Beauty's Supreme Expert

Lin Fann's voice echoed in the room. While it shocked the high-energy couple, it also made Nangong Yun's face turn cold.    

"You, what did you say?"    

His frightful eyes looked like he was about to eat Lin Fann. Nangong Yun scolded angrily: "You dare insult our Nangong Family?"    

"Nangong Yun, you misunderstood me."    

Shaking his head, Lin Fann had an innocent look on his face: "I'm just speaking the truth, in my eyes your Nangong Family is just a fart."    

It's just a fart, it's just a fart …    

"You are courting death."    

He slammed his palm on the table beside him, causing it to shatter into pieces.    

"Capture him. If you dare to insult our Nangong Clan, I will let you know the taste of death."    

Following Nangong Yun's order, the two bodyguards surrounded him.    

Ye Zichen punched towards Lin Fann, accompanied by a series of whistling sounds.    

Lin Fann, who was in the middle, couldn't dodge the attack at all.    

Bang, bang.    

Two loud rumbles rang out, and the two bodyguards that fell on the ground were two.    

"Nangong Yun, what's the use of this kind of strength?"    

Lin Fann sneered and said: "This proves that what I just said was true, your Nangong Family is nothing but a fart."    

"Shut up."    

Seeing the bodyguard on the ground, Nangong Yun grabbed the teapot beside him that was filled with water and threw it at Lin Fann.    

Nangong Yun used seventy percent of his power.    

The strength of the late stage Bright Strength had completely crushed Lin Fann.    

True, Lin Fann was adept at poking points, but so what?    

The point hand had to be in contact to have an effect, which was why Nangong Yun didn't attack him from the distance.    

Now that there was a distance between the two of them, Lin Fann's Pressure Point Hands were completely useless.    

Under this kind of situation, what else could Lin Fann do other than get beaten up by him.    

"Brat, I've already given you a clear path. It's you who is courting death."    

With a sinister gaze, Nangong Yun glared at Lin Fann and scoffed.    

An existence that could crush others under its power at the late stage of Bright Strength.    

Even though he only used 70% of his power, it was still not something that a trash like Lin Fann could withstand.    

However, the scene of Lin Fann spitting out blood and falling onto the ground didn't appear in his imagination. Instead, Lin Fann caught the teapot that flew over to him.    

He grabbed the handle of the teapot with one hand and easily lifted it with a flick of his wrist.    

Not a single drop of water splashed out.    

"Nangong Yun, you're too courteous, treating me to tea so quickly."    

Looking at Nangong Yun's ashen face, Lin Fann teased, "You are so passionate, I have no reason not to drink."    

He lifted the teapot with his right hand and made a cup with his left.    

Gulp, gulp.    

The column of water fell out, falling into his left hand without missing a drop.    

"This tea is not bad, a full cup."    

Smelling the fragrance of the tea in the air, the corner of Lin Fann's mouth curved into a smile. "Nangong Yun, come. I'll be drinking this cup."    

Pretend, put on a show for me.    

Nangong Yun snorted coldly as he watched Lin Fann's actions.    

This type of trick really couldn't be too lousy. He had prepared a prop beforehand and then used it.    

He admitted that Lin Fann did have some power, for him to be able to resist seventy percent of his power, it was quite rare for the entire Zhonghang City.    

But so what? If he went all out, Lin Fann's only outcome would be death.    

With this thought in mind, Nangong Yun gathered the power within his body and prepared to launch a fatal strike at Lin Fann.    

Gulp, gulp.    

The sound of drinking water came out. Lin Fann raised his left hand into the air and then fell down.    

Bada, bada.    

After finishing the tea in his hand, Lin Fann licked his lips as if he wanted to continue: "One cup is not enough to quench my thirst, one more cup."