112: Chapter 112 Misunderstanding

"Xiao Han!"

Chen Lan was shocked, her heart instantly filled with terror.

Whoosh!

She saw the thug holding a switchblade slashing toward Yang Han.

Next, she saw a leg fly out, fast as lightning.

With a clatter, the switchblade actually fell to the ground.

Many of the small-time thugs were astonished; what an incredibly fast kick.

"Hmm?"

"This kid has some real Combat skills."

The thug named A-Biao narrowed his eyes. Having spent several years on the streets, he had naturally encountered some martial arts experts, so he could deduce Yang Han's general situation.

However, with so many thugs surrounding him, most did not show any intention of fearing Yang Han.

More thugs rushed toward Yang Han to attack.

On the sidelines, Chen Lan and the female secretary felt their hearts tighten, worrying for Yang Han.

Smack! Smack!

Suddenly, two figures flew backward like kites with broken strings. The thug A-Biao saw those two men get knocked out instantly.

This scene made him pause his steps; he had originally wanted to run over and land a few punches on Yang Han as well.

But now, the martial arts skills Yang Han was displaying seemed a bit too powerful.

How is this even fightable?

Bam!

"A bunch of trash, and you still want to lay a hand on me?"

"All of you, get down!"

With a cold shout, Yang Han, surrounded by over twenty thugs, appeared like a god of war. He unleashed his fists and kicks, one punch after another, with strength that was incomparably terrifying!

Every thug he hit let out a painful scream.

Because Yang Han held nothing back, his strikes were extremely heavy.

Ah! Ah!

The screams were incessant, leaving the thug A-Biao dumbfounded.

About three minutes later.

"Ouch..."

"It hurts, it hurts so much."

"Damn it, I feel like I was hit by a giant sledgehammer..."

Countless thugs were wailing. The twenty-plus thugs who had been so arrogant before were now all lying on the ground. Only one thug remained standing—the ringleader, A-Biao.

A-Biao's jaw dropped; he looked incredibly shocked, standing frozen in place.

His twenty-plus brothers had charged at him, and the result was...

They were all lying down?

What kind of martial arts is this guy using? Is he a modern-day Ip Man? He's so strong!

A-Biao couldn't help but swallow hard. Many of his brothers had been carrying weapons—some switchblades, others clubs.

And Yang Han had been completely unarmed!

Over twenty thugs had all been knocked down, yet looking at Yang Han, there wasn't a single scratch on him!

What kind of terrifying martial arts is this?

A-Biao couldn't help but think that if someone like Yang Han were to enter the underworld, relying on these skills, he could reach the very top within two years. He would be the number one fighter in Tianhai City, and many top-tier bosses would recruit him as a bodyguard.

"Brother..."

"This, this is a misunderstanding."

A-Biao squeezed out a smile, but it was very forced.

Yang Han remained silent, walking leisurely toward A-Biao. The latter took continuous steps backward, and everyone could see A-Biao's legs trembling.

Chen Lan and the female secretary were both stunned...

"General Manager Chen, you, your son is actually this strong?"

The female secretary's face was flushed. Yang Han was so handsome. He could escape from the encirclement of over twenty thugs, and it looked like he hadn't even used his full strength. What woman wouldn't be moved upon seeing Yang Han?

At this moment, he looked like a god. The female secretary was even thinking that if she had a boyfriend with such martial prowess, the sense of security would be immeasurable.

Moreover, Yang Han was wealthy... He was 180cm tall, and his looks weren't bad either...

Chen Lan wanted to say something but stopped. What should she say? What could she say? Her son had never signed up for a martial arts training class; he had just spent a few months in the military. After returning, his strength had become this formidable.

Chen Lan thought to herself, could entering the military cause such a qualitative leap in Combat ability?

Wee-woo, wee-woo, wee-woo...

Suddenly!

Several police sirens wailed. Yang Han looked toward the source and saw at least four police cars arriving.

The police cars were fast. The area at the factory entrance was large enough. After the police cars stopped, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, over a dozen police officers stepped out and instantly headed toward Yang Han and A-Biao.

In one of the police cars, a middle-aged man wearing a high-ranking uniform had a solemn expression. He was Wen Changlin. He happened to be executing a mission nearby and, hearing that something had happened here, brought his men over.

"Hmm?"

"That person, why does he look a bit familiar?"

Wen Changlin was suddenly puzzled.

A police officer nearby asked, "Chief Wen, who do you recognize?"

"That young man."

Wen Changlin stared at Yang Han. "Let's go, get out of the car and take a look."

"Yes."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A dozen police officers jogged over with solemn expressions, surrounding both Yang Han and A-Biao.

At this moment, A-Biao acted as if he had seen his savior. He hurriedly walked to a police officer's side and said with a trembling voice, "Officer, you must uphold justice for me. In broad daylight, this brat has beaten over twenty of my brothers to the brink of death. Several of my brothers will probably never get up again for the rest of their lives. Look for yourself."

The group of police officers was speechless. Many thugs were lying on the ground, and they looked like they had been beaten quite badly.

However, saying that Yang Han alone took down over twenty brothers—isn't that nonsense? Who could believe that at first glance?

Chen Lan and the female secretary rushed over.

Chen Lan said nervously, "Officer, don't listen to his nonsense; he was the one who started it."

"Regardless of who started it, everyone involved in this incident must be taken in!"

"You, come here and put on the handcuffs yourself."

A police officer shouted at Yang Han.

Yang Han frowned slightly. He could cooperate with the investigation, but wearing handcuffs seemed a bit inappropriate.

A police officer glared, "Kid, stick out your hands."

Yang Han's expression remained indifferent; he didn't make a move. He was just about to reveal his identity, but a middle-aged man's voice came from behind.

"What handcuffs are you putting on?"

"Do you know who he is?"

This was a stern rebuke. All the police officers, including the thug A-Biao, turned their gaze toward the source.

The thug A-Biao was instantly dumbfounded. Who was the person who arrived? It was actually Wen Changlin! My god, this was a top-tier big shot, holding a first-class position in the Tianhai City Public Security Department. A-Biao had only ever seen him on TV before; he never expected to see him in person.

Wen Changlin walked over and scolded, "This person's status means he cannot be handcuffed!"

"You, step aside."

Wen Changlin glared at the police officer from just a moment ago.

Everyone was stunned. Did Wen Changlin actually know Yang Han?

"Captain Yang, long time no see."

Wen Changlin smiled and looked at Yang Han, while Yang Han nodded slightly. "Chief Wen."

"Haha, it's only been a few days since you brought those two people over. I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." Wen Changlin laughed. "We must be fated."

Yang Han's mouth twitched. Who wants to be fated with a shady character like you? However, it was a good thing that he had come. Since he knew him, it saved a lot of trouble.