Chapter 240: Keep Playing the Game
"What should we do?"
"Go on, hit him!" Mr. Long was panicking, but there was still the burly man beside him who could hold him off for a while, right?
As long as he could stall for a bit, Mr. Long could seize the opportunity to escape.
"Stop wasting time, both of you go at him!" Lin Tian was getting impatient; after all, he was having fun with Ruyan!
The burly man glanced at Lin Tian, stretched his shoulders, and walked towards him.
"Babe, let’s play a game!" Lin Tian said without turning his head.
"Huh?" Mei Ruyan was taken aback by the sudden suggestion, "What kind of game?"
"It’s the same as the matching games we played earlier, but let’s try something new!"
Lin Tian pointed at the burly man, "I can fight him your way, and if I hit him, you lose. According to the rules, you’ll listen to whatever I say! How about it?"
After hearing Lin Tian’s words, Mei Ruyan was a bit embarrassed, "At this critical moment, you’re still in the mood to play games!"
"Are you saying you’re afraid to play?" Lin Tian teased her.
The burly man’s expression turned sour; when had he ever been in a fight without feeling boastful and fierce? But now he was being ignored.
"Who says I’m afraid to play!" Mei Ruyan had been losing all the time and had been picked on, so this was a perfect chance for a comeback.
"Then let’s play!" Lin Tian grinned mischievously behind Mei Ruyan’s back.
"Are you two ignoring me too much?" The burly man finally got a chance to say what he’d been holding in.
"So how do you want me to fight him?" Lin Tian completely disregarded the burly man.
"Hmm... let me think!"
Mei Ruyan propped her right hand with her left and supported her chin thoughtfully, "You can’t hit him with your hands or feet!"
As soon as she said that, Lin Tian’s face darkened—this Mei Ruyan was something else.
"Can’t use hands or feet?"
The burly man, who had been listening to their game, felt like giving her a big happy kiss—what a teammate!
"That’s it?" Lin Tian smiled confidently.
"Anyway, you can’t use hands and feet. If you do, you lose!"
After all, it’s just a game. Even though Mei Ruyan said that, if Lin Tian really couldn’t handle the burly man, he would surely use his hands and feet, losing the game at most.
"No problem!" Lin Tian nodded, his hands tucked in his pockets with no intention of taking them out.
"Girl, once I’m done with him, I owe you a drink!" The burly man clenched his left hand over his right fist, producing a crackling sound.
"Hehe!" Lin Tian knew well enough that "hehe" was an insult.
"Looking for death!" Enraged by the scornful snicker, the burly man let loose a powerful punch.
With his brawny build and muscles, this punch could leave someone half-dead even if it wasn’t fatal.
Lin Tian pushed off his left leg, soaring into the air, and hammered his right leg against the restroom wall, propelling himself even higher.
The burly man’s punch missed completely, as he helplessly watched Lin Tian, who was half a head taller, crash towards him.
Yes, crash into him—Lin Tian’s hands stayed in his pockets and his feet were closed together, diving straight at him.
"Bang!" A head-to-head collision echoed.
The burly man lay on the ground, his vision blackening, and his head spinning.
Lin Tian staggered too, but managed to keep his balance. Still, he shook his head to clear his mind.
Both had foreheads burning red, Lin Tian had a bruise in the center of his brow, and the burly man’s forehead swelled up because the entire weight of Lin Tian’s body slammed into it.
"Damn, that hurts like hell!"
Lin Tian suddenly regretted the game; not using hands or feet meant using his head, and he hadn’t thought smashing heads would hurt so much.
"Clang!" The burly man, still on the ground yet propping his body with his hands, sudden dizziness overtook him and he passed out.
"Now it’s your turn!" Lin Tian turned his focus to the bald fatty, who had tried to mess with him and Mei Ruyan; was he going to let him go easily?
"Bro, I was blind to your greatness, I sincerely apologize!"
The bald fatty hurriedly apologized, now alone and defenseless. If he didn’t concede quickly, he would face a beating too.
"The three most worthless words in the world are ’I’m sorry’!" Lin Tian said coolly, showing no signs of letting the bald fatty off the hook.
A shadow leaped forth, darting toward the bald fatty, and kicked him hard in his plump belly, sending him flying back.
"Stop! Stop!" The bald fatty waved his hands, pleading between dry heaves.
"You can’t... you can’t hit me!"
The bald fatty was gasping, a clear indication that Lin Tian’s kick had hurt him badly.
"I’m Wang Dalong, a man of Du Dahai, the smiling tiger! If you dare hit me today, I won’t let you off!" he shouted sharply.
Wang Dalong thought mentioning Du Dahai would intimidate the opponent, but Lin Tian didn’t care at all and even sneered, "Screw you! Just because you’re with Du Dahai, you think you can harass someone’s wife?"
Wang Dalong didn’t want to reveal his real identity fearing it would damage Du Dahai’s reputation, but at this point, he had to or else he’d take a beating.
Standing at the restroom door, Mei Ruyan’s first reaction to Wang Dalong’s identity was surprise, followed by intense hatred. This guy was truly detestable, acting recklessly because he had someone backing him up?
"Another one of Du Dahai’s?" Mei Ruyan chuckled playfully, no one could tell what she was thinking at that moment.
"Brother, I offended you because I was blind. Let’s just call it even and pretend nothing happened!" Wang Dalong struggled to stand, although he was pleading, his eyes were vicious.
Lin Tian knew what kind of person Wang Dalong was, always scheming and opportunistic. Begging now certainly didn’t mean he wouldn’t retaliate later.
Dealing with such people required a healthy beating, until they relented!
"Made a mistake without paying the price?" Lin Tian took his hands out of his pockets and clenched them into fists, making crackling sounds.
With that, Lin Tian swung his fist at Wang Dalong.
A flurry of punches landed on Wang Dalong, leaving him howling and screaming for help.
The few who managed to get up didn’t move to rescue Wang Dalong; they wouldn’t fall for that, having been thrashed because of him. Saying they held no grudge against him would be a lie; they’d love to see him get a thrashing, who’d bother rescuing him?
Even if they wanted to save him, it’s not like they could—none could beat Lin Tian, let alone save anyone.
After two to three minutes of beating, Wang Dalong was left bruised and swollen, even his lips were puffed up like sausages...