Suddenly, it provoked a burst of laughter from the surrounding customers.
Hearing these laughs, Yifan voiced his displeasure, "What's so funny? Isn't it four fingers?"
"You better go home and sleep it off!" the surrounding customers didn't want to argue with a drunk, because you can never convince them.
"Isn't it four?" Yifan squinted his eyes and asked Xiaolian, feeling very unconvinced in his heart.
"It's not four. It's three," Xiaolian replied, then kindly persuaded, "Sir, you're really drunk. Don't drink any more."
"No! I want to drink! Give me another one! Give me another one!" Yifan demanded forcefully, grabbing Xiaolian's hand.
Today, he was determined to get utterly drunk.
Suddenly grabbed by Yifan, Xiaolian felt a shock as if electrified, never expecting such a thrill from being held by someone she liked.
When she came back to her senses, she noticed Yifan's hands were rough, full of calluses and scars.
"He must have suffered a lot," Xiaolian murmured softly, feeling some heartache.
The other person was like her, a person whose life was not easy.
As she stared at Yifan's face, she increasingly felt a familiarity and sensed some kind of connection with this man.
"Who is he? Why do I feel this way?"
As she puzzled over her feelings, a group of people stormed over angrily.
"That bastard dared to flirt with my woman! He's looking for trouble?" a young man with a rooster haircut shouted loudly.
Drunk as he was, Yifan didn't realize they were calling him, so he still held Xiaolian's hand.
Seeing these people, customers sitting next to Yifan avoided them like they were seeing the Demon Lord of Mayhem, utterly terrified.
This was Sorth City District's notorious street bully, backed by the powerful group Little Knife Gang. Who would dare to provoke him?
On hearing the sound and seeing her pursuer Rooster was here, Xiaolian became worried.
Because Yifan was drunk, he might not be able to fight Rooster and his group.
So, she quickly explained, "Rooster! It's a misunderstanding! He's just a regular customer here, not my suitor. Please let him go."
After speaking, Xiaolian tried to break free from Yifan's hand to clear the misunderstanding and appease Rooster.
However, to her surprise, the more she struggled, the tighter Yifan grasped her hand.
Seeing this, Rooster got angry, "Oh! You really won't cry until you see the coffin, will you? Then let me teach you a deep lesson."
After saying this, he picked up a beer bottle from the bar and swung it at the back of Yifan's head.
"Rooster! No!" Xiaolian screamed, trying to stop him; but she couldn't stop Rooster in his rage.
Watching the beer bottle rapidly approach the back of Yifan's head, Xiaolian closed her eyes in fright, not daring to see what might be a bloody scene.
Just when everyone thought Yifan was about to suffer a serious injury, a hand appeared out of nowhere and firmly caught the rapidly descending beer bottle.
"This... he's drunk, isn't he? How can he still catch a bottle?"
Everyone was astonished at the scene, wondering how Yifan managed to do it.
Hearing the whispers of the customers around her, Xiao Lian, driven by curiosity, secretly opened her eyes and found that Lin Yifan was indeed unharmed. Only then did she let out a long sigh of relief.
"Phew! That scared me to death!"
After patting her chest to calm her nerves, Xiao Lian sat down to enjoy the show.
Having defeated Tiger Brother and his gang, Xiao Lian didn't believe that Brother Pheasant could stir up any trouble.
Meanwhile, Brother Pheasant kept exerting force, trying to pull the beer bottle from the opponent's hand; however, he discovered that the beer bottle was glued to Lin Yifan's hand like superglue, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it free.
In frustration, he simply gave up trying to pull out the bottle; then he turned around, grabbed two identical empty bottles from the nearby bar, and with all his might, struck at Lin Yifan's head.
At that moment, Lin Yifan kicked his legs, pushing the chair to move position, elegantly dodging Brother Pheasant's attack.
At this point, his state was still one of drunkenness, his eyes remained closed; the whole person seemed dazed and groggy.
"666, to dodge like that." someone admired.
"Is he really drunk or faking it?" At this moment, some spectators were confused, unsure whether Lin Yifan was sober or genuinely drunk.
Having been dodged again, Brother Pheasant was angry and felt humiliated; being a big brother, yet unable to even hit a drunk, was truly a failure.
Then, holding the two beer bottles, he stormed over, vowing to knock Lin Yifan down.
Left punch, right hit, front kick, back flip, after a while, he had used all his moves, but he still couldn't reach his opponent.
Lin Yifan was like a bat, able to emit Ultrasonic Wave, sensing the presence of things around him beforehand, effortlessly dodging every attack, leaving him completely without a solution.
Panting heavily, Brother Pheasant was sweaty and extremely tired; after fighting for so long, not only did he fail to hit his target, but he also exhausted himself, truly embarrassing.
On the other side, Lin Yifan was still deep in his drunkenness, his whole body groggy, swaying from side to side, looking like he was about to keel over at any moment.
The stark contrast between the two made Xiao Lian laugh. She had seen Lin Yifan's strength before; he could win even while fighting with his back turned against Tiger Brother's gang, so Brother Pheasant was even less of a concern, just a matter of time before he'd be toyed with.
"Damn! To dodge while drunk, is this the legendary sober through drunkenness?"
The surrounding customers were astounded; the recent brawling was spectacular and thrilling. Every time they thought Lin Yifan was about to be hit, he effortlessly dodged. The dodging process was seamless, very smooth, as if pre-arranged, flawless.
Today, they had their eyes opened to such an extraordinary existence.
"Damn it! I refuse to believe I can't handle you!" Brother Pheasant shouted angrily, then roared, "Brothers, charge!"
In an instant, the six henchmen behind him also grabbed beer bottles from the bar and charged forward with him.
Fight mode activated, Lin Yifan no longer just dodged but began to attack as well.
He continued to fight the group in his drunken state.
To increase the difficulty and enjoy the battle, he picked up a bottle of liquor from a nearby table; then, while drinking wildly, he fought fiercely.
Dodging and punching, sidestepping and kicking; Lin Yifan, inebriated and staggering, continually clashed with Brother Pheasant and his men.
A punch that seemed weak actually contained tremendous power; a kick that seemed gentle could shatter tables.
This way, screams abounded, filling the bustling bar.