Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Lin Kun dismissively said, "You've been watching the news too much... Let's do some calculations. With your current position, how much salary can you get in a month? Three thousand? Or ten thousand? And me? I don't need to do anything, and every year I have a guaranteed revenue of no less than ten million. Ten years from now, you won't even be able to afford a toilet in Jiangzhou, while I have had all these from birth. Is this the equality of professions you were talking about?"

Lin Kun's relentless pressure and his utterly mocking words made Jiang Wei feel increasingly repulsed.

She stopped Lin Kun from continuing to insult her and said, "Have you said enough? If so, please get lost."

You want me to get lost?

Seeing Jiang Wei getting angry, Lin Kun actually felt excited. This meant that his words had had an effect.

If he couldn't reclaim his dignity from them today, he would regret it for the rest of his life!

Jiang Wei, right? Qingcheng International will be your graveyard.

Fang Yu, huh? After today, you will forever remember the name Lin Kun! I will return what you did to me tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

...

"In this restaurant, unless I, Lin Kun, walk out on my own feet, no one dares to kick me out," Lin Kun said contemptuously.

"Lin Kun, what on earth do you want?" Jiang Wei's face was unsightly.

"You're so upset? Are you feeling sorry for your little boyfriend? You underestimate our Fang Yu. His skin was as thick as a city wall in the past, he wouldn't care about what others said," Lin Kun's gaze drifted to Fang Yu, who looked relaxed, and said, "It was just a question about salary, after all. If Fang Yu is short of cash, as an old classmate, I wouldn't just sit idly by."

Lin Kun, with a disdainful face, set down his glass, rolled up his sleeve arrogantly, and pointed to his wristwatch, "Fang Yu, recognize this? No worries if you don't, let me introduce it to you. See its LOGO? This is a 'Patek Philippe' platinum wristwatch, worldwide limited edition, the case is made from 950 platinum, and the watch glass is made from Sapphire Crystal Glass. Do you want to know how much it's worth?"

"Eighteen million!"

His unhesitating pace of speech and the staggering price left even his noble friends standing behind him dumbfounded.

However...

Fang Yu just casually smiled faintly, without speaking, as if everything Lin Kun had said was irrelevant to him.

Lin Kun, not achieving the reaction he anticipated, felt even more unsettled and continued to scoff, "Your monthly salary let's say is ten thousand. That means, you need to work for 1800 months, which is 150 years, and you can't eat or drink, just to buy this watch...

"See that car outside the restaurant? That's a 'Lamborghini LP 750' series, valued at 8.88 million! According to your salary, you need to not eat or drink for 888 months just to afford this car. For me, it's just a toy I drive for fun. I have five more cars like this. If you're interested, I can invite you to my place to take a look, including my newly acquired luxury villa, which I do not live in, but keep for my women."

Whether it's selfish, a dumbass, or brainless, it doesn't matter, as long as it proves—I am ten thousand times stronger than you, Fang Yu!

Lin Kun thoroughly enjoyed the thrill of stepping on his old enemy!

The relaxed Fang Yu, far from being angered by the shameless boasting, even asked with a smile, "Oh, 'Patek Philippe,' right? When did you buy it?"

Lin Kun's face stiffened, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Is that the point of what I said?

"Last year!" Lin Kun replied with contempt.

"Oh, too bad," Fang Yu said at his leisure, "As far as I know, nearly all 'Patek Philippe' mechanical watches don't have any brand logo or model number on their back covers. At most, the limited edition watches only have inscriptions. The luxurious 'Patek Philippe' is known worldwide for its exquisite and understated elegance. There are only three new models released this year that have the brand LOGO visible on the front. So..."

"It's fake?" Jiang Wei chimed in.

Fang Yu snapped his fingers, smilingly said, "Correct."

"There are many ways to discern a 'Patek Philippe.' If President Jiang is interested, we can talk about it later."

"Sure, I'd also like to know why men love wristwatches so much!" Jiang Wei replied, nodding.

But—

Lin Kun completely lost his temper.

Fang Yu said his watch was fake!

Lin Kun didn't believe it! But his complexion had turned terribly ugly!

...

Just then—

At a nearby dining table, an argument broke out, the noise extremely harsh.

"Damn it, can you drink or not..." A burly man, holding the bottle to his mouth.

The bald man opposite was already drunk as a lord.

"Damn right, I can... I can keep drinking!"

He picked up a bottle and chugged it straight.

Around the table, six or seven people were all red-faced from drinking.

It was strange – even this high-class restaurant had such low-class people eating and drinking.

The boisterous gentlemen were enjoying themselves, drinking, and boasting. Their vulgar actions and crude language made Lin Kun feel extreme revulsion for this group.

"Enough!"

Lin Kun shouted loudly, echoing through the surroundings.

With this shout, the whole hall quieted down.

No one spoke, and the guests fell silent, their gazes following the sound.

Only those nearly drunk low-class men at the table started banging on the table.

"Which fucking turtle is yapping!?"

"You're too noisy!" Lin Kun said coldly and resolutely, "I'm giving you one chance, get out of the Eastern restaurant. Don't force me to lose my temper."

Lin Kun's tone was extremely cold, his expression serious.

"Heh... My pals, did someone just tell us to scram?" The burly man cracked a toothy grin and laughed loudly.

"He's even talking about losing his temper," one brother chuckled in agreement.

"Wow, what does he mean by losing his temper?" Another man grinned from ear to ear.

The last man, lean but with well-defined features, dark skin, and bulging veins on his muscular arms, looked at his brothers and said, "Tiger, that's not okay. You'll have to drink three cups as a penalty later on."

The man called Tiger rolled his eyes and said, "That's not cool, laughing at my expense... I'll drink later, I need to reason with this brother first."

Facing a drunken slob, Lin Kun's gaze turned even colder as he said seriously, "Can't understand human language?"

This statement utterly enraged Tiger, who immediately scowled and shouted, "Looking for death!"

Fist wind—

A punch hurtled straight towards Lin Kun's face.

At the critical moment, one of the men following Lin Kun suddenly pulled him back, retreating while fending off the punch with one hand.

Lin Kun said in a deep voice, "Call people!"

In the meantime, about a dozen bouncers appeared in the hall. They were all uniformly dressed, standing tall, evidently well-trained.

"There are quite a lot of people!" A hint of excitement flashed in Tiger's eyes.

The crowd surged forward like a pack of wolves, each of them trained fighters. They moved fiercely, their eyes locked on Tiger like a prey, surrounding him at the core!

Before the group could strike first, Tiger spat on the ground and dashed out with agile movements. His strikes were even more brutal than the one he threw at Lin Kun earlier, going straight for the throat lock.

One man fell to the ground!

Tiger sneered sideways and charged into the crowd again!

Bang bang bang!

Three punches and two kicks, like an adult beating a child, he pounded squarely on their chests. The leading bouncer staggered backward, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.

"Together, don't give him the chance to break us one by one!"

The remaining seven or eight men swarmed forward.

Even if Tiger was formidable, he didn't have three heads and six arms; suddenly, one guy grabbed his waist. The others, not to be outdone, struck out furiously!

Thump thump thump—

Tiger took three consecutive punches.

But it seemed as if he didn't feel the pain at all. These heavy blows appeared to wake him up from his drunken state, bloodshot eyes emerging, and he burst into a cold, furious laugh.

"Ah—Damn, that's exhilarating!"

Pop!

His arms, like iron hoops, instantly broke free, and one man, grabbing tightly, shredded Tiger's shirt to pieces!

Robust muscles, a towering physique.

"It's my turn now!" Tiger, like an eagle preying on a chicken, grabbed one and smashed him to the ground with a heavy punch.

The group of bouncers instantly lost their morale.

The gap was too big!

In a moment, all the bouncers were on the floor, wailing in pain.

Lin Kun was completely dumbfounded; his face a palette of vivid expressions. A wave of fear assailing him viciously slapped his cheeks. In mere seconds, a cold sweat covered him, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

How can this guy be such a good fighter?

At this moment, the lean man behind Tiger said indifferently, "Kid, do you even know who you told to get lost?"

"The one behind you is the chairman of a special forces unit in the Military District."

"The one on the left is an instructor from the 38th Army Corps of the Yanjing Military Region!"

"As for the one who beat you... I don't need to tell you his identity, just that his name is: Yan Hu!"

"—"

Yan Hu?!

Lin Kun's eyes widened, sweat poured like rain, and his lips trembled.

The man's tone was very calm, speaking casually as he introduced the identities without using them to intimidate. But hearing this series of titles, Lin Kun's mind went blank, even feeling like his breathing had stopped.

Yan Hu, isn't he the top warrior of the Jiangzhou Dragon Tiger Association?! What's he doing here? Why is he with the Military District people!

In front of him, Yan Hu looked coldly at Lin Kun and spat on the ground.

"Relying on your dad's dirty money, huh? Thinking you're so tough, you can bully others wherever you go?"

Pop!

In an instant, Yan Hu's fierce fist struck Lin Kun's stomach, provoking a torrent of vomit.

Tears spilled out in an instant. The drilling pain made Lin Kun sweat all over.

Staggering, he knelt down.

"I'm sorry... I was wrong..."

"Now you realize you were wrong? Kid, you're not being fair. How can you bully the weak and fear the strong? I heard all the boasting you did at the other tables."

Yan Hu looked down at him from above and continued, "Come with me and apologize to the people you bullied!"

He dragged Lin Kun like a dog, pulling him up and all the way to Fang Yu's table.

When Yan Hu saw the Fang Yu sitting by the table, his eyes widened—

"Iron Fist King, Brother Yu?!"