Several burly men were already flexing their muscles, surrounding the old woman in the center, clearly intending to make a move.
To them, dealing with a powerless old woman with no money was incredibly simple. As for the onlookers gathered outside, not a single one dared to speak up and intervene.
"Old woman, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Don't blame us for being impolite!" The leader of the burly men raised his hand, about to strike the old woman's face.
"Stop!"
However, at that very moment, an angry shout echoed from outside the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
The burly man's hand immediately froze. He looked mockingly towards the entrance, surprised that anyone would dare to meddle in their affairs.
The sudden noise also startled the old woman. She quickly looked towards the entrance and saw a man and a woman walking in.
The man was exceptionally handsome, and the woman was beautiful and charming, making everyone present almost drool.
"Xiao Fan! You, how did you get back?!" the old woman exclaimed.
The newcomers were none other than the old woman's grandson, Chen Fan!
"Grandma, what's going on? Who are these people?" Chen Fan, accompanied by Qin Shuran, approached the old woman.
He scanned the burly men around them, a cold glint in his eyes.
"Xiao Fan, hurry home. Leave this to Grandma to handle," the old woman urged, knowing how ruthless these people were. She didn't want Chen Fan to get into any trouble here.
"Oh, so it's the old woman's grandson. I heard you're even a university student?" The leader of the burly men curved his lips into a sneer, looking at Chen Fan mockingly.
"Who are you people? Did you trash this place?" Chen Fan asked the leader of the burly men, looking at the messy clinic.
"That's right, we trashed it. Who told this old fossil not to be sensible."
"Kid, try to persuade your grandma to sign this transfer contract quickly. Otherwise, we'll not only break her legs but also make sure you two spend some time in the hospital," the leader of the burly men threatened coldly.
"Slap!"
But just as the burly man finished speaking, Chen Fan raised his hand and slapped him squarely on the forehead.
"Damn it, what does this have to do with the beautiful lady? Don't you know how to cherish a woman?!"
After cursing belligerently, the man turned his lewd gaze towards Qin Shuran, standing beside Chen Fan: "Beautiful lady, don't listen to this brute. As long as you have a drink with me, I guarantee you'll be fine."
Qin Shuran looked disgusted and paid him no mind.
"Oh, you've got some backbone, a feisty one. I like it! Hahahaha!" The man burst into laughter, his eyes growing even more lewd.
He leaned in closer, a mocking smile on his face, and reached out to grab Qin Shuran's arm.
In such a small place, encountering a gem like Qin Shuran, the man was certainly not going to let her go.
However, at that moment, the old woman suddenly stepped in front of Qin Shuran.
"Damn it, you old hag! Looks like I have to break your dog legs. You thought I was joking with you?" The man's face contorted with rage, and he raised his hand to strike the old woman.
But before the man's palm could connect with the old woman's face, a strong hand had already gripped his wrist.
"Bastard, let go of me!" The man's eyes blazed with anger when he saw it was Chen Fan who had grabbed his wrist.
He couldn't believe a young man in his early twenties dared to block his blow.
"Fine, as you wish," Chen Fan said coldly, his face grim.
Seeing Chen Fan's gaze, the man felt an immediate sense of foreboding.
"Bang!"
The next second, Chen Fan lifted his leg and kicked the man directly in the abdomen.
The immense force made the man's eyes widen in shock. He was sent flying backward.
"Crash!"
The man slammed into a medicine cabinet, shattering it into pieces.
"Ah!"
The intense pain caused the man to cry out incessantly, his body writhing on the ground.
The leader of the burly men finally came to his senses, glaring at Chen Fan in fury: "Kid, you dare to hit our Brother Lin! Today, I'll cripple you!"
Saying that, the leader of the burly men, along with several others, moved to attack Chen Fan.
"Xiao Fan, run!" the old woman cried out in panic, trying to step forward to block them, hoping to give Chen Fan a chance to escape.
But a warm hand suddenly held her back: "Grandma, it's alright. Don't worry, Chen Fan can handle these people."
The old woman's expression faltered. The one holding her was none other than Qin Shuran.
At the same time, Chen Fan had already moved.
He lifted his leg and kicked the leader of the burly men squarely in the chest.
The seemingly two-hundred-pound man, spewing white foam, collapsed to the ground, convulsing.
The other burly men were also quickly subdued by Chen Fan.
The scene before her left the old woman stunned. She had no idea when her grandson had become so formidable.
The burly men outside, dressed in black, stood dumbfounded, none daring to enter the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
"Kid, you're dead! Do you know who we are? You dare to lay a hand on us, I guarantee you won't walk out of Zhu Liang County alive!" the man roared, pointing at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan glanced at the fallen burly men and slowly walked towards the man.
Seeing Chen Fan approaching, the man's eyes widened with panic: "Kid, you, what are you going to do?!"
"Why are you causing trouble at my shop?" Chen Fan asked coldly.
The man remained silent.
"Not talking? Then don't blame me." Chen Fan raised his leg and stepped on one of the man's legs.
"Ouch! Ah!" The man cried out in agony, tears streaming down his face from the pain.
"I'll talk, I'll talk!" The man, clearly unaccustomed to such suffering, immediately blurted out, "We want to build a large bathhouse here, so we want to buy these shops at a low price."
Hearing this, Chen Fan frowned slightly: "It seems you've already bought many."
The man said nothing. Out of thirty shops, only a few remained. The reason they came to the clinic to cause trouble today was because they saw the clinic as an easy target, belonging to an old woman living alone.
But the man never expected that this old woman's grandson would return at this time, and that he would be so skilled!
"Tell me, who is behind you?" Chen Fan asked again.
He knew that such matters were definitely not something these minor figures would dare to orchestrate.
"Master Hong," the man replied.
"Master Hong from Zhu Liang's underworld?"
"Yes, he, he is the leader of our Zhu Liang underworld." After saying this, the man deliberately glanced up at Chen Fan, wanting to see his reaction to Master Hong's name.