Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 57 - 00: Going Further Down the Path of Courting Death

Chapter 57: Chapter 0057: Going Further Down the Path of Courting Death

The atmosphere at this moment was rather quiet.

The two government officials guarding the dungeon gate were trembling in fear, their faces pale as ghosts.

They were truly terrified.

The one lying on the ground coughing up blood was none other than the Third Master of the Serpent Gang.

Big brother!

You’ve caused a major disaster now.

Not even your own parents can save you.

Inside the dungeon.

"Boss, are we really sure this won’t cause trouble? How about we just kill them and erase all traces, pretend it never happened?" Wang Baoliu whispered into Lin Fan’s ear.

Lin Fan looked at him in astonishment, "You’re quite ruthless, aren’t you?"

"Boss, this isn’t ruthless." Wang Baoliu scratched his head. With his level of intelligence, this was already a brilliant idea. Thinking of any other solution was out of the question; he simply couldn’t come up with one.

Lin Fan patted Wang Baoliu’s shoulder, "Relax, we’re in the right on this matter; nothing will come of it."

And even if something does happen, so what?

At worst, there will just be a big showdown.

Cough cough!

Right then, the unconscious Third Master came to. When he opened his eyes, his vision was still a bit blurry, but soon enough, he remembered what had just happened.

"Let me go! Send Wang Zhou to see me!" The Third Master bellowed angrily. He hadn’t expected this constable to lay hands on him, and what shocked him even more was the sheer power of the constable’s kick.

The force of that kick was truly terrifying.

He hadn’t even been able to put up a defense.

"Alright, save your strength. Stop shouting and yelling. Tomorrow, you’ll be paraded around the streets for all to see." Lin Fan looked at the Third Master dismissively, not showing any respect. He decided not to return home tonight but stay in the dungeon instead, in case the Serpent Gang sent people to break him out. Knowing Wang Baoliu and his crew’s capabilities, they’d probably end up getting chopped to pieces.

"Damn you, you wretched thing!"

The Third Master had never been humiliated like this before. His anger burned furiously.

Meanwhile, the captive Serpent Gang members around him were already in despair.

Earlier, when the Third Master had arrogantly escorted Master Zhu out of the dungeon, they’d felt proud of the Serpent Gang and proud to be a part of it.

But now...

What had transpired was simply too unexpected.

It was hard for them to accept.

Lin Fan despised nothing more in life than people who were down on their luck yet still acted high and mighty. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Keep training tonight; don’t neglect the Head of Steel technique. Get to it."

They’d be paraded through the streets tomorrow, but tonight Lin wanted his comrades to refine their skills thoroughly. He was well aware that the Serpent Gang wouldn’t take this lying down. But it didn’t matter; he was eager to see what they planned to do.

Soon enough.

Agonized screams echoed from within the dungeon.

Drunken Immortal Tavern.

Wang Zhou was already drunk. Perhaps he had too much on his mind, and combined with the looming departure of Li Zhiyong and the others from Jiangdu City, everything had caught up to him. He’d accidentally overindulged.

Lying face down on the table, he muttered under his breath.

"I need to tell that... boy that the Serpent Gang has arrived. Pretty soon, he needs to let them go."

But as soon as he finished mumbling, he fell fast asleep. Later, government officials came to help Wang Zhou leave the tavern.

Mountain Opening Hall.

Ji Zhen hadn’t slept all night. He paced up and down the courtyard repeatedly, occasionally casting anxious glances at the main gate. Why hadn’t the Hall Master returned yet? The Third Master went personally—surely Wang Zhou wouldn’t dare refuse him.

Nothing could have gone wrong, right?

But on second thought, it seemed impossible. If they dared lay hands on the Third Master, this entire situation would spiral beyond redemption.

Wait... and wait... Until the sky began to brighten, Ji Zhen finally lay his head on a stone table to nap for a bit.

He promptly fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning.

At dawn, the townsfolk had already begun their day’s work.

Street-side soy milk stall.

A vendor was busy at work while two customers, yawning, walked up to the stall. "Two bowls of soy milk, and an order of fried dough sticks."

"Coming right up, Sir!" The vendor greeted enthusiastically. His craftsmanship was exceptional, attracting not only common folk but even wealthy merchants and young masters, who often praised the quality of his soy milk.

"Brother Li, let me tell you some big news. You’re going to swear it’s not true when I tell you."

"Impossible. Go ahead, tell me. If I really don’t believe it, I’ll cover this whole meal."

"This meal’s just pocket change. How about Drunken Immortal Tavern, huh?"

"Hahaha, alright then, Brother Chen, tell me—what earth-shattering news is going to make me call it impossible?"

"Now listen carefully. Last night at Drunken Immortal Tavern, the Mountain Opening Hall’s Zhu Hou got himself arrested by those bald constables in the city."

"No way..."

The young master surnamed Li widened his eyes and responded without hesitation. Zhu Hou from Mountain Opening Hall in the Serpent Gang—what kind of figure was he? Practically the local overlord of Jiangdu City. Who’d dare provoke him?

Forget about the constables—even Wang Zhou wouldn’t have the guts.

The young master named Chen burst into laughter. "I told you you wouldn’t believe it. But I saw it with my own eyes last night at Drunken Immortal Tavern. If you don’t believe me, go ask around and see if it’s true."

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But then—

The vendor froze in shock.

The bowl he’d filled with soy milk was already overflowing, yet he hadn’t noticed until it burned his hand.

Zhu Hou from Mountain Opening Hall got arrested by constables?

How was this even possible?

And if they learned that not only Zhu Hou but even the Third Master himself had landed in the dungeon, who knew what their reaction would be?

At the dungeon gates.

Two prisoner carts stood prominently. The two government officials stationed at the gates were in utter disbelief. They hadn’t expected Lord Lin to follow through. He genuinely planned to parade the Serpent Gang’s Third Master through the streets.

Once they set out, there’d be no turning back.

"Sir, are you really sure you don’t want to reconsider?" one of the officials asked. Although he was just a government official, what Lin Fan was about to do was utterly shocking.

After all, they were all part of the government, naturally opposed to the Serpent Gang. While they admired Lin Fan’s audacity, they didn’t want him charging headlong into danger without second thoughts.

"What’s there to reconsider?" Lin Fan chuckled, then shouted, "Bao Liu, drag them out! Get ready to parade them!"

Soon enough.

Wang Baoliu and the others, armed with blades, dragged out the Third Master and Zhu Hou.

They had previously been dressed in splendid attire, but now they were clad in prisoner’s garb, their hair a disheveled mess. Lin Fan had been responsible for all this. Tony Fan was hardly one to let things slide—it wouldn’t be right if he didn’t clean them up thoroughly for the spectacle he was orchestrating.

The Third Master’s face twisted with rage, his features contorted as he roared, "Lin Fan, you’re courting death!"

He hadn’t expected Lin Fan to really go this far.

He was the Third Master of the Serpent Gang—if he were paraded through the streets, it would be a humiliation the Serpent Gang could never erase.

"What’s the point of shouting and screaming at a time like this? You, as the Third Master of the Serpent Gang, came here to break people out of the dungeon, blatantly disregarding the government. And still, you dare to act so arrogant? Get in there!" With a swift kick, Lin Fan shoved the Third Master into the prisoner cart. The wooden planks were then fitted together, leaving only his head and hands exposed outside.

"Alright, let’s go! Time to parade!"

Lin Fan mounted his horse and led the team forward.

The Third Master was on the verge of losing his mind.

All the while, his heart roared in frustration—damn it, what’s the Serpent Gang doing?

Don’t they know I’ve been captured by the government?