My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms - Chapter 93

Once Huang Jianren gave the order, the men in black didn’t dare to laugh anymore.

But just as they started to rush forward, their steps faltered. They stared blankly at the three hundred identical Huang Jianrens.

Holy hell, they all look exactly like the boss. How are we supposed to fight them?

“Damn it, all of you, get them!” Huang Jianren roared, seeing his men frozen in place. He started kicking them in the rear ends, yelling at them.

“Shit, charge!” Finally, the men in black surged forward like a swarm.

Seeing this, Lin Hai mentally commanded the three hundred figures created from the monkey hairs.

“Go!”

The three hundred Huang Jianrens charged forward silently, clashing with the men in black.

Chaos instantly erupted.

“Ow, damn it! Are you blind? You dare hit me!” one of the Huang Jianrens bellowed at a black-clad man in front of him.

“Huh? Boss? You… you’re the real one?” The man in black was utterly confused.

“Real your ass!” The Huang Jianren kicked the man to the ground and started pummeling him.

“Heh heh, then you must be the fake,” sneered another black-clad man nearby, lunging at a different Huang Jianren beside him.

Smack! The Huang Jianren he targeted slapped him hard across the face, sending him spinning in a circle.

“Bullshit! Just because he says he’s real, he’s real? I’m the real one, damn it!”

…

Similar scenes played out all over the courtyard.

The men in black wore pained expressions, feeling utterly frustrated.

Damn, this fight is impossible.

“Shit, are you all idiots? I’m the real one! Get them now!” yelled a Huang Jianren who had just scrambled up from the ground, his face twisted with rage.

“Real, my foot!” A nearby black-clad man kicked him back down. “Damn it, they all say they’re the real one. But you’re definitely fake. Just look at your sorry face,” the man said scornfully.

Pfft!

Huang Jianren was so angry he nearly coughed up blood.

The fight lasted over half an hour before it finally ended.

The three hundred clones Lin Hai had created only possessed one-thousandth of his combat power—less than an ordinary person’s.

In a straightforward one-on-one fight, they would have been wiped out by these men in black in minutes.

But Lin Hai had cleverly made them all look exactly like Huang Jianren. Because of this, the men in black hesitated, held back, and were overly cautious, drastically reducing their effectiveness.

In the end, all the men in black lay on the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

On Lin Hai’s side, fewer than a hundred of the clones had been lost.

A resounding victory!

Lin Hai was overjoyed.

“Well, Brother Jianren, you wanted to outnumber me. How come all your men are lying on the ground now?” Lin Hai taunted.

Huang Jianren looked panicked. What had just happened was too unbelievable.

The people before him, from their movements during the fight to their tone of voice and expressions when they spoke, were identical to him in every way.

He was starting to feel that these people weren’t just impersonators—they were genuinely him!

But how was that possible?

If they weren’t, how could he explain this?

Huang Jianren even wondered if he was losing his mind.

Finally, an utterly absurd thought surfaced.

Could what Lin Hai said actually be true?

Are these people and I… three hundred and one triplets?

“Big Brother, I’ve brought the two girls. When should we take them to the Young Master? Big Brother, Big—”

Scarface stopped short as soon as he entered, completely dumbfounded.

Holy crap! Why is the room full of Big Brothers?

Scarface thought he was hallucinating and rubbed his eyes hard.

Damn. Still a room full of Big Brothers!

“B-Big Brother, are these all your brothers?” Scarface felt his brain couldn’t process this.

At that moment, Lin Hai’s eyes snapped to the two girls held by Scarface.

“Xin Yue!” Lin Hai shot forward like an arrow.

Startled, Scarface finally noticed the outsider mixed in among all the “Big Brothers.”

“Lin Hai!” When Scarface recognized Lin Hai, a wave of intense fear washed over him.

He had good reason to be afraid. Last time, Lin Hai had dislocated his arm and leg, tormenting him nearly to death.

Du Tao had tried countless times to set them right but failed. They had visited the orthopedics departments of all the major hospitals in the city, but no one could fix it.

The heart-wrenching pain he felt every moment had nearly driven him insane. If the Master himself hadn’t finally stepped in to fix it, he would have resorted to amputation.

“Let Xin Yue go!” Lin Hai roared, reaching for Scarface’s shoulder.

“Shit, here, take her!” Scarface, thoroughly traumatized by Lin Hai, saw that he was about to get his arm dislocated again and quickly shoved Liu Xin Yue forward.

“Xin Yue!” Lin Hai caught Liu Xin Yue in his arms.

“Lin Hai!” Tears instantly streamed down Liu Xin Yue’s face.

“Hey, what about me!” Liu Xin Qing, seeing Lin Hai hugging her sister and ignoring her, shouted urgently.

Lin Hai cursed himself inwardly. He was so overjoyed to see Xin Yue that he had forgotten about his sister-in-law.

Gently pushing Liu Xin Yue aside, Lin Hai charged at Scarface again like a tiger.

“Let her go!”

“Crap, okay, okay, I’ll let her go right now!” Scarface shoved Liu Xin Qing toward Lin Hai, then turned and ran.

Lin Hai reached out and pulled Liu Xin Qing into his embrace, while simultaneously kicking out with his right foot, knocking Scarface unconscious.

“Huh? What’s this, so soft?” Lin Hai squeezed without thinking.

“You pervert!” Liu Xin Qing shoved Lin Hai away, her face burning hot from the tingling sensation coming from her chest.

“That was… an accident, really…” Lin Hai said with an embarrassed laugh.

He now realized what he had unintentionally touched.

“Hmph, you pervert.” Liu Xin Qing wrinkled her nose at him and ran to stand beside Liu Xin Yue.

“So, Xin Yue…” Lin Hai’s words cut off abruptly.

A moment later, every hair on Lin Hai’s body stood on end.

An extremely dangerous aura from behind locked onto him. For the first time, Lin Hai felt the taste of death.

He turned around with immense difficulty. A dark, cold gun barrel was pointed directly at him.

“Lin Hai…” Both Liu Xin Yue and Liu Xin Qing panicked.

“Ahahaha, ahahaha…” Huang Jianren laughed heartily.

Then he glared viciously at Lin Hai.

“So what if you can fight? So what if you have numbers? No matter how strong you are, are you stronger than this?” Huang Jianren waved the gun in his hand triumphantly.

Lin Hai remained silent, but his mind was racing frantically.

Facing the gun barrel, he didn’t dare move a muscle. No matter how confident he was, he wasn’t confident enough to dodge a bullet.

“What do you want?” Lin Hai said coldly.

“What do I want? Ahahaha…” Huang Jianren laughed again.

“Don’t you think that’s a stupid question?”

“What do you think will happen when I pull this trigger? Bang…” Huang Jianren gestured with the gun, wearing a smug grin.

Lin Hai took a deep breath.

“Everything that happened is because of me. It has nothing to do with them. Let these two go. You can have my life.”

“Lin Hai! No…” Liu Xin Yue burst into tears upon hearing this.

Liu Xin Qing, holding her sister’s arm, also had tears streaming down her face.

“Wow, haha, how deeply moving,” Huang Jianren sneered. “But why should I let them go? I can still take your life whether I let them go or not!”

With that, Huang Jianren abruptly pulled the trigger!