Chapter 1141: Chapter 1141: Targeting the Wang Family
Lin Tian had been watching the scene, and he could hear every word Jian Qicai was saying quite clearly.
Seeing this, he remained calm as usual, simply picking up chopsticks and lifting a bone from the table.
Crack~
Before Jian Qicai’s hand could touch Liou Qingcheng’s hair, the bone had already accurately struck his wrist, leaving a dark bruise due to the force. His other hand, holding a wine glass, spilled its contents all over him.
Jian Qicai frowned in displeasure! Aside from the interruption of his womanizing, the pain in his hand, the grease on his wrist, and the wine soaking him—none were acceptable.
Before Jian Qicai could speak, the man who had been silently standing behind him locked eyes with Lin Tian.
Standing at just over 1.7 meters, his features and physique were ordinary, but he looked spirited in a crisp suit.
Despite his less imposing frame compared to Jian Qicai, this guy undeniably exuded a murderous aura.
"This guy has killed people," Lin Tian thought to himself.
The next second, the man rushed forward, fists clenched, agile as a rabbit.
Zhou Tang also put down his chopsticks, but he had no intention of intervening. Instead, he watched Lin Tian as if observing a spectacle.
Lin Tian’s sharp eyes noticed that the guy’s fists were iron blue, wrapped in calluses, clearly an external martial arts expert.
Those aggressive fists, barreling down like meteors, could surely overpower any skill with brute force.
But in Lin Tian’s eyes, it was on par with a kindergarten-level attack. He simply opened his palm, easily catching the fist, dissipating the brute force with Spiritual Qi, then twisted the fist around.
Crack ~
The sound of bones breaking echoed; without two years of recovery, this arm would be useless.
Lin Tian then lightly flicked his hand, sending the nameless guy flying, rolling on the ground clutching his arm.
Everyone present was stunned; the fight was over so quickly? They didn’t even see what happened!
Some girls covered their mouths, still processing, while others stepped aside to avoid any potential fallout.
At this moment, the woman behind Jian Qicai sprang like a nimble black panther, but before she could launch forward, Jian Qicai spoke: "Leave it, you’re no match for him."
Jian Qicai pulled out two tissues from the table and wiped the grease from his hand and the wine from his clothes, walking steadily towards Lin Tian.
He seemed oblivious to the subordinate convulsing on the ground or entirely fearless of Lin Tian, displaying an extraordinary demeanor... though the wine on him made him look a bit ridiculous.
Lin Tian could tell, apart from some muscles, this guy had no fighting strength, not even matching the man on the ground. Yet he walked so arrogantly, it was laughable.
"Is it funny?" Jian Qicai asked Lin Tian calmly, as if speaking to a friend.
"Seeing you putting on airs, it’s quite funny," Lin Tian replied, having no intention of showing a good face to someone harassing Liou Qingcheng.
A trace of anger appeared on Jian Qicai’s face; he would have slapped anyone else, but facing Lin Tian... he couldn’t win, so he temporarily dismissed the idea.
"You came in earlier saying you watched the concert yesterday, meaning you know she’s already someone else’s, yet you chose to provoke, which means you’re challenging me. I don’t like being challenged, so you’d better stay away from me, or you might end up with a broken arm too."
As Lin Tian spoke, he began to smile again: "Also, as a director of Heyue, you should have seen news about me, I’m an expert in ancient medicine to understand the human body. The bone hit your wrist just now, causing a small bruise, but it might hurt so much tonight that you can’t sleep, or maybe this bruise could travel along your meridians to your heart, leading to an untimely death."
"Pfft, what you’re saying is baseless, only good for fooling children," Jian Qicai said disdainfully.
"Is that so?" Lin Tian smirked nonchalantly: "You could try feeling it, is half your arm tingling?"
Though disbelieving, Jian Qicai felt it carefully, his face changing color; damn, there really was this god-awful sensation.
Could this guy possibly be serious?
"Of course, you can go to the hospital for a check, but I guarantee they won’t find anything," Lin Tian chuckled, "And whether I’ll help you is another matter."
"..." Jian Qicai looked at Lin Tian speechless; everything happened so quickly, barely touching your woman’s hair cost me an arm. That’s too overbearing and unreasonable!
But Jian Qicai was unfazed; aren’t there more famous doctors than just you, Lin Tian? Can’t hire anyone with money? Beg you? Eat shit!
Of course, Lin Tian was just scaring him; he couldn’t kill anyone with a meridian strike.
After a pause, Jian Qicai said: "I’ve heard of you from Zhou Chenghang."
Quickly, Lin Tian recalled the encounter at the Five Pure Mountains with that guy, the heir of Zhou Civilization, Wang Sijing’s fiancé.
Why do these annoying guys always flock together?
"So you’re here to cause trouble on his behalf?" Lin Tian asked, squinting. If that’s the case, he’d really not mind breaking an arm.
"Pfft." Jian Qicai scoffed, shaking the coat cape on him, "That guy is too lofty, we don’t get along."
"Then what do you mean?" Lin Tian frowned.
"Nothing really, a gentleman always chases beauty, can’t flirt when seeing a beauty?" Jian Qicai chuckled, "Also, I want to discuss some business with you."
Lin Tian’s frown deepened, "What business?"
"Let’s sit down and talk."
"Alright." Lin Tian nodded, albeit finding it strange, what good could come from talking with this guy?
The bystanders also didn’t understand, wasn’t a fierce fight expected? How did they sit down cordially for a discussion?
They walked to the sofa by the booth, and Lin Tian sat silently, waiting for the other to speak.
Jian Qicai pondered his words carefully, only saying four words: "Wang Entertainment."
Lin Tian understood immediately, realizing the guy’s intentions.
In the half year since Wang Entertainment’s establishment, it had grabbed a lot of resources. Entertainment companies thrive on artists, losing resources means relying on old ones. Plus, Wang Sicong worked ruthlessly, poaching people from various companies, Heyue being one of them.
As a director and deputy general manager of Heyue, Jian Qicai was naturally anxious, but with the Wang Family’s power and collaboration with the Zhou Family, he was helpless.
