"Big, big brother, don't mess around, I'm a good person, I didn't lie." Lin Hai stuttered, terrified and rapidly speaking, as he frantically backed up against the wall.

"Damn it, just looking at your wimpy face pisses me off, tell me, where exactly is that girl?" The gangster's machete glinted dangerously.

Lin Hai waved his hands, an innocent look on his face: "I really don't know."

"Damn it, still playing dead!" The gangster was furious and swung his knife violently towards Lin Hai.

The girl hiding in the cubicle caught this scene through the gap, her heart nearly jumping out of her throat with regret and concern for Lin Hai. This man, acting out of kindness, was now about to suffer because of her.

Lin Hai crouched down, arms over his head, shaking in the corner, crying out in alarm: "I really don't know, I'm just a bystander, what did I do to deserve this, wuu, don't kill me."

The machete was coming in a flash, about to land on Lin Hai's head.

Such a sharp cleaver—if it really came down, the girl thought, even ten heads wouldn't be enough to take this blow.

The girl was desperate to the extreme.

"I really don't know, big brother, even if you kill me, I still won't know," Lin Hai cried out frantically.

At this moment, his back was directly facing the gap in the door of the cubicle where the girl was.

Through the gap, one could see Lin Hai hunched over, his entire body trembling, clearly terrified to the extreme.

But even in this situation, Lin Hai still shouted that he didn't know, preferring to sacrifice himself rather than betraying the girl.

"He, he, he is actually willing to be chopped up for me, not willing to betray me. I read him wrong, I misunderstood him, he's a good man, truly a good person, not one of those hypocrites hiding behind masks," the girl thought with immense regret and shame, while also worrying for Lin Hai.

Thinking about this man who had saved her twice, who was now about to be killed, tears of remorse welled up in the girl's eyes.

"No, I can't let something happen to him, I can't just stand by and watch him die!"

"Exposed then, getting exposed might lead to me being defiled by those twenty or so beasts, but if it can save this kind-hearted man, it's all worth it."

With this thought in mind, and remembering her mother in the hospital on her deathbed, tears once again spilled down as she clenched her teeth, her eyes flashing with determination. She stood up resolutely, took a deep breath, puffed out her little chest, and shouted loudly: "Don't kill him, I'm here!"

At that shout, the machete abruptly stopped.

Lin Hai, who had been crouching and covering his head, was startled for a moment, then realized that the girl was afraid he would be killed.

"Silly girl, your heart is too kind, sigh!"

Lin Hai sighed softly, his plan disrupted by the girl's kind-heartedness.

The gangster immediately showed a gleeful look in his eyes.

"Shit, so you were hiding here."

The gangster was overjoyed, while his henchmen also revealed ferocious looks, like a pack of hungry wolves about to pounce into a sheepfold and trample mercilessly.

"Let him go, I'll come out immediately, it's not his fault," the girl spoke up again very righteously, her voice trembling, but conveying a sense of firmness.

Lin Hai shook his head slightly, it seems he had to reveal some of his abilities again.

The gangster sneered, then shouted at the cubicle: "Little bitch, you're quite noble for this coward, but you're mistaken. This guy clearly knew you were here and yet chose to lie, leading us on a wild goose chase. Do you think I'll let this coward go?"

After saying that, the gangster sneered at Lin Hai and then directed at him: "Kid, dare to deceive us, I'll make sure you remember this for life."

"You!" The girl realized she had completely underestimated the brutality of this gang.

She was both angry and annoyed, and extremely worried for Lin Hai.

"Humph, after we deal with this loser, you'll know what a terrible price is!"

After saying that, the gangster lifted up the machete and slashed towards Lin Hai.

"No!" The girl shrieked.

But it was too late, the machete had already been swung down viciously toward Lin Hai's head.

The girl's eyes revealed a look of despair, tears blurred her entire face, her fingernails were embedded deeply into her tender hands, her body trembled violently, and she was filled with regret and guilt. It was she who had dragged this big brother into this mess, she felt sorry for him.

In a situation where everyone, including the girl, thought Lin Hai was doomed.

Amidst the gangsters' fierce laughter and cruel schadenfreude,

When the gangster swinging the machete towards Lin Hai, with a cruel gleam in his eyes, didn't even need to think to know the upcoming fate of the weak man before him, even spat out and cursed, "Waste," in the final moment as the machete descended.

At the moment when the girl despairingly closed her eyes!

The machete came to a halt only a hair's breadth away from Lin Hai's forehead.

The gangster was taken aback, feeling a great resistance against his machete, unable to proceed.

What was going on? The gangster exerted more force, but found it impossible to slash down, as if there was an invisible protective shield in the air.

And the man who just a moment ago seemed so cowardly, timid, and scared, was now looking back at him with a gaze that was calm and indifferent. Such a look made the gangster shiver violently.

"Gang Qi, when controlled to a certain level, can be compressed and temporarily released to form a protective action on the body's surface. It can be used to block the damage from long-range bullets to vital parts at critical moments."

"For a Super First-class, soon-to-be Supreme Strong Super High Expert, such a degree of control is achievable. And for the King of Soldiers among mercenaries, the NO. 1 King Yan in the assassin world, it's even more refined to perfection!"

Lin Hai slowly raised his hand and caught the machete between two fingers.

Under the disbelieving gaze of the gangster, the machete was slowly bent and twisted out of shape by the two fingers.

Lin Hai's indifferent voice followed: "Since you're so heartless and mad, people like you, how can you change? So, don't blame me."

After finishing his raspy statement, the machete, under the pressure of Lin Hai's fingers, was forcibly bent at a right angle.

The gangster stood there, dumbfounded, wondering how a person could twist a heavy machete like this with just his fingers.

What kind of being was this man before him, so terrifying.

Monster! This guy couldn't be a monster, could he!

Cold sweat ran down the gangster's forehead.

Lin Hai stood up, grabbed the other's machete. Holding it in both hands, he twisted and wrung it, and under the gangster's gaze shifting from shock to disbelief, and finally to despair and deep fear, the sound of metal twisting rang out as the machete was turned into a twisted spiral.

Then, putting his palms together, he spread his hands out again and the twisted machete had become a crumpled piece of scrap metal.

The gangster gasped in horror, his facial expression stiffened, his pupils shrunk to the size of pinpoints and his legs trembled, a foul-smelling liquid running down his trousers onto the ground – the guy had been scared to the point of wetting himself.

The rest of the group hadn't come to their senses yet when they saw their comrade trembling as if he had seen something terrifying, then, as his companions were about to ask, the gangster who had been arrogantly threatening to kill Lin Hai was sent flying with a swing of Lin Hai's Iron Fist, crashing through the wooden ceiling of the bathroom, with his legs dangling from the ceiling.

"Come on, all of you together!" While everyone was in a state of shock and uncertainty, Lin Hai spoke up, adjusted his belt, raised one hand and gestured with a challenging and unequivocal tone.

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