Chapter 639 - 367: I Am Invincible Under Missiles

Chapter 639: Chapter 367: I Am Invincible Under Missiles

The online controversy was spreading, and the court date was just around the corner.

On a bright, sunny morning at the Queens County Supreme Court, New York, a group of sharply dressed lawyers walked into the white building.

Today was the official start of the trial.

However, Lin Chu did not attend. He had appointed the star lawyer, Friedman, to represent him with full authority.

This fifty-two-year-old man wore many hats: lawyer, former prosecutor, media analyst. He had been the general counsel for a federal office and had also advanced criminal justice policy in New York before eventually going into private practice.

Following behind Friedman were a total of twelve other lawyers, all of them considered the cream of the crop in their field—an incredibly formidable lineup.

As they entered, the reporters at the courthouse entrance swarmed them, snapping photos. The sound of CLICK, CLICK, CLICK made it seem less like a court hearing and more like a press conference.

Liu Junfeng was also in the crowd. He nonchalantly watched the scene unfold as he entered the courtroom. Thinking of Lin Chu’s prior arrangements, a curious smile touched his lips.

’Brother Chu didn’t come.’

’It’s hard to say if this decision is right or wrong, but it’s definitely the more conservative and safer option.’

’After all, this isn’t his home turf.’

’Besides, from a legal standpoint, Lin Chu wasn’t originally subject to their laws anyway. Even if he fell within the scope of some long-arm jurisdiction, the rules weren’t set in stone. There were many ways to interpret them.’

To put it simply:

Showing up would be a gesture of respect.

Not showing up? It didn’t matter. He was prepared to bear any and all consequences.

This stance was, in itself, an act of defiance.

...

Meanwhile, online, Lin Chu was livestreaming.

He was broadcasting simultaneously on Douyin in China and TikTok internationally. With a ton of money poured into promotion, his viewership was skyrocketing.

The backdrop for his stream was a luxury yacht. In the background, a party was in full swing.

Lin Chu was wearing a colorful island-style shirt and sunglasses. He lay in the arms of a beautiful woman, casually toying with a silver-white Desert Eagle.

His posture was brazen and arrogant.

"So, they’re supposed to be trying me today, but I didn’t go! To hell with that! Who do they think they are? I was framed in the first place, so why the hell should I go?"

He said this without the slightest hint of shame, appearing completely justified and unburdened by any guilt.

’He had, in fact, done it.’

’But in the court of public opinion, he could never admit it.’

’Of course, this posture was mostly an act. Ultimately, his principle could be summed up in a single word—defy!’

"I’m a fucking citizen of China. What right does a court in New York have to try me?"

"If they have the balls, let them send someone to catch me! If they can actually pull it off, I’ll admit they’re something special!"

"My security company has over twenty thousand men under its command. To put it bluntly, as long as it’s not a missile strike, they can come at me with any conventional firepower they want!"

"And as for missiles... it’s not that I’m looking down on them, but would they dare to launch one?"

In the livestream, Lin Chu spewed provocative nonsense. He came across as some edgy try-hard, a total moron—the type who’d say anything for shock value.

Such rhetoric was, of course, extremely eye-catching. Many viewers were either triggered or completely hyped.

’A single person... calling out the entire judicial system across the ocean. What kind of fucking balls does that take!?’

’It’s totally badass, isn’t it?’

Patriotism was already the dominant theme in the stream, and this open act of defiance attracted a huge number of supporters.

Waves of comments flooded the screen.

’The hype is on a whole different level compared to my previous paid streams.’

’Before, I was just a businessman!’

’But now, I represent a certain stance!’

Business is fickle. Wealth gathers people, but when wealth scatters, so do the people.

But a stance? As long as you stand tall and shout loud enough, those who agree will naturally hear you. It can be even more appealing than just giving away free stuff.

For Lin Chu, this course of action was, in fact, meticulously planned.

—By this point, he had found that subtle and precise bug, or rather, loophole.

And that was...

The judicial system across the ocean could never launch a major military operation against a single individual. They didn’t have that authority.

And as for any other sanctions, they posed no threat or harm to him whatsoever.

’Come at me if you’ve got the guts.’

’As long as I’m willing to go all out, they’re just a paper tiger. There’s nothing to be afraid of.’

Back in the livestream, Lin Chu was still chatting away.

"This whole thing, it started with an organization called the Genius Club. The founder is this guy named Liszt, an eighty-something-year-old paralyzed old man. A total idiot. His greatest dream in life is to live forever. He’s done a lot of research, totally obsessed with it."

"I was at an auction in Dubai, spent a few hundred million on a piece of blue and white porcelain, and that’s when this paralyzed old man took an interest in me. And what for? He wanted to recruit new members and thought I had potential."

"But as everyone knows, with organizations like this, whether it’s a club or whatever-the-hell-else, you have to make a pledge of allegiance to get in. It’s like ancient bandits joining a gang—you have to kill someone first. Once you have blood on your hands, the brothers will accept you as one of their own."

"Of course, I refused. On top of that, my business is pretty successful, I’m young, and I guess I look like an easy target, so they started coming after me relentlessly."

"They were talking about suing me last year, dragged it out until now, and here we are with the trial today..."