Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan glared coldly at Lin Yuanjie beside him and said, "If you don't want to die, scram!"

Ding Fan's words carried an imposing dominance, which irritated Lin Yuanjie greatly. However, Lin Yuanjie didn't dare to act arrogantly again.

After all, the four bodyguards Lin Yuanjie brought with him were taken out by Ding Fan in just a few seconds; three out of four were instantly disposed of. With that level of combat capability, how could Lin Yuanjie dare to show off?

"Kid, consider yourself fierce. We'll see about that," Lin Yuanjie threw out this face-saving line before turning away and leaving.

The remaining bodyguard who could still stand dragged the other three who had been overturned by Ding Fan away in a dejected manner.

Ding Fan didn't take this minor incident to heart at all; he naturally wouldn't dwell on such matters. If the other party really was foolish enough to come after him again, he wouldn't mind uprooting them completely.

The captain had already arranged a place for Ding Fan, Zhou Ruoran, and Liu Qingwei to rest.

Ding Fan immediately took out some money from his storage ring, and seeing this, the captain became even more enthusiastic towards them, promptly arranging a resting place for the three of them.

After sailing on the sea for about another half-hour, they finally caught sight of the harbor. Liu Qingwei had already made contact with her family by then.

Being the daughter of Changtian Group's CEO, her ordeal at sea surely meant that Xi Jing would arrange for people to come to receive her.

At the same time, Ding Fan also managed to contact Mu Zi.

When he and Ruoran left the Peach Blossom Female Sect, they hadn't informed Mu Zi. Since Ding Fan had initially gone to the Peach Blossom Female Sect with Mu Zi, he naturally had to take Mu Zi with him now.

After Mu Zi got in touch with Ding Fan and learned about their location, she immediately prepared to hurry over and meet up with them.

The cruise ship docked quickly. Ding Fan, Zhou Ruoran, and Liu Qingwei packed up and left the cabin, following the crowd towards the pier.

"The three of you, come with me." Just as Ding Fan and his companions had stepped out of the harbor, a police officer approached and pointed at Ding Fan, Ruoran, and Liu Qingwei.

Ding Fan's brows furrowed slightly as he looked past the officer and saw Lin Yuanjie not far away, gesturing in their direction while standing next to another police officer.

Without guessing, Ding Fan understood that these must be the police Lin Yuanjie had brought to cause trouble for him.

"What do you want?" Before Ding Fan could speak, Liu Qingwei stepped forward and asked.

"There are some matters we need you to cooperate with, please come with us," the officer said dismissively, glancing at Liu Qingwei.

At the time, Liu Qingwei was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. Though neat in appearance, she didn't look like someone influential or wealthy.

Previously, when Liu Qingwei was in distress at sea, her original clothes had become too dirty to wear. The change of clothes she was wearing now was bought from a female crew member after they boarded the ship.

It was precisely because Liu Qingwei was dressed so plainly that the police officer didn't take her seriously.

"What exactly do we need to cooperate with? Please clarify. If we truly need to cooperate, we will cooperate. However, if you're misusing your authority for private ends, then we need to find a place to have a good talk," Liu Qingwei said earnestly.

Liu Qingwei had already spotted Lin Yuanjie, who was chatting with the police nearby, and she naturally guessed the intention behind the officer's presence.

Liu Qingwei's assertive words seemed to take the officer aback; the accusation of misusing authority for private ends was serious.

The officer was just a low-ranking cop, and he couldn't endure being labeled with such an accusation.

"I now suspect that you three are Burmese refugees who crossed the border illegally. No need for further talk," a potbellied officer interrupted, arriving behind the first one.

This potbellied officer looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a domineering face. Behind him followed two more police officers.

After the potbellied officer finished speaking, the two officers behind him stepped forward, pulled out handcuffs, and started to approach Liu Qingwei, Ruoran, and Ding Fan.

Ding Fan's brow furrowed; he was about to lose his temper. But right then, Ruoran gently tugged at his sleeve.

Although Ruoran had started practicing martial arts, she had been educated under the rule of law for many years and naturally didn't want Ding Fan to conflict with the police.

The sounds of handcuffs clicking filled the air as Ruoran and Liu Qingwei's wrists were both cuffed.

"Stretch out your hands," a police officer came up to Ding Fan and spoke harshly.

Ding Fan completely ignored the officer trying to handcuff him and pointed directly at Lin Yuanjie in the distance, then addressed the leading potbellied officer.

"Do you think by sticking up for him, he'll be able to speak well of you to the chief and help you climb the ranks?"

Huh?

The pot-bellied police officer was stunned; he didn't understand how Ding Fan knew about his conversation with Lin Yuanjie.

Just now, Lin Yuanjie had come over to ask for help in dealing with Ding Fan and his companions, and the pot-bellied police officer had indeed spoken with Lin Yuanjie, asking him to speak well of him to the police chief.

In Jiangnan City, it's no secret that Lin Yuanjie's father and the police chief are as close as brothers.

While the pot-bellied police officer was still in shock, people around began to whisper among themselves, having heard Ding Fan's words just now.

The pot-bellied officer bristled with anger. "Kid, what nonsense are you spouting? I'm arresting you because your identities are unclear, and you need to be investigated... You'd better behave, or it'll make trouble for me and you'll be the one to suffer," he said.

Ding Fan's expression remained calm. "I can tell you clearly that I'm not someone you can afford to provoke. If you want to keep wearing that uniform, you'd better get lost!"

The pot-bellied man was slightly stunned.

This time, the pot-bellied man dared not act rashly; he sized up Ding Fan carefully.

Dressed in plain clothes, all of Ding Fan's attire wouldn't even total two hundred yuan. The pot-bellied man scoffed disdainfully.

The pot-bellied officer didn't believe that someone looking as poor as Ding Fan could be a person of considerable clout.

"Kid, I really want to see how you're going to strip off my uniform. Handcuff him!" ordered the pot-bellied man to the two police officers beside Ding Fan.

The pot-bellied man had already made up his mind to do a good job for Lin Yuanjie on this occasion; as long as the young master of the Lin Family was pleased, his own advancement was not a problem at all.

As soon as the pot-bellied man finished speaking, two officers rushed up behind him, reaching for their handcuffs, intending to cuff Ding Fan.

Ding Fan would never allow such petty authorities to humiliate him.

Ding Fan lifted a foot. The officer closest to Ding Fan was directly kicked to the ground by him.

Wow...

As soon as Ding Fan made a move, everyone around stretched their necks to see what was happening.

In Huaxia Country, a state of strict laws, daring to hit a police officer in public was, in many people's eyes, tantamount to piercing the heavens.

"Kid, you're really too awesome..." Just then, Lin Yuanjie walked over. "You can really fight, knocking down a police officer with one kick, but being able to fight is useless. I want to see how you're going to die," he said.

Lin Yuanjie was reveling in schadenfreude, his face full of smug smiles.

In Lin Yuanjie's eyes, Ding Fan was now just like a fool, not much different at all. Lin Yuanjie had called the pot-bellied man over just to teach Ding Fan a lesson.

But now that Ding Fan had proactively attacked a police officer, Lin Yuanjie had all the reasons he needed; it was no longer just about beating Ding Fan to vent anger. Just for the charge of assaulting an officer, Ding Fan could be directly locked up.

"Kid, how dare you attack a police officer! Put your hands on your head and squat down!" the pot-bellied man next to him drew his pistol and looked at Ding Fan with a fierce face.

The pot-bellied man was a sharp individual. Now that Ding Fan had hit a police officer, the matter couldn't be easier to handle. He could now legitimately thrash Ding Fan thoroughly. If Ding Fan really resisted, he could just shoot him, and in the end, he wouldn't be in any trouble at all.

The moment the pot-bellied man drew his pistol, the onlookers stepped back, fearing blood might splatter onto them.

"What are you trying to do? You arrest people arbitrarily, and now you want to kill indiscriminately?" Liu Qingwei stood in front of Ding Fan at that moment, stretching out her arms in front of him.

Ding Fan was somewhat taken aback; Liu Qingwei had always been meek, and he had not expected her to show such a stubborn side.

"Get out of the way. Do you know what you are doing? You are obstructing official duties... If you cover for this felon who assaulted an officer, don't blame me for dealing with you, too!" the pot-bellied man snorted coldly.

Seeing that Liu Qingwei was a feeble girl, the pot-bellied man believed his warning could easily scare her off.

However, contrary to the pot-bellied man's expectations, after his warning, Liu Qingwei stood as if she hadn't heard a thing, still blocking Ding Fan with her arms open.

"It looks like you are dead set on protecting this guy!" said the pot-bellied man as he disengaged the safety on his pistol.

At that moment, Ding Fan pulled Liu Qingwei behind him.

Hiding behind a woman was not Ding Fan's style.

"You might as well shoot and see..."

Under the gun, Ding Fan was as calm and composed as ever, speaking undisturbed.