C169 (1/2)

He won't let me down

Wang Huan stared coldly at Ling Feng, a trace of killing intent flashed past his eyes, but his face carried a smile, and he said self-confidently: ”Good, very good, but don't worry, I will compete fairly with you.”

Ling Feng laughed coldly in his heart. Although Wang Huan had hidden his killing intent well, Ling Feng had still seen through his heart with a single glance.

Wang Wu smiled and nodded. ”Boss, don't worry. I will make sure that he will spend the rest of his life in bed.”

”Remember, be more efficient in handling this matter. Don't leave any traces behind.” Wang Huan said coldly.

”Oh yeah, boss, why don't I capture that girl Li Ting for you?” Wang Wu tried to curry favor with them.

”Pah!” A resounding slap landed on Wang Wu's face.

”Your head is so funny, don't tell me you don't know what the background behind Li Ting is, touching her makes you want me to die!” Wang Huan said fearfully.

”Boss, I know I was wrong.” Wang Huan stood at the window and watched Ling Feng and Ling Feng get on the carriage, a cold smile plastered on his lips.

”Brat, you dare to steal my woman? Since you are looking to die, don't blame me for it.”

At this time, the manager of the operations department walked in and said: ”Director Wang, the ores for Lee Group have been installed.”

Thinking about those ores, Wang Huan felt a burst of pain in his heart, he waved his hand and said: ”Pull them all away, this daddy here only has a little profit this month, they are the ones who will lose money.”

Li Ting sat on the carriage with an excited expression.

”Ling Feng, you're too awesome. Looking at Wang Huan's defeated state today is just too great.”

Ling Feng laughed and said: ”If he knew that I had taken all the ores in their hall, he would probably cry from the pain.”

Just as the two was chatting happily, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed. It was because he saw two Buick cars following closely behind their cars.

Li Ting's car drove on a fast road that was sparsely populated, and suddenly the two cars sped up almost at the same time.

The driver slammed on the brakes and the car slowly came to a halt by the side of the road.

The two cars surrounded Li Ting's car, and seven to eight black-clothed men with machetes opened the door.

Seeing the person who got off the carriage, Li Ting's face changed.

”Damn it, it must have been Wang Huan who got angered to the point of finding a helper.” Li Ting said worriedly.

She also had some understanding of Wang Huan's situation. She knew that Wang Huan had some connections with the underworld, and there was even a rumor that he broke a boyfriend's tendons in order to snatch a girl.

Looking at the few thugs who were surrounding the carriage, the corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled into a cold smile.

He lit up a cigarette and said to Li Ting and the driver, ”Don't come down, I'll go down to take care of this.”

”No way, they're just people who kill people without batting an eye.” Li Ting was about to stop Ling Feng, but Ling Feng had already opened the door and alighted.

Spitting out a mouthful of smoke, he looked at the approaching crowd, Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

Zhang Hui was a well-known hoodlum. He usually crippled people and cut off the tendons in their hands and feet. He could be said to be the demon king of this area.

Just now, Wang Huan's subordinate, Wang Wu, used a million gold to make him cripple Ling Feng. Only then did he bring a few thugs to stop Ling Feng.

However, just as his eyes met Ling Feng's just now, for some reason, his mind couldn't help but tremble. From this man's body, he felt a sense of danger.

It couldn't be an illusion, Zhang Hui steadied himself and took a step back.

”Attack.”

Looking at the few lackeys who were waving their blades and rushing towards him, the tip of the cigarette in Ling Feng's hand jumped out, but his body moved like lightning, and rushed towards the lackeys.

By now, the sky had gradually turned dark. Hearing the screams not too far away, Zhang Hui's face was filled with fear.

In the dim light of the cigarette butts, he saw a ghostly figure rushing into his subordinates. In an instant, those subordinates that were like tigers were beaten up and they were lying on the ground screaming and twitching.

Some of the knives in their hands had fallen to the ground, while others had been stabbed into their thighs.

”Damn, no wonder they offered such a high price. They actually wanted me to deal with such a perverted expert.” Zhang Hui cursed Wang Wu's eight generations of ancestors in his heart.

As the tip of the cigarette fell to the ground, Ling Feng held onto a knife that was dripping with blood as he slowly walked towards Zhang Hui.

At this moment, Zhang Hui's legs were shaking as if they had gone crazy. He did not even have the slightest thoughts of resisting.

Finally, he could no longer withstand the pressure from Ling Feng's body and turned to run.

However, he had only taken two steps when he felt pain in his leg and his body fell to the ground.

He stretched out his hand, which was covered in blood.

At this moment, a figure approached him, trembling as he raised his head. Zhang Hui saw a pair of ice-cold eyes.