Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 210 - 209: He Fell Right Into the Trap!

At this moment, Northern Imperial City.

Deep within the Ying Family’s Ancient Mansion.

"Dad, Ku Tao said the matter has been settled, and Lin Fan has been successfully provoked. He’s driving over here!"

In the brightly lit hall, Shen Yueli put down her phone.

Then, with a smile on her face, she looked at Shen Changlong sitting at the head of the table.

"Humph, that bastard always likes to meddle in other people’s business. Look what happened now; he caused the death of that family of three from out of town. Let’s see if he feels bad!"

Before Shen Changlong could speak,

Mrs. Ying Sr., sitting beside him, chimed in with a sinister smile, speaking through clenched teeth.

"Taking away the bone marrow for Rufeng’s transplant is equivalent to stealing his future... That family of three died without injustice."

Shen Changlong looked indifferent.

As if the three lives couldn’t stir even the slightest ripple in his heart. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"I slammed the table with the higher-ups this afternoon, they agreed. As long as Lin Fan dares to continue killing recklessly in the Imperial Capital, no one can save him!"

Glancing at his watch, Shen Changlong stood up, a cold smile on his lips.

"Moreover, it’s in a busy downtown area, causing extremely bad influence... Later, I’ll lead troops to eliminate the criminals, adjudicate them on the spot, which is quite justified."

"Yes, yes, Changlong, you really are meticulous. It’s Lin Fan himself walking into death, no one can blame us."

Mrs. Ying Sr. happily clapped her hands, nodding with a joyful smile.

Shen Yueli, sitting below, also couldn’t help but smile in relief.

Lin Fan must die, not just to vent anger for Ying Rufeng.

He is the survivor from seven years ago. If everything is thoroughly investigated, it will pose a serious threat to the existence of Ying and Shen Families!

Not to mention, Lin Fan is determined to seek justice for Lin Suxin.

If allowed to continue, who knows how much more trouble will arise!

"Wen Yuan is flying back in a few hours, we must resolve this into a steel-clad case before he learns that Ying Bufan is still alive."

Shen Changlong crossed his hands behind his back, narrowing his eyes as he looked toward the distance outside the door.

"He’s not decisive enough. If he’s swayed by his eldest son’s words and fails to act decisively, it would delay Rufeng’s inheritance."

"This time, even if we can’t kill that bastard, we must ruin him, forcing him to flee and live in infamy!"

"Alright, time’s almost up, I should set off. You stay here and wait for my good news."

After saying that, Shen Changlong nodded towards Mrs. Ying Sr. and the others, then turned and strode away.

Completely unaware that Ying Yutang, who had just sneaked back, was hiding not far outside the door, listening in shock.

Watching the silhouette disappear beyond the door.

Ying Yutang gritted his teeth, left the Ying Family’s Ancient Mansion, and pulled out his phone to contact Xia Bingbing.

"Brother, it’s right here, Wanzi Qianfang Club, it’s Ku Tao’s private property and the highest-tier nightclub in the North City area."

Meanwhile, guided by Fatty Chu.

Lin Fan drove to the bustling street in North City, stopping at the grand entrance of a luxurious nightclub.

People flowed like a river on the street, lively and bustling.

Various luxury cars were parked in front of the club, resembling a large auto show.

Fashionable, stunning women in skimpy outfits were queuing to enter the club, attracting the attention of many passersby.

At the store entrance, two hulking men in black vests were in charge of inspections.

"You better not go in there, save yourself from getting splattered with blood."

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze, speaking to the cautious Fatty Chu, then opened the car door to get out.

"Get over there, join the queue!"

Seeing Lin Fan silently holding a sleeping boy and carrying a red, tattered hemp sack,

as he strode to the store entrance, he was immediately blocked by the two unfriendly men.

"Who’s this guy anyway, too funny, carrying a child to the club?"

"He’s even holding a broken sack. Is he here to collect bottles and sell them for money?"

"I bet he was picking plastic bottles by the roadside, discovered his wife entered Wanzi Qianfang, going to cuckold him, hahaha!"

People around cast strange looks, mockingly and wantonly laughing.

Even the two men in black vests chuckled, crossing their arms and smugly tilting their heads at Lin Fan.

"Is your woman here? Kid, you’d better endure silently, don’t cause trouble!"

"This is Brother Ku Tao’s club, if you don’t want trouble, go home and babysit your kid!"

These words stirred another round of uproarious laughter from those nearby.

"I’m here to find Ku Tao and Zhang Laosan. If you don’t want to die, don’t stop me."

Lin Fan remained expressionless, coldly scanning the surroundings.

For some reason, when his gaze met theirs, people felt a chill in their hearts, inexplicably nervous and frightened.

That ice-cold gaze was like a fierce beast on the verge of going berserk, bloodthirsty!

"Screw it, seeing Brother Ku Tao and Brother Zhang isn’t up to you, get lost!"

The laughter of the two men in black vests froze, replaced by anger.

With no warning, the man on the right raised his hand to slap Lin Fan’s face!

Pah!

A crisp sound followed by a pig-like cry pierced the night.

It was Lin Fan’s gaze that sank, acting faster despite reacting later.

Backhandedly throwing that man high into the air!

Thud!

He crashed into the luxury cars parked on the roadside, his body deeply embedded in the roof of a black Audi, setting off a series of buzzing alarms.

Amid the exclamations of passersby,

You could see him foaming at the mouth, eyes bulging, convulsing twice before going still.

Holy crap, Mad Horse is dead?

He’s been slapped to death so casually by someone?

Bearing in mind, although that guy was just a doorman, he was quite strong, nicknamed Mad Horse.

He once chased down a dozen burly men with a knife!

And now, he’s been slapped to death by this unknown young man carrying a child!

Hiss...!!

Several men and women familiar with the details exchanged astonished looks, gasping in disbelief.

Their gaze toward Lin Fan shifted from disdain and contempt to profound fear!

"You’re looking for death, you bastard!"

The next moment.

The man on the left recovered from shock, growing furious.

Determinedly, he drew the baton from his waist.

With a swing toward Lin Fan’s unmoving head!

"I said, whoever stops me, dies!"

Crack!

Lin Fan didn’t dodge, defiantly raised his hand toward the baton.

As if overcome by fury, losing all reason.

Yet, as everyone watched in amazement, the hard baton was sliced effortlessly by Lin Fan, as though cutting tofu.

Directly cut in two with the edge of his palm!

Then his hand continued forth, slashing across the man’s neck, hitting the door lintel hard.

Bang!

After the crisp sound faded, the man in the black vest dropped to the ground, eyes wide with unwillingness.

Above him, the stainless steel door lintel was cut through painstakingly by Lin Fan’s palm, leaving a deep break!

"The club is closed tonight. If you don’t want to die, start running."

Panic, screams, frantic escape... People around the club entrance fled in terror.

Lin Fan turned his head, coldly scanning the surroundings again.

Then, with a blank expression, he stepped over the bodies, striding into the nightclub!