139: Chapter 139 Professional Human Sandbag, Another Tremendous Change in the Abyss

"That terrifying energy fluctuation just now came from right here!"

A thin man with a sharp, monkey-like face pointed at the giant crater Lin Fan had smashed into the ground, saying to the burly bald man with an excited expression.

The burly bald man's gaze swept across the devastated battlefield, finally landing on Lin Fan and his two companions.

When he saw Lin Fan's incredibly ostentatious red bathrobe, he was stunned for a moment, then revealed a cruel smile.

"Heh, I didn't expect there to be three little brats here."

"Looks like you're survivors of that big battle just now?"

A seductive woman behind him licked her lips, looking at Lin Fan's near-perfect muscle definition, her eyes glinting with greed.

"Boss, this little guy in the red bathrobe is quite good-looking."

"And his physique is good too; those pecs are bigger than mine."

"Can you leave him to me later? I guarantee I'll drain him dry."

The burly bald man laughed out loud.

"As long as you like, you can play with him as you please later."

"But before that, we have to ask them where they hid the loot dropped by that Lord-class monster just now."

He stepped forward, dragging his mountain-splitting axe along the ground, leaving a long trail of sparks.

"Kid."

"If you're smart, hand over everything you've picked up."

"Then kneel on the ground, kowtow three times, and call me Grandfather three times."

"I'm in a good mood today, so I might consider leaving your corpses intact."

In his view.

The three of them—one a weirdo in a strange outfit, and the other two delicate beauties—were clearly just vases with no combat power.

They must have just gotten lucky to have survived that battle and picked up something good.

This good fortune was now his!

The expressions of Murong Yan and Xia Wanqiu darkened.

Murong Yan had already gripped her sword hilt, preparing to strike.

However, Lin Fan stopped her.

Instead of getting angry, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a long-lost relative, and he lunged forward.

"Big Brother! My dear Big Brother!"

Lin Fan grabbed the burly bald man's hand, saying with teary eyes.

"I've finally been waiting for you all!"

"If you hadn't come, I would have starved to death in this wilderness today!"

The burly bald man was bewildered by Lin Fan's sudden enthusiasm.

What's going on?

Is this kid scared stupid?

The team members behind him were also completely confused.

"Big Brother, I have an eighty-year-old mother above and a three-year-old child below, with a dozen people in my family all depending on me to support them."

Lin Fan said, while wiping away tears that didn't exist.

"My family is so poor, we can't even afford food."

"So, I had no choice but to come out and do some part-time work to earn some milk money."

"Look, Big Brother, my business just opened, and you're my first customers."

"How about you support my business?"

As he spoke, Lin Fan took out a crumpled piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to the burly bald man.

On the paper, written in crooked handwriting, were a few large characters:

[ Professional Human Sandbag Price List ]

One punch: 10,000.

One kick: 20,000.

Weapon attack: Starting from 50,000, no upper limit.

Talent skill: Starting from 100,000, negotiable based on skill intensity.

All-day service: 1,000,000, until your hands are tired.

Monthly service: 10% discount, includes a complimentary fruit platter.

VIP Annual Card: 50% "bone-breaking" discount, includes personal sparring service from a Principal-level tycoon!

Note: Injuries not covered, death is your own responsibility, damaged clothing charged separately. This shop reserves the right of final interpretation.

The burly bald man: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The burly bald man looked at the price list in his hand, then at Lin Fan's face, which was filled with "sincerity."

He had roamed the wilderness for so many years and robbed countless people.

This was the first time he had seen someone... who was being robbed, turn around and try to sell him services.

What the hell kind of god-tier move is this?

"Kid, are you fucking messing with me?"

The burly bald man's face turned liver-colored in an instant, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

He felt his intelligence had been insulted like never before.

"Attack him!"

"Chop this kid into mincemeat!"

He roared, lifted his mountain-splitting axe, and swung it at Lin Fan's head.

The dozen or so team members behind him also grinned and swarmed up, throwing various weapons and skills at Lin Fan as if they were free.

"Well come!"

Lin Fan yelled excitedly, not dodging or avoiding, and charged straight into the crowd to meet the attacks.

This was what he had been waiting for!

Bang, bang, bang! Clang, clang, clang!

For a moment, blades flashed and energy exploded.

Various attacks rained down on Lin Fan.

However, a bizarre scene unfolded.

A man holding a large blade slashed at Lin Fan's back, but with a "crack," the web of his hand split open, and he nearly dropped his blade.

A fire-type ability user threw a giant fireball at Lin Fan's chest; Lin Fan was completely fine, while the user was sent flying backward by an invisible force, vomiting blood.

The seductive woman tried to bind Lin Fan with her vines, but the moment the vines touched Lin Fan's skin, they were burned to Ash by an intense heat.

[ Ding! Received a blade slash! Defense + 35! ]

[ Ding! Received Fireball attack! Fire Resistance LV2 EXP + 50! ]

[ Ding! Triggered Thorn Armor! Rebound 300% damage! ]

[ Ding! Defense + 30! ]

Lin Fan rampaged through the crowd, taking hits while professionally "staging an accident."

"Ouch! My arm!"

"Big Brother, you broke my arm! 500,000! If you're a cent short, I'm lying at your doorstep and not leaving!"

"Holy crap! My bathrobe!"

Lin Fan grabbed the seductive woman's hand.

"You burned my limited-edition Dior high-fashion silk bathrobe!"

"This was a birthday gift from my girlfriend! It's of great significance!"

"Two million! You must compensate me two million!"

"And you! The one with the axe! Did you just cut my hair? This hairstyle was personally designed by Tony! 880,000! Not a single hair less!"

In less than two minutes.

More than half of the burly bald man's team had collapsed.

The remaining people were all bruised and swollen, with broken limbs, lying on the ground wailing.

They looked at the red-clothed weirdo, who was unscathed and still jumping around calculating compensation amounts, their faces filled with terror.

How the hell is this a human sandbag?

This is clearly a human hedgehog!

Whoever hits him is unlucky!

The burly bald man was also dumbfounded.

He looked at his crack-filled mountain-splitting axe, then at his own bloody, mangled hands, feeling like he was dreaming.

He, a Level 4 High-stage Martial Sect, leading over a dozen Level 3 or 4 elite team members.

Ganging up on a piece of trash who didn't even seem to have spiritual energy fluctuations.

In the end, the opponent was unscathed, while his own side was completely wiped out?

Who would believe this if it were told?

"You... don't come over!"

Watching Lin Fan walk toward him step by step, the burly bald man scrambled backward in fear, finally tripping over a stone and landing on his butt.

Lin Fan squatted down, patted his face, and said with a smile.

"Big Brother, don't be afraid."

"Let's settle the bill now."

"There are thirteen of you in total, and you subjected me to two minutes and thirty seconds of inhumane beating."

"According to my price list earlier, charging you 100,000 per person for sparring fees is not excessive, right?"

"Besides, you damaged my clothing and caused me severe mental trauma."

"This mental distress fee, medical expenses, lost wages, and all that miscellaneous stuff added up..."

Lin Fan counted on his fingers.

"Let's round it up; just give me ten million."

"Cash or transfer? I accept Huabei and credit cards, dear."

Ten million?

Hearing this number, the burly bald man's eye twitched violently.

He had worked hard in the wilderness, living on the edge, and after robbing for so many years, his entire net worth added up to just about that much.

This kid wanted to drain him dry with one demand?

"Kid! Don't go too far!"

The burly bald man roared, though he was inwardly terrified.

"I'm from the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group! Our leader is a Level 5 Martial King! If you dare touch me, our leader won't let you go!"

"Oh? Blood Wolf Mercenary Group?"

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow.

"Never heard of it."

"Is a Level 5 Martial King very impressive?"

He thought for a moment, then asked with an expectant look.

"Is your leader durable? Are they any good?"

"If they're good, tell them to come find me too! I'll give them a 20% discount!"

The burly bald man: "..."

He really wanted to die right now.

This pervert's brain circuit was simply not on the same channel as a normal person!

"No response? That means you have no objections?"

Lin Fan stopped talking nonsense and went straight to work, stripping the spatial rings, weapons, equipment, and even the shoes and socks off him and his team members.

His technique was so skillful and his movements so smooth, he was clearly a repeat offender.

"Not bad, not bad, a bountiful harvest."

Lin Fan weighed the loot in his hands and nodded with satisfaction.

Although these things weren't worth much added together, even a mosquito's leg is meat.

"Alright, you can get lost now."

Lin Fan waved his hand as if shooing away a swarm of flies.

"Remember to go back and tell your Level 5 Martial King leader that I, Lin Fan, the top freshman of Magic City Ability University, am waiting for him here."

"Tell him to bring the best fighters in the whole group and wash their necks clean before coming to find me."

"If they're late, I won't be waiting."

The burly bald man and his group, as if granted amnesty, scrambled and crawled away into the fog.

It is estimated that today's battle will become a psychological shadow that they will never be able to shake off for the rest of their lives.

"Done, job finished."

Lin Fan clapped his hands and turned to look at the two dumbfounded women.

"How about it? Has my 'staging an accident' technique reached perfection?"

Xia Wanqiu's mouth twitched, and she muttered in a low voice.

"Brother Fan, they seem... not to have given you a single cent."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"Damn! I was so busy robbing them, I forgot to make them transfer the money!"

"Loss, loss! This time it's a huge loss!"

Seeing Lin Fan's heartbroken expression, Murong Yan couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

She stepped forward, reached out with her fair hand, and gently helped Lin Fan straighten his tattered red bathrobe.

"Alright, stop acting."

"The things you looted earlier are worth a few million combined, so it's not a loss."

Her fingertips inadvertently brushed across Lin Fan's chest, sending a tingle of electricity through him.

Lin Fan looked down at the stunning face so close to his, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"Ahem."

He coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"We'd better leave quickly; this place is not suitable for a long stay."

However, just as he finished speaking.

Rumble—!

The entire Wilderness Abyss suddenly began to shake violently without warning.

The commotion was more than ten times greater than when the Abyssal Demon appeared earlier!

Fissures bottomless and deep, like spiderwebs, spread rapidly across the ground.

Countless rocks fell from the rock walls overhead, and dust filled the air.

An incredibly terrifying, incredibly evil, and incredibly ancient aura surged into the sky from the deepest part of the abyss!