Just as expected, Lin Jie, caught off guard, gave a burly brute the chance to close in behind her. A punch from the hulking figure aid at Lin Jie’s shoulder would have at least left her with minor injuries and certainly robbed her of her fighting capability.
Seeing this, the group of won were not in the slightest worried. With Lin Feng present, there was no need for them to consider injury because it was simply impossible!
"Whoosh!"
Of course, Lin Feng wouldn’t let Lin Jie get hurt. With a flick of his finger, an imperceptible Finger Gang shot towards the burly brute.
"Boom! Ahh..."
Suddenly, a blood-soaked hole was blasted through the brute’s hand, blood spraying into the air, followed by his agonizing scream as he collapsed onto the ground! This left the other burly fighters astonished, wondering what had just happened. How could this be?!
Seeing what transpired, the won felt even more assured and went all-out against the burly n, whose situation quickly turned sour. They fought hesitantly, fearful of suffering a sudden hole in their body as well.
Damn, how could this happen!
Brother Xiaoyao was montarily stunned by the sight, finding today’s events exceedingly bizarre. How could his man suddenly have a gaping hole? What was happening here? He hadn’t seen anyone make a move—it was beyond belief!
Then, seeing his n getting thrashed by a few won, Brother Xiaoyao flew into a rage. When had he, Brother Xiaoyao, ever been so humiliated? Seething, he suddenly pulled a gun from his jacket, smirking arrogantly, and said furiously, "Stop, or I’ll shoot!"
His voice bood loud and clear. To his burly n, their boss pulling out a gun ant the won would surely stop; they could breathe a little easier. After all, who wouldn’t fear a gun under normal circumstances?
But just because his n thought this way didn’t an the won shared the sentint...
As if they hadn’t heard Brother Xiaoyao’s words, the won continued as they were, undeterred. They had long witnessed Lin Feng’s miracles. Even missiles caused him no fear, let alone these guns; the won had no cause for concern.
Damn it, these won are insane!
Witnessing this scene, Brother Xiaoyao was shocked. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Normal people would fear a gun, yet these won acted as though they hadn’t even seen it. If they weren’t mad, what were they?
But while he was stunned, one of his n was sent flying by the won, landing with what looked like broken bones. The man’s face was covered in sweat from the pain as he continuously scread, "It’s killing ... It’s killing ..."
Seeing this, Brother Xiaoyao was infuriated. He raised his gun to shoot into the air to make everyone stop. But just as he lifted the gun and pressed the trigger, he was shocked to discover the trigger missing—his gun had turned into a pile of scrap!
Staring at the gun in disbelief, Brother Xiaoyao’s eyes nearly popped out. He couldn’t fathom why there was an issue with the gun. Just the other day, he had used it to break Huangmao’s arm and leg. How could the trigger just disappear today? This was truly witnessing a ghost!
Fuck, just kill them! Angrily throwing the useless gun to the ground, Brother Xiaoyao shouted at a few subordinates who hadn’t taken action yet. There wasn’t only one gun here—several of his n were ard. He refused to accept this curse; his gun might be broken, but his n’s couldn’t all be faulty!
Upon hearing Brother Xiaoyao’s order, those n imdiately took out their guns, aid at the won, and put their fingers on the triggers. Committing murder was routine for them, so they didn’t hesitate for a mont. Seeing the gunn wield their weapons, the burly fighters breathed a sigh of relief—perhaps they wouldn’t be disgraced today after all.
Under normal circumstances, everything would have proceeded just as they had imagined, but with Lin Feng here, nothing could be taken for granted...
"Pop, ahh..."
"Pop, ahh..."
...
Just as these gunn were about to pull their triggers, inexplicably, the fingers on the triggers suddenly flew off, followed by screams. They imdiately dropped their guns and writhed on the ground, clutching their bleeding hands...
Shit!
How is this possible!
...
Those burly brutes had been waiting for the gunn to open fire on the won. They could never have anticipated their fingers flying off instead. They thought it was utterly impossible—seeing is believing ghosts! Fingers don’t just fly off from thin air—who would believe that! But they were currently engaged with the won and already at a disadvantage. As they were distracted, two of them were swiftly brought down...
Fuck, this is freaking weird!
Brother Xiaoyao now realized sothing was truly amiss. Everything was too strange. He was dumbstruck, unable to comprehend why such things were happening. To injure soone so stealthily and intangibly... this was beyond human!
He was truly frightened now, his complexion turning ghastly pale; even cold sweat started to appear, and his eyes suddenly shifted towards Lin Feng. He had only just realized sothing—that this youngster hadn’t made a move until now. If all these bizarre occurrences were caused by soone, then this youngster would be the only one capable of doing so.
The thought made him shiver uncontrollably, never having imagined that those stunning beauties weren’t the main players, but rather this young man who seed under twenty. This... who the hell could believe this!
Lin Feng saw Brother Xiaoyao looking at him, and gave him a indifferent smile before slowly stepping towards Brother Xiaoyao.
Seeing Lin Feng approach, Brother Xiaoyao was scared witless, backing away continuously, sweat running down his face like rain until, unable to bear the terror within, he turned to flee. But just as he turned around, he suddenly felt his body kicked up into the air, his feet leaving the ground, which terrified him even more!
"I’m with Brother Qingpi, please let go!"
"I also know... please, I beg you!"
"Right, I have lots of money, I’ll give it all to you if you just let go!"
...
Brother Xiaoyao, held up by Lin Feng, was sobbing and begging for his life. If he still hadn’t realized that Lin Feng was a superior fighter by now, he really was a pig, frantically searching for ways to save his life, terrified that Lin Feng might not spare him.
Lin Feng hadn’t intended to take Brother Xiaoyao’s life in the first place, and couldn’t be bothered with such thugs. Later, hearing Brother Xiaoyao’s ceaseless prattle, Lin Feng beca irritated and with a wave of his hand, flung Brother Xiaoyao into a corner.
"Bang!"
A subdued noise followed as Brother Xiaoyao was plastered against the wall like a gecko, then fell to the ground, motionless and speechless, with two streaks of blood from his nose staining the wall.
"That’s all of them!"
"These scum!"
...
At this mont, the won had also taken down everyone present and gathered around Lin Feng, inquiring about his plans—whether to head ho imdiately or make other arrangents.
"Call the police. There are drugs here; these people won’t end well," Lin Feng responded indifferently upon hearing the won’s words. No wonder these people were ard; it turned out they were drug-dealing thugs. If he hadn’t swept the area with his Divine Sense just now, he wouldn’t have discovered this issue.
Upon hearing Lin Feng’s words, Leng i’s expression chilled. She imdiately pulled out her phone and dialed the police chief Zhou Yang’s number to arrange these matters. With Zhou Yang involved, these thugs couldn’t be easily released again. After explaining, Leng i hung up and stood by Lin Feng’s side.
"You all go back first; I’m going to see soone." Now that the situation was handled, Lin Feng casually spoke to the won, signaling them to rest while he had soone he needed to see alone.
"Okay, I’ll take the sisters back; you co back early too." Ding Wan’er heard Lin Feng, nodded, gave him a reminder, and led the won away.
Once the won had left, Lin Feng’s figure flashed, appearing before Brother Xiaoyao, and vanished with him into the night...
...
At this ti of night in Tianhai, it was getting cold. In a very inconspicuous place, there was a small stall displaying so worthless trinkets. Huangmao sat absentmindedly behind the stall, his eyes devoid of any spark, exuding a sense of defeat. Beneath his thin clothing, his fra was gaunt, lifeless as if already a corpse.
During these days, he could only step out to run his small stall at night when no one was around to scrape out a living. Otherwise, if he encountered Brother Xiaoyao’s people, he would be brutally beaten. This had driven Huangmao to despair, unaware when such days would co to an end.
He had no idea that today would bring a massive, unforeseen change...
"Whoosh! Ah..."
As Huangmao was listlessly daydreaming alone, he suddenly saw soone fly onto the wall behind him. With just a pained cry, the person fainted, leaving several traces of blood on the wall...
What is this?
Stunned by the abrupt scene, Huangmao wondered what on earth was happening. How could soone fly into a wall without anyone around? It was so bizarre! His gaze shifted towards the unconscious Brother Xiaoyao, seeking to understand what had happened. And before he could recognize Brother Xiaoyao, a gust of wind passed by, and a face he knew all too well appeared before him.
Lin Feng!
Huangmao genuinely didn’t expect to encounter Lin Feng at this ti. Recalling past events, he was flooded with emotions, and tears stread down his face.
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