"Mr. Lin, this is Yanjing, don't you think you're being too arrogant?"

Yan Yunqing's tone was cold as he spoke. As one of the Four Young Masters of Yanjing, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? His eyes were filled with killing intent!

"So what if it's Yanjing? Do you really think you can stop me if I want to leave? I find you people really boring. Whenever someone doesn't like another, all they know is to put on airs and criticize. How about you come down here and we have a fight? If I don't beat you so badly that even your mom wouldn't recognize you, I'll take your last name!" Lin Fan retorted sharply.

"I've heard that Mr. Lin is renowned for his sharp tongue, and seeing it today truly opens my eyes," Yan Yunqing, clenching his fists, tried his best to suppress his anger and stay calm.

"What's the matter? Are you envious of me? Want me to beat you back into your mother's womb so you can be reborn?" Lin Fan taunted.

Yan Yunqing felt his heart about to explode with anger, his face now completely cold, and the veins on his clenched fists bulged out!

Knowing he couldn't out-talk Lin Fan, Yan Yunqing immediately turned to the young man beside him and said, "Get Mad Dog out here!"

Hearing the words "Mad Dog," a hint of fear appeared on the young man's face. He nodded and quickly left the booth, heading to a bar to whisper something to a pretty lady.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the underground fight club became excessively tense, as if the calm before a storm!

All traces of drunkenness vanished from Ye Fei'Er's pretty face as she filled with anxiety, worried that Lin Fan had angered the Yan Family and would face their furious retaliation. After all, the Yan Family had been entrenched in Yanjing for decades, and their formidable foundation was no mere bluff!

Carefully, Ye Fei'Er tugged on Lin Fan's arm and advised, "Lin Fan, I'm tired. Let's go."

"Alright then, I'll take you home first. I have some matters to attend to afterward," Lin Fan shrugged nonchalantly and turned to leave.

However, just as Lin Fan was about to turn around, a wisp of danger suddenly surfaced in his mind, wiping away the playful look on his face, replaced by a serious expression.

Howling~

Immediately after, two eerie cries rang out, sounding hoarse and sinister, like wolves spotting prey in the night, emitting a menacing roar that involuntarily incited fear!

Lin Fan turned abruptly, and a slender figure instantly appeared before him.

The person was dressed in shabby clothes, with a small, thin build, but very long arms, and taut veins coiled around them like little snakes.

Covered in dirt and even several dried bloodstains, a foul stench emanated from the person, and with hair as messy as a bird's nest and wearing cloth shoes with toes poking out, one wouldn't doubt if this person cleaned toilets!

What was shocking, though, was that his right arm was full of scars, with no intact area at all, as if someone had gouged them out with a knife.

The scars linked together, resembling a demonic pattern, causing onlookers to gasp in horror!

Mad Dog's expression was playful, but his eyes were bright, like a wolf in the night, constantly exuding a murderous aura. His sudden appearance made everyone in the underground fight club back away, even those defeated by Lin Fan retreated in fear like frightened rats.

Lin Fan showed a hint of surprise, curving his lips in a playful smile, and turned to ask Ye Fei'Er, "Who is he?"

"Mad Dog, known as the Death God of the Yanjing underground fight club, the nightmare of all fighters!"

Ye Fei'Er took a deep breath, worriedly saying, "This man is mysterious, and no one knows where he's from; he only appeared in the underground fight club last winter. It's said he fights to earn huge rewards, competing in at least three matches daily, and remains undefeated, holding the longest winning streak in the underground fight club, with 1,390 victories."

"The most terrifying part is that everyone who fought him ended up either dead or disabled. Initially, some people were defiant and challenged him, but eventually, all fighters started seeing him as the Death God and didn't dare face him anymore. Yan Yunqing valued him and recruited him under his wing to become his ace fighter!"

"Interesting..."

Lin Fan's lips curled into a sinister smile, feeling neither fear nor dread but intrigued instead.

Soon, Mad Dog approached Yan Yunqing without displaying the usual respect others showed, lazily saying, "Second Young Master, did someone tick you off again? Hehe, it's been a while since I've seen blood. What's the deal today? I hope he lasts thirty moves under my hands."

Yan Yunqing wasn't angered by Mad Dog's casualness and instead treated him cordially like a friend, saying, "Mr. Li..."

"Stop! Second Young Master, I prefer others to call me Mad Dog. I like that nickname," Mad Dog said, revealing a set of large yellow teeth with a cheeky grin.

Yan Yunqing let out a bitter chuckle and said, "Mr. Mad Dog, today I've got you an equal match. I'm sure it'll be an exciting fight for you."

"Is it him?"

Mad Dog turned, eyeing Lin Fan dismissively, walking over swaying, and bared his teeth to say, "Looks pretty solid, but unfortunately, too handsome. At first glance, just a pretty boy who knows some fancy moves."

Lin Fan laughed in anger; it was the first time someone had so bluntly praised his looks.

"Hey, kid, someone asked me to kill you. Seeing as you're so handsome, I'm thinking of breaking your arms first, then your legs, and then breaking your waist. What do you think of this way to die?" Mad Dog said arrogantly and disdainfully.

"Hmm! Not bad! That's definitely a good way to kill you," Lin Fan squinted with a smile.

"Yeah, I thought of this method for quite a while... Wait! What did you say? Kill me? Are you out of your mind, or did I hear wrong? Do you really think you can kill me?" Mad Dog was full of astonishment, sizing up Lin Fan carefully but shaking his head, looking as if Lin Fan wasn't up to the task.

Lin Fan chuckled, finding this guy amusing, and said, "How would we know if we don't try?"

"Yeah, yeah! Now I'm interested in fighting you. What's your name?" Mad Dog asked, smiling with great interest.

"Beat me and I'll tell you," Lin Fan shrugged with a smile, showing none of the tension of facing a strong enemy, more like having a casual chat with an old friend.

Mad Dog picked at his teeth with a fingernail, flicking a piece of leek caught there, making Lin Fan thoroughly disgusted. Doesn't this guy brush his teeth after meals?

"Are you going to fight or not? If not, I'm going home to sleep with my wife," Lin Fan yawned lazily.

"I, Mad Dog, don't kill nameless ghosts... however, hehe, I'll make an exception today!"

Shhh~

The words had barely left his mouth when the wind picked up!

Mad Dog made his move!

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