In a blink of an eye, the goddess arrived at the classroom door and knocked gently.
"Hey, Mo Bai~" The goddess leaned against the classroom door and called out in a tender voice.
Lin Mobai frowned, stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Miss Song, why are you dressed like this?"
"I usually dress like this when I go out, what's wrong?" Song Jiarou asked innocently.
"So what are you doing here?"
Lin Mobai took Song Jiarou to the stairs to avoid the sight of their classmates.
Song Jiarou took out a black gold bank card from her bag and handed it over respectfully: "Grandpa asked me to give you this card. The 40 million of Yanghun Ginseng is in it."
"I remember you said last time that you went to Qishan for Chinese medicinal herbs, right?"
Lin Mobai nodded slightly: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Song Jia smiled softly and said, "Grandpa has sent someone to buy a batch of precious medicinal materials. Now they are all ready in Yunchuntang. If you don't mind, I can be your driver."
Song Jiarou, who has always been spoiled and domineering, is so respectful and polite in front of Lin Mobai. It seems that it is inevitable for Song Ximing to form an alliance with Lin Mobai.
If outsiders heard this news, they would probably be stunned with surprise. Yunchuntang, the largest pharmaceutical company in Jiangshan, wanted to form an alliance with the useless young master of the Lin family. This was simply a fantasy!
Lin Mobai smiled calmly: "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Song."
After saying that, he turned around to look at Sophie, who was standing next to the trash can with a bruised face.
Sophie was locked in Lin Mobai's cold eyes, her body trembled uncontrollably and she almost fell down. Looking at Lin Mobai's desk again, it had been tidied up, and the books on it were neatly arranged.
He ignored Sophie and went downstairs with Song Jiarou and got into the car.
The Lamborghini's engine roared loudly, and the tail smoke emitted a cool red color, turning into a flash of lightning and rushing away.
Lin Mobai first went to the bank and transferred 30 million into his father's card to solve the financial crisis of the Lin Group.
Back in the car, Lin Mobai handed the black gold card back to Song Jiarou.
After all, Yunchuntang had already helped him find the medicinal materials, so he should return the money.
Song Jiarou smiled and shook her head: "Grandpa specifically told me to give this card to you before I came here. If I take it back, I will be scolded to death by grandpa."
"By the way, let's add each other on WeChat. You can contact me if you need anything in the future."
"Um... "
Lin Mobai took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code and added Song Jiarou as a WeChat friend.
Lin Mobai's main purpose in collecting these medicinal herbs is to grind them into ink for writing scrolls of martial arts. As the Emperor Ming of the Immortal Realm in his previous life, he couldn't manually transfer his true Qi and engage in close combat every time he fought.
Preparing scrolls of various offensive, protective, and defensive spells in advance is the real source of His Majesty Emperor Ming's powerful force when he fights.
The power of a spell scroll lies not only in the infusion of the true qi of the writer, but also in the medicinal materials themselves. The more precious and rare the medicinal materials, the more powerful the Yewen written with the ink will be.
The Lamborghini drove into Qinghe Lijing Community.
"Turn left ahead, then go straight, oh yes, right here..."
While still in the car, Lin Mobai saw a large group of people gathered in the front yard of his villa.
The leader was Huang Song, whom he had taught a lesson last time. He still had a bandage on his head and was standing at the front with a proud look on his face.
Song Jiarou stopped the car, Lin Mobai opened the door and strode forward, without thinking twice, he pushed away the big man standing behind him.
Several big men couldn't stand firmly and were knocked to the ground by Lin Mobai.
The person confronting Huang Song was Lin Mobai's father Lin Yao.
"Mo Bai."
Seeing his son coming over, Lin Yao quickly grabbed him and protected him behind him.
Huang Song saw this and grinned: "You guys are finally here. The ambush you made on me the other day is not over yet! Just wait and see how I deal with you two."
Lin Mobai was about to speak.
Lin Yao rushed forward and shouted angrily, "Huang Song! I've called the police. You're gang fighting."
"Don't try to scare me. Mr. Li has connections at the Municipal Bureau. I've already made the call. Do you think anyone dares to come over today?"
Huang Song was not afraid at all, his eyes became vicious: "Lin Yao, you have one week left to pay off your 30 million yuan debt. When the deadline comes, the court will forcibly reclaim all the villas and cars under your name."
"And this time, I came here just for this kid!"
"I advise you to take care of yourself and surrender. I will only cripple him, not kill him."
Huang Song looked ferocious as he took a steel rod from someone nearby.
"Humph, you want to destroy me?" Lin Mobai stepped out, his tone cold and murderous: "Just relying on you trash?"
Lin Yao hurriedly stopped him anxiously: "Mo Bai..."
"It's okay, Dad. I can handle it."
Lin Mobai raised his head, and at that moment, a crazy murderous intent that captivated his heart suddenly shot out from his dark eyes.
The murderous intent continued to burn in Lin Mobai's chest until it boiled.
The air around seemed to freeze at this moment.
"You're a fucking asshole, you think you can solve this, fuck!"
A bald man cursed and raised his fist to hit Huang Song hard amid the cheers of his group.
"Bang"
Just when everyone was still discussing whether this punch would break the boy's skull, a loud crash interrupted them.
The bald man's fist stopped less than half a meter away from Lin Mobai's forehead, but he did not stop on his own initiative. Instead, he could not move forward because he was blocked by Lin Mobai's fist.
The two fists collided with each other. It seemed that Lin Mobai's fist was a whole circle smaller than the bald man's. Normally speaking, there was no suspense as to who was stronger.
"What happened, who won?"
"Need I say more? Wang Gang is known as the Iron Fist, but that kid was able to block Wang Gang's punch, which is pretty impressive."
But at this moment, Wang Gang's face began to twitch, because he could clearly feel that at least three of his finger bones were broken.
At this time, Wang Gang could no longer bear the pain, his mouth opened wide, and his miserable screams resounded throughout the Qinghe Lijing Community.
Lin Mobai had no expression on his face. He kicked out and broke both of Wang Gang's knees.
"thump-"
The screams didn't last long before Wang Gang couldn't bear it anymore. He closed his eyes and fainted on the ground.
Looking at Wang Gang twisted on the ground, everyone present was terrified.
Lin Mobai slowly raised his head, his cold eyes locked on Huang Song: "Next, it's your turn."
Just this one look was enough to send shudders down the spine of everyone behind him.
"Don't just stand there, come on."
Huang Song shouted loudly: "Whoever can defeat this guy today, I will reward him with 100,000 yuan, regardless of the number of people he can fight with. No matter how good he is at fighting, he is just one man."
"rub"
The remaining burly men all rushed forward, wielding steel pipes and other weapons.
"You are overestimating your own abilities."
There was a hint of teasing in Lin Mobai's eyes, and he instantly rushed into the crowd like a tiger.
"Click"
"Click"
“Click…”
The sounds of bones breaking, screams, and wails were endless.
These social thugs just rely on their numbers and physical advantages to bully ordinary people. I didn't expect to meet such a tough guy today.
Lin Mobai, who is at the third level of Qi Refining, has used the true Qi in his Dantian to strengthen his bones, physical strength, and power to the point where he is extremely tough and powerful. He is simply not comparable to this group of mortal ants.
The gap is like heaven and earth.
In less than five minutes.
In the front yard of the villa, there were many big men lying paralyzed on the ground, almost all of them had broken hands and feet!
Huang Song originally thought that he had the strength of numbers and could beat up this ignorant boy, but in the end, among such a large group of big men, he was the only one left standing.
"You didn't learn your lesson last time, so this time I'll make sure you never forget it!"
The raging fire of murderous intent was spreading in Lin Mobai's eyes.
At this moment, Huang Song's eyes were filled with fear and despair: "I warn you not to mess around, Mr. Li will not forgive you..."
Snap—
A loud slap was heard. The force of the slap was so fierce that blood immediately flowed from all his seven orifices. He was disoriented for a moment.
Lin Mobai grabbed Huang Song's throat with one hand and lifted him up.
"Ahem, let...let me go."