Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1394 - 1393

In ten seconds, Klaus’s three lackeys were already incapacitated. The white man in a suit couldn’t sit still any longer, and immediately ordered his two lackeys to attack. Clearly, he had confidence in his two men.

The two lackeys immediately rushed at Lin Fan, armed with knives. Both moved swiftly, attempting to flank Lin Fan from the left and right.

For an average person, it would be difficult to fend off such an attack. After all, these lackeys were skilled, and it would be hard for a normal person to avoid being pinched from both sides. It was evident they had confidence, despite their three companions being taken down by Lin Fan. They still believed they could defeat him.

But they thought too highly of themselves.

The next second, Lin Fan had already grabbed both of their heads with one hand each.

Bam!

He smashed their heads together, leaving them both with broken skulls, rolling their eyes, as if their brains had been shattered.

Seeing this, the white man’s expression changed, but he reacted quickly, leaping up to pull a gun from his waist and fired at Lin Fan.

Bam!

He finally managed to fire a shot.

But the bullet didn’t take Lin Fan’s life because it was all within Lin Fan’s plan. Instead, the shot hit one of his own lackeys.

Lin Fan held the two lackeys as human shields, advancing.

The white man in a suit tried to fire a second shot, but it was too late. Lin Fan had already flung his two lackeys away, reaching out to grab the man’s shoulder with one hand and his arm with the other.

Bam!

The white man in a suit pulled the trigger for a second shot, but it missed Lin Fan completely, instead hitting Klaus behind the desk.

Klaus had just stood up and drawn his gun, preparing to shoot Lin Fan from a distance. But he never expected everything to be within Lin Fan’s calculations.

Before he could fire his gun, he was hit in the arm by the second shot from the white man, letting out a scream, and his gun clattered to the floor.

Lin Fan snatched the gun from the white man in a suit and smashed it against his face, breaking his nose and causing blood to spurt out, leaving him dizzy.

Lin Fan grabbed him by the collar, lifted him, and threw him to the ground, then stepped on his stomach.

The man immediately vomited a mouthful of blood, glaring wide-eyed on the ground, unable to move.

Meanwhile, despite being shot, Klaus was still stubborn, attempting to pick up his fallen gun.

"Don’t pick it up, I’ll give you one!"

Lin Fan smiled and threw his gun.

It hit Klaus straight in the face, leaving him bruised and swollen. The next second, Lin Fan was at the desk, grabbing Klaus by the hair and smashing his head onto the desk. Bam! His forehead hit the desk glass, cracking it.

Klaus’s forehead was bleeding profusely.

Lin Fan sat on the desk, lifting Klaus’s head, and looked at him, "Had enough?"

Seeing Klaus not responding, Lin Fan slammed his head down again, repeatedly pounding it on the desk, bam bam bam, as if playing basketball. But it was Klaus’s head, and after a few smashes, Klaus was half-dead, his forehead covered in blood and glass shards, feeling excruciating pain.

If it continued, Klaus would be tortured to death by Lin Fan.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Klaus could no longer bear it, quickly shouting to stop.

Spectating this, Howard and Lucy were left wide-eyed in shock.

Howard trembled, cold sweat pouring down, not daring to move in the slightest, fearing any movement might lead Lin Fan to misunderstand and attack him. He was terrified and didn’t want any misunderstanding. Looking at the others’ fates, he shrunk his neck like a wooden man, wishing he were just a piece of wood.

Lucy, on the other hand, was trembling with excitement. Lin Fan was amazing. She had previously been worried about how Lin Fan would handle them, considering the opponents were numerous and Lin Fan was unarmed, seemingly at a disadvantage.

Now, she realized she had worried too much; she hadn’t needed to be concerned at all. Though they were numerous, they were as useless as cripples before Lin Fan, quickly dealt with by him.

Lin Fan stopped, letting go, and Klaus raised his head, showing a face full of blood, glass shards everywhere, a broken forehead, a crooked nose, and a swollen face, looking very pathetic.

Lin Fan smiled, "So, what do you think now, do you want to make the deal with me?"

Klaus was terrified, he wouldn’t dare say no. If he did, Lin Fan would push his head down again for more intimate contact with the glass shards.

In just a minute or so, Lin Fan had incapacitated all his men, even leaving him in this miserable state. He was truly frightened, fear emanating from his very bones.

"10 million it is, Howard, transfer the money to him!" Klaus said.

Howard looked at Lin Fan. Without his permission, he dared not move.

Lin Fan nodded and said, "Return the money to Allen’s account."

With Lin Fan’s permission, Howard dared to move, hurriedly opened his laptop, and soon transferred back 10 million Euros to Allen.

He had previously received 16 million Euros from Allen, but he hadn’t even warmed it before returning 10 million Euros.

"It’s been returned, sir," Howard cautiously said.

Lin Fan took out his phone and called Allen, "Check if 10 million has arrived?"

Allen, on the other end, was surprised, "Yes, I just received it. Mr. Lin, what’s going on?"

Lin Fan said, "I’ll explain later. Drive to the outside of the bar and wait for me."

Hanging up the phone, Lin Fan looked at Klaus again, "You brought this on yourself. I intended to pay for Lucy’s ransom, but you had to make a fuss."

Klaus bitterly smiled internally. How was he supposed to know Lin Fan was this formidable? Had he known, he would have agreed immediately instead of getting beaten up and losing 10 million Euros.

Klaus forced a smile, "Sir, the money is given to you, and she’s yours too. Are you leaving?"

Lin Fan smiled, "Not so fast."

There’s still some business unfinished.

"You filthy Asian, you dare treat me this way, just you wait!"

The white man lying on the ground finally caught his breath and threatened Lin Fan.

Lin Fan initially planned to ignore him, but since he spoke up, Lin Fan couldn’t pretend not to hear.

"Lucy, was it because this guy offended you that they almost cut your ear off?" Lin Fan asked Lucy.

Lucy nodded, glancing at the white man in a suit with hatred in her eyes.

Lin Fan picked up the gun on the table and handed it to Lucy, "Here, take it. Get your revenge however you see fit."

Upon hearing this, the white man lying on the ground almost wet himself in fear.