The Big Beard clenched his fist and swung it straight toward Lin Yi.
Lin Yi casually blocked it, grabbing the opponent’s fist.
Then he kicked the opponent right in the crotch!
Ah—
A more intense scream followed, as the Big Beard clutched his crotch in agony, his facial features contorting with pain!
At exactly this moment, his companions closed in.
One person went to support the Big Beard, while another glared fiercely at Lin Yi.
"Damn you, I’m going to kill you!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a knife, clearly intending to kill Lin Yi!
"Really, why resort to knives? It’s so uncivilized."
As he spoke, Lin Yi extended his hand, grabbed the other’s wrist, pressed it onto the bar table, and deftly snatched the dagger, pinning it to the table!
Ah—
Another scream echoed throughout the bar.
Now the people in the bar realized something was amiss.
This Asian man was much harder to deal with than they had imagined.
Subconsciously, many in the bar stood up, glaring menacingly at Lin Yi.
Ready to act violently at any provocation.
"Guys, one of us has been bullied, we absolutely can’t let him get away."
The Big Beard’s other companion shouted.
The men in the bar were eager to move, closing in on Lin Yi.
Ning Che, meanwhile, retreated quietly to the side like a femme fatale, waiting to watch the show.
At this moment, a crisp yet deep voice came through.
"Wait a minute."
Hearing the voice, everyone in the bar paused their actions, turned to look at the speaker, and Lin Yi and Ning Che also turned to see who it was.
The speaker was a man in his forties, with golden hair, dressed quite appropriately, giving off a faint sense of a gentleman at first glance.
Such attire was also completely out of place with the bar’s overall atmosphere.
Under everyone’s gaze, the middle-aged man slowly stood up and walked towards Lin Yi.
"Have you trained in Yan Country Kung Fu?"
"A bit, do you want to give it a try?" Lin Yi asked with a smile.
"No, no, no, I have no interest in that."
The middle-aged man explained, then took out a business card from his pocket.
"I’m called Gruda, a boxer manager, are you interested in earning some extra cash?"
Taking the business card, Lin Yi glanced at it, then looked at the man called Gruda before him.
"How do I earn it?"
"There’s a fight downstairs."
Gruda gestured to the basement corridor beside them:
"I can handle everything for you, and then you go down and compete. We split the winnings fifty-fifty, how about it?"
"No problem, I can go take a look."
Lin Yi had already lost interest in these people before him.
Although this bar was not clean, these people here should all be tourists.
Even if he subdued them all, it might not serve his purpose.
Now another opportunity had presented itself, perhaps checking it out would yield some new results.
Seeing Lin Yi agree, the middle-aged man turned to the others.
"Sorry everyone, he’s my boxer now, let’s not hold grudges about what just happened, after all, it was just self-defense."
Gruda seemed to hold significant sway, and once he spoke, the others in the bar all backed down one after another.
"Come with me, I’ll take you to earn some money."
Lin Yi nodded and went downstairs with Ning Che and Gruda.
The stairs were somewhat crude and not long, making a turn brought them to the basement.
A few meters ahead stood a tightly sealed door.
Standing there, one could hear slight sounds of commotion.