?23: Chapter 023: SEAL Team Leader – Wang Hailong 23: Chapter 023: SEAL Team Leader – Wang Hailong Lan Kexin was very angry.

    Even if she hated Ning Fan, and even though Ning Fan was a shameless jerk, no one around her pointed out any of Ning Fan’s good qualities.

    When she was being bullied by Zheng Fuhua, none of her sisters intervened; they all stayed far away.

    Just because the Zheng Family’s power was great, did they have to sell her out?

    If it weren’t for Ning Fan’s intervention, she didn’t know to what extent she would have been bullied by Zheng Fuhua.

    At least Ning Fan helped her at the critical moment, allowing her to escape from Zheng Fuhua’s clutches!

    Ning Fan was many times better than these so-called sisters.

    Lan Kexin coldly glared at these sisters, who still didn’t shut their mouths, continuing to speak ill of Ning Fan.

    Lan Kexin angrily said, “All of you shut up!”

    Only then did the sisters stop talking, but seeing that Lan Kexin wouldn’t listen to them, they all stayed away from her, not wanting to provoke Huo Yunkuang.

    They didn’t want to offend the two groups because of Lan Kexin; it was wiser to leave early.

    Lan Kexin snorted, realizing she had thought of these people as close sisters and true friends.

    “Is he sick or something?”

    Glancing again at Ning Fan beside her, Lan Kexin was stunned for a long while, as Ning Fan still appeared unconcerned.

    With so many people warning him, didn’t he realize that his trouble was big enough to pierce the heavens?

    “At this time, he should be dragging me to run away…”

    Thinking about this, Lan Kexin suddenly shook her head and chuckled bitterly to herself, wondering where her thoughts were going, what exactly was Ning Fan to her, and she didn’t want to get more involved with him.

    Recalling the events of the past few days, she frowned slightly, bit her lip gently, and couldn’t help but curse Ning Fan under her breath.

    Ning Fan remained indifferent, as if nothing concerned him.

    At this moment, a gloomy voice rang out from the crowd.

    “Humph, so young yet so vicious in action, do you really think you’re beyond reproach?”

    The crowd parted to make way, all looking back.

    A middle-aged man in a suit approached, a Xue Family cigar clenched in his teeth, his gaze icy cold.

    Huo Yunkuang, already furious, suddenly saw the newcomer and his eyes lit up, a smile breaking through his fierce expression, which made him look even more terrifying.

    Huo Yunkuang joyfully said, “Brother Long, you’ve come!”

    The newcomer was none other than Wang Hailong, one of the bar’s managers.

    A very terrifying and fearsome person!

    Wang Hailong nodded slightly and said, “Yunkuang, I know all about it.”

    His words exuded a boundless dominance, making everyone feel that a major turmoil was coming, something more terrifying than before was about to happen.

    This was not without reason.

    Huo Yunkuang knew full well how fearsome Wang Hailong was.

    Wang Hailong, the King of Soldiers among special forces, had served overseas with extraordinary strength!

    Having been through the Gulf War, the Iraq War, and the Norway Incursion, he had shown exceptional prowess in combat!

    He had also participated in two overseas leader decapitation missions, completing them flawlessly.

    As the manager of this bar, Wang Hailong was often elusive, seldom seen not only by the bar’s patrons but even by Huo Yunkuang.

    Wang Hailong’s appearance this time meant that a storm was brewing; where there was a Dragon, there would be wind and rain.

    Huo Yunkuang was very clear about this, sneering as he glanced at Ning Fan, then sweeping his gaze over the gasping crowd.

    Then he called out to Wang Hailong, “Brother Long, cripple this kid for me!

    I want him dead!!!”

    As soon as Huo Yunkuang’s words were spoken, everyone immediately held their breath, not daring to breathe too loudly.

    Such a mysterious character appearing, the arrogant Ning Fan had reached his end, and he was definitely going to die a gruesome death!

    Wang Hailong slowly approached Ning Fan, the red glow of his cigar tracing a cruel arc in the air.

    The crowd was silent, awaiting the foreseeable outcome.

    Ning Fan sensed something and glanced indifferently at Wang Hailong, and then that was it.

    Ning Fan only looked at Wang Hailong once, no different from the look he gave Huo Yunkuang before, and after that glance, he paid no further attention to him,

    The bar was silent as Ning Fan leisurely sipped his drink.

    Gurgle…

    The rhythmic sound of his Adams apple was smooth, without a hint of disarray or panic.

    Setting down his glass, Ning Fan picked up a slice of apple from the fruit plate and gently chewed on it.

    Rustle…

    The sound of chewing wasn’t loud, but in the quiet of the bar, it was especially grating.

    At this moment, everyone couldn’t help but swallow their saliva, tense to madness over Ning Fan’s disregard and ignoring of Wang Hailong…

    Wang Hailong’s eyes turned cold, anger rising in his heart, his gaze suddenly swept with a hint of murderous intent.

    “Young man, being too hot-tempered isn’t good!”

    Suddenly, Wang Hailong moved behind the protagonist using a strange step, and swung his fist toward the back of the protagonist’s head.

    The punch made the air crackle, the sound of the wind was terrifying.

    Whoosh…

    Wang Hailong was slightly stunned: there was no one under his fist.

    Ning Fan had already left his seat at some unknown time, avoiding his heavy punch.

    Ning Fan looked leisurely at Wang Hailong, his expression indifferent.

    Distraught, Wang Hailong swung his fist again toward Ning Fan’s face, a direct frontal assault.

    Whoosh…

    Another burst of wind swept by as Ning Fan once again dodged Wang Hailong’s fist.

    Fearing being inadvertently injured by Wang Hailong’s fist, which could likely result in not being able to stand up again, the patrons of the bar hurriedly retreated, clearing a large space.

    For a moment, Wang Hailong felt baffled, but his anger left him no room to think further.

    His fists flew like the wind and his kicks struck like lightning, using masterful fighting skills, every hit was heavy.

    Ning Fan perfectly dodged all of Wang Hailong’s punches and kicks, one by one. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    The crowd was repeatedly shocked.

    Wang Hailong, this fearsome and terrible man, couldn’t harm Ning Fan?

    “Ah…

    Isn’t this man the former King of Soldiers?

    How come he can’t defeat even Ning Fan?!”

    During the fight, someone exclaimed in a low voice.

    It wasn’t just him who found it unbelievable, others were also dumbstruck, as one punch from Wang Hailong could end a man’s life, yet he was helpless against Ning Fan.

    The crowd was increasingly puzzled as Wang Hailong’s attacks grew faster and fiercer.

    Whoosh whoosh…

    The more certain they became, the more they understood that Wang Hailong simply couldn’t hit Ning Fan, even though his punches and belligerence brought a fierce wind, he still couldn’t injure Ning Fan.

    “No, that kid is only dodging, what kind of skill is that!”

    When the crowd heard someone pointing this out and looked more closely, it indeed seemed to be so.

    Ning Fan was merely evading attacks all along, swiftly dodging each time Wang Hailong struck, never fighting back.

    Or perhaps, under Wang Hailong’s fierce assaults, he had no strength left to counterattack.

    On realizing this, the crowd saw Ning Fan in a less impressive light, thinking he was merely being toyed with by Wang Hailong, and that sooner or later he was bound to be defeated by Wang Hailong.

    But Wang Hailong himself didn’t see it that way.

    He was not playing with Ning Fan.

    On the contrary, he felt that he was being toyed with by Ning Fan.

    Every punch he threw was dodged, every kick evaded, making him more and more furious.

    While relentlessly attacking, he scoffed, “Young man, do you only know how to dodge?

    Show me your real skill.

    Show me what makes you so arrogant!”

    Dodging a punch aimed at his ribs, Ning Fan looked indifferently at Wang Hailong and scoffed softly.

    “You are no match for me!”

    The crowd was stunned, sweating profusely at Ning Fan’s seemingly oblivious arrogance.

    Upon hearing these words, Wang Hailong became so angry that his veins bulged and his face, in his forties to fifties, twisted into an exceptionally fierce expression, his punches and kicks growing even more ferocious.