Chapter 145 The Press Conference (2/2)
”I don't mind the hard work. I don't want to hide behind you forever. Maybe I can really accompany you to kill others after I master practiced martial arts. I will help you, instead of dragging you.”
Hearing that, Liu Feng suddenly halted. Yang Shiwen looked up at Liu Feng who seemed to be thinking about something. His pair of big eyes sparkled with hope.
After meditating for a while, Liu Feng nodded vigorously. ”Well, I will teach you martial arts after killing them.”
”I will make efforts,” promised Yang Shiwen.
”It's necessary to know some common sense and develop some good habits for practicing martial arts.”
Liu Feng held Yang Shiwen and kept going ahead, saying, ”Always focus on listening to the surroundings with your ears, and always carefully watch the environment around you; always habitually adjust your body to the most relaxed state, and habitually imagine how to make a quick and correct response in case of emergency.”
”I see. Actually, I have been observing you all the time. I can see what you've said in you.” Yang Shiwen was really smart, and she also gave examples. ”Every time you are in danger, you will naturally keep me behind you; every time you come to a new place, you will observe it carefully; Just like in the lift just now, although the four men stood at the four corners, you have already found yourself the best position for action in advance.”
”Okay!”
Liu Feng nodded with satisfaction and said, ”To be honest, you are so bright.”
”Of course,” Yang Shiwen said proudly, ”Now we come to the door of your room. As you always do, you'll stop by and listen to the sound inside, right?”
”Shh!”
Liu Feng smiled and made a gesture of whisper, and he really put on a serious expression to listen.
Yang Shiwen stood on the side, looked at Liu Feng while leaning her little brain, and then listened attentively.
”What have you heard?” asked Liu Feng.
”There are four men inside,” Yang Shiwen replied in a serious way.
Liu Feng raised his hand and scraped Yang Shiwen's little nose. ”Such a smart aleck. Then you tell me, where are the four men inside?”
”They are at...” Yang Shiwen stuck out her little tongue and retreated to the side.
Liu Feng shook his head and took out the room card, brushing it at the sensor block of the door lock.
”Ding... Crack!”
The second the door lock opened, Liu Feng immediately rushed in. Meanwhile, a flash of blade flew in at a faster speed than that of Liu Feng.
”Puff!”
Liu Feng's scimitar drew a sharp and beautiful arc in the dark room, and created a bloody line at the entrance. Subsequently, the scimitar formed a swirling force in air with its own exaggerated curvature, and then flew back to the hand of Liu Feng who was rushing into the room.
This machete seemed to be alive in Liu Feng's hand and immediately flew out.
”Puff!”
Another bloody light shone on one side of the curtain.
”Puff!”
Then the machete flew out again and splashed blood in front of the bathroom door.
”Bump... Ah!”
When the scimitar flew out for the fourth time, it was nailed into the inner wall heavily, and then a heartbreaking scream was heard.
”Slap!”
Immediately, Liu Feng turned on the light in the room.
At this point, three dead bodies were lying in the room. One person was leaning against the wall, one of whose hands was nailed into the wall by Liu Feng's scimitar, with blood flowing down the wall.
When the light lit, the guy immediately stopped screaming, and looked at Liu Feng with a horrified look.
”Bump!”
Then Yang Shiwen entered the room and closed the door behind her back.
”Brother Feng, you are so awesome.” Yang Shiwen went to Liu Feng, gave the Brother Feng a like first, and then asked, ”I just focused on talking with you about practicing martial arts. What about the corpses in the lift and at the corridor?”
Liu Feng smilingly said, ”Take it easy. I will not leave behind trouble if I dare to kill others. Someone has already been dealing with it.”
After that sentence, Liu Feng walked slowly to the young man whose hand was nailed.
Yang Shiwen stood still and said to herself with a puzzled look, ”Someone has handled it, but I haven't seen Liu Feng notify anyone to come here...”
Meanwhile, the door of the lift, which stopped on the 15th floor, slowly closed.
Yes, the lift door was now closed. Pretty Xiaomin was moving the corpses to the side and pouting. ”Big Boss asked me to be the Death Messenger, but how do I feel that I am the one dealing with corpses now?”
”Tell me, you 12 men come to kill me tonight, what will your master do if you fail?” Liu Feng moved the chair and sat in front of the young man, and asked with a smile.
After the guy bit his teeth, he turned his head to the side.
Liu Feng gave the guy a thumbs-up. ”You have a bit more moral integrity than your partners. It seems that the bodyguards of the Lan Family are not all softies.”
”You...” When the young man heard ”the Lan Family” from Liu Feng, he seemed overwhelmed.
”Lan Tingyu may be surprised that you should fail, right?” Liu Feng continued to ask.
”Hoo!”
After the young man took a deep breath, he finally said, ”Master Lan has thought about it. If we fail tonight, then he won't go to the press conference tomorrow. He will leave Nanjing tonight. If we succeed...”
”News conference, what the hell?” Liu Feng asked with a curious look.
”It is the press conference of the superstar Zheng Keer; she will sign up for...”
”Quite good. There must be many media reporters coming to the scene, hehe!”