My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms - Chapter 92

Lin Hai kicked the door open, but the scene inside made him freeze.

Right before his eyes, two men and one woman were engaged in an unspeakable act.

“Damn it! Who the hell are you? How did you get in?” A fat man with a dragon tattoo on his chest cursed loudly as he stomped over.

Holy crap. This is disgusting.

Lin Hai caught a glimpse of something he really shouldn’t have seen and immediately felt sick.

“Screw you, you bastard!” Lin Hai aimed a kick straight at the fat man’s chest.

Unexpectedly, the fat man was surprisingly agile. He sidestepped the kick and lunged forward, trying to grab Lin Hai around the waist.

Whoa, is he going for a sumo move?

Lin Hai quickly leaped aside.

“Whoosh!” No sooner had he steadied himself than Lin Hai heard a rush of air aimed at the back of his head.

Crap, a sneak attack!

Lin Hai threw his arm back to block while spinning around.

Thump!

Damn it!

Lin Hai’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

The one who had attacked him from behind was the woman from the middle of the group.

The man and woman worked together with seamless coordination. Caught off guard, Lin Hai was immediately thrown into disarray.

“Third Brother, Fifth Sister, hurry it up,” the other man urged as he pulled on his clothes.

“Don’t worry, Big Brother,” the fat man and the woman replied, immediately speeding up their attacks.

Damn, it’s awkward trying to fight this naked woman. I should take out the fat guy first.

Thinking this, Lin Hai intensified his attacks on the fat man, who was instantly thrown into a panic.

“Thud!” Failing to dodge in time, the fat man took a powerful kick to the stomach from Lin Hai. His bulky body flew back more than three meters before crashing to the ground. The impact was so strong the whole courtyard seemed to shake.

At the same moment, the woman’s fist shot toward the back of Lin Hai’s head.

Lin Hai tilted his head to the side, dodging her punch. Deciding to ignore her state of undress, he grabbed her arm and flung her against the wall. She hit the surface hard and slumped to the ground, unable to get up.

With those two dealt with, Lin Hai whipped his head around, his gaze locking onto the last man.

“Clap, clap, clap!” The man wore a smile as he applauded slowly.

“Not bad, truly not bad. To take on two leaders of my Black Eagle Society single-handedly… you must be someone of repute.”

“Hmph. Lin Hai.”

“Oh? So you’re Lin Hai?” The man looked Lin Hai up and down.

“My name is Huang Jianren. I’m the leader of the Black Eagle Society. Dying by my hand, your life won’t have been wasted,” Huang Jianren declared arrogantly.

Pfft!

“Wait, what? What did you say your name was?” Lin Hai almost choked.

“Huang Jianren. Why, have you heard of me? That can’t be right, I keep a very low profile…” Huang Jianren looked puzzled.

“Enough talk. Where is Xin Yue?” Lin Hai had no patience for this.

“So you’re here for a rescue mission. That might be a bit difficult.” Huang Jianren shook his head, then waved his hand.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, people poured out from every corner of the courtyard—a dense, black mass of them, at least two to three hundred strong.

Seeing this, Lin Hai was stunned. Well, I’ll be damned. I’ve never really admired anyone, but I’ve got to hand it to this Huang Jianren.

Good grief. While those three were doing their disgusting act in the courtyard, they actually had this many people hiding in the shadows? This was practically a live broadcast.

Huang Jianren began to laugh, clearly very pleased with himself.

“So you think you’re good at fighting? What’s the use of being good at fighting? How can your fighting skills possibly compare to my numbers?”

Lin Hai looked at the overwhelming crowd before him and felt a twinge of apprehension.

Damn. Two fists are no match for four hands. If these two to three hundred people rush me all at once, even my skills might not be enough.

What should I do?

Lin Hai’s mind raced.

Huh? I’ve got it!

His eyes lit up as he pulled out his phone.

“Haha, what, planning to call the police?” Huang Jianren waved his hand again. A man in black produced a remote device and pressed a button.

“Go ahead, try it. The signal is being jammed. No matter who you try to call, it won’t go through. Haha.”

Call? The police? Lin Hai sneered internally.

“You think just because you have numbers, I’m out of options?” A playful smile tugged at Lin Hai’s lips.

“What options do you have? What can you do besides stare helplessly? Haha, I have the numbers! I’m using my numbers to bully your lack of numbers, so what? Are you mad? I’m going to piss you off! Ahahahaha…” Huang Jianren laughed with a thoroughly smug expression.

“So you want to compare numbers, huh? Fine.” Lin Hai nodded. He brought the monkey hairs in his palm to his lips and blew on them gently.

“Everyone, come on in,” Lin Hai said calmly.

“Ahahaha, ahahaha…” Huang Jianren clutched his stomach, laughing hysterically.

“Look at him, everyone! Bluffing like he’s really got people outside! Haha, you’re killing me! Where would people even come from? Uh…”

Huang Jianren’s laughter died abruptly.

Every person in the courtyard stared, their eyes bulging in disbelief, at the crowd that had suddenly flooded in.

“Ah! Mother of god! Oh, my dear mother!” Huang Jianren rubbed his eyes vigorously, his speech becoming incoherent.

Lin Hai stood smugly on his tiptoes, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Well, Brother Jianren, didn’t you say you wanted to outnumber me? I’ve brought three hundred ‘jianren’ here with me. Why don’t you try bullying them?”

A black-clad leader, looking as if he’d seen a ghost, scurried over to Huang Jianren.

“Boss, where… where did these three hundred people come from? Why do they all look exactly like you? Even their clothes are the same! This is seriously freaky.”

Huang Jianren smacked him across the head.

“Freaky, my ass! You’re the one who’s freaky!”

Huang Jianren looked them over one by one, his astonishment growing with each glance.

“Hey, where did you find so many impersonators? Have I really become this famous?”

Pfft! Impersonators? Talk about narcissism.

Lin Hai shook his head.

“Brother Jianren, how could impersonators achieve this level of likeness? Look carefully. These are your triplet brothers. All three hundred of them.”

“Three hundred triplets? Are you trying to fool a ghost? What kind of womb could possibly hold three hundred babies?”

Oh, so he’s not completely stupid.

“Ah, Brother Jianren, let me be straight with you. Actually, you aren’t your mother’s biological child. She found you in an outhouse.”

“Bullshit!” Huang Jianren spat.

“See, you don’t believe me? The truth is, they were originally three hundred and one triplets. But the youngest one, well, he was just too much of a scumbag, too damn cheap. You know what he did?”

“What did he do?” Huang Jianren asked reflexively.

“Ah, you won’t believe how cheap he was. The first thing he did after being born was to turn his head and look back at the place that bore him. He even tried to get a cheap thrill from his own mother! How could she tolerate that? In a fit of anger, she threw him into the outhouse.”

“Later, he was picked up by a family named Huang. When they asked about him, damn, they found out the kid was so cheap. So they thought, ‘Let’s just name him Huang Jianren’.”

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft…

The men in black behind Huang Jianren struggled to hold back their laughter, their facial muscles twitching uncontrollably.

“Ahahaha…” Someone was the first to crack, laughing out loud.

That started it. With someone leading the way, the men in black burst into uproarious laughter, doubling over with mirth.

“What a joyful and harmonious atmosphere, Brother Jianren. We have you to thank for this,” Lin Hai said with utter sincerity.

“Harmonious, my foot! Shut the hell up, all of you!” Huang Jianren roared, enraged.

He pointed a furious finger at Lin Hai and yelled, “Get him!”