After speaking, he turned and left, leaving behind a mess and a group of stupefied Luo Family members.
They couldn't understand how this seemingly skinny young man could possess such terrifying power!
"Speaking of which, my son's master is the Muay Thai champion Chazha, you've all heard of him, right? He even has an official mentor-mentee relationship with the King of Milo Country." Roger's words were like a bombshell, instantly causing an uproar among the crowd.
Muay Thai champion? A mentor-mentee relationship with the King of Milo Country?
This news was undoubtedly a huge shock to everyone present.
They widened their eyes, mouths agape, looking at Roger with disbelief, as if trying to find a trace of joking on his face.
However, Roger's expression was extremely serious, with no hint of jest.
This made everyone have to start believing that the seemingly ordinary young Luo Kun had such a terrifying background.
At this moment, Luo Kun also got up from the ground. Although he looked extremely disheveled, he couldn't hide the vicious look in his eyes.
He stared intently at Lin Beichen, as if he wanted to devour him alive, and uttered a venomous threat: "Kid, you dare touch me? Do you know the standing of my master Chazha in Milo Country? My senior, the King of Milo, reveres him like a god. Offending me is like offending Milo Country. When the time comes, not even Jesus could save you!"
In the face of Luo Kun's threat, Lin Beichen merely gave a cold smile. He walked slowly up to Luo Kun, looked down at him, his tone filled with disdain: "Do you think bringing up a Muay Thai champion and a so-called King of Milo can scare me? How utterly laughable."
Saying this, Lin Beichen suddenly struck, delivering a heavy punch to Luo Kun's face. The force of the punch was immense, sending Luo Kun flying and landing heavily on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
The loud "bang" shocked everyone present. They looked at the fallen Luo Kun, then at the cold and indifferent Lin Beichen, utterly astonished.
This seemingly skinny young man actually possessed such terrifying strength! After learning about Luo Kun's background, he still acted decisively!
Roger couldn't help but stand up at this moment, looking at Lin Beichen with a sullen expression, and his tone full of threat: "Mr. Lin, do you know the power of my son's senior, the King of Milo? He is not only the king of Milo Country, commanding the country's army but also owns a vast conglomerate. Offending him means going against an entire country. You'd better not regret it then!"
However, in the face of Roger's threat, Lin Beichen merely gave a scornful smile: "Just a king, and you all revere him like this? What a frog in a well."
He then turned to face everyone, his tone filled with confidence and boldness: "Do you think that with a so-called King of Milo, you can make me submit? Let me tell you, even if the entire Milo Country comes against me, they cannot do anything to me! Because I, Lin Beichen, am never threatened by anyone!"
These words plunged the entire study into a deathly silence once again.
The onlookers stared at Lin Beichen's back, their astonishment beyond words.
They realized that this seemingly ordinary young man had completely shattered their understanding of power. From today onwards, they would no longer dare to underestimate him!
Roger and Luo Kun's father and son were completely stunned as well. They originally thought that by bringing up the name of the King of Milo, they could instill fear and submission in Lin Beichen. But unexpectedly, this seemingly skinny young man had such immense strength and courage. Only now did they understand that they had truly encountered an immovable force!
"If I feel pleased, then I won't mention this to my senior, otherwise, just a hint from me, and your situation would become extremely dire."
Luo Kun's features twisted as he screamed hoarsely: "Kneel, kneel before me, don't you hear!"
His face looked twisted with rage, like a demon crawling out of the depths of hell, his eyes flashing with anger and triumph.
He was convinced that in the face of a life-and-death decision, this kid would surely choose to submit. As long as he had a shred of reason and didn't want to walk into a dead end...
However, just then, Lin Beichen suddenly released his grip, causing Luo Kun to fall like a cut kite, and then Lin Beichen delivered a fierce kick.
Luo Kun's chest felt like it had been struck by lightning, pain coursing through his entire body, and his wailing echoed through the study.
"Ah!" Luo Kun's screams were heart-wrenching.
The over two-hundred-pound Luo Kun was thrown like a rag doll, crashing against the wall more than ten meters away and creating a nearly half-meter hole.
At this point, Luo Kun lay in a bloody mess, as if crushed by something immense, his limbs twisted, and his body bent unnaturally, a sight too miserable to look at.
Everyone witnessing this scene was shocked, eyes widened and mouths agape.
"Is this... something a human can do?"
"Oh my god, he kicked a person flying over ten meters and even dented the wall. This is a monster!"
"Terrifying!"
Even Roger was stunned, everything had exceeded his expectations. He recalled his son's previous words and involuntarily looked at Luo Zisheng.
"This man possesses the strength to tear apart leopards and tigers, not to be underestimated."
Roger once thought this was just his son's excuse, but now it seemed more like Luo Zisheng's genuine feeling. A tinge of regret surfaced in his heart.
Luo Kun lay on the ground, like ground meat, letting out a desperate roar: "I will surely have my senior skin you alive, pull out your tendons, and dismember you!"
Lin Beichen walked coldly to Luo Kun's side, stomped down, and Luo Kun fainted instantly. The world seemed to fall into a dead silence.
Roger was trembling, pointing at Lin Beichen with horror: "You... how dare you do this? Do you know what this will lead to?"
"Chazha has already seen Luo Kun as his own. By doing this to him, Chazha and the King of Milo will not spare you!"
Yet, Luo Zisheng burst into laughter: "Dad, stop wasting your breath on him. Since he ruined that mongrel, he's already a dead man."
Both Lin Beichen and Luo Kun were his enemies that he was eager to remove. Now, they would all face the consequences.
Roger also smiled: "Mr. Lin, for that, I must thank you. If you hadn't dealt with that useless thing, Chazha would still have a stake in our Luo family's business."
Lin Beichen glanced lightly at Roger: "No need to thank me. My target here was never that brainless dog, but your Luo Family."
He looked around and continued: "Now that the wild dog has been subdued, Patriarch Luo, should you come with me?"
Lin Beichen shifted his tone: "Not just you, but your son, your wife, your whole family would best come along with me. Based on intelligence, I have reason to suspect that your entire family is involved in the trafficking of new types of contraband."
Roger looked at Lin Beichen dumbfounded: "You're about to be dealt with by the King of Milo, and yet you still dare to provoke our Luo Family? Are you really that reckless?"
Lin Beichen sneered dismissively: "The King of Milo? He's nothing in my eyes. If he dares to send people, I will personally crush him."
He took out his cellphone, preparing to call people over.
However, at that moment, a gunshot echoed from a distance, soon followed by continuous gunfire.
The crowd was caught unawares as the study door was pushed open, and a group of people filed in.
Leading them was a butler dressed in an old tailcoat and wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
He bowed to Roger before reporting: "Patriarch, bandits have broken into the house. Although we have pushed them back, twelve people were shot dead."