Super War God in the City

Ling Fan's sudden shout, like a pebble thrown into a tranquil lake, instantly ripples the surface.

On the stage, Yun Fei felt a moment of trance, hardly daring to believe her own ears. That thunderous shout, like the sound of heavenly music, was so familiar, so longed for—the voice she had desperately yearned for.

"Ling Fan? No, husband... is that you?" Yun Fei murmured to herself, slowly turning her head.

Li Mengying's eyes, no longer able to hold back the tears, brimmed over as she looked towards the figure that had appeared countless times in her dreams.

"He really came, at the critical moment of danger, like a Heavenly God descending from the sky!" A glimmer of hope shone in Li Mengying's eyes, her expression finally showing spirit.

"Brother-in-law is here?" Feng Qiang suddenly choked up, like a bullied child who has seen their parent.

"Big brother, is it really big brother?" Zhou Tianlu, lying on the ground, struggled to twist his neck, his vision blurry, barely making out a graceful silhouette.

"Cough, cough, cough... Damn... Damn you all to hell, big brother will make you regret this..." Zhou Tianlu murmured to himself, a faint smile on his face as he passed out.

"Who is he?" The people below the stage were confused, not knowing who the youth suddenly appearing was or why, in such a situation, someone would come up to court death?

"Such arrogance, does this kid not know who he is facing?" someone exclaimed in astonishment.

"Damn, don't tell me this guy is the deputy head of the Tianyun Security Department. Looking at his small frame, I could knock him down with a single punch!" a burly man in the audience said in surprise.

Seeing Ling Fan's young age and that he had come alone, everyone else scarcely took him seriously.

"This kid must be crazy, admirable courage indeed, admirable indeed, but does he think that having just courage can save those two women? It's nothing but a joke!" Many shook their heads and scoffed.

Shangguan Yue in the audience widened her beautiful eyes in shock, watching Ling Fan make his entrance. Watching the scene unfold on the stage, her heart had been in a vise, powerless to change the outcome.

"Is it really him?" Shangguan Yue felt a surge of nervousness.

"Hmm?" Li Shishi noticed Shangguan Yue's expression, immediately filled with suspicion.

"What's going on, Mingyue, do you know him?"

Shangguan Yue's gaze followed Ling Fan's figure, murmuring hesitantly, "Well, I know him, he is Ling Fan!"

Li Shishi frowned, looking towards the figure walking towards the stage, her expression suddenly shocked, "What? He is Ling Fan? The deputy head of the Tianyun Security Department?"

"Mmm, it should be him!" Shangguan Yue said hesitantly.

"Is he an idiot? How dare he come to court death in this situation?" Li Shishi complained verbally, not holding out much hope for the youth who had abruptly jumped in to save the day, yet part of her felt some admiration.

On the other side of the crowd, Leng Chuan was also dumbfounded, his eyes wide as saucers, fixated on Ling Fan without blinking.

"Isn't this the damn fool from the plane?" Leng Chuan muttered in shock.

"Young Master Leng, do you know him?" Yuan Shang asked, seeing Leng Chuan's reaction, surprised.

"Damn, he's the fool I asked you to help me deal with, but how did he get here and what's his connection with Tianyun?" Leng Chuan recovered a bit of his composure and said in astonishment.

Yuan Shang took another good look at Ling Fan and remarked, "So he is the one you were talking about. No need to take action now, this fool is seeking his own death, and soon the Hong family will deal with him. If I'm not mistaken, he must be the deputy head of that Tianyun Security Department!"

"Damn it, he was acting all high and mighty on the plane; let's see how he ends up dying now!" Leng Chuan swore angrily.

"Hehe, don't worry, even if the Hong family doesn't make a move, I'll help you deal with him soon!" Yuan Shang patted Leng Chuan's shoulder, offering consolation.

On the stage, Wang Jing's pupils contracted, speaking coldly, "I didn't expect that this kid would really dare to come and court death. It's like he's chosen to barge into hell where there's no door."

"Hmm? You know him?" Wang Anxiang felt that the youth looked somewhat familiar, but couldn't immediately recall.

"Third Uncle, he is the deputy head of the Tianyun Security Department!" Wang Jing said with resentment.

"So it's him?" Wang Anxiang finally remembered, having seen the other's photo in the files. No wonder he looked so familiar.

Staring intently at the young man who stepped onto the stage, he was very curious about what made this man, on whom Tian Yun's people placed so much hope, so remarkable.

Hong Wei watched the young man step onto the stage one step at a time, his eyes filled with annoyance. Having not been part of the Secular World for a long time, had it become so presumptuous to this extent?

Anyone resembling a human dared to come out and shout in front of them, completely unreasonable. It seemed their temperament was still too gentle.

It was time to take this kid as an example, to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, to intimidate these ignorant monkeys of the Secular World. The dignity of the Martial Arts Family was not something these trash of the Secular World could trample on.

"Let go of this woman!" Ling Fan's voice was exceptionally calm, without a hint of emotion, making others wonder if he had spoken at all.

Hong Mo didn't have a chance to respond before Hong Ping, who was beside him, couldn't stand it anymore and erupted in anger.

"Motherfucker, what kind of fool is this, thinking this is some kind of place to run wild? I'll send you on your way today, and next year on this day will be your death anniversary. Remember not to come out acting tough so recklessly in your next life!" Hong Ping shouted loudly as he charged toward Ling Fan, his fist barreling towards him with the force of thunder and lightning.

He aimed to strike with a Thunder Strike, to kill the young man on the spot with a visually impressive display of violence, to shock the entire audience.

Facing Hong Ping's furious punch, Ling Fan remained indifferent, just standing there quietly, his gaze calmly watching Hong Mo, who had trapped Li Mengying.

"Why isn't he dodging?" Shangguan Yue asked anxiously from below the stage.

Li Shishi shook her head secretly, "He's here to die. How can he dodge?"

"Young Master Leng, you just relax. With this punch, Hong Ping has already developed a murderous intent. That kid is already scared stiff, not moving at all.

Even if he reacts now it's too late. If he's hit by this punch, he'll definitely die. Hong Ping has the power of a Third Grade!" Yuan Shang laughed derisively, explaining to Leng Chuan.

Leng Chuan nodded, "Damn, it's too easy to let him die like this. It's really too cheap for him!"

"Hmph, Li Mengying truly lives up to being a vixen, having so many people to help her escape trouble, even willing to die for her. Do these men think with their lower half? Is the vixen's bedroom skills really that extraordinary?" Zhao Yuan narrowed her eyes, speaking in a mocking tone.

Hong Mo looked into Ling Fan's indifferent eyes and inexplicably felt a surge of panic, but upon seeing Hong Ping's fist about to hit Ling Fan, he suddenly sneered viciously.

"Idiot, go to hell!" Hong Mo sneered.

The next second, Ling Fan's punch was lightning-fast, acting later but arriving first.

"Boom!"
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"Crack!"

In the incredulous eyes of the crowd, the horrified expressions, and the stunned gazes, they saw that Hong Ping's entire arm, along with half of his body, was gone.

"Thud!"

Hong Ping's eyes showed endless terror and disbelief as his life force quickly drained away, collapsing to the ground in despair and regret.

In contrast, Ling Fan remained motionless, calmly retracting his fist, his gaze still coldly fixed on Hong Mo.

"Let her go!" Ling Fan's voice remained serene and waveless, without any fluctuation of emotion.

Hong Mo gaped, his throat dry, feeling as if someone had gripped his heart tightly, releasing Li Mengying's arm with a stiff movement.

PS: Popping in, I will try my best to post four updates in the coming days to make up for the backlog before the New Year, as I've been involved in some aspects of creation that required materials I didn't bring back.

So I can only rely on the original draft I found to rethink (thankfully I found the original draft), and at the same time, I want to integrate some new creative ideas, which is quite time-consuming. I've lost sleep for several nights now, sweating!

The layout ahead is very important for the subsequent story. I hope the painstaking effort of 'Spark' brings a better reading experience for everyone!

Lastly, I wish everyone safety and health and an early victory over the pandemic!