C284 On a Remote Street Lin Dong Was Surrounded

"Follow me!"

The young man glanced back and started leading the way.

Lin Dong trailed behind him as they both left the school grounds.

The leader occasionally glanced over his shoulder at Lin Dong, seemingly worried that she might take off.

Lin Dong chuckled to himself at this.

Anyone with a bit of sense could see what was happening, but Lin Dong wasn't concerned.

He was determined to put an end to Qian Daloong's troublemaking once and for all, and he wasn't about to run off now.

Besides, Qian Daloong wasn't capable of making Lin Dong flee.

Lin Dong proceeded at a measured pace, neither hurrying nor dawdling.

The young man ahead seemed anxious; his mission was to bring Lin Dong to the destination quickly.

But he didn't dare to rush Lin Dong, for fear of arousing suspicion and causing him to leave.

He was worried about scaring Lin Dong away.

He believed Lin Dong was clueless about the situation, but Lin Dong had already seen through all of his thoughts.

After this journey,

The young man led Lin Dong to a secluded road.

It was sparsely populated.

Perhaps because it wasn't a weekend.

There were no big restaurants, just a few small shops along the roadside, looking deserted.

Occasionally, you could spot a couple of tough-looking guys standing there smoking or chatting.

When they noticed Lin Dong and the guide, their eyes briefly scanned them.

Then they looked away, feigning disinterest.

Lin Dong observed these individuals with curiosity.

Though they were pretending to smoke or converse,

The faint but fierce glint in their eyes revealed they were all there for him.

They didn't resemble students but seemed like they were from the rougher parts of society.

Lin Dong noted several with scars.

The most formidable had a knife scar on his face, resembling a centipede crawling along his cheek, which was quite intimidating.

Clearly, Qian Daloong had spared no expense in recruiting a crowd to confront him.

As they progressed, the number of people along the roadside gradually increased, gathering in small groups.

Lin Dong took a quick inventory as he scanned the area, estimating the presence of thirty to forty burly men.

The young man leading the way picked up the pace.

He seemed unconcerned with Lin Dong trailing behind and briskly walked toward a corner ahead, quickly vanishing from sight.

Lin Dong, witnessing this, displayed no shock.

He continued at his usual pace, hands casually tucked into his pockets as he strolled forward.

At that moment, the large men who had been standing in pairs behind him began to close in with menacing looks.

Some smoked cigarettes, others crossed their arms over their chests, their bulging muscles on display. As they moved in, they formed an intimidating circle.

The atmosphere was charged with threat, particularly because of the man with a scar across his face that Lin Dong had noticed earlier on the street.

He stood at the forefront.

His powerful frame swayed as he walked, exuding a sense of dominance.

Most people would have been overwhelmed by fear in such a situation, their legs giving out, possibly even collapsing to the ground.

But not Lin Dong.

He reached the corner and came to a steady halt.

Just then, he noticed another group approaching from around the bend.

This group too was made up of exceptionally sturdy men.

Leading them was none other than Qian Daloong, whom Lin Dong had encountered earlier that day.