Worthy of the Silver Cudgel Lin Fan

"Ah, it really is He Sen."

"Isn't he the Hall Master of Loyalty Hall? He's known for being ferocious and ruthless. How did he end up in a prison cart?"

"Look at him, covered in blood. He must have been tortured."

"Not only that, look at the color of He Sen's pants. Are they dark yellow? That's definitely excrement. It means He Sen was beaten until he pooped himself."

"...?"

In the crowd, a burly man looked proudly at his masterpiece. The wolf-tooth rocket launcher he forged truly lived up to its reputation.

At this moment.

Yang Ming, riding a horse, held his head high and chest out, basking in the gaze of the commoners. He was so proud.

He finally felt the sense of accomplishment he'd been seeking after becoming a constable, despite his parents' objections.

Captain Song took in the commoners' gazes. It was an excitement he had never seen before. The capture of He Sen and his men was what the people wanted.

He looked at Lin Fan.

He knew this kid could fight, but he hadn't expected him to be so daring. He knew a storm was coming, and as the captain, his only role was to take responsibility.

He absolutely could not bow his head under pressure.

Having been in the Security Bureau for so many years, he realized he had never arrested any real troublemakers. The big shots who plagued Yong'an City and shamelessly exploited the people had already colluded.

He wanted to deal with them, but he lacked the ability.

Just wearing a uniform and carrying a saber at his waist didn't mean one could do whatever they pleased. If it were that simple, they wouldn't even know how they died.

Suddenly.

The horse stopped.

A commoner stepped in front of the procession and knelt down with a thud. "Sir, may I ask what crime He Sen committed?"

Lin Fan was surprised. He thought it was someone causing trouble, but seeing the anger in the man's eyes, he was clearly a victim.

"He trespassed into a private residence and attempted to defile a respectable young lady. We apprehended him on the spot." Lin Fan's voice was loud and clear, reaching all directions, wanting all the commoners to hear.

"Sir, then, what punishment will he receive?" Wang Ding asked, his voice trembling.

At these words.

The surrounding commoners all pricked up their ears to listen.

They all

But a commoner whispered, "What punishment? He'll probably be locked up for a while and then released. Big shots like He Sen have plenty of people protecting them."

The surrounding commoners nodded silently at this. It made sense.

Seeing He Sen paraded in a prison cart was enough to prove that the constables before them were different from others, at least an improvement.

But when they heard Lin Fan's words.

They were stunned.

"At least hanging," Lin Fan said casually.

Wang Ding remained kneeling, his eyes wide.

Hanging? Hanging?

"Hahaha..." Wang Ding laughed, tears streaming down his face. "Sir, if you can truly have He Sen executed by hanging, then from this day forward, my life belongs to you."

"What do I want your life for? Get up. I know you have grievances. It's alright, I will see justice done for you," Lin Fan said.

Wang Ding kowtowed heavily, then got up and stepped aside.

He Sen, slumped in the prison cart, let out a roar, "Lin, don't think you can kill me. Even if I defiled her, it was an attempt. You can't kill me."

Splat!

An egg flew through the air and burst on He Sen's head. It was thrown by Wang Ding, who had sold eggs.

Lin Fan ignored He Sen and looked at Wang Ding. "Was that a good egg?"

"Reporting to sir, it was a good egg."

"Then why did you throw a good egg at him? Wouldn't it be better to save it to eat or sell?"

"Sir, I hate him to the bone."

"There are so many broken stones and rocks by the roadside, and so much free excrement in the latrines. If you were bold enough, you could have grabbed a handful of shit and fed it to him, and I wouldn't say anything,"

Lin Fan shook his head, lamenting the waste of good things.

To Wang Ding, Lin Fan's words were like a sudden enlightenment. He understood immediately and hurried away. When he returned, the surroundings reeked of filth. Wang Ding was holding a handful of excrement and nimbly climbed onto the prison cart. Under He Sen's murderous gaze, he shoved the handful of excrement directly into He Sen's mouth.

"Eat shit."

He forced He Sen to gag repeatedly.

The crowd gasped at the sight.

That was damn ruthless.

Lin Fan felt a chill run down its spine. A ruthless person, this definitely stems from a deep-seated hatred, like matricide.

Suddenly.

Footsteps approached.

"Make way, make way."

Lin Fan looked ahead and saw a group of officers appear, led by Chen Xingzhi. He had a grim expression, furious. As soon as he left home that morning, he learned that Lin Fan, in its audacity, had arrested He Sen.

Upon arriving at the Security Bureau, he intended to reprimand Lin Fan and have the prisoner handed over to him.

Who would have thought that this scoundrel would parade the arrested person through the streets?

This enraged him.

He rushed over with his men.

Before Lin Fan could speak, Chen Xingzhi roared, "Lin Fan, you audacious fool! As a Rookie Officer, who gave you the right to parade someone through the streets? Dismount, disarm, and strip off your uniform immediately!"

The surrounding citizens exchanged glances.

They felt something was about to change. They all knew who Chen Xingzhi was – a Headman at the Security Bureau. Although Song Qing was also a Headman, he was no match for Chen Xingzhi.

Just as Song Qing was about to say something, Lin Fan raised a hand to interrupt him, dismounted, and walked calmly in front of Chen Xingzhi.

"Headman Chen, you're here to protect He Sen, aren't you?" Lin Fan asked.

"Insolent! Didn't you hear what I said? I told you to disarm and strip off your uniform, and get back to the Security Bureau to await punishment," Chen Xingzhi fumed. He couldn't believe a mere Rookie Officer dared to challenge him.

This was preposterous, utterly preposterous.

He Sen, locked in the prisoner cart, knew someone had come to rescue him. He secretly vowed to make Lin Fan pay a heavy price.

He absolutely would.

Lin Fan smiled and raised a hand, clenching its fist and waving it in front of Chen Xingzhi.

"Headman Chen, do you know what this is?" Lin Fan asked.

"A fist."

"Congratulations, you're correct. Here's a punch for you."

As soon as the words fell.

Lin Fan threw a punch, landing squarely on Chen Xingzhi's face. With a bang, Chen Xingzhi's features contorted, his face caved in, and he was knocked unconscious.

After falling to the ground, two streams of blood flowed from his nose.

Silence. Utter silence.

Ah!

Ah!

The scene unfolded too quickly for anyone to react.

The accompanying officers were stunned, their eyes wide, looking at Lin Fan as if they had seen a ghost. Chen Xingzhi's confidant trembled and raised a hand, "You… how dare you?"

Lin Fan snorted, "Take him and get lost. Damn it, I'm parading a prisoner, and you lot dare to obstruct me? Do you really think I won't beat you?"

The accompanying officers were intimidated.

Song Qing's eyelids twitched, staring blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

Yang Ming couldn't help but mutter, "Holy crap, Brother is too fierce. Master, this… this won't cause trouble, right?"

"What do you think?"

Song Qing didn't know what to say.

He couldn't understand how Lin Fan dared to do this.

You are a Rookie Officer now, and he's a Headman. Even if I, Song Qing, had a lot of influence, I'm afraid I couldn't handle this situation.

"Continue the parade," Lin Fan waved its hand grandly.

The prisoner cart continued forward.

The citizens cheered.

"Officer Lin is awesome!"

"Long live Lord Lin!"

"……"

In a teahouse by the street.

Qin Si and Peng Chang stared in shock at the scene below and couldn't help but say:

"As expected of Silver Cudgel Lin Fan."

"It's truly lawless."

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