At that moment, Lin Kuang's voice suddenly sounded in their ears. It was like a calming pill that instantly soothed them.
"Don't worry, don't be afraid. I'm here."
Those few simple words, as if imbued with magic power, deeply reassured them.
After speaking, Lin Kuang took decisive action. Like a starving wolf that had been deprived of food in the mountains for a long time, he revealed his most powerful side.
Typically, only hunters who spent years in the mountains knew that two animals were never to be provoked: a starving wolf and a lean tiger.
A starving wolf, driven by hunger, is frenzied and wild, daring to fight even a lion.
The same applied to a lean tiger.
Lin Kuang charged into the crowd and struck like a bolt of lightning. Everywhere he went, a heart-wrenching cry of pain followed.
In less than a minute, Lin Kuang easily dealt with the twenty-plus men.
They lay on the ground, groaning and gritting their teeth as pained moans escaped their lips from time to time.
Seeing this, the gawking onlookers were frozen with fright, their eyes filled with undeniable shock.
"Is... is that even a man? He's a fucking monster!" someone murmured. Everyone who heard it nodded in agreement. No one dissented.
When Lin Kuang turned his head, his eyelids suddenly twitched. An undeniable killing intent erupted from him, and his deep pupils turned as black as ink, filled with a chilling coldness.
At that moment, across from Lin Kuang, Scarface had somehow gotten to his feet. He was holding Liu Shilin in a chokehold, a silver Desert Eagle pressed against her head.
Liu Shilin was petrified, standing there in a daze, not daring to move.
Nearby, the Little Witch was anxiously stamping her feet, her large eyes glistening with tears.
"Bastard! You scoundrel, save my sister! Hurry up, you damn scoundrel!"
The Little Witch suddenly ran in front of Lin Kuang, her doll-like face etched with worry as she pleaded with him.
Seeing this, Lin Kuang's visible killing intent suddenly receded, and a place in his heart softened. He raised his hand and gently stroked the Little Witch's hair.
"It's okay. I'm here," Lin Kuang said again with a smile, revealing two rows of perfectly white teeth.
Hearing his words and seeing his composed expression, the Little Witch nodded blankly, and hope instantly blossomed in her heart.
"Let her go, or I'll make sure you die. Don't test me. I never joke with strangers," Lin Kuang said, his voice icy as he began to walk toward Scarface.
Meeting Lin Kuang's gaze, Scarface's heart skipped a beat, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed nervously.
"Kid, don't you fucking try to scare me! Now, you listen to me! Get on your knees, give me three loud kowtows, and call me 'Grandpa' three times. Do that, and I'll let this chick go. Otherwise, I swear I'll kill her!" Scarface snarled. A ruthless glint shone in his eyes, as if he would pull the trigger at any second.
Lin Kuang didn't stop. On the contrary, his steps became even more casual.
"Kill her? Are you capable of that?"
His calm, indifferent words were a clear taunt.
"You fucking think I don't dare to kill her?" Scarface demanded with a ferocious expression, tightening his arm. This caused Liu Shilin's beautiful face to flush red. Her eyes, filled with both anticipation and unease, were fixed intently on Lin Kuang.
She was, after all, just an ordinary girl who had never experienced anything like this. The fact that she could remain this calm was already remarkable. Anyone else would have likely been a screaming, crying mess by now.
"You dare. When did I say you didn't?" Lin Kuang stated indifferently, his tone still perfectly calm.
Hearing this, Scarface was stunned for a moment before he went berserk, his body trembling with rage. "You know I have the balls, and you still fucking dare to walk closer?! Goddammit!" he screamed hysterically.
At that moment, a glint of murderous intent flashed in Lin Kuang's pitch-black eyes.
The next moment, a gunshot rang out, and a body hit the floor.
After a brief shock, the onlookers went crazy, screaming and scattering in every direction, completely forgetting to pay their bills.
At that moment, Lin Kuang quietly held Liu Shilin in his arms and asked with a smile, "Are you okay?"
As he spoke, his palm gently rubbed her smooth, reddened neck.
A ticklish, warm sensation spread across her skin.
Instantly, Liu Shilin's pretty face turned crimson, and her gaze darted away shyly.
"I'm... I'm fine. Let's go, quickly," Liu Shilin said hurriedly, her face flushed as she pulled away from him.
Lin Kuang couldn't help but pause, a wry smile crossing his face. This girl seems to have misunderstood me. Heaven knows, I was just trying to help the redness on her neck fade.
Without saying anything, he pulled the dumbfounded Little Witch into the car, and the three of them sped away.
Back at the entrance of the Little Dimple Bar, Scarface lay dead, his eyes wide open and staring at the sky. Even as he died, he couldn't understand how Lin Kuang had moved so fast. Before he could pull the trigger, Lin Kuang had already shot him dead with a gun he had taken from one of the twenty-odd thugs.
The atmosphere inside the car was tense as they drove. The Little Witch sat in a stunned silence, while Liu Shilin kept her head down, her face red, not saying a word.
Lin Kuang drove all the way home. The three of them got out and went back into the villa.
"Sis, I'm going upstairs to sleep. You should get to bed early, too," the Little Witch said before she left.
Tonight was the first time she had ever seen a gun, let alone witnessed a murder with her own eyes. Although she was usually a bit wild and seemed fearless, it would be a lie to say she wasn't terrified after facing death up close.
"Shilin, you should go to bed early, too. It's getting late," Lin Kuang said to Liu Shilin with a smile.
Liu Shilin nodded. She took a deep breath, her face blushing as she said, "Lin... Lin Kuang, I know there was that... that embarrassing incident in the bathroom earlier. But... but I'm not that kind of woman. Next... next time, don't be so handsy."
She spoke with a hint of indignant shame in her voice. Even though Lin Kuang had saved her, his touch on her neck had bothered her. It made her feel as if he thought she was a loose woman.
Hearing this, Lin Kuang couldn't help but stare blankly for a second before explaining with a wry smile, "Shilin, you've misunderstood. I wasn't trying to take advantage of you. Your neck was red from where Scarface was choking you. I was just helping the mark fade faster. If you don't believe me, go look in a mirror."