Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 147 The Fan Family Comes

If Dark Blood were to lose its reputation, who would ever think of them for future missions? Therefore, to preserve their credibility, Dark Blood absolutely had to eliminate Lin Kuang.

And this time, Dark Blood had indeed invested heavily, inviting the third-ranked assassin on the national Killer List to East Sea. He was scheduled to arrive tomorrow and assassinate Lin Kuang on the same day.

Of course, Lin Kuang was oblivious to these developments. He had already made his own plans to wipe out Dark Blood’s East Sea branch within the next couple of days. Since the organization had repeatedly tested his patience, Lin Kuang didn’t mind eradicating them.

When it was time to get off work, the company employees left one after another, and Lin Kuang took Liu Shilin back to the villa.

By then, the little Witch had already returned. She greeted Liu Shilin enthusiastically the moment she walked in. As for Lin Kuang, she selectively ignored him. Of course, this was not the first time he had encountered this situation, so he didn’t mind.

Sitting on the sofa, he bantered with the little Witch and teased Liu Shilin. Lin Kuang was in a very good mood.

After dinner, Lin Kuang left for the Yang family’s villa.

When he arrived, Yang Ruotong, Yang Ruoxi, and little Xinxin were all there. It looked as though they had also just finished dinner, as Yang Ruotong was clearing the dining table. Yang Ruoxi helped at her side, while little Xinxin was happily bouncing around and playing by herself.

Seeing Lin Kuang come in, little Xinxin immediately ran over, her face beaming. "Good evening, little uncle-in-law."

Lin Kuang skillfully picked her up in his arms.

"Have you eaten yet, little Xinxin?" Lin Kuang asked with a smile, pinching her cheek.

"Of course! Have you eaten, little uncle-in-law?" asked little Xinxin, blinking her large eyes with a sweet smile.

"Of course. I’m stuffed," Lin Kuang said with a laugh.

Watching Lin Kuang play with little Xinxin put Yang Ruotong in a very good mood. Although Yang Ruoxi just grumbled, she was secretly happy too.

Once Yang Ruotong and Yang Ruoxi finished tidying up, Lin Kuang went upstairs with Yang Ruoxi. After transmitting True Qi to her, they sat on the edge of the bed chatting. Lin Kuang held her delicate hand the entire time, causing her pretty face to flush red, which made her look incredibly cute.

Around nine o’clock, Lin Kuang decided it was getting late and said his goodbyes. Yang Ruoxi was reluctant to see him go, but she didn’t say anything and just saw him off. Taking advantage of the moment, Lin Kuang cheekily stole a kiss.

Walking under the bright streetlights, Lin Kuang hummed a little tune, feeling quite pleased with himself. As he continued, his expression suddenly changed. He spoke out, "Since a friend has arrived, why not show yourself? What are you doing sneaking around?"

Lin Kuang stopped, his tone cold. He waited for a while, but the person hidden in the darkness did not emerge.

Lin Kuang sneered internally. "Friend," he said aloud, "if you’re not planning to come out, then I won’t be so polite anymore."

After a full minute passed with no response, Lin Kuang decided he had wasted enough time and chose to act.

At some point, a one-yuan coin had appeared between his index and middle fingers. As he turned, he flicked his wrist, sending the coin shooting straight into the thick foliage of a tree high above.

PFFT.

A faint sound echoed, as if the coin had pierced through something.

The next moment, a middle-aged man appeared before Lin Kuang. There was a clear tear in the hem of his clothes—the mark left by the coin.

The middle-aged man’s face was grim. His eyes narrowed as he stared at Lin Kuang. Clearly, he hadn’t expected him to possess such strength.

"Who are you, and why are you following me?" Lin Kuang asked indifferently.

"Kid, your Kung Fu is impressive. Are you from an Ancient Martial Arts family?" the middle-aged man countered instead of answering.

"What’s it to you?" Lin Kuang replied, clearly irritated. The man’s gloomy face and condescending tone got on his nerves.

Hearing Lin Kuang’s words, the middle-aged man’s face darkened. "Kid, you’re quite arrogant. I don’t like you."

"Are you sick in the head? I don’t give a damn whether you like me or not. If you’re looking for a guy to screw, find someone else. I’m not interested," Lin Kuang said with a disgusted look. He was being intentionally provocative because he found the man so unpleasant.

"Hmph! Kid, don’t push your luck. I’m warning you, the Fan Family is not someone you can afford to offend. Fan Bingbing is even less someone a piece of trash like you can touch. If you know what’s good for you, cut all ties with Bingbing from now on!" the middle-aged man said assertively. His superior tone, which dripped with disdain for everyone, was incredibly annoying.

Hearing this, Lin Kuang was slightly surprised. So the man was from the Fan Family.

"Tsk, tsk. What business is it of yours that I’m with Bingbing? Even if you’re from the Fan Family, don’t you think you’re overstepping your bounds? And is that supposed to be a threat?" Lin Kuang asked, looking at the man with a mocking smile, his eyes filled with playful contempt.

Listening to Lin Kuang’s disrespectful words, the middle-aged man’s expression turned even uglier.

"Kid, I admit you have some skill, but don’t refuse a peaceful offer only to face punishment. I came here to tell you that no one from the Fan Family will ever be with someone like you, especially not Fan Bingbing. She’s completely out of your league. So, just give up. Don’t be a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh!" the middle-aged man repeated.

Despite being challenged by Lin Kuang, the man maintained his superior air, acting as if he held the power of life and death over others. It was an exceedingly maddening attitude.

The reason this middle-aged man was here traced back to an encounter in front of Siegel Bar. On that occasion, a man from the Fan Family had warned Lin Kuang, but Lin Kuang had ignored him and severely wounded him instead. Because of this, the injured man returned to the Fan Family and reported the incident to this middle-aged man, prompting him to take action personally.

"I have to ask, what is your position in the Fan Family? And what is your relationship to Fan Bingbing?" Lin Kuang asked, suppressing his annoyance with a flicker of curiosity.

"Hmph. I am Fan Bingbing’s second uncle, Fan Shirong," Fan Shirong declared arrogantly, his superior demeanor somehow intensifying.

Hearing this, Lin Kuang paused for a moment before a deeply mocking smile spread across his lips. "Even if you are Bingbing’s second uncle, I’m guessing you’re a distant relative at best, right?"