119: Chapter 119 A staged accident! Professional!

Bang!

A muffled thud echoed.

The Crew-cut Man felt as if his fist had smashed into a thick steel plate.

No, even harder than a steel plate!

"Ah!!!"

A pig-slaughtering scream resounded through the mine cave.

The Crew-cut Man clutched his wrist, his entire body kneeling on the ground in pain.

His finger bones were completely shattered!

His wrist was even bent at an eerily twisted angle.

"This..."

"How is this possible?!"

The surrounding members of the Hungry Wolf Squad were all dumbfounded.

Clearly, the boss was the one throwing the punch, so why did the boss end up crippled himself?

Meanwhile, the "victim," Lin Fan, was currently clutching his own face, letting out a scream even more miserable than the Crew-cut Man's.

"Ah!!"

"Assault!"

"The senior is killing someone!"

"My face! My handsome, dashing, and suave face!"

"It's broken! It must be broken!"

While wailing, Lin Fan secretly observed the system prompts.

[Received malicious attack! Defense +10!]

[Hostility detected! Damage reflection passive triggered! Reflecting 100% of damage!]

"Only +10 points?"

"Too weak!"

Lin Fan felt disdainful in his heart.

This Crew-cut Man looked fierce, but turned out to be all show and no substance.

He let go of his hand, revealing a face that didn't even have a red mark on it.

"Senior, you were way too ruthless."

"You even hurt my tender skin."

"Do you know how much insurance I have on this face?"

"Compensation for mental distress, lost wages, nutritional supplements, plastic surgery fees..."

"This punch won't be settled for less than two million!"

Lin Fan righteously stretched out his hand and began to extort.

The Crew-cut Man was sweating profusely from pain, and seeing Lin Fan's unscathed face, he was so angry he almost vomited blood.

Your face isn't even red, for God's sake! My hand is ruined! And you still want two million?!

"You... you're playing me!"

The Crew-cut Man finally realized.

This freshman had been playing the pig to eat the tiger all along!

"Brothers! Get him!"

"Kill him!"

"He just has high Defense, let's attack together, I don't believe he won't die!"

The Crew-cut Man roared hysterically.

The remaining five team members looked at each other, gritted their teeth, drew their weapons, and rushed forward.

Some held blades, some held swords, and one was holding a staff, conjuring fireballs.

"Great!"

Lin Fan was overjoyed.

Even a mosquito's leg is still meat!

Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging straight into the crowd.

"Clang! Clang!"

A dense series of metallic clashing sounds rang out.

"Snap!"

A longsword slashed onto Lin Fan's shoulder and broke into two pieces.

"Clang!"

A broadsword hacked onto Lin Fan's back and the blade chipped.

"Pfft!"

A fireball smashed onto Lin Fan's chest, dissipating like a fart, leaving only a bit of black ash.

[Received sharp weapon attack! Defense +5!]

[Received blunt weapon attack! Defense +8!]

[Received fire attack! Fire Resistance +2!]

Lin Fan stood in place, allowing them to bombard him, even disdainfully pointing out their flaws.

"You with the sword, did you not eat? Stab harder! Aim for the kidneys!"

"And you, playing with fire, are you lighting a cigarette? Can't you make the fire bigger?"

"And you, what's with hitting my knee with a hammer? Aim for my head!"

The members of the Hungry Wolf Squad were about to cry.

They had used all their strength.

Their weapons were ruined.

Their spiritual energy was exhausted.

Yet this monster was not only fine, but was actually giving them pointers?

What kind of freak was this, for God's sake!

"Are you tired?"

"Is it my turn now?"

Lin Fan looked at the panting crowd and revealed that signature, menacingly kind smile.

He didn't actually hit anyone.

That was too low-class.

He just slowly walked up to the team member holding the broken sword and reached out.

"Buddy, you tore my clothes."

"This is a limited edition."

"Pay up."

The team member looked at Lin Fan's T-shirt, which was clearly a cheap knockoff with holes already in it; now there was just one more.

"I... I don't have money..."

"No money?"

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on the storage ring on the other's hand.

"Then you'll have to pay with your body."

"Leave behind everything valuable on you."

"Otherwise..."

Lin Fan squeezed gently.

The broken half of the sword in his hand was crushed into iron paste.

"Gulp."

The team member swallowed his saliva, didn't say a word, and immediately took off the ring and handed it to Lin Fan.

Compared to money, life was more important!

With the first one leading the way, the remaining few also surrendered and disarmed.

Even the Crew-cut Man with the broken hand was stripped clean by Lin Fan, left with only his underwear.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, poor wretches."

"An A-rank squad, and you only have this little bit of assets."

Lin Fan looked through the loot with disdain while stuffing the items into his system storage.

Murong Yan watched from the side, dumbfounded.

"Is... is it over?"

"I still wanted to stretch my muscles!"

Lin Fan rolled his eyes at her.

"Violent maniac."

"We must convince people with virtue."

"Look at them, how touched they were to give me their things."

The Hungry Wolf Squad members, shivering in the cold wind in their underwear, felt like dying when they heard this.

Touched?

We didn't dare to move!

"Get lost!"

Lin Fan waved his hand.

"Remember to bring better equipment next time you come to cause trouble for me."

"I don't even look at this kind of junk."

The group felt as if they had received a pardon, scrambling and crawling out of the mine cave.

After resolving this small episode, Lin Fan clapped his hands and looked toward the depths of the mine cave.

Although the battle just now was easy, he keenly felt that as those people left, the airflow in the depths of the mine cave had become somewhat strange.

An aura even colder than the corpse demon from before was slowly seeping out.

"Brother Fan, look..."

Xia Wanqiu pointed to the large pit where the corpse demon had crawled out earlier.

At the bottom of the pit, a dark, gloomy entrance was revealed.

It wasn't naturally formed; there were traces of man-made excavation.

The stone walls were very smooth, and some strange runes were carved onto them.

"This is..."

Murong Yan leaned in to take a look, her expression changing slightly.

"Is this the entrance to an ancient ruin?"

"An ancient ruin is actually hidden beneath this abandoned mine?"

Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

A ruin!

This was a dungeon that the protagonist in a novel had to enter!

There must be fiercer mechanisms, deadlier traps, and stronger monsters inside!

Which meant... more experience packs!

"Let's go!"

"Let's go in and take a look!"

Lin Fan didn't hesitate and jumped straight into the pit.

"Hey! Brother Fan, slow down!"

Although Xia Wanqiu was scared, she still followed closely behind.

Murong Yan was even more excited, grabbing her blade and jumping down.

The moment the three of them landed.

Boom!

The entrance above suddenly closed.

A huge stone slab sealed the retreat path perfectly.

The surroundings instantly fell into dead silence and darkness.

Immediately after.

A teeth-grinding sound of mechanical friction rang out.

Click, click, click...

The walls on both sides began to slowly squeeze toward the middle!