing everyone to lift their heads in shock.

Zhang Xiaolin's smile instantly froze, his eyes widened in disbelief at the situation in the scene. He originally thought Lin Beichen would be kicked flying by He Ming, yet the result was completely opposite.

"Ah!" He Ming let out a wailing scream, as if hit by a tremendous force, flew tens of meters horizontally, crashing onto the wall heavily. The wall shattered with a thunderous sound, forming a huge hole, while He Ming lay curled at the corner like a lump of rotten flesh, head bleeding, eyes and mouth askew.

On the contrary, Lin Beichen still stood calmly in place, as if nothing had happened. He glanced at the miserable He Ming, speaking: "An ant challenging a tree, laughable and unaware of your limits. Today I'll let you witness what true strength really is."

Despite the severe injuries, He Ming struggled to stand up. Pointing at Lin Beichen, he said shakily: "You… you're strong, stronger than I imagined. But, do you think that's enough to defeat me? No! Let me tell you, it's not enough!"

He Ming tried to put on a rampant posture, deceptively fierce while trembling internally, he said to Lin Beichen: "This place is too narrow, my signature move cannot be unleashed. Do you dare to come with me to the rooftop and have another match?"

Lin Beichen heard this, and chuckled dismissively. He walked over directly, grabbing He Ming's collar, lifting him like a chick: "Rooftop, is it? Fine, I want to see what else you can pull."

After arriving at the rooftop, Lin Beichen casually tossed He Ming and Zhang Xiaolin to the ground. He stroked his chin, saying to He Ming: "Alright, now you can unleash your signature move."

He Ming glanced at the surroundings, bursting into laughter: "Hahaha! Boy, you've finally shown up. Entering here, you're as good as dead!"

Yet, as soon as his voice fell, a shadow abruptly appeared in front of him. Lin Beichen punched He Ming's chest viciously, sending him flying once again.

"Bang!" He Ming crashed harshly onto the ground, vomiting blood. He struggled to get up, discovering he already lost the ability to fight.

Lin Beichen looked at He Ming indifferently, taunting: "This is your signature move? Truly disappointing. I thought you might have some impressive tricks."

Right then, the roar of rotors suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked up, seeing a private plane abruptly appear overhead, ten meters high.

The cabin door opened, a young man peeks out, clapping and praising: "Impressive! Truly impressive! My most skilled fighter couldn't even last a single round against you. Your strength is truly unfathomable!"

Upon seeing this young man, He Ming struggled, shouting: "Boss! Be careful! This kid's strength is too formidable!"

Saying so, he scrambled and crawled under the plane, spreading his arms trying to protect the young man.

However, his actions appeared utterly laughable and futile in Lin Beichen's eyes.

Lin Beichen didn't even glance at him, merely kept his cold gaze fixed on the young man in the plane.

After recognizing the young man's face, Zhao Lili exclaimed in amazement: "Sun Ningzhou?! Why is it you?! Did you arrange all of this?!"

Sun Ningzhou sneered at Zhao Lili, didn't answer her question but turned to Lin Beichen, coldly saying: "Boy, do you think you've won? Let me tell you, this is just the beginning!"

Lin Beichen remained unmoved, merely gazing coldly at him, as if watching a jumping clown.