Moreover, no matter how strong you are, knives and swords are blind. What if you get hurt accidentally...?

Mei Ruyan frowned, ready to act at any moment.

But to Lin Tian, facing the two wasn't stressful at all.

"Courting death!"

Fighting with a small spoon, such humiliation was absolutely unbearable for the red-haired man, who immediately swung the switchblade in his hand towards Lin Tian's abdomen.

At the same time, the yellow-haired man's butterfly knife blocked Lin Tian's retreat, also aiming at his abdomen.

If he dodges the switchblade, he can't dodge the butterfly knife.

If he doesn't dodge, he'll be hit by both the switchblade and the butterfly knife.

In any case, dodging or not, Lin Tian would be in trouble!!!

The idea was good, but reality often doesn't follow plans.

Lin Tian neither retreated nor dodged; instead, he hopped on one leg towards the two, holding the spoon.

In a flash, the spoon in Lin Tian's left hand swiftly reached above the red-haired man's arm, and he smashed it down fiercely. The sharp handle of the spoon directly hit the red-haired man's wrist joint.

"Clang!"

A crisp metallic sound echoed as something dropped to the ground, and the next second Lin Tian leaned back onto the bed, his left foot kicking hard into the face of the red-haired man who was crouching down from the wrist pain.

A perfect kick, even without shoes, left an imprint on the red-haired man's face, and the stench from Lin Tian's unwashed feet from the previous night's coma could be smelled.

The feeling of a foot in your face, those who haven't experienced it would never know.

The neck jerking back violently, the vision going black, and a surge of dizziness filling the mind, causing the red-haired man to collapse weakly to the ground.

The lightning-fast attack didn't stop. The butterfly knife in the yellow-haired man's hand, due to the unexpected outcome, missed the mark as it grazed past Lin Tian.

Seizing this opportunity, Lin Tian threw the spoon into the air with his left hand, chopping fiercely at the yellow-haired man's wrist with a knife hand.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking accompanied by a scream.

But it wasn't over yet. Lin Tian caught the falling spoon with his left hand, aimed at the yellow-haired man's chest, and stabbed fiercely with the sharp spoon handle.

"Ah...ah!"

The shrill screams grew louder, and the yellow-haired man knelt on the ground clutching his chest, his face turning red from lack of breath, breathing heavily.

Having resolved three people in the blink of an eye, only Zhao remained in front of Lin Tian, who placed the spoon in his mouth, still savoring the morning tofu soup, and with a grin, he hopped towards Zhao.

"Don't come over, don't come over!"

Zhao retreated, waving his hands repeatedly, signaling Lin Tian not to come closer.

"Big brother, I was wrong, please let me go!"

Zhao backed into a corner with no escape, recalling the painful kick from Lin Tian, that feeling of living hell turning his chubby face beet red.

Seeing Zhao's cowardly demeanor, Lin Tian lost interest in teaching him a lesson. What's the saying?

If the opponent is a loser, why bother hitting him?

Isn't this knowing a loser intimately?

But then, Lin Tian enjoyed bullying people, bullying you was so you'd remember, and avoid me next time.

"Slap! Slap!"

Two crisp slaps sounded, and Lin Tian said to Zhao, "These two slaps are for you shooting crap at my woman today. Now take your group of useless friends and roll out of here immediately!"

"Yes, yes!"

Feeling the burning pain on both sides of his face, Zhao nodded and stooped, feeling very aggrieved, angry, and unwilling, as all sorts of negative emotions flooded out.

When had he ever suffered such grievances?

Even his father had never beaten him, who would have thought he'd now be slapped by an outsider?

And right in front of his friends, enduring two crisp slaps.

This kind of humiliation and insult made Zhao's eyes fill with tears, only holding back from crying.

With Zhao's support, the three carried an unconscious guy, stumbling out of the ward.

Zhao, the last to leave, turned his head to give Lin Tian a resentful glance as he exited the ward.

Regarding Zhao's resentful look, Lin Tian was indifferent. Even if four more came, they wouldn't be a match, just a bunch of blabbermouths showing off only in front of women.

After taking care of the four, Lin Tian recalled the act earlier, immediately turning with a fawning smile to her, "Mei Ruyan, gorgeous, you're not angry, right?"

Mei Ruyan stood silently in the corner, not speaking, her beautiful eyes just watching Lin Tian.

The more she stared, the more nervous Lin Tian got, not understanding what she was thinking, wondering if she was angry.

"You're quite amazing, huh? Dare to sell me out?"

Mei Ruyan pouted, clearly displeased. Saying she wasn't angry would be a lie, but knowing this trouble was of her making and Lin Tian helped resolve it, all her anger vanished.

"What? I was just toying with them!"

Lin Tian hurriedly explained with a smile and reassured, "Besides, I tricked them into paying 6,000 yuan for mental damages; you should be grateful!"

"Hmph!"

Mei Ruyan snorted, tossing a stack of red bills onto the bed, "I don't want that dead fatso's dirty money!"

Just 6,000 yuan; Mei Ruyan wasn't short of money. Her monthly salary was multiples of that; she didn't care about such a sum.

"Ah? You don't want it?"

Lin Tian was stunned for a moment. Seeing the thick pile of red bills on the bed, his dark eyes gleamed with a greedy green light, "If you don't want it, I'll take it for my hospital fees!"

Grabbing the money, Lin Tian suddenly recalled Zhao's resentful glance before leaving, quickly moved to the bedside and said to Mei Ruyan, "My hand is injured, my legs are inconvenient, help me handle the discharge paperwork!"

"Discharge paperwork?"

Mei Ruyan was quite surprised, "Your injuries aren't healed yet; the doctor said you need to stay a few more days!"

"No worries, this is just a minor wound!" Lin Tian dismissed unconcernedly, how could a man consider this injury serious?

Having grown up with bumps and bruises, he never stayed in a hospital and was still alive till now?

It's just a bullet wound on the calf, no big deal.

"No, why are you so eager to be discharged?"

Not understanding Lin Tian's urge to discharge, Mei Ruyan shook her head, stubbornly refusing to do the paperwork.

"Are you stupid, just now I beat those people, haven't you heard the saying you can run, but the monk can't run away from the temple?"

Lin Tian continued, "If I stay in this ward, it's likely the fatso will have someone come for revenge later. I don't want to remain in the hospital ward getting looked after and fighting every day!"

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