Chapter 159: Elementary School Students Are Not To Be Provoked

Heng Jianqiu wasn't blinded by rage. He was quite calm. Although he appeared furious, it was merely a bluff. His mind was focused on a single thought: the evil entity couldn't be allowed to remain. Since it had been discovered, he would use this feigned anger to strike decisively and eliminate it.

He lunged forward with imposing momentum, but held back, constantly monitoring the boy's situation, careful not to harm him in the slightest.

"This evil entity is doomed."

The evil rooster was so terrified that its feathers puffed up, its eyes bulged, and a dropping of chicken excrement plopped to the ground.

It wasn't just scared shitless; it was literally scared shitless.

The evil rooster wailed. Its undercover career was likely over. The legendary life of an evil hero, short and tragic.

"Too far!"

Lin Fan didn't expect the man to attack his good friend, the hen. Angrily, he threw a punch, striking the man's palm.

Bang!

Heng Jianqiu's expression changed drastically. A shocking force surged from his arm through his entire body. His face, as if slapped by a fierce wind, nearly contorted.

I'm screwed!

What incredible strength!

These thoughts formed in an instant, and then his body flew backward. With a whoosh, he vanished from his original spot.

"Old Zhang, let's run! He's dangerous!" Lin Fan grabbed Old Zhang, who was holding the hen, and fled without looking back.

"This..."

The one-eyed man stood there dumbfounded, then looked at Heng Jianqiu, embedded in the distant wall.

The surrounding people were stunned, as if they had seen a ghost. A question mark popped up in each of their minds.

What just happened?

The one-eyed man walked over to Heng Jianqiu, intending to pull him out of the wall.

"Don't move!" Heng Jianqiu hurriedly called out.

The one-eyed man's outstretched hand froze. He felt a pang of sympathy. Why resort to violence? If it were before, he would have been just as righteous and decisive, but ever since witnessing the battle between Lin Fan and the evil cockroach demon, he had adjusted his mindset. Some individuals were simply not to be trifled with.

That's why, when encountering this situation, his first reaction was to call Hao Ren and ask for his opinion. An expert is an expert; their advice is never wrong. He had listened carefully and subsequently realized the wisdom in those words. It's just that some people wouldn't believe him, and there was nothing he could do about that.

"Get me some bone-setting specialists."

Heng Jianqiu knew his own condition. He wasn't seriously injured, but some bones were likely fractured.

The one-eyed man consoled him, "Don't worry, we'll cover the medical expenses."

Heng Jianqiu gave the one-eyed man a strange look. Was this a matter of medical expenses?

The only ones who could remain calm in the face of this were Lin Daoming and the others. They had personally witnessed the confrontation with the evil cockroach demon. That power was truly terrifying. Just that one punch... the fact that Heng Jianqiu could still speak meant he was fortunate to be alive.

Outside.

"Hen, don't worry, we'll protect you," Lin Fan said, stroking the hen's head.

The evil rooster was pale with fright, its eyes nearly popping out of its head. As for what had just happened, it didn't want to ask, didn't want to know. As long as it could survive, that was enough. Its undercover career could continue, and everything would progress towards a brighter future.

Lin Fan said, "I think I sent him flying just now. I hope he's okay."

Old Zhang pondered, "He should be fine, I think. But it's dangerous now. I think we should wait until tonight and go back to inquire about the situation."

Hearing this, Lin Fan nodded thoughtfully. It seemed reasonable.

Just as they left the special department and turned a corner, Master Yongxin jumped out from the side and said, "Why so slow? I've been waiting for you here for ages."

Lin Fan asked, "You were waiting for us here? I thought we were meeting at the entrance."

Master Yongxin feigned confusion, "Didn't we agree yesterday that we'd meet here? We didn't say anything about waiting at the entrance."

Lin Fan looked at Old Zhang questioningly. Old Zhang thought for a moment, "It seems like we did."

"Okay, then I must have remembered wrong. Sorry to keep you waiting so long," Lin Fan apologized politely. He finally understood why he hadn't seen Master Yongxin. He had simply mistaken the location.

For Master Yongxin, his current actions felt like some sort of clandestine operation. He was afraid of being seen, especially by those people. They were the most dangerous.

They arrived at a bustling area filled with buildings under renovation. Master Yongxin constantly observed Lin Fan and Old Zhang. He noticed their unusual bond, like that of close friends.

Build a good relationship, then humbly ask for guidance. Although he seemed quite old, he also yearned for strength. Getting secret techniques from the one-eyed man was practically impossible, so he could only try to get something from these youngsters.

Slowly, don't rush. At his age, hanging out with young people was already quite awkward, but a master is a master regardless of age. He felt that spending time with capable individuals was a wonderful thing.

Master Yongxin approached Lin Fan and asked with a smile, "I witnessed your battle with the evil cockroach demon. It was astonishing, truly remarkable."

Flattery was necessary, even if it was somewhat subtle. He still had his pride, and at his age, casually showering someone with compliments wasn't a good look.

"Who's the evil cockroach demon?" Lin Fan asked curiously.

Master Yongxin froze. "Haha, so humble, truly humble. I now understand why you possess such strength at such a young age. Unlike some young people nowadays, who become arrogant and reckless with a bit of power, unaware that there are always greater heights and stronger individuals out there."

Lin Fan and Old Zhang exchanged glances, curiosity flickering in their eyes. They didn't quite understand what Master Yongxin was saying. It all felt a bit strange.

"Who's the evil cockroach demon?" Lin Fan repeated.

His expression was serious, genuinely wanting to know who this evil cockroach demon was. He was truly puzzled. When encountering something he didn't understand, he had to ask for clarification.

Master Yongxin pondered the meaning behind Lin Fan's words. Could there be some deeper implication?

"It's the one you encountered the day before yesterday."

He didn't directly reveal the identity, instead offering a hint. If someone else had asked this question, he would have retorted, "Are you trying to show off? What a pretentious way to ask!"

Lin Fan suddenly realized, "Oh, him! He's really despicable, bullying Old Zhang. I definitely won't forgive him. But if he sincerely apologizes, I think I might forgive him. However, it all depends on what Old Zhang says. I always follow Old Zhang's lead."

Another strange statement.

Master Yongxin inquired, "You're so powerful. How do you usually cultivate? Could you tell me about it?"

He finally couldn't contain his curiosity any longer, eager to learn the cultivation method. It was understandable. Who wouldn't be curious? Even the one-eyed man was extremely curious, but why hadn't he asked? It was because he had been traumatized by Lin Fan and Old Zhang, gradually developing a phobia.

If anyone in the special department was the most unfortunate, it was undoubtedly the one-eyed man.

Lin Fan smiled, "I don't really cultivate. Before, it was electroconvulsive therapy. Now, it's embracing nature, comprehending the natural world, occasionally combined with Old Zhang's acupuncture. That's basically it."

Master Yongxin heard about Old Zhang's acupuncture again and asked curiously, "Is this acupuncture very powerful? Could you try it on me? I'd like to experience it."

He couldn't resist the urge, hoping to gain something from Lin Fan and Old Zhang. This was perfectly normal.

"You're willing to trust my acupuncture?" Old Zhang grabbed Master Yongxin's sleeve, asking expectantly.

He loved helping others. Now, someone was willing to trust his acupuncture, which made him incredibly happy. Only Lin Fan and Liu Ying had believed in him before. He had always hoped to use his knowledge to help the one-eyed man. Although there had been a few mishaps that led to the loss of trust, he had always persevered.

Now, someone else believed in his abilities. He felt overjoyed.

Master Yongxin hurriedly said, "Yes, I absolutely trust your skills. If I didn't, I wouldn't have asked."

If the one-eyed man knew about this, he would definitely gloat, thinking, You're incredibly naive! I trusted him several times, and the results were always disastrous, yet you're stubbornly believing him.

Let's see how stubborn you can be.

It had to be said, this was a rather tragic situation.

Old Zhang said happily, "Lin Fan, he believes in me!"

Lin Fan was happy for Old Zhang. "Yes, I believe you can do it."

Watching their joyful expressions, Master Yongxin calmly chanted, "Amitabha." Although he felt something was amiss, it wasn't a serious issue. Taking these small steps was a good start.

As they walked, they passed by an arcade. Lin Fan and Old Zhang stood at the entrance, captivated.

Master Yongxin asked, "Shall I take you inside to play for a while?"

He was about to enter when he noticed the two standing motionless at the entrance, as if lost in thought.

"I wonder how Xiaobao is doing," Lin Fan said.

"Yeah, it's been a while since we've seen Xiaobao. I miss him," Old Zhang said.

Xiaobao had been very kind to them and was a good friend they both cherished. Come to think of it, they hadn't seen him for several days. They wondered how he was doing. They used to play games with Xiaobao at this arcade frequently.

Master Yongxin repeated, "Let me take you inside to play."

They looked at each other and then nodded.

"Alright."

The arcade owner lay listlessly on the counter, waiting. Business had been slow lately. Some time ago, he had fallen out with a group of elementary school student friends. At first, he hadn't taken it seriously, but later he realized how formidable elementary school students could be.

They had actually banded together and boycotted his arcade, leaving him with no way to even make small profits.

It was a real predicament.