GBP Chapter 066: 3 Rib
Chapter 066: 3 Rib
Chapter 066 Three Ribs
Nine o'clock at night, Jinjie Commercial Building in Shancheng.
Lin Fan strode into the company and saw everyone still working tirelessly.
"In the coming days, Ruowei and I will be taking Zhou Xiaojing to Shancheng Group to discuss cooperation, so we'll be spending very little time at the company. You can figure out how to manage your time accordingly!"
Lin Fan told everyone that even without supervision, this group of people would still work according to the established requirements, and Lin Fan didn't need to worry about work-related matters.
Lin Fan said these words only to reassure everyone that Zhou Xiaojing wasn't coming to the company. Indeed, no one suspected anything, since Zhou Xiaojing had been promoted to vice president and it was only natural for her to accompany the boss to discuss cooperation.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, we will work according to the established plan!"
With everyone's assurances, Lin Fan walked into the president's office alone. On the computer on the desk were the information of previous employees.
Lin Fan exported the list of employees who left the company during the day and immediately sent it to Gao Xuan via text message. He also added a message asking Gao Xuan to check their current location.
After Gao Xuan replied "Received" instantly, Lin Fan made another call to Nangong Jin.
"Mujin, starting tomorrow, you'll be working as a receptionist at the company on Shancheng Golden Street. Your job is to provide excellent reception services while ensuring the safety of everyone in the company!"
Nangong Jin immediately understood Lin Fan's meaning, "President Lin, I understand!"
After hanging up with Nangong Jin, Lin Fan immediately called Liang Sanhu.
"Black Tiger, come to Golden Street in Mountain City right now. I'll take you on your first mission at the Heavenly Secrets Bureau!"
“Okay, I’ll be right there!” Liang Sanhu said.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan went downstairs and waited for Liang Sanhu's arrival under the signboard of Shancheng Jin Street.
Ten minutes later, an Audi R8 sped up and stopped in front of Lin Fan. At the same time, Gao Xuan's message arrived as expected:
Mr. Lin, this group of people are all having a party in the same place, in room 888 of Yinjue KTV.
"Mr. Lin, is there anything I can do for you?" Liang Sanhu got out of the car and walked to Lin Fan's side.
Lin Fan had thought that the group would be scattered in different places, so he called Liang Sanhu to split up and carry out their own actions. He never expected that they would shamelessly hold a party, celebrating their atrocities against Zhou Xiaojing.
Since Liang Sanhu is here, let's all come together!
"Come with me and teach these shameless bastards a lesson!" Lin Fan roared, then glanced at a vendor selling children's masks nearby.
Lin Fan strode over and bought two masks, one featuring the cartoon characters of Ultraman and the other Batman.
"Here you go!" Lin Fan handed the 'Ultraman' to Liang Sanhu, took the 'Batman' for himself, and then opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
After Liang Sanhu got into the car, Lin Fan said, "Yinjue KTV, room 888."
Liang Sanhu swallowed hard. The undisguised murderous aura emanating from Lin Fan made him feel a sense of fear. He was now extremely grateful that he was on Lin Fan's side.
With a throttle input, Liang Sanhu sped towards Yinjue KTV.
In the blink of an eye, the two had arrived at the entrance of the KTV.
"Black Tiger, put on the mask. I don't want to reveal my identity," Lin Fan said to Liang Sanhu as he put on the mask.
"Okay!" Liang Sanhu immediately put on the childish mask. If it weren't for Lin Fan's instructions, he would never have worn such a thing in his life.
The two strode into the KTV. Upon seeing the two wearing cartoon masks, they quickly stepped forward to stop them. Who would wear such a thing to a KTV late at night?
"Gentlemen, please remove your masks, or please leave!" the manager said.
"Snapped!"
Lin Fan opened his coat and took out more than a dozen hundred-yuan bills from his wallet in the inner pocket, pressing them against the lobby manager's chest.
The lobby manager hurriedly took the bright red banknote. What kind of operation is this? Do rich people like to play this game now?
"Please come in, gentlemen. Are you looking for a private room or someone to sing with? Would you like me to arrange a few singers for you?" the manager said with a smile.
"No need, we'll find someone ourselves!" Lin Fan said, and strode inside.
"Sir! Let me show you the way." The lobby manager stepped forward with a smile, wanting to give Lin Fan directions, secretly hoping to earn a little tip.
As a result, Liang Sanhu stretched out his large hand to stop the lobby manager and said angrily, "Didn't you hear us say we'd find it ourselves!"
The lobby manager immediately backed down, bowing and scraping as he said, "Please do as you please!"
Before long, Lin Fan and Liang Sanhu found room number 888.
Lin Fan pushed the door open and entered first, followed by Liang Sanhu who then closed the door tightly.
Lin Fan quickly looked around and saw that it was indeed the same ugly face from earlier that day. Before Lin Fan could even ask any questions, the group burst into laughter.
"Is this some kind of shoddy cosplay?"
"An impromptu karaoke performance? Ultraman vs. Batman?"
Another short, fat man approached with a glass bottle of beer, drinking from the bottle as he walked. When he reached Lin Fan, he mocked, "Can't you come up with a more interesting act? Do you think I'm broke?"
Before the man could finish speaking, Lin Fan snatched the bottle from the short, fat man's hand and smashed it over his head.
With a loud crash, the sound of the bottle shattering drowned out the music. The short, fat man staggered back three steps and fell to the ground, blood streaming down his chubby face.
The people in the private room finally realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.
Why are you hitting me!
The short, fat man sat up, clutching his bleeding head and shouting.
"Damn it! Dares to cause trouble? Brothers, beat him up!"
Some of them shouted that they wanted to take revenge by relying on their numbers, but little did they know that some differences in strength cannot be bridged by sheer numbers.
Dozens of people rushed towards Lin Fan with their fists raised, cursing as they went. Although they didn't know Lin Fan's identity, each of them cursed his ancestors for eight generations.
"Let me stretch my muscles." Liang Sanhu flashed forward and blocked Lin Fan's path, then quickly swung his fists, causing the oncoming crowd to fall to the ground.
Seeing that there were several couples sitting behind him, Liang Sanhu arrived at their side in an instant and gave each of them a punch.
At this moment, all the villains in the private room were lying on the ground groaning, but except for the short and fat man, they all only had superficial injuries. Liang Sanhu saw that Lin Fan had not used lethal force, so he also showed mercy to them, but he was still puzzled by Lin Fan's intentions.
"You don't follow the rules, but I will!" Lin Fan scanned the crowd, gestured three with his hand, and said, "Three ribs. I only want each of you to have three broken ribs!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan arrived at the nearest person's side, gathered his strength, and swung a palm towards the person's chest. With a painful howl, the palm struck the person squarely, breaking three ribs.
"What does this mean?" Liang Sanhu scratched his head in confusion. Three ribs? Is beating someone up really this particular?
While Liang Sanhu was wondering what was going on, Lin Fan had already arrived at the second person's side and instantly broke three more of his ribs with a single palm strike.