Lin Yun didn't bother to explain anything to A Jin; he simply shoved the pill into A Jin's mouth.

Then, Lin Yun looked up with a gloomy expression and saw four or five men in training clothes filing in.

"Hehe, Third Senior Brother, I've had my eye on this chick for a long time. You can't just kill her. You have to let me enjoy myself for a few days first..." At this moment, a young man in his twenties glanced greedily at Guan Xiangsi, then turned to the leader and said with a smile.

“No way, I’ve got my eye on this chick too, why should I give her to you…” another young man said with dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, who doesn't like a beautiful woman? Fifth Brother, you can't keep this chick to yourself. Let's all enjoy her together. But we probably can't enjoy her for more than a few days. This chick is said to be in poor health. She might die before we're done having our fun..." another young man laughed.

"Seventh Junior Brother, you're mistaken. Haven't you heard the saying, 'There are only oxen that die from exhaustion, but no fields that are ruined by plowing'? But speaking of which, just thinking about killing a woman directly like this is quite exciting. Everyone, let's put in a little more effort later and try to kill her directly, otherwise we'll lose face as martial artists..." The Third Senior Brother, who hadn't spoken until now, a man who looked to be around thirty years old, turned his head and laughed.

Who are you?

Lin Yun sensed that A Jin's injuries had stabilized, so he slowly put A Jin down, let Guan Xiangsi support him, stood up again, looked coldly at these people, and said.

Before this, Lin Yun had already pressed A Jin's sleeping acupoint to make him fall asleep. Otherwise, Lin Yun was afraid that A Jin would get agitated if he heard what these people were saying, which would not be conducive to the recovery of his injuries.

"Huh? There really is an outsider here?"

"Could he be this girl's lover? Damn it, I'm not happy if someone else steals my thunder!"

The two young men frowned and expressed their dissatisfaction upon seeing Lin Yun.

Their attention was mostly focused on Guan Xiangsi and A Jin, and they hadn't noticed Lin Yun at all.

"This person should be the one that the siblings rescued on the mountain a few days ago. Kid, you're just unlucky to have encountered something like this today. Remember, we are from the Iron Fist Sect. You can mention us when you're in the underworld and spread the reputation of the Iron Fist Sect..." The third senior brother said with a cold smile.

As he spoke, the third senior brother strode towards Lin Yun, quickly reached him, and threw a punch.

"Huh? Wait, this person's appearance looks so familiar..." Just then, the seventh junior brother said hesitantly.

"Um?"

The third senior brother turned his head.

At this moment, he still dared to turn his head; he truly didn't take Lin Yun seriously.

He was too confident, but that's also quite normal.

In modern society, most people are ordinary people, and there are very few martial artists. He is a martial artist in the late stage of Ming Jin, who can fight dozens of ordinary people at the same time. How could he take a young boy in his early twenties who was just discussing how to escape seriously?

"Snap—"

However, before the third senior brother could understand what the seventh junior brother meant, he felt a pain in his neck, then his vision went to his heels, and then he lost consciousness.

"Third Senior Brother!"

"Third Senior Brother!"

One after another, gasps of disbelief rang out.

According to the other three, the moment their third senior brother turned his head, the other party made a move, grabbed their third senior brother's neck with one hand, and snapped their third senior brother's neck in an instant.

Their third senior brother was a martial artist at the late stage of Ming Jin. Under normal circumstances, he could fight dozens of ordinary people by himself. This scene shocked and bewildered them.

Although Lin Yun's body has only recently recovered, it is still enough for him to deal with several martial artists at the Ming Jin realm.

In particular, after Lin Yun took that expensive healing pill.

call--

The next moment, Lin Yun took a step and was five or six meters away. In just two or three steps, he was almost in front of the three people.

"not good!"

"Run!"

"I remember now, this person is Lin Yun!"

The three men's expressions changed drastically, and they all turned around to run away. One of them even recognized Lin Yun's identity.

"Bang--"

Lin Yun punched one of the men, sending his back caved in, and then the man slammed into the courtyard wall more than ten meters away, almost collapsing the dilapidated wall, demonstrating the immense force he used.

Finally, the man fell to the ground, twitching slightly, unable to move much, and it was clear he was going to die.

Just then, the other two seized the opportunity and escaped outside. They were about to scatter, clearly indicating that they did this often. At that point, it would be difficult for others to catch them.

"Bang—bang—"

However, before they could even run out of the courtyard, they all flew back at an even faster speed.

Two men in black appeared at the door and punched them both. They were caught off guard and took the punches squarely.

These two men in black were actually two robots that Lin Yun had casually bought in the past two days. They were guarding the courtyard and protecting his safety. Each of them had the strength of a martial arts grandmaster, so dealing with two Ming Jin martial artists was a piece of cake for them.

Without Lin Yun's orders, the two robots did not kill the two Ming Jin martial artists, and their injuries were not even too serious.

Seeing that they were being stopped by two terrifyingly powerful people, both of them felt despair and panic.

Seeing Lin Yun walking towards them, they quickly jumped up and kowtowed to him, pleading, "Great Hero Lin, please, spare us! We really didn't know you were here. Otherwise, even if we had ten lives, we wouldn't dare to provoke you!"

"Yes, yes, Master Lin, your name and the name of Qingyun Company have spread throughout the martial arts world of China. If we had known you were here, we would have sent our sect leader to pay you a visit long ago!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Then they began to slap themselves repeatedly, each slap very loudly.

They dared not hesitate for a moment in these actions and words. They had just witnessed their two senior brothers being killed by the other party in a very swift and decisive manner. The other party was a ruthless killer.

If they hesitated even slightly, they had no doubt that they would be killed by the other side in the next moment.

"You deserve to die!"

Lin Yun stopped and said coldly.

Putting aside the fact that he knew the two men were lying, their actions alone were enough to kill them several times over. Their behavior just now reminded him of the actions of the Lu and Mo family members he had witnessed at the Diba forum that day.

In his view, all of these people deserved to die.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yun looked up at the two men in black.

"Bang—bang—"

The two men in black understood Lin Yun's meaning and immediately stepped forward, each slapping the top of one of the two men on the head.

The next moment, both of them died.