Chapter 63: I'm a Merciful Person

"Who's finished now?" Mu Lin flicked his finger, striking the large man's hand that was gripping Hu Xi's ponytail.

A sensation like being struck by lightning shot through his hand. The large man instantly felt his whole body go weak, and his hand released its grip on its own.

Mu Lin grabbed Hu Xi's shoulders and pulled her back.

Hu Xi felt like she'd just escaped death's door. Letting out a long sigh of relief, she threw her arms around Zhao Ling'Er, who was still covering her eyes.

"Ling'Er! Ling'Er, let's run!"

Zhao Ling'Er opened her eyes and immediately saw Mu Lin. "Brother Mu!" she exclaimed excitedly.

She grabbed Hu Xi and said, "We don't have to run. We just need to stand back so we don't get in Brother Mu's way!"

Hu Xi was frantic. Now that some sacrificial lamb had finally appeared to hold back the large man, of course they had to run.

But Zhao Ling'Er didn't run. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Mu Lin.

"Don't worry, just watch Brother Mu!"

Hu Xi saw a dazzling light in Zhao Ling'Er's eyes. As she mulled it over, a strange idea occurred to her.

'Zhao Ling'Er has such high standards; she wouldn't look at anyone else with that expression.'

'That means this guy must have some real skill.'

'Might as well see what he's made of.'

Seeing that Hu Xi and Zhao Ling'Er were out of danger, Mu Lin immediately lifted his leg and delivered a vicious kick right to the large man's crotch.

As a physician, he knew exactly where the two "outer kidneys" were located in the body.

The kick was steady, accurate, and ruthless. In an instant, the two "yolks" were smashed to pulp, and the area between the large man's legs became a bloody mess.

The men in the crowd couldn't help but feel a tightness in their own groins, their legs instinctively clamping together.

This was a grudge to the death.

How could this end now without a world-shattering fight, without annihilating Mu Lin's entire family?

The large man let out a guttural howl, and for a moment, it felt as if all the blood in his body had stopped circulating.

The flashily dressed man who was with the big guy rushed forward to help him up, supporting his upper body with his shoulder.

When he got a good look at the big man's crotch, he couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath. "Oh my god, oh my god! You... you... you... you!"

He pointed a trembling finger at Mu Lin. "You're so vicious!"

Mu Lin replied coolly, "It was alright. Compared to you people, I'd say I'm merciful."

'At least he's still breathing, right?'

"Merciful my ass! Baldy is the only son in his family for nine generations, and he's not even married yet! Do you know you just ended his entire family line with that one kick?"

Mu Lin burst out laughing. "Ending his line is a good thing! If people like him can't have children, the world will be a more peaceful place!"

Hearing this, many people started to sweat for Mu Lin. Weren't his words just a direct accusation that Baldy was a bandit?

And these types of people hated being called thieves the most; they flew the banner of "enforcing justice on behalf of heaven."

Smashing Baldy's "double yolks" already sealed his fate.

Calling them bandits was basically asking to be killed twice over!

CLANG! The flashy man pulled out a foot-long machete. "Today, I'm going to slice you up to make a tonic for my brother!"

The blade was covered in blood and rust. There was no telling how many people it had wounded, or how many had died by it.

Today, it seemed another person might be added to the tally.

Zhao Ling'Er cried out, "Brother Mu, stop fighting! Let's just run!"

She gave Hu Xi a push, but then ran up and grabbed Mu Lin's clothes, trying to pull him away.

But Mu Lin did no such thing. Instead, with a flick of his arm, two silver needles appeared in his palm.

WHOOSH! The silver needles cut through the air and pierced the flashy man's body.

He instantly froze in place, and his momentum sent him tumbling heavily forward.

"See? Why bother? If you want to fight me, you have to be able to bear the consequences."

Mu Lin smiled faintly, picked up the machete, and examined it. He chuckled.

"Pig's blood, sheep's blood... but no human blood."

"So it's all just for show!"

Ah!

The onlookers didn't know how Mu Lin had figured it out, but once the truth about the bloodstains was revealed, Guo Lei's thugs suddenly seemed much less intimidating.

Another commotion arose in the crowd, which quickly parted to the left and right.

A very beautiful woman walked out from between them.

Seeing the woman, Baldy cried out, "Sister Fang! Sister Fang, you have to stand up for me!"

Hu Xi whispered from behind Mu Lin, "I told you we should have left. Now the manager's here."

Hearing that Sister Fang was the manager, Mu Lin looked her up and down.

There wasn't a single trace of physical training on her entire body. A woman like her wasn't likely to have much martial strength.

'So how does she keep everyone in line?'

Sister Fang glanced at Baldy and the bloody mess in his crotch, a flicker of contempt in her eyes.

'Serves you right.'

However, as the manager, she ultimately had to stand up for her own people. Otherwise, her underlings would immediately elect a new representative.

"You did this?" Sister Fang pointed at Mu Lin. "Do you know he's the only heir in his family? Now his line is well and truly finished."

Mu Lin smiled faintly. "I've said it before, I act with a clear conscience. What does it matter to me if his family line ends? And who are you to be the boss lady of this bar?"

Sister Fang's almond-shaped eyes narrowed. "You don't need to know who I am!"

Mu Lin figured it out. She was probably Guo Lei's mistress, which was why she had so much influence in the bar.

"She used to be Pang Dahai's woman, now she's with Guo Lei. Basically, she just clings to whoever is strongest."

Hu Xi whispered from behind Mu Lin. He casually picked his ear and blew on his fingertips.

"So she's one of those 'strong women' who gets ahead by clinging to men," Mu Lin said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Sister Fang instantly exploded. She hadn't even been this angry when she saw her own men get beaten.

She grabbed a walkie-talkie and pointed its antenna at Mu Lin.

"Shut your mouth! I'm telling you, you're a dead man today!"

Then she yelled into the walkie-talkie:

"All hands, get out here now! And bring your knives!"

The first to panic at this shout were not the thugs, but the guests on the dance floor.

This meant blood was about to be spilled! They wanted to see a spectacle, sure, but not one this hardcore.

They scattered in a hurry, and more than half the people on the dance floor fled.

Hearing the order, a large group of thugs emerged from the back rooms like a black cloud.

The deafening music provided the perfect cover for their movements.

Sister Fang pointed at Mu Lin, and the thugs swarmed forward, completely surrounding Mu Lin, Hu Xi, and Zhao Ling'Er.

"None of you are leaving today," Sister Fang declared, her voice as sharp as hammered nails. "I mean what I say. If I say you die today, I won't let you live to see tomorrow."

Suddenly, a security guard ran in from the entrance and whispered a few words in Sister Fang's ear.

Sister Fang's eyes lit up. "Brother Lei is coming in person today! We can't look bad in front of him! Kill this guy quickly and clean the floor thoroughly!"

The thugs all drew long knives, brandishing them at Mu Lin from a distance as if trying to figure out the most precise and efficient way to hack him into eight pieces.

Striking first is the key to victory. With a push of his feet, Mu Lin became a bolt of lightning, charging straight toward the Vegetable Knife Team that surrounded him.

Mu Lin was outnumbered and bare-handed, yet unbelievably, he beat the Vegetable Knife Team into a state of complete disarray.

"Get him! Get him now!" Sister Fang urged. But Mu Lin weaved through them, and countless steel knives clattered to the ground as their owners collapsed, writhing in pain and curled up like shrimp.

In the blink of an eye, the situation had become far worse than Sister Fang had anticipated.

Another subordinate ran in, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Brother Lei is here!"

Hearing this, Sister Fang's face clouded over with worry.

With the fight turning out like this, the Vegetable Knife Team had utterly lost face. If Guo Lei found out, he would surely fly into a rage.

She instinctively turned to go out and greet him.

But Guo Lei had already entered. Seeing the utter mess, he erupted in fury.

"Xiaofang, what's going on here? How did my Vegetable Knife Team end up beaten like this?"

Without a second thought, Sister Fang pointed directly at Mu Lin. "It's all his fault! This man crushed Baldy's family jewels! Naturally, I had the Vegetable Knife Team teach him a lesson and get revenge for Baldy!"

When Guo Lei saw Mu Lin, he froze, and then sudden understanding dawned on him.

He immediately raised his hand and slapped Sister Fang across the face. "What do you think you're doing to my esteemed guest? Pull back the Vegetable Knife Team, now!"

Sister Fang was completely bewildered by the slap, and her heart filled with grievance. A sudden thought flashed through her mind: the Pang Dahai of the past would never have hit her like this.

Too bad he was already dead, killed by this bastard Guo Lei.

As a weak woman, all she could do was endure the humiliation and wait for a chance to take revenge.