Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 1178 - 592: Blind to Talent (Part 2)

"You..." Roger's face flushed red with anger, but due to fear of Lin Beichen's might, he couldn't utter a word.

"It seems there's nothing left to say." Lin Beichen shook his head and said, "I thought your Luo Family was impressive. Is this all? Is this all?"

"I haven't even exerted much force, and you're already down. This is not satisfying at all. If I'd known you were so fragile, I wouldn't have bothered to act personally, it's truly a waste of my time."

As Lin Beichen spoke, he walked over, and amidst the terrified cries of the Luo father and son, he kicked them down, each with a single kick, then helped them put on their silver bracelets. He was just about to call Xia Luyao to lead the team inside.

"Thud, thud."

At that moment, heavy footsteps suddenly echoed, followed by a voice with a strange accent in everyone's ears: "It seems I arrived a little late."

Everyone turned towards the voice and saw a burly middle-aged man, nearly two meters tall, approaching from outside. His face was somewhat dark, and his facial features had a resemblance to people from Miluo.

He wore clothing typical of Miluo, and beneath the loose garments were muscles both robust and explosive.

"Zuo Zhipeng, why are you only arriving now? Don't you know if you came a bit later, my son and I would be headed for jail?" Roger, upon seeing the man, was first delighted, then immediately began cursing.

No wonder he was so furious. Upon learning of Lin Beichen's appearance, he had already called this boxing champion to hurry over.

He was in the villa next door, just a few steps away, and by all logic, this guy should have arrived sooner. But he arrived only when Roger and his family were about to be taken away.

What was he trying to do?

Was he trying to use this opportunity to manipulate Roger for more benefits?

Or did he simply want to see Roger embarrassed?

No matter the reason, Roger was extremely dissatisfied with this behavior and showed his displeasure on his face.

"Sorry, I received a call from back home on the way here." Zuo Zhipeng nonchalantly walked up to Roger and said, "Besides, you're not in trouble, are you?"

Not in trouble?

Roger shook the silver bracelet on his hand. You call this "not in trouble"?

Roger really wanted to point at Zuo Zhipeng's nose and curse him out, but in the end, he held back. After all, he knew very well that his ability to get out of this depended on Zuo Zhipeng.

So, suppressing his dissatisfaction, Roger pointed at Lin Beichen and said to Zuo Zhipeng through clenched teeth, "Alright, I understand, so now can you take this kid down for me?"

"Of course." Zuo Zhipeng nodded and turned to Lin Beichen, scrutinizing him from head to toe, then said, "That white man I know, he's quite strong. You being able to take him down proves you're not weak. And being so young, you're a promising martial arts talent."

Zuo Zhipeng shook his head regretfully and sighed, "It's such a pity, if we met in different circumstances, I might set aside biases and take you as a disciple. But unfortunately, I already took Old Luo's fee, so you have to face death."

"Take me as a disciple?" Lin Beichen scoffed, "You think someone like you could be my master? Have you looked at yourself? Do you deserve it?"

The name Lin Beichen carries countless legends. With an enhanced system, his physical attributes have surpassed human limits, mastering various martial arts effortlessly, and his understanding of arrays has reached its pinnacle. Calling him a deity lingering among mortals is no exaggeration.

A mere mortal daring to take a god as a disciple is sheer madness.

"You're calling me a worthless bum? You're courting death!" The smile on Zuo Zhipeng's face instantly vanished, and with a flash, he appeared before Lin Beichen, raising a fist to deliver a powerful punch.

As the punch was thrown, a gale erupted, making it impossible for everyone to keep their eyes open.

Such an astonishing momentum is simply unbelievable.

Seeing this, the previously worried Roger couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, feeling secretly relieved.

How could this kid withstand such a powerful attack?

However, just when Roger and Zuo Zhipeng thought victory was certain, Lin Beichen suddenly lifted his leg, striking first despite acting later and delivered a fierce kick to Zuo Zhipeng's chest.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a deafening boom, Zuo Zhipeng let out a scream like an evil ghost, his entire body flying horizontally out a dozen meters like a rag doll swept up by the gale.

Lin Beichen retracted his foot, tilted his head in Roger's direction, and said indifferently, "Anyone else?"

Subsequently, Lin Beichen effortlessly dealt with the Luo father and son and over a dozen Luo family members before returning to his hotel room, lounging in his chair, sipping wine, savoring this rare moment of tranquility.

Little did Lin Beichen know, a storm initiated by him was rapidly spreading through the high circles of Port City.

In the Chen Family, Chen Er had been waiting by the phone, receiving the news at the first possible moment. He let out two excited laughs, then dashed over to the elder Mr. Chen, shouting excitedly, "Dad, Roger's been caught! Not just him, but his brothers, sons, nephews—none of them got away!"

"What?" The elder Mr. Chen looked up abruptly, incredulously asking, "They've all been caught? How is that possible? Who led the team?"

The elder Mr. Chen's surprise was understandable; though the Luo Family had made a significant mistake this time, they have been rooted in Port City for decades. By all accounts, they should not have been so easily captured.

Yet, the facts were undeniable— the Luo Family was entirely apprehended. Without some conspiracy at play, the elder Mr. Chen wouldn't believe it.

"It was people from that Lin guy's group who first caught Roger." Chen Er replied.

"No wonder." The elder Mr. Chen pondered for a while and then said, "Immediately initiate our countermeasures."

"Yes." Chen Er replied, about to turn around and leave, but was called back by the elder Mr. Chen. With a serious expression, the elder Mr. Chen said, "Be cautious and act appropriately. Before that kid leaves, do not stir up trouble. Otherwise, we'll end up like the Luo Family today."

Meanwhile, in the Wang Family villa, Wang Peng, who was celebrating with friends, was stunned upon receiving the news. Under the astonished gazes of confidants, he slapped himself hard in the face, the pain proving it wasn't a dream.

The Luo Family was gone.

Including Patriarch Roger, everyone was apprehended.

How is this possible?

Though the Wang Family is also one of the Four Families, the Luo Family's power far surpasses the Wang Family. Their status in Port City is akin to that of a local tyrant, feared by all.

Yet now, this colossus crumbled silently, with even Roger, the old fox, trapped.

This is simply inconceivable.

"I can see it now, this kid is a disaster. Wherever he goes, trouble follows." Wang Peng murmured, looking at the photos handed over by his subordinates, "He was always fighting this one or that one, and now he even sent Roger in. The scary part is the terrifying forces supporting him. As long as we have no justice on our side, we dare not act against him."

"No, he must not stay here. Otherwise, one day he will come for us."

The next day, rain began to fall, and the temperature dropped significantly. After a simple breakfast at the hotel, Lin Beichen grabbed his car keys and headed out to buy some clothes.

However, just as he reached the parking lot, he saw a familiar figure emerging from a car.