My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms - Chapter 60

The scar-faced man charged forward furiously, his face twisted in anger.

Not caring about the pain in his foot, he unleashed a rapid and vicious series of kicks aimed at Lin Hai’s chest.

“Tch, can’t you come up with anything new?” Lin Hai swayed slightly, effortlessly dodging the first kick.

When the second kick came, Lin Hai suddenly reached out, grabbing the man’s ankle and knee joint.

Crack!

A sharp cry of pain escaped the scar-faced man as his leg immediately went limp.

“Damn you!” The man was no pushover—despite the agony, he gritted his teeth and threw a punch at Lin Hai.

Lin Hai remained calm, tilting his head to avoid the strike before seizing the man’s arm. With a quick twist and push—

Crack!

Another crisp snap echoed.

The scar-faced man’s arm hung limply at his side.

With one arm and one leg dislocated, he lost his balance and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

“Get him! Take him down!” the scar-faced man roared through clenched teeth, still sprawled on the floor.

Seven men in black rushed forward, brandishing steel pipes.

Lin Hai smirked. Dealing with these small fries was child’s play.

Bang! Crash! Thud!

In no time, all seven were lying on the ground, groaning.

Lin Hai dusted off his hands and walked over to the scar-faced man.

“So, ‘Lame Leg’…”

“Damn it, it’s Jue Ming Leg!” the man snapped.

“Jue my ass—right now, you’re just a cripple.” Lin Hai delivered a sharp slap across his face.

“Talk. Who sent you this time—and last time?”

The scar-faced man snorted and turned his head away.

“You don’t have to say it. I already know—Hu Wei sent you.” Lin Hai’s voice was icy.

“Last time in the grove, Hu Wei brought thirty of you Black Eagle thugs. I don’t know what his connection is with your gang, but let me give you a piece of advice: don’t mess with me again. The consequences will be more than you can handle.”

With that, Lin Hai turned and walked back to his car.

“Master, you’re insane! You just wrecked the legendary Jue Ming Leg! I mean, holy sh—”

“Get out of the car!” Lin Hai cut off Bald Qiang mid-sentence.

“O-out? Master, I—” Bald Qiang panicked, thinking Lin Hai was displeased with him.

Lin Hai rolled his eyes and smacked the shiny bald head.

“Didn’t you say you’ve been driving a beat-up van for ten years and never touched a luxury car?”

He pointed at the two BMWs parked on the roadside.

“Go pick one. Whichever you like, it’s yours.”

“R-really?” Bald Qiang was stunned.

“Take it or leave it.” Lin Hai sounded impatient.

“Yes! Hell yes!” Overjoyed, Bald Qiang leaped out of the car and practically danced his way into one of the BMWs.

The two cars drove into the city in tandem.

Sitting in the plush BMW, Bald Qiang grinned so wide his cheeks nearly touched his ears. He never imagined he’d own a car like this one day.

Damn it, I’m sticking with Master no matter what!

…

Black Eagle Headquarters

The three leaders of the Black Eagle Gang glared at the scar-faced man’s suffering, their faces dark with fury.

“Damn it, this isn’t over! I’ll take some men and avenge Old Four!”

“Third Brother, stop!” the boss barked. “The opponent is highly skilled. Don’t act recklessly. Let Second Brother fix Old Four’s arm and leg first.”

The gloomy Second-in-Command, Du Tao, sneered.

“Tch, child’s play. Just a dislocation—nothing serious.”

His words eased the tension in the room.

Du Tao was an expert in grappling and joint locks—he dislocated limbs for fun. If he said it was easy, then Old Four would be fine.

Du Tao grabbed the scar-faced man’s arm.

“Old Four, this’ll hurt. Brace yourself.”

“Don’t worry, Second Brother. I can take it.”

Du Tao nodded, then twisted and pushed—

Crack!

“Ugh!” The scar-faced man grunted in pain.

“Done.” Du Tao released his arm.

“Setting bones is a skilled job. Some say it’s hard, but really, it’s just—”

Crack!

“Huh?”

“Second Brother… I think it popped out again,” the scar-faced man whimpered, his face contorted.

Du Tao’s expression stiffened. He grabbed the arm again.

Damn it, it really came loose?

“Don’t worry, I’ll reset it.”

Crack!

“Ugh!”

“There. Now it’s fixed.”

This time, Du Tao checked thoroughly, absolutely certain it was secure before letting go.

“Like I said, bone-setting is all about technique. Once you know how, it’s actually quite—”

Crack!

“Ugh!”

“Second Brother… it’s out again.”

Du Tao’s face flushed with embarrassment.

“Let me see.”

What the hell? It really came loose again!

Crack! He reset it once more.

This time, he inspected every angle, 100% sure it was perfect before releasing.

“I guarantee this time—no, swear on my honor—it won’t—”

Crack!

“Ugh!”

Du Tao’s face turned green.

“Goddamn it!”

He snatched the scar-faced man’s arm, no longer caring about the pain he caused.

Crack!

“Ugh!”

Set.

Less than a minute later—

Crack!

“Ugh!”

Loose again.

Damn it, once more!

Less than a minute—loose again!

Screw this, I’ll do it again!

Still less than a minute—loose again!

Fine, again!

Loose!

Again!

Loose!

Again!

Loose!

…

Du Tao’s face was now stone-cold with frustration, locked in a battle of wills with the scar-faced man’s arm.

The scar-faced man was in utter agony, tears welling in his eyes, until he finally couldn’t take it anymore.

“Second Brother… Second Brother, stop! It’s fine like this! Look, it can even spin 360 degrees now! Really, it’s fine!”

If this keeps up, my arm won’t be the only thing broken—I’ll die from the pain first!

…

After returning, Lin Hai visited Liu Xinyue’s home to check on Liu Shan’s condition.

Before leaving for Yanyun, Lin Hai had given Liu Xinyue a mortal-grade Soul Restoration Pill to administer to her father.

Using his Heavenly Eye, Lin Hai observed that the overlap between Liu Shan’s soul and body had improved further. At this rate, the remaining two pills should fully align them—and once that happened, Liu Shan might wake up.

Later, Du Chun called Lin Hai with news: Peng Tao’s father had fully recovered. As agreed, Peng Tao transferred 5 million yuan through Du Chun.

Lin Hai had Du Chun deposit it into his account. Seeing the SMS notification of the extra 5 million, Lin Hai grinned.

Hell yeah!

“Master, where are you?” Bald Qiang called.

“What’s up?”

“You told me to look for houses, right? There’s one selling for 10% below market price—a great deal.”

“No way. Where? I’m coming!”

Lin Hai’s heart raced. Finally, my own place?

He drove with Bald Qiang toward the southern suburbs.

As they went, the surroundings grew oddly familiar.

When they arrived, Lin Hai burst out laughing.

Well, isn’t this a damn coincidence!