188: Chapter 188 The Qin Family Ancestor Emerges from Seclusion

Early in the morning, Zhuque Avenue, which should have been bustling with traffic and activity, was now deathly silent due to the farce happening at the entrance of the Qin Family.

The Second Elder of the Qin Family, Qin Hai, this Grandmaster Level Expert who once dominated the capital, was now lying limp on the steps of his own front door like a dead dog.

The onlookers around them widened their eyes, not even daring to breathe.

No one expected that this young man, who had only arrived in the capital a few days ago, would actually push the Qin Family to this extent.

This was simply tearing the face of the Qin Family off, throwing it on the ground, stomping on it hard, and then spitting on it.

Lin Fan stood on the roof of the heavy truck, looking down at the chaotic crowd of the Qin Family below.

He was still holding the megaphone in his hand, seemingly feeling that the current scene was not exciting enough.

"Hello, hello, hello, are all the people of the Qin Family dead?"

"The Second Master is unconscious, is there no one in charge who can come out and settle the bill?"

"One billion in mental damages, no credit allowed!"

Lin Fan's voice spread throughout the entire street via the megaphone, and that insufferable tone made the Qin Family guards tremble with rage, wishing they could rush up and tear him to pieces.

But looking at the miserable state of the Shadow Fang assassins on the ground, and then looking at the group of wealthy second-generation heirs behind Lin Fan who were holding brooms but had unusually excited eyes, the Qin Family guards forced themselves to stop in their tracks.

Even the Grandmaster Level Second Elder had been angered to the point of vomiting blood; what could they do if they went up?

Throwing their lives away?

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, suddenly, a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate erupted from the depths of the Qin Family's old residence without any warning.

"Boom!" The originally clear sky seemed to suddenly darken. The surrounding air felt as if it had instantly solidified, becoming incredibly heavy.

The ordinary martial artists watching felt as if a giant rock was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe, and some people with low strength directly had their legs go weak and fell to their knees.

"This... what is this aura?!" Zhao Wujing's face turned pale, the broom in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

As the young master of the Zhao Family, he had naturally witnessed the pressure of a Grandmaster Level Expert. But this aura right now was ten times more terrifying than a Peak Grandmaster!

The smile on Lin Fan's face slightly faded, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his pitch-black eyes. He could clearly feel that the owner of this aura had locked onto him.

That feeling was like being pointed at by a sharp sword hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment.

"Half-step Martial King..." Lin Fan whispered, his fingers gripping the megaphone tightening slightly.

"Arrogant brat!" An old yet majestic roar, like rolling thunder, exploded over the Qin Family.

Immediately after, a gray figure appeared out of thin air in the sky above the Qin Family entrance, as if teleporting.

That was an old man wearing a gray robe, with white hair and beard, his face covered with the ravages of time.

But his eyes were not cloudy like an old man's; instead, they were piercing, like two golden lamps, emitting a soul-shaking light.

He just stood there quietly, and the surrounding space seemed to slightly distort because it couldn't bear his power.

"Ancestor! It's the Ancestor who has emerged from seclusion!" The originally panicked members of the Qin Family, seeing this old man appear, suddenly felt as if they had found their backbone, and one by one, they excitedly knelt on the ground and shouted.

"Welcome back, Ancestor!" "Ancestor, you must seek justice for the Second Master!" "This madman is bullying us too much; not only did he injure the Second Master, but he also slandered the reputation of our Qin Family. Please, Ancestor, take action and kill this villain!"

The cries and complaints of the Qin Family members rose one after another, all of them shedding tears, as if they had suffered a great injustice.

The Qin Family Ancestor, Qin Wentian, did not pay attention to the complaints of his descendants. His golden lamp-like eyes stared coldly at Lin Fan standing on the roof of the truck.

An invisible mental storm instantly crushed toward Lin Fan.

"Young people these days are really becoming more and more ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth." Qin Wentian's voice was very soft, but heard in Lin Fan's ears, it was like a heavy hammer hitting a drum, shaking his eardrums with pain.

"You injure people of my Qin Family, and you dare to block the gate of my Qin Family to extort us?" "Who gave you the guts?"

Accompanied by the final angry shout, that terrifying pressure instantly surged, turning into an invisible mountain, pressing heavily on Lin Fan's shoulders.

"Click, click, click..." The special steel plate under Lin Fan's feet actually caved in with two footprints because it couldn't withstand this heavy pressure.

If it were an ordinary Grandmaster Level Expert, facing this full-force pressure of a Half-step Martial King, they would probably have been pressed to the ground, or even had their bones shattered. But Lin Fan still stood straight.

His spine was held straight, like a long spear piercing the sky, unyielding. The blood in his body was surging wildly, his S-Rank Talent "Indestructible Golden Body" automatically activated, and a faint golden light circulated on the surface of his skin, firmly blocking that terrifying pressure outside.

"Old guy, you have a loud voice." Lin Fan took a deep breath; not only was there no fear on his face, but he instead showed an even more brilliant smile.

He raised his head, looking directly at Qin Wentian in the air, and retorted unceremoniously: "What? You hit the small one, and the old one comes out?" "Is this the family style of your Qin Family? You can't win with logic, so you start playing the game of using power to suppress others?"

Hearing Lin Fan's words, the surrounding crowd gasped. He's crazy! This kid is definitely crazy. That is the Qin Family Ancestor! A Half-step Martial King level super expert.

Looking at the entire capital, except for those few true General Ye Canglans and Martial Kings, who would dare to talk to Qin Wentian like this? This is simply seeking death.

Qin Wentian also didn't expect that this junior, who only had the cultivation of the early stages of the Grandmaster Level, could actually chat and laugh under his pressure, and even dare to be disrespectful. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into an even more intense killing intent.

"Sharp-tongued." Qin Wentian snorted coldly and slowly raised his withered right hand. The surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy instantly rioted, condensing in his palm into a huge gray hand, emitting a destructive aura.

"No matter what background you have, today you have insulted my Qin Family too much. Even if I cripple you, the military won't be able to say a word." In his view, although Lin Fan had some talent, he was ultimately just a genius who hadn't grown up yet.

In this world, if a genius dies, they are nothing. To maintain the dignity of the Qin Family, even if it meant offending some people in the military, it would be worth it.

"Kneel for me!" Qin Wentian suddenly pressed his palm downward. That huge gray hand, carrying a whistling wind, slammed down on Lin Fan's head.

If this palm strike landed, let alone Lin Fan, even this heavy truck would be instantly flattened into an iron pancake. Zhao Wujing and the others were already so scared that they closed their eyes, not daring to look at the miserable scene that would follow.

However, facing this fatal blow, Lin Fan had no intention of dodging. He didn't even set up a defensive stance. He just took out two things from his bosom unhurriedly.

In his left hand was a dark red identification booklet, printed with a gold-stamped national emblem and the four large characters "Special Consultant." In his right hand was a crystal-clear jade talisman, with a trace of heart-palpitating sword intent flowing on it.

"Old thing, look clearly before you make a move." Lin Fan hung the ID around his neck, held the jade talisman high in his right hand, and a crazy smile appeared on his face.

"I am the Minister of the New Martial Arts Special Strategy Department of the Dragon Kingdom Military, conferred the rank of Major General!" "This jade talisman was personally gifted by the General Ye Canglan. Seeing the talisman is like seeing him in person!"

"If you dare to strike down with this palm today..." "That would be murdering an active-duty high-ranking officer! That would be provoking the majesty of the General Ye Canglan!" "That would be... treason!"

Lin Fan's voice echoed at the entrance of the Qin Family like thunder. Every word was like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into Qin Wentian's heart.

That gray palm, which was originally unstoppable, stopped abruptly less than half a meter above Lin Fan's head.

The violent palm wind blew Lin Fan's hair into a wild dance, scraping his cheeks until they hurt. But the smile in his eyes grew thicker and thicker, carrying a chilling madness.

"Come on!" "Hit here!" Lin Fan pointed to his forehead and shouted loudly at Qin Wentian in the air.

"Let me see, do you really think that your Qin Family is bigger than the country!" "Do you really think that the sky of this Dragon Kingdom is surnamed Qin!"