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Ling Feng held Tang Qing, and quickly pressed down on a few of her acupuncture points, stopping the bleeding.

”Sorry, I'm late for Little Qing.” Ling Feng said with a pained heart.

”You'll know if you have the right to try.” Ling Feng turned his wrist, and the dragon blade appeared in his hand.

The man in black shook the spear in his hand and sneered, ”Since you are courting death, don't blame me for this.”

Just as he finished speaking, the spear in his hand was like a venomous snake, thrusting fiercely towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng slightly narrowed his eyes. Just as the long spear was about to pierce his body, the dragon blade in his hand fiercely knocked against the ground.

”Clang!”

The long spear was bounced back, the dragon blade in Ling Feng's hand slashed down along the tip of the spear, straight towards the man's wrist.

The black clothed man anxiously pried the spear in his hand upwards, knocking Ling Feng's dragon blade away.

The disdain on the black-clothed man's face from just now had long disappeared. Instead, a grave expression appeared on his face.

Ling Feng's strength had far exceeded his expectations, and the dragon blade in his hands had even reached perfection. Regardless of speed, the explosive strength was above his.

”Dammit, how could there be such an expert here?” The man in black cursed silently.

Just then, the battle between the two caught the attention of the Vermillion Bird Gang's patrolling guards, causing an alarm to ring out.

The man in black knew that his assassination attempt had failed, so he jumped to the window.

”Brat, just you wait. I'll come find you later.” The man in black sneered. Just as he was about to escape.

A flash of coldness passed through Ling Feng's eyes as he waved his hand, and the three darts shot towards the black-clothed man.

The black-clothed man snorted coldly, and raised the spear in his hand, wanting to block Ling Feng's flying dart attack.

However, the two darts were blocked. The last one drew a strange trajectory and shot towards the black-clothed man.

”Damn it!”

The man in black's expression changed as he twisted his body. Although he managed to dodge the fatal blow, the dart still nailed itself to his shoulder.

However, the man in black gritted his teeth and jumped out of the house.

There was a sound of gunfire outside, but even though the black clothed man was injured, he still managed to escape the Vermillion Bird Gang's pursuit and escape.

Ling Feng did not chase after him, and anxiously came to Tang Qing's side.

Although he had already helped Tang Qing to clear her acupoints, it was still an emergency measure. Her wound was near her heart, if she did not deal with it quickly, her life would be in danger.

It was a mess outside. The door was kicked open and a girl in her twenties rushed in with a gun in her hand.

”Sect Master!” When the girl entered, she was initially startled when she saw Ling Feng, but after that she raised her gun: ”Who dares to assassinate the Sect Leader, capture him for me.”

The gang members behind him rushed forward, wanting to catch Ling Feng.

”Xiao Feng is my friend. All of you, get out.” Tang Qing suddenly bellowed.

”Sect Leader, your injuries?” Tian Feng asked worriedly as she looked at Ling Feng's injuries.

”Bring the medicine, he'll help me get it. You guys can leave.” Tang Qing waved her hand.

As Ling Feng's friend, Tang Qing naturally knew that Ling Feng's medical skills were much better than the doctors under his command.

Although Tian Feng was a little suspicious, after all, he did not dare disobey the Sect Master. He had prepared a few medicines and tools that Ling Feng wanted, Tian Feng brought everyone and left.

Ling Feng picked up the scissors and said: ”I want to cut open the injured area, it might be a little painful, you have to bear with it.

”En!” Tang Qing nodded.

Ling Feng steadied his mind, and then carefully cut open the clothes on Tian Qing's chest. A shocking wound appeared in front of Ling Feng.

Although Ling Feng was very careful, he still accidentally touched Tian Qing's wound. glared at Yun Che and asked, ”What's wrong?”

Fortunately, the other party was a few centimeters away from him. If it was even the slightest bit of movement, or perhaps even a little bit deeper, it was possible to take Tang Qing's life.

”I need to clean the wound. It might hurt. Endure it.” Ling Feng said in a serious tone.

Tian Qing nodded, took a deep breath in, and slowly closed her beautiful eyes: ”Please, let's begin!”

Ling Feng took the iodine and cotton ball to the side and gently opened Tian Qing's wound, looking at the snow white skin, Ling Feng suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and gently wiped the wound.

Just as the cotton swab touched the wound, Ling Feng felt Tian Qing's body suddenly tremble.