Chapter 45 Brother Feng Is Back (1/2)
After hiding behind the sofa, Liu Feng twiddled with his left hand and a silver needle appeared in his hand.
He narrowed his eyes and recalled the direction of the gunshot. Then he moved out suddenly and waved his left arm, sending a silver needle flying.
”Puff!”
On the left side in the building, a gunman hid behind a tall ornamental vase. He had just raised the gun when he felt a little pain between his eyebrows. Then he lost his balance and fell down heavily toward the vase.
”Bump... Clank!”
The vase was crushed, and large porcelain fragments went everywhere.
”Bang! Bang!”
Gunshots rang out again.
Liu Feng stopped hiding behind the solid wooden sofa. He picked up speed and took three steps to reach the middle of the house. He flung out another two silver needles.
Two gunmen fell down the stairs that led to the first floor.
”So weak!”
Liu Feng sneered at them and lifted his legs...
He didn't stride over. Instead, he perked up his ears to listen. He abruptly turned around and walked out.
When Liu Feng came out, he saw Ma Xiaoyun opening the door of Benz GLC. She might be trying to take Peng Jiaqi or do something else.
”Swish!”
At this critical moment, another silver needle flew out and stabbed the elbow joint of Ma Xiaoyun's right arm with a puff sound.
”Argh!” Ma Xiaoyun cried.
She then turned and ran toward the gate of the courtyard.
”Ma Xioyun, do you think you can run away?” Liu Feng jeered.
Without turning her head, she retorted, ”If you're determined to kill me, I will probably die. Peng Jiaqi is now suffering the same poison as Yang Ding and her dosage is quintuple of his. If you don't detoxify her now, she will die in three minutes.”
Evil!
Liu Feng had to admit that this vicious woman was black-hearted.
At this moment, she had climbed over the gate and disappeared from his sight.
”Next time, I promise that I won't give her a chance to escape,” he murmured.
Liu Feng quickly ran to the side of the GLC.
Peng Jiaqi was now trembling all over. Evidently, she was in terrible condition.
Liu Feng carried Peng Jiaqi out of the car. With a wave of his dagger, he cut away the plastic tape binding her hands. He took her pulse and asked, ”What did the woman do to you?”
Peng Jiaqi's face had turned grey. With trembling lips, she replied, ”She injected something into my body with a syringe.”
”Where did she inject?” Liu Feng asked, frowning.
Peng Jiaqi was indeed poisoned, and it was a highly toxic one, to boot. If she wasn't detoxified on time, she would die in just two minutes.
”My... butt!”
Peng Jiaqi said these two words with a very loud voice.
”Damn it!”
Liu Feng had no time to be embarrassed. He waved his left hand and a pack of needles appeared on the ground.
”Jiaqi, you have to be patient. The treatment for your severe poisoning is going to be a bit painful.” Liu Feng lifted her dress with his hand as he spoke.
The pretty Jiaqi was wearing a pink dress with a pair of white safety pants nearly long enough to reach to her knees.
Liu Feng, of course, would not do anything bad to her. He needed to twiddle a needle on her underbelly, so...
Peng Jiaqi was slowly drifting out of consciousness but when Liu Feng lifted her dress, she still felt shy and went red in her face. She murmured, ”No. Brother Feng. I don't want to do it so casually.”
”Damn it!”
Liu Feng was so angry that he wanted to hit Peng Jiaqi on her butt. But he had to begin the treatment or Peng Jiaqi would die. Even if Peng Jiaqi was struggling to cooperate out of embarrassment, Liu Feng still had to forcefully use his needles.
Regardless of the eight-inch needle, Liu Feng twiddled another eleven needles. Then he used the skills of Upper Finger to twiddle the needles quickly.
A minute later, Peng Jiaqi's face wasn't as grey as before.
Two minutes later, her face returned to normal. But Liu Feng's eyebrows were still knitted into a frown.
Three minutes later, Peng Jiaqi looked like she was well. However, she was groaning in pain from time to time.
”The dosage of this poison is too high. Jiaqi, I'm sorry but I have to use the initiative detoxification method.”
Liu Feng pulled out all needles from Peng Jiaqi's body and carried her back inside the car. He made her lie on her front.
”Brother Feng, my belly hurts so much. I feel pain all over my body. Am I going to die?” Peng Jiaqi, who lay on the seat, asked feebly.
”No, but you may feel a bit embarrassed.”
Liu Feng found a syringe left on the floor of the back seat. It seemed that Ma Xiaoyun had left it behind when he shot a silver needle at her.
”I...”
”Be silent. It won't take long.”
Liu Feng raised his hand and took off Peng Jiaqi's white safety pants. He then pressed the area next to that tiny pinhole with his two hands.
Following the establishment of the special rhythm of Upper Finger, a few drops of black blood subsequently flowed out of the pinhole.
”Jiaqi, stop fidgeting. I'm helping you to detoxify.”
”Jiaqi, you need to be quiet and cooperate with me.”
”Jiaqi, be patient. I know that you're beginning to recover. Come on, raise your butt a little bit.”
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