Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 1175 - 591: If You Don’t Court Death, You Won’t Die

The young man with earrings beside was also caught off guard by this sudden change. After being stunned for a while, he pointed at Lin Beichen and shouted, "Do you even know where you are, kid? Huh? This is the Luo Family, and daring to make a move here, do you really not know how to spell the word 'death'?"

The earringed youth continued, "If you know what's good for you, let them go immediately, kneel down, kowtow, and beg for mercy, then compensate my brother and me for some mental damage, otherwise..."

"Bang."

Before the earringed youth could finish his extortion, Lin Beichen lifted a foot and kicked him in the chest.

"Boom."

The moment the footprint landed on his chest, the earringed youth felt his ears ringing, as if an ancient solid cannonball had hit him directly in the chest.

Every bone, muscle, and organ in his body seemed to be compressed together with that kick.

The feeling of his body shattering inch by inch like meat in a grinder made the earringed youth let out a miserable scream, "Ahhhhh..."

With the harsh scream like that of a wild ghost, the two-hundred-pound earringed youth was flung sideways like a ragdoll, flying over ten meters before crashing hard into the door of a pavilion over ten meters away.

That poor pavilion door, standing for over a decade, was actually smashed into a large hole with this impact.

Luckily, it wasn't at a point of support, or this several-meter-high pavilion door would have collapsed directly.

And the earringed youth responsible for all this was now lying with a shattered head, bleeding and mouth twisted, curled on the ground like a piece of worthless meat, screaming continuously.

In contrast, Lin Beichen stood there calmly, his expression unchanged, as if he had only casually swatted a fly.

After glancing at the two earringed youths, Lin Beichen said lightly, "As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die. Seeing as this is your first offense, I've been lenient. I hope you both cherish this hard-earned chance, and strive to mend your ways and start anew."

Saying this, he casually tossed, and the youth with dreadlocks was thrown out like a kite with a broken line in sheer terror, then fell hard next to the earringed youth.

"Ahhhh, you bastard, you're looking for death, looking for death!" The blood-covered earringed youth stood up trembling, pointing at Lin Beichen and barking like a mad dog.

"Tap tap."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached, and a few people appeared before Lin Beichen, breathing heavily. Leading them was none other than Luo Zisheng, the eldest son of the Luo family, still bandaged up.

"Hahaha, the young master is here, and you, brat..." The earringed youth couldn't help but grin as Luo Zisheng appeared.

In his eyes, with the involvement of the Luo family's eldest, the guy opposite would have no choice but to kneel down like a dog and beg for mercy.

He even started thinking about how to humiliate the brat opposite once he admitted defeat.

But at that moment—

"Bang."

With a crisp sound, the earringed youth's words were cut off, his expression froze, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and bewilderment.

Not only him, but even the dreadlocked youth struggling to get up beside him was the same.

The same bewilderment, the same disbelief, the same questioning of reality.

"What, what's happening?"

The two couldn't believe, nor could they imagine, that they would witness such an unimaginable scene.

The always arrogant, high-and-mighty eldest of the Luo family, Luo Zisheng, actually, actually suddenly felt his legs weaken and knelt before that troublemaker kid?

How could this be?

How could this be happening?

It must be a dream, yes, a dream, there's no way such a thing could happen in reality.

While the two earringed youths were questioning everything, their big young master Luo Zisheng was already kneeling on the ground, knocking his head several times.

And crawling on the ground like a little dog, he crawled to Lin Beichen, clutching his leg in terror and crying, "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

Like a little dog clinging to Lin Beichen's leg, Luo Zisheng cried out with a face full of fear, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, it's all my fault, I failed to educate these underlings properly, leading them to offend you."

Suddenly, Luo Zisheng stood up abruptly and strode towards the dreadlocked and earringed youths, kicking each of them indiscriminately.

"Boom!"

The dreadlocked youth never expected Luo Zisheng to turn on them suddenly, and off guard, he was kicked and fell flat on his back.

The earringed man was completely dumbfounded, fearfully asking, "Young master, why... why are you doing this?"

"Boom!"

"Die, just die!"

Luo Zisheng roared in anger, landing a heavy punch on the earringed man's chest.

The earringed man was already badly hurt, and with this hit, he spat blood profusely.

"You two wastes, what can you do besides causing trouble for me?" Luo Zisheng glared furiously at the two earringed men, "Who is Mr. Lin anyway? Even I don't dare to offend him, where do you get the courage?"

Seeing Luo Zisheng about to continue, Lin Beichen quickly gestured to stop him, "Alright, that's enough, though they're at fault, they don't deserve to die."

Luo Zisheng had no intention to continue further, so taking advantage, he stopped and yelled at the two earringed men, "Aren't you going to thank Mr. Lin? If it weren't for Mr. Lin's kindness, I would've beaten you to death today."

After scolding them, Luo Zisheng walked to Lin Beichen, bent over, and said, "Mr. Lin, rest assured, when we get back, I will teach these two guys properly and let them amend their ways just like me."