You Still Dare Point at Me?

"Damn it, you dare insult me? Brothers, beat him hard!"

Young Master Feng shouted with a dark expression. Several young men who had long been itching for a fight pulled steel pipes, clubs, and other weapons from their supercars and charged at Lu Fan.

"Holy shit!"

Lu Fan took a frightened step back. Seeing them about to rush him, he could only place all his hopes on Wicked Finger.

Lu Fan quickly pointed at the young man in front holding a steel pipe, silently chanting, Wicked Finger: Mad Rant.

Seeing Lu Fan still dare point at him at a time like this, the young man's anger shot straight to his head.

"Damn it, you still dare point at me? If I don't beat the shit out of you—ah..."

The guy suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence. His face turned crazed and deranged as he began howling incoherently.

His companions behind him had no idea what was going on. Only Zhu Yiqun suddenly felt a jolt in his heart. This scene seemed strangely familiar.

"Ah..."

The man hit by Lu Fan's Wicked Finger screamed. The next second, he opened his mouth and pointed at one of the lackeys beside him as he cursed:

"Hu Bing, you idiot! Is your brain full of water? You know I have a grudge against Lu Ming, yet you keep sucking up to him!"

"I hate petty people like you the most. But your girlfriend really is quite a slut. I've long since gotten to know her intimately."

"And not just this girlfriend. Every girlfriend you get from now on, I'm going to secretly sleep with too."

"And you, Du Hai. Your head looks like a donkey's head fished out of a pressure cooker. You're nothing but skin and bones. One look at you makes me lose my appetite."

"If it weren't for the fact that you're stupid enough to keep picking up the tab, I wouldn't hang out with a freak like you."

"And you..."

The guy pointed at every one of the brothers around him and cursed them out. Their faces darkened, and their eyes blazed with sky-high fury, as if they were about to rush him and fight him to the death the next second.

Zhu Yiqun stared dumbfounded at his companion performing the exact same routine. He only had the surname Zhu; his intelligence had nothing to do with pigs. How could he not see that Lu Fan was behind this?

Before he lost it at noon, Lu Fan had pointed at him in the same bizarre way. Then, right in front of several hundred students at Long University, he had started spouting nonsense and blurted out everything that had been bottled up inside him, earning himself a savage beating.

Just now, he had clearly seen Lu Fan point at his companion again, and then that companion instantly began firing off one explosive revelation after another.

At that thought, Zhu Yiqun looked at Lu Fan with utter terror. It was even more frightening than seeing a vicious ghost in broad daylight.

It was not only Zhu Yiqun who understood what was happening. Liu Ruyan, who had experienced it twice as well, widened her eyes in shock.

She had witnessed two bizarre incidents in a single day, and both times Lu Fan had inexplicably pointed at someone. Wasn't that enough to prove something?

She looked at Young Master Feng, who was still cursing madly, then at Lu Fan's smug face beside her. Her eyes narrowed as she wondered about something.

"Damn, this skill is way too devastating. I even thought it was useless before."

"From now on, whenever I see someone I don't like, I'll give them one of these and make them embarrass themselves beyond all hope."

Lu Fan muttered, grabbed Liu Ruyan, and slipped into the Ferrari. If he stayed any longer, he feared he would laugh himself to death.

At that moment, Young Master Feng had already been pinned to the ground and savagely beaten by several brothers who had lost their minds after being cursed. They beat him until he cried for his parents.

Yet even as he screamed miserably, his mouth did not stop, because the skill lasted for three minutes.

Until the time was up, anyone affected by the skill would absolutely not stop.

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Liu Ruyan slammed on the gas, and the Ferrari shot forward with an earth-shaking roar.

"Stop that idiot!"

Seeing Lu Fan trying to flee, Young Master Feng broke free from his brothers' fists and kicks, then rushed forward to block the Ferrari's path.

Zhu Yiqun hid behind a pillar fifty meters away. He did not even have the courage to get closer, terrified that Lu Fan would point a finger at him again.

As for those companions rushing toward the Ferrari, I admire your courage. But asking me to go up there? Not in this lifetime!

Liu Ruyan's face turned ugly as she hit the brakes. She did not dare run them over. If anything happened to even one of them, it would mean enormous trouble for her.

"Damn it, you still dare block my way? You're courting death!"

Lu Fan, in the passenger seat, cursed angrily, rolled down the window, and pointed directly at Young Master Feng, who was hopping around the most enthusiastically.

"Here it comes again!"

Fifty meters away, Zhu Yiqun shuddered as he screamed wildly in his heart. Lu Fan had really pointed his finger again.

Liu Ruyan, in the driver's seat, also widened her eyes. She was now confirming the suspicion in her heart.

"Ah!"

Young Master Feng, standing in front of the Ferrari, suddenly changed expression. Then, with a foolish look on his face, he began belting out a song at the top of his lungs.

The key was that his singing was eight times worse than the braying of a crazed donkey. Its destructive power exceeded five stars, leaving the brothers around him dumbfounded.

After finishing the song, the guy actually began recounting all the illegal and criminal things he had done in the past, exposing every last one of them.

He revealed all his dark history, including sneaking into the girls' dormitory during school to steal underwear like mad, hiring prostitutes, sleeping with his sister-in-law, and more.

The familiar scene played out again. Young Master Feng's five companions were utterly dumbfounded. No matter how stupid they were, they had figured something out.

Lu Fan had made no effort to hide it when he pointed at people those two times. He had done it right in front of everyone.

The five companions let out startled cries and turned around, running for their lives.

Only after three minutes did Young Master Feng come back to his senses. Remembering his idiotic performance just now—

"I was wrong... Please spare me... I'll never dare do it again... Young Master Lu, spare me..."

Young Master Feng was no idiot. He had obviously guessed that this was Lu Fan's doing. Just now, his mind had gone blank, and he had involuntarily begun spouting nonsense. He absolutely did not want to experience that again.

That was only because the duration had been short. Otherwise, he feared he would have revealed even the deepest secrets buried in his heart.

"Hurry up and drive. Do you still want to stay here a while longer?"

Lu Fan shot Liu Ruyan a smug glare. She did not dare make a sound, sharply turned the wheel, and slammed on the gas. The Ferrari sped past Young Master Feng.

As the Ferrari turned, they found one of Young Master Feng's companions standing in front of them. Lu Fan assumed the guy was there to block them, so he rolled down the window and pointed at him.

"Mom! I'm not playing anymore..."

The young man Lu Fan pointed at let out a collapsed scream, turned around, and ran for his life.

Judging by his speed, he had clearly pushed his body to its limits. Even if the world's fastest sprinter showed up, he could probably go two rounds with him.

"Good. At least you know what's good for you!"

Only then did Lu Fan withdraw his finger in satisfaction. All three chances had been used up today. He had merely meant to scare that guy, but unexpectedly, he had cooperated quite well.