Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 1166 - 586: Jumping Clown_2

"What are you even saying? We're all classmates; helping each other is what we should do," Lin Beichen said, suddenly pausing for a moment.

It turned out that when Zhao Lili was pouring the wine, whether intentionally or not, she got a bit too close.

After pouring the wine, she looked up, and their faces were less than two centimeters apart.

At such a close distance, both could clearly feel each other's breathing.

Lin Beichen was stunned, and Zhao Lili's cheeks flushed. They just looked at each other, watching...

The atmosphere gradually became subtle, and just as sparks were about to fly, suddenly, a voice sounded in their ears: "You really choose to ignore the path to Heaven, only to barge into Hell! I've been struggling to find you, you bastard, and now you've delivered yourself to me!"

Following the voice, they saw a young man in a high-end suit, with the left side of his face swollen like a pig's head, standing there. This young man was none other than Jia Yueqian, whom Lin Beichen had dealt with not long ago. The face that was swollen like a pig's head was thanks to Lin Beichen.

This guy who was kneeling like a dog before Lin Beichen yesterday had now switched to an arrogant demeanor. The look in his eyes towards Lin Beichen was full of resentment and disdain.

After giving Lin Beichen a quick glance, he turned to Zhao Lili and said, "Miss, if I were you, I would ditch this kid and find someone new. Because your boyfriend is about to be finished."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Lili frowned, looking at Jia Yueqian, "Watch your words, or I'll call for help."

"Hahaha, call for help? Here?" Jia Yueqian's eyes flickered over Zhao Lili's chest, mocking, "Big chested but brainless, you think I'd be afraid of you calling for help if I dare stand here?"

Finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Lili and turned his gaze to Lin Beichen, snarling grimly, "Before at Minghuayuan you got lucky because Cai Gongcheng was backing you. But here, you won't be so lucky. Since you're in my hands now, let's see how I'll make your life worse than death, you pauper!"

Lin Beichen leisurely sipped his coffee, glancing at Jia Yueqian. His indifferent look was like watching a noisy fly: "Looks like I was too lenient before. If I had just broken both your arms and legs then, maybe you'd have some self-awareness by now."

"You bastard! How dare you be so arrogant now that you're in my hands! Do you think you're still at Minghuayuan? Do you think you still have Cai Gongcheng to back you up?"

Jia Yueqian casually shrugged off his suit jacket, revealing his solid muscles. He strode up to Lin Beichen, face twisted as he growled, "Do you believe that one punch could make you crap yourself?"

Lin Beichen sighed and shook his head, "I've always loved peace and advocated treating people with kindness. But why do so many reckless fools love to provoke me? I may be kind, but I do get angry. And when I get angry, not everyone can bear the consequences."

With that, he gave Jia Yueqian a mild glance, "Since I'm a kind person, I'll give you some advice. If you don't want to spend the rest of your life paralyzed and bedridden, you'd better obediently kneel before me now and kowtow until I'm satisfied."

What kind of person is Lin Beichen? He's a man with a system! His strength has long surpassed human limits. If he truly gets angry, one punch, and how could Jia Yueqian's small frame withstand it?

Paralysis would be light; if his strength wasn't well-controlled, the Jia Family might be arranging a funeral.

Even though he's confident in himself, to avoid such violent events as much as possible, Lin Beichen is still willing to give this ignorant, brainless fool a chance.

The premise is that this fool is smart enough to grasp this fleeting chance.

But speaking of which, if he were really smart enough, would he even be a fool?

So, these caring words from Lin Beichen fell on Jia Yueqian's ears no less than a fire, burning his mind to confusion.

"You scoundrel! How dare you talk to me like that? You're brazen!"

Jia Yueqian, hearing this, burned with anger, stepping forward instantaneously, standing in front of Lin Beichen. His fists clenched, making cracking sounds, those tiny, bean-sized eyes locking onto Lin Beichen as he roared, "Kneel now! I order you, kneel immediately! Otherwise, today I won't only turn you into minced meat but will also deal with your little girlfriend in front of you!"

In Jia Yueqian's eyes, this kid across from him was nothing but trash with a bit of a background. Look at his thin frame like a bamboo pole, how could he be a match for him? Though a slacker, he cherished his body very much, practically living in the gym, and even practiced some martial arts for days.

Jia Yueqian was convinced, as long as no one interfered, he only needed one punch to knock this kid down.

As long as he got the angle just right, sending this kid to the hospital with one punch was a piece of cake.

Without Cai Gongcheng's backing, this kid dared to act tough with him, it's purely courting death.

"I'm kindly offering you a way to live, and you just don't cherish it? Why must you rush to your death?" Lin Beichen shook his head and sighed, "A brain is a good thing, but you just don't have one."

"You little bastard, I'll take your life!"

Jia Yueqian's eyes turned blood red, almost fainting from anger. He roared, raising that fist the size of a cooking pot, and fiercely swung it toward Lin Beichen's head.

In terms of both strength and speed, this punch had reached its peak, even professional boxers might be no different.

As that fist the size of a cooking pot swished out, a grim smile involuntarily appeared on Jia Yueqian's face, envisioning Lin Beichen's head broken and bleeding, kneeling and begging for mercy, thinking he had victory in hand.

Zhao Lili saw this and involuntarily stepped back two steps. Because she had personally witnessed Lin Beichen's skills, she was full of confidence in him.

Unlike Zhao Lili, the others in the restaurant crowded around, casting sympathetic looks at Lin Beichen.

To most people, tall and thin Lin Beichen versus muscular Jia Yueqian seemed entirely mismatched.

The disparity in strength was so great, the result between them need no words, was it?

Just as Jia Yueqian was cocksure of his victory, and almost everyone thought Lin Beichen was bound to lose, suddenly, a loud bang abruptly erupted.

"Bang!"

Following this bang, Jia Yueqian's fist the size of a cooking pot suddenly stopped just a few centimeters from Lin Beichen's head.

His once smug and arrogant face turned now ferocious and terrifying, like he was wearing a mask of pain.

With everyone focusing, they saw Lin Beichen's foot had somehow taken the lead, firmly kicking Jia Yueqian in the chest.

"Boom!"

Jia Yueqian felt his ears buzzing, his whole body was like being hit head-on by a speeding truck, his entire bones and blood seemed forcibly compressed together in this collision.

"Ah!" Accompanied by a heartrending scream, Jia Yueqian was thrown out like a kite with a broken string.

"You're a pile of dog crap, who gives you the courage to strut your stuff before me?"