Chapter 1586 - 797: Meeting an Important Person

Chapter 1586: Chapter 797: Meeting an Important Person

"I don’t bother to argue with you." The red-haired man seemed unwilling to explain how he knew about Lin Beichen’s assassination, so he changed the topic.

"Lin Beichen, what were you thinking?"

"You really have guts, daring to come here with just five people."

"Initially, I thought about observing for a bit. If you brought too many people, I would retreat first."

The red-haired man seemed to remember something and began to laugh smugly, "Now I don’t need to rely on others. I’ll take this credit myself."

As he said this, the red-haired man waved his hand and was about to order his men to charge, but Lin Beichen’s words left him completely stunned.

"If I didn’t come with just five people, how could I catch a big fish like you?"

The red-haired man instinctively looked around, thinking Lin Beichen had an ambush nearby.

When he saw that there was still no one in sight around him, he angrily said, "You little brat, how dare you scare me."

The red-haired man initially thought Lin Beichen had some reliance due to his self-confident attitude, but now it seemed nothing more than posturing.

Despite this, the red-haired man remained cautious, waving his hand to signal his men to go ahead and engage, to probe Lin Beichen’s stance.

At this moment, among the five present, only Chen Bing felt nervous.

Even Li Kui beside him was joking, "Tyson, there are only fifty or so people on the other side, it’s up to you." ℴ

"Hurry up, make it quick, don’t keep Brother Lin waiting too long."

Though said jokingly, actually confronting fifty or so strong men, all armed...

Tyson thought to himself if he charged alone, he’d likely be beaten half to death.

So he said half-jokingly, "Those guys have equipment, they won’t be easy to deal with, I’ll give you ten. Li Kui, go!"

The reason they could afford to joke was mainly because they had confidence in Lin Beichen.

But Chen Bing was a newcomer who had just joined the Wolf Fang Mercenary Corps, still unfamiliar with Lin Beichen’s prowess. Seeing the enemy getting closer, he urgently shouted, "Guys, now’s not the time for joking, what should we do now?"

Tyson scratched his head and awkwardly smiled, "We’ll have to see what Brother Lin does."

"Just protect yourselves, leave the rest to me," said Lin Beichen.

Chen Bing was about to argue that the other side had more than fifty people, how could he protect himself...

Before he could say anything, he saw Lin Beichen already charging forward.

No matter the outcome, Chen Bing still felt quite moved at this moment.

Brother Lin was truly righteous, capable of being a good leader; he really stepped up when needed.

Before Chen Bing could react, Tyson dashed forward and directly lifted him.

"Captain Chen, I’m afraid you’ll be overwhelmed by the crowd soon, let me help you out."

Then, Li Kui and Zhao Ligeng swiftly formed a triangular formation with Tyson, defending their ground.

Chen Bing was speechless at Tyson’s series of actions, his eyes closely fixed on Lin Beichen rushing forward.

Lin Beichen flew with two kicks, sending the two men in front of him flying.

The force of the kicks seemed impossible for a human.

The two kicked flew and fainted on the spot, knocking down several members behind them, who also got tossed a few meters away.

Those who were directly hit didn’t faint but due to the strong impact, seemed to have fractured bones and naturally lost their fighting ability, groaning painfully on the ground.

Lin Beichen didn’t have time to care about this, after kicking, he stepped on an iron rod dropped by an enemy on the ground, lightly hooked it, and the rod spun into his hand.

He then swung the iron rod wildly in an open and close manner, and Chen Bing saw that almost no one could withstand a single move from Lin Beichen.

Every swing Lin Beichen made sent several men flying away; even if someone managed to block the attack with a weapon, they couldn’t withstand the immense strength and were shaken away, their hands bleeding profusely, losing almost half their fighting capacity.

As for attacking Lin Beichen, Chen Bing didn’t see anyone getting close to him. Lin Beichen’s figure was ghostly, darting left and right; those who wanted to escape barely had time, let alone attack.

At this point, a dozen enemies reached their vicinity and began to attack.

Although Tyson, Li Kui, and Zhao Ligeng loved joking around, they actually had the skills.

Facing these dozen enemies was no problem for them, especially since they were four in number.

As Lin Beichen charged, Chen Bing struggled free from Tyson.

The four easily knocked more than a dozen enemies down.

After finishing off the enemies in front, Chen Bing immediately turned his gaze towards Lin Beichen.

What he saw made his eyes widen, speechless with shock.

Every opponent around Lin Beichen had already fallen, either fainted on the ground or groaning in pain, unable to get back up.

Oh, there was still one person not lying down, though lying down made little difference.

This person was the leader of the group, the red-haired man.

His katana was long gone, and he was sitting on the ground, retreating awkwardly using his hands.

Chen Bing couldn’t help but think amusingly: buddy, aren’t you afraid of wearing out your pants dragging yourself back like that?

Apparently, the red-haired man couldn’t care less, because Lin Beichen was standing right in front, his expression icy, advancing step by step.