Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and witnessed a scene they would never forget.
They saw a Maserati "leading" a tank battalion, coming their way with great momentum.
"Holy shit! What the hell is this?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing what was happening.
The scene was too shocking, shockingly beyond their imagination.
On the other side, seeing this scene, Zhao Ritian was also dumbfounded; he soon panicked, "Could this... could this be that damned bastard's doing?"
He saw Lin Yifan; at this moment, Lin Yifan was driving towards the wedding venue; behind Lin Yifan's car, there was a tank battalion. He didn't know if the tank battalion was summoned by Lin Yifan; therefore, he couldn't help feeling terrified.
If the tank battalion really was summoned by Lin Yifan, then everyone present was no match for Lin Yifan; even the skilled fighters from the Small Knife Club were no match.
Because the power of a cannon is not to be taken lightly.
"Yifan! He's here! He really came!" An Qi was deeply moved, tears welling up in her eyes; yet, she was extremely worried, afraid that Lin Yifan might get hurt.
Thus, she cried out, "Yifan! Run! There are people from the Small Knife Club here!"
"Since I've come, I'm going to take you with me!" Lin Yifan responded dominantly.
By this time, he had already parked his car next to the entrance of the wedding venue.
As the tank battalion behind him hadn't turned the corner yet, he stood in front of the wedding venue's entrance, angrily pointing at Zhao Ritian inside the venue, "You stole my woman, injured my brother, today this score must be settled!"
"Tank battalion! Aim at this damned bastard!"
As soon as the voice was heard, the tank in front really lowered its gun barrel, aiming directly at Zhao Ritian on the podium.
Watching this violent and terrifying scene, Zhao Ritian was so frightened that his heart nearly leaped out of his chest; he then trembled and collapsed on the ground.
"Holy shit! They can't be serious, right?"
Everyone trembled with fear, watching this scene incredulously; if the tank really fired, Zhao Ritian would definitely turn into dust.
An Qi was also dumbfounded, not knowing where Lin Yifan had got the tank battalion from.
"Big Brother! What do we do now? He brought a tank battalion." Poison Frog asked a middle-aged man next to him in panic, the man had purple lips and a small poisonous snake tattooed on his face.
"If soldiers come, use generals to block them, if water comes, use earth to cover it. Don't be afraid; if we can't fight, we can just leave." The Chief of the Small Knife Club, Poisonous Snake, responded calmly.
He didn't believe the tank battalion was summoned by Lin Yifan, since Lin Yifan didn't have the pull to summon one.
In fact, he guessed right, the tank battalion was indeed not summoned by Lin Yifan; they just happened to be passing by, with no other malicious intent.
The happiness was short-lived, though; within a few seconds, the tank covered the few dozen meters; the next moment, at the corner, the tank battalion turned in another direction and drove away.
Watching this scene, everyone breathed a deep sigh of relief; they had thought the tank battalion was really heading to the wedding venue, not knowing that they were just passing by; and the man shouting at the entrance was just soaking up the limelight, merely scaring them.
Seeing the tank battalion turn around, Lin Yifan was at a loss for words; he hadn't enjoyed his limelight enough for it to end so soon.
However, scaring Zhao Ritian, that bastard, into paralysis on the ground to urinate was also a matter worth being happy about.
"You fucking asshole! How dare you scare me! I'm not done with you!" Zhao Ritian angrily stood up, pointing directly at Lin Yifan at the center of the doorway.
"It's your own cowardice to blame, you deserve the embarrassment!" Lin Yifan calmly responded.
"You..." Zhao Ritian trembled with rage, then looked towards a corner of the area and shouted loudly, "Poisonous Snake! Kill him for me!"
However, his angry shout was met with a painful strike.
At that moment, a small stone rapidly flew toward him; then with a thud, it struck his face. Instantly, his face was flayed, and a good amount of fresh blood oozed out.
"Don't use a commanding tone with me, I'm not your lackey!" Poisonous Snake responded indifferently.
"Damn it, asshole!" Zhao Ritian cursed under his breath, covering his injured face.
He had spent a lot of money to hire the Knife Club, only to be met with such a ruthless strike in return; it was frustrating and infuriating to even think about it. If he were a strong cultivator, he would definitely have killed that bastard, Poisonous Snake.
After punishing Zhao Ritian, Poisonous Snake slowly stood up from his seat. He walked straight to the red carpet in front of the oath stage, then stared directly at Lin Yifan standing at the doorway and asked indifferently, "Are you the bastard who hurt my third and second brothers?" New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel{f}ire.net
"Are you the legendary Chief of the Knife Club, Poisonous Snake?" Lin Yifan countered.
This was his first encounter with Poisonous Snake in person. He had heard others talk about how incredible Poisonous Snake was, but seeing him today, he felt not a shred of fear.
Because he had become stronger; he no longer had to fear this man.
"Since that's the case, let's settle our scores and grievances then!" Having said that, Poisonous Snake immediately attacked Lin Yifan.
Lin Yifan gathered his strength, preparing to face the attack from Poisonous Snake.
The next moment, Poisonous Snake struck out with his toxic claw, aiming for Lin Yifan's handsome face.
Focusing on the powerful black toxic claw, Lin Yifan dodged reflexively and swiftly.
The black toxic claw was obviously poisoned, and if struck, it would likely be fatal; therefore, he absolutely had to avoid it.
Missing his initial strike, Poisonous Snake quickly adjusted his body and continued his assault on Lin Yifan.
Lin Yifan kept dodging, avoiding the attacks; he was looking for an opportunity to strike back and aim to kill Poisonous Snake in one blow.
Because using the Witchcraft Palm required too much cultivation power, he couldn't use it many times; so he definitely couldn't afford to waste it, otherwise, he might be the one to die in the end.
From the start of the fight, Poisonous Snake had the upper hand, which greatly exhilarated the people of the Knife Club.
They had been biding their time just for this day, the day they could kill Lin Yifan. No matter who backed Lin Yifan, they were unafraid; because they also had support.
On the other side, seeing Lin Yifan at a disadvantage, Zhao Ritian laughed; if he had to choose between Poisonous Snake and Lin Yifan on whom to kill first, he would unhesitatingly choose Lin Yifan; because he harbored deep and profound hatred for him; he dreamt of killing him.
Meanwhile, An Qi, the bride at the wedding scene, was filled with worry.
She knew very well how strong Poisonous Snake was; Yi Chen, who was at the peak of the Breaking Mortal realm, didn't even get a chance to act before he was struck down by Poisonous Snake, nothing was more terrifying than this.