Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1411 - 1410

Night, London, inside a luxurious villa.

A stern-looking middle-aged white man is sitting in a study, in front of him on the desk lies a gun, a gun that’s been twisted into a lump of scrap metal.

The middle-aged white man stares at the gun, lost in silence.

On the sofa are several white men seated, and another white man with a face full of scars is standing; if Lin Fan were here, he would recognize that the standing man is Klaus from the Iron Fist Gang.

This is the home of the Iron Fist Gang’s boss, and the man sitting behind the desk is the boss of the Iron Fist Gang. The ones seated on the sofa are all key members of the gang.

"You saw with your own eyes that he bent the gun with his bare hands?" The boss of the Iron Fist Gang finally shifted his gaze to Klaus.

Klaus said, "Yes, boss."

The boss of the Iron Fist Gang fell silent once again, seemingly deep in thought.

"Boss, we can’t just let this go. Not only did this person take one of our girls, but he also extorted us for 10 million Euros, and most unforgivably, he insulted the dignity of our Iron Fist Gang, leaving us utterly humiliated, making you lose face, boss; we absolutely cannot let him get away with this!" A burly white man seated said loudly, full of righteous indignation.

The boss of the Iron Fist Gang looked at the burly man and said, "Then what do we do? I’m leaving this task to you; go and kill this Asian kid, how about it?"

The burly man found everyone looking at him, realizing something seemed amiss, but it was too late to back down now, so he could only brace himself, pat his chest, and say, "No problem, boss, leave it to me!"

The boss of the Iron Fist Gang said, "What’s your plan?"

The burly man said, "I’ll get the money back, retrieve the girl, and then kill him to vent our Iron Fist Gang’s anger!"

The boss of the Iron Fist Gang said, "Are you confident? Do you have a hundred percent chance of success? Because if you can’t handle him, he’ll come looking for me. If you mess up, I might have to take your head and apologize to him."

"This..." Cold sweat broke out on the burly man’s forehead.

He finally realized he had been rash.

He certainly didn’t have a hundred percent chance of success; he didn’t think he was much stronger than Klaus, just look at Klaus’s miserable state.

If he went up against Lin Fan, his outcome might be even worse than Klaus’s, and he would implicate the boss because Lin Fan had warned Klaus that if the Iron Fist Gang caused him more trouble, he would directly come to the boss’s door.

"Boss, can we really just let this slide? When have we ever swallowed such indignity!" The burly man said stubbornly.

The boss of the Iron Fist Gang said, "Of course, we can’t just let it slide, but we can’t act recklessly. We must have a solid plan before seeking retaliation!"

As he said this, the boss of the Iron Fist Gang glanced at everyone and said, "Listen to me, without my orders, no one is to rashly provoke this Asian kid!"

"Understood!" The crowd nodded repeatedly, and the burly man could only nod in agreement.

The boss of the Iron Fist Gang’s eyes fell back on that gun, muttering, "Who the hell is this kid, damn impressive!"

At this moment, Lin Fan was in Barcelona, Spain. He had sneaked aboard the yacht before it left the dock.

Seeing that Eastern European man in a suit, Lin Fan knew he had found the right place; these people were most likely the Earth Wolf Gang.

If Li Zixia had already been harmed, following the Earth Wolf Gang’s usual practice, they might sell Li Zixia on the spot just like Lucy. As long as he found this Earth Wolf Gang, he could find out Li Zixia’s whereabouts.

Lin Fan wasn’t in a hurry to make a move. Watching the yacht left the dock, sailing further and further away, with no one around, Lin Fan then revealed himself.

The first to discover Lin Fan was a patrolling man, who was startled to see an unfamiliar Asian face.

"Who are you?" the man shouted.

Yet in the next second, Lin Fan punched him to the ground.

The man’s shout attracted the attention of his companions, who quickly gathered, and they too discovered Lin Fan.

Of course, these people were no match for Lin Fan, who quickly took care of them, heading straight for the cabin.

Inside the cabin were the Eastern European man in a suit, a burly man, and two lackeys.

They’d all heard the commotion outside.

"What’s going on, go check it out," the suited Eastern European man said.

The burly man got up, drawing a gun with a click as he chambered a round.

The two lackeys also drew guns, heading out first.

They saw Lin Fan and were about to raise their guns, but two fists came at them, hitting them square in the face, causing their noses to burst and them to collapse.

The burly man saw Lin Fan as well, raising his gun to shoot, but Lin Fan kicked it, sending the gun flying.

The suited Eastern European man jumped in fright at this sight.

"Who the hell are you?" the burly man glared at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was about to reply when he heard banging and a woman’s cries from the nearby room.

Lin Fan’s face darkened, saying, "Get lost!"

The burly man did not get lost; he flipped his hand to reveal a folding knife, quickly stabbing towards Lin Fan. He only wanted to kill Lin Fan, never considering getting lost, for he believed he could kill Lin Fan.

He would soon regret this decision; maybe if he obediently got lost, he wouldn’t have ended up so badly.

The knife he stabbed quickly did not touch Lin Fan, as Lin Fan grabbed his wrist; with a crushing force, there was a chilling sound of bones fracturing.

The burly man’s hand bones had been crushed by Lin Fan, the folding knife dropping to the ground, caught by Lin Fan in his other hand, who then used the handle to smash it into the man’s throat.

With his hand bones crushed, the burly man was about to let out a scream, but before he could, the choke hit stopped him short, his face turning beet red, then ashen as he began suffocating.

As soon as Lin Fan let go, he crashed to the ground, motionless.

The suited Eastern European man’s face was pale with fright, and seeing Lin Fan look his way, he hurriedly raised his hands, "I have no intention of fighting you."

Lin Fan said coolly, "Come over."

The suited Eastern European man didn’t want to go but didn’t dare to disobey, so he reluctantly approached Lin Fan, holding his hands up to show he was compliant.

Lin Fan grabbed him, taking him to the door of the room from which the screams came. He kicked the door open, holding the suited Eastern European man as a shield against anyone inside opening fire. If shots were fired, this man would serve as a human shield, buying Lin Fan time to strike back.

The door was kicked open, but no gunshots rang out. In stark view, a bald middle-aged white man was forcefully holding an Asian woman to the ground, sitting on her, his hands tightly gripping hers, with a sinister laugh.

Antonio!

"Scream all you want, nobody’s coming to save you!" Antonio said smugly.

Just then, the door was kicked open.

Antonio was startled, instinctively turning his head to see Lin Fan’s icy gaze.