Hearing Yellow Hair ridicule Lin Feng, his two underlings behind him began to point and brazenly curse at Lin Feng. "Yeah, who the hell are you? You think you’re running this place now? What a joke!"
Another underling turned to Long Xiaoyun. "Young Master Dragon, do you think this guy’s got a screw loose or sothing? He dares to talk to our Brother Yellow Hair like that, acting all cocky like he’s the boss. What a laugh..."
Long Xiaoyun, who initially wanted to stay out of it, changed his expression upon hearing Yellow Hair’s remarks about Lin Feng. "Yellow Hair, what nonsense are you spouting! Brother Feng is my big brother; everyone in the Fenghuo Bar listens to him. Don’t get that wrong!"
Seeing Long Xiaoyun speak up, Lin Feng didn’t say a word. He casually lit a cigarette and silently watched Yellow Hair and his companions with a faint smile.
"Oh? Is that so?" A look of surprise and uncertainty flickered across Yellow Hair’s face, but there was no panic in his eyes. Instead, he said rather sinisterly, "So, what Brother Feng says also represents Young Master Dragon’s intentions, right?"
"Indeed!" Long Xiaoyun gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.
"Hmph!" Yellow Hair snorted, pointing at Long Xiaoyun and cursing, "Long Xiaoyun! Are you fucking with ? Just hours ago, you took rchandise from worth over 20,000 RMB as a greeting gift, and now you’re already turning your back on ! I call you Young Master Dragon out of respect, but without it, you’re just a pile of fucking mud in my eyes! In this university town area, who dares to disrespect , Yellow Hair? You dare to fuck with like this? Are you tired of living?!"
It turned out that Yellow Hair considered himself a man of rules. Back when Xie Nan’s Loyalty Gang managed the Fenghuo Bar, Yellow Hair knew Xie Nan wouldn’t touch these pills, so he never showed his face there. It was only a few days ago, after hearing the Fenghuo Bar had a new owner, that he approached Long Xiaoyun, the leader of the small Dragon Cloud Club. After letting Long Xiaoyun try a pill and gifting him an entire bottle, Yellow Hair started doing business in the Fenghuo Bar.
In Yellow Hair’s mind, Long Xiaoyun’s acceptance of his goods surely ant he was free to do business in the bar. But now, Lin Feng had suddenly appeared, declaring that the Longevity Gang was henceforth barred from the Fenghuo Bar, and Long Xiaoyun had actually agreed. Naturally, Yellow Hair felt he was being played, and he was so furious he was about to explode.
Long Xiaoyun, after all, wasn’t Long Shaotian. Seeing Yellow Hair suddenly turn hostile, he lacked the experience to handle it. He even vaguely felt he had indeed done sothing wrong. He opened his mouth but said nothing.
"Hmph, feeling guilty now, huh? Hurry up and apologize to Brother Yellow Hair, or the Longevity Gang won’t let you off!" Seeing Long Xiaoyun speechless, one of Yellow Hair’s underlings stepped forward, swaggering arrogantly as he spoke.
"Brother Feng..." Long Xiaoyun didn’t know how to respond and looked to Lin Feng for help. As a descendant of Lord Dragon of the Qingzi Sect, Long Xiaoyun wasn’t necessarily afraid of Yellow Hair, but he found it difficult to handle such a confrontation on his own.
Lin Feng gave Long Xiaoyun a reassuring look. Then, glancing at Yellow Hair, he asked with a faint smile, "You’re all quite arrogant, aren’t you? But don’t forget, this is the Dragon Cloud Club’s territory. No matter how brazen the Longevity Gang is, if you three can’t even leave through this door, what kind of threat can you possibly pose?"
"You dare threaten us?!" Hearing Lin Feng’s words, Yellow Hair’s expression imdiately beca flustered. He fumbled in his pocket for his phone, cursing, "You brat! I’m calling my boss right now! Let’s see how arrogant you’ll be then!"
Yellow Hair pulled out his phone, watching Lin Feng warily as he quickly dialed. His face looked a bit flustered. Indeed, as Lin Feng had said, Yellow Hair suddenly recalled that he and his two n were in a private room in the Fenghuo Bar. If I don’t call the boss right away and these guys turn on us, we won’t even be able to get away...
Lin Feng didn’t stop Yellow Hair from making the call. He calmly smoked his cigarette and sipped his beer, saying with a smile, "Now that’s more like it. Rember to tell your boss to bring plenty of n."
"Hmph! Brat, keep being arrogant. You’ll regret it soon enough..." Seeing Lin Feng make no move to stop him from calling, Yellow Hair’s expression grew even more smug.
Soon, Yellow Hair’s call connected.
"Brother Rat! I’m at the Fenghuo Bar right now..." After a few hurried, complaining words into the phone, Yellow Hair quickly hung up. Sneering at Lin Feng, he said coldly, "Our boss is bringing over a hundred n from the Longevity Gang. They’ll be here soon to surround your Fenghuo Bar and settle the score with you lot. Let’s see how arrogant you’ll be then!"
"Is your boss really coming?" Lin Feng asked, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
"Hmph! Scared now, are we?" He definitely won’t dare try to keep us here now, Yellow Hair thought confidently, his expression turning smug. "Daring to disrespect , Yellow Hair, on this street? You can only bla yourselves for being so blind!"
"Now that you’ve made the call, you three are useless." Lin Feng suddenly stood up and calmly walked towards Yellow Hair, his face devoid of any displeasure.
"What do you want? Thinking of starting sothing? I’d advise you not to court death!" Seeing Lin Feng approach, Yellow Hair sneered, pulled a small, gleaming knife from his pocket, and brandished it a couple of tis.
"I just want to tell you one thing," Lin Feng said, his face impassive. "I despise people who deal drugs more than anything. I once swore an oath: if I encounter a drug dealer, I cripple them on sight. However, since you’re dealing with these ’pills,’ I’ll just break an arm as a lesson. Consider it your one chance."
"Brat, you’re courting death!" Fury burned in Yellow Hair’s heart. Seeing Lin Feng’s calm and composed deanor, he could no longer tolerate it; he felt a fire raging in his chest. He lunged forward, his knife flashing with a cold light as he stabbed extrely quickly towards Lin Feng’s chest.
You want to cripple our arms? I’ll take your life first! Yellow Hair thought, gritting his teeth. Brother Rat will be here with backup soon anyway, so I’m not afraid of escalating things! Anyone dealing pills had a ruthless streak, and Yellow Hair, as a leader, was naturally even more vicious.
Yellow Hair’s knife was fast, like a cold gust of wind, angling towards the upper part of Lin Feng’s chest. He wasn’t stupid; if he stabbed Lin Feng directly in the heart and caused a death, he’d have no choice but to flee. So, he aid for a spot just below Lin Feng’s collarbone.
"Got so guts..." Seeing Yellow Hair actually dare to attack first, a strange smile touched Lin Feng’s lips. He leaned back slightly, dodging the knife. Then, his right foot shot up in a powerful flying kick, striking hard against Yellow Hair’s knife-wielding right hand.
CRACK!
Accompanied by the sickening CRUNCH of bone, the bone in Yellow Hair’s arm, struck by Lin Feng’s kick, instantly snapped.
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