Chapter 1152: Chapter 1157: King of Hell’s Methods
Mr. She was a man in his thirties, his face was full of blemishes making him look quite ugly, with his sharp chin and monkey-like cheeks, he didn’t look like a good person. After receiving a promise from the Boss, he hummed a tune while walking out of the cabin, ready to go by the door and undo his belt to relieve himself...
But, as Mr. She just reached for his belt, he suddenly froze... because he was surprised to find that the driver Mr. Five and Little Er, who were supposed to be on watch in the car, were both inexplicably "asleep" reclined on the seats?
"Damn it, I knew those two incompetents were unreliable. Such an important task and they dare to fall asleep, trying to get us killed! Luckily I came out to check..." Mr. She took a few steps towards the car, ready to wake those two up, but suddenly he felt a chill surge from behind that he couldn’t resist, as if something appeared...
In the faint moonlight, Mr. She glanced instinctively at his feet, and sure enough, he noticed a long shadow beside his own shadow!
"Who is it?!" Mr. She instinctively widened his eyes and turned furiously, only to see a young man staring at him with icy eyes...
At the same time, Mr. She felt a slight pain in his throat, a Silver Needle pierced directly through his windpipe, puncturing his neck, not deviating at all, deeply embedding between his vertebrae!
Instantly, Mr. She felt that below his neck, his entire body had completely lost all sensation...
"Gag..." Mr. She instinctively opened his mouth, trying to make a noise to warn his companions inside, but he was now unable to breathe, and the air in his lungs couldn’t allow him to make a sound...
Lin Feng looked coldly at Mr. She, this was his first assassination today. The two in the car, although their necks were injured, were still saveable, but Mr. She’s spinal nerves had been forcefully damaged by Lin Feng, plus his windpipe was pierced, Mr. She would be painfully dying from respiratory failure in about half an hour!
This is a death that isn’t merely dead!
Also the price for daring to have malicious intentions towards Tang Rou!
After dealing with Mr. She, only then did Lin Feng move closer to the cabin once more.
...
Inside the cabin, three people were playing an intensely competitive round of ’Landlord’, only after did the black-clad leader raise his head in surprise to glance at the darkened door outside, instinctively asking, "Why hasn’t Mr. She returned after so long?!"
The other two card-playing companions glanced towards the door and didn’t pay the leader’s words much heed, instead, they instinctively reassured:
"Boss, don’t worry, Mr. She, that guy, wouldn’t just fall over... he’s been through this many times, even if he did fall, it wouldn’t harm him, nothing’s wrong! Plus, there’s Mr. Five and Little Er watching in the car outside..."
"Yeah, Boss, it’s still early, Lin Feng definitely can’t arrive that quickly, let’s play another round!"
The two subordinates, who had just been the farmers playing against their Boss who was the landlord, had been defeated with three explosions. Now they wanted a chance to win back, taking no heed of what might be happening outside.
Even though the two "farmers" didn’t care about Mr. She’s delay in returning, the experienced black-clad leader was clearly different from them.
"No, Mr. She has been gone for too long without any sound, there must be trouble! Little Zhong, Ah Dong, you two take guns and flashlights, go check it out and be cautious! Find out from Mr. Five and Little Er what’s going on over at the car too!"
The black-clad leader pointed outside, speaking in a heavy tone.
"Boss, isn’t that a bit too cautious..."
Ah Dong and Little Zhong glanced at their Boss reluctantly, realizing the Boss was serious with no room for negotiation, only then did they get up with pained expressions, picking up their flashlights and sub-machine guns as they headed outside.
As the black-clad leader was guarding with his gun, he glanced back at the man seated beside Tang Rou, giving a low command, "A’jin, watch this chick closely, if there’s trouble, she’s the only one who can save our lives!"
The man sitting next to Tang Rou nodded, his right hand gripping a pistol that was almost touching Tang Rou’s neck.
As the black-clad leader awaited his subordinates to report back, he suddenly heard two muffled thumps of heavy objects hitting the ground, causing a hint of uneasiness to flash across his face...
"Little Zhong, Ah Dong, what’s happened to you?" Upon hearing the sound of heavy objects dropping, the black-clad leader did not go out to check but asked aloud from within the cabin.
However, in the darkness, the wilderness suddenly became eerily silent, apart from the mountain wind whistling past, the black-clad leader heard nothing else!
Something must have happened! Alarm flashed across the black-clad leader’s face, pondering what to do when he suddenly noticed an additional silhouette outside...
"Don’t bother asking, they’ve all gone to where they belong!"
As the silhouette approached, a cold voice slowly seeped into the cabin, reaching the black-clad leader’s ears.
"Who is it?!" The black-clad leader raised his gun, aiming at the silhouette outside, and exclaimed, tightly pressing the trigger, nearly at the point of firing!
If it weren’t for being unable to see the outside person’s face clearly, he might have already fired.
At this moment, Tang Rou, who had been sitting in the corner looking tense, suddenly showed a hint of joy. She recognized that the outside voice belonged to Lin Feng!
Lin Feng is here! Tang Rou was very delighted inside, but upon seeing the black-clad leader’s gun, she became worried about Lin Feng’s situation...
What if the black-clad man starts firing, no matter how skilled Lin Feng is, he can’t deflect bullets!
Tang Rou’s eyes flickered with a trace of tension as she looked towards the doorway, suddenly hoping Lin Feng wouldn’t rush in too quickly, as it was too dangerous...
Seated beside Tang Rou, A’jin, upon hearing an unfamiliar voice outside, stood up from his chair, holding the gun tightly against the back of Tang Rou’s head, nervously eyeing the entrance.
"Hehe... You really don’t have a memory! Weren’t you just on the phone with me, telling me to bring money to save someone, how have you forgotten who I am in just a few minutes!"
Lin Feng eventually walked into the cabin, holding two sub-machine guns seized from the black-clad men, smiling as he stepped in, aiming them at the black-clad leader.
"It’s you! You... how could you possibly be here so quickly!" The black-clad leader was startled upon seeing Lin Feng walking in, his words stuttering.
The next second, the black-clad leader saw Lin Feng’s guns, suddenly retreating to Tang Rou’s side, pointing a gun at Lin Feng while speaking in a deep voice, "Your woman is in my hands, if you don’t want her to die, put the guns down!"
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