Chapter 137 A Markdown Sale (1/2)

”Stand up!”

Liu Feng suddenly grabbed Yang Shiwen's wrist and jumped backward, about five or six meters away, from the seat.

Miss Yang was the epitome of a female shopaholic. Even though Liu Feng suddenly pulled her and jumped from the seat, she did not forget to hold on to her shopping bags, which contained her new clothes and cosmetics.

”Puff, puff...”

Just as the two of them jumped out of the way, the table they were using, suddenly collapsed onto the two chairs they had just vacated, and a sizzling sound could be heard.

When Liu Feng steadied his body, even though he was about six meters away, he saw that the chair he had recently vacated, had three thumb-sized holes on it.

”Yee! His reaction is that fast that he was able to escape my poisonous bee jelly.”

A swarthy middle-aged man who was about 1.6 meters tall, appeared at Shi Zhengyang's side and said, playfully, ”Nowadays, young people are really something, but unfortunately, they have provoked us. Even if they are experts, they can't get away with it.”

”Hey, hey!”

Shi Zhengyang stood up and said smugly, ”Old Miao, you are here. If you had managed to kill Liu Feng today, you will be super famous in the future.”

The man who just arrived, was another poison king, Miao Xiong. Not only did he possess a high level skill in the use of poison, but was equally skilled in martial arts.

”Is that so? Is he that powerful?” Miao Xiong asked, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

Shi Zhengyang said, ”Of course he is, but I won't tell you his identity for now. After you kill him, I will give you another surprise.”

”What are we waiting for? Let's do it together.” Miao Xiong's eyes flashed with a murderous intent, and he went after Liu Feng, in a flash.

Shi Zhengyang followed, and a gun appeared in his left hand.

Liu Feng frowned slightly. These two guys in front of him, were obviously crazy. They were in a cold drink shop on the 9th floor of a big shopping mall, and there were a lot of customers in the store. There were crowds of people outside the store, too. They dared to start a fight in public and even openly held a gun. They were arrogant beyond words.

”Shiwen, don't be afraid, Feng brother will take you on a flight.”

Liu Feng chose not to face the fight, in this kind of situation. Instead, he clasped Yang Shiwen's small waist and quickly brought her out of the cold drink shop.

Outside the cold drink shop, was a spiral style of corridor. Liu Feng rushed out in two steps and jumped onto the corridor rail.

”Ah! Dam* you, Liu Feng. I am still young. Don't get me killed!”

At this moment, Yang Shiwen was so scared that she could not help, but scream. Liu Feng's forcing her to jump like this, was equivalent to jumping off the building, from the ninth floor!

In the air, Liu Feng said calmly, ”I, Brother Feng, am young, too. I don't want to commit suicide either.”

When Liu Feng said this, he reached out his right hand and grabbed a large banner that was hanging from the ceiling of the top floor. With the help of the banner, the speed of the two people falling, slowed rapidly. Like a flying trapeze, the two people descended toward the central hall on the first floor.

”What, what is this, is it a trapeze show?”

”Dam*, flying down from the ninth floor, is this a pre-arranged show in the mall? Isn't it awesome?”

”Holy sh*t! Isn't this show too risky? It seems that there are no security measures in place at all?”

Many people who saw Liu Feng jumping down from the ninth floor, with Yang Shiwen in his arms, were stunned. Some screamed and some exclaimed.

Miao Xiong and Shi Zhengyang, who went after Liu Feng, from the cold drink shop, stopped at the same time.

Shi Zhengyang raised his left hand to shoot, but Miao Xiong stopped him.

”Don't shoot in public unless there is no alternative, let's go!” Miao Xiong stopped Shi Zhengyang, then he reached out and grabbed another large banner to slide down.

At this time, people on all the floors, especially those in the central hall on the first floor, stopped in their tracks, and looked up at the seemingly aerial trapeze show, with great excitement.

”Hey, look, there's another one coming down.”

”Now I understand. This must be a temporary market-design show. Which acrobatic troupe is that? Isn't it just so dazzling?”

”I guess that there will be more people flying down in a while.”

”Whoosh!”

Someone guessed that there would be more people flying down, and he got it right.

After Shi Zhengyang did a run-up, he too, jumped off.

Holding Yang Xianwen, Liu Feng landed on the floor first. Then they squeezed their way through the crowd.

Miao Xiong, who landed after them, looked at the direction Liu Feng was running to, and immediately went after him.

After Shi Zhengyang landed, he was surrounded by people, so he could only guess which direction Liu Feng had gone.

Liu Feng had caused a sensation, when he did his trapeze act, but he did not pay any attention to that.

Taking Yang Shiwen's hand, he ran swiftly, found the exit of the shopping mall, and immediately went out.

But just as they got out of the mall, Liu Feng saw a young man dressed in a flower-printed shirt glance at him, then turn around to say something.

The young man thought that his voice was low, but he underestimated Liu Feng's keen sense of hearing.

”Two poisonous kings, Liu Feng came out from the north gate, he ...”

The young man only finished half of his sentence, and suddenly he stopped speaking. A silver needle was nailed into the back of his head.