Chapter 84: Don't be afraid of strong enemies, just be afraid that the enemy is not strong enough
"Mr. Wei...save me...save me..."
"I don't want to die...I want to continue to serve you..."
Ma Jian cried with joy and his whole body was shaking with excitement.
Although he didn't dare to look back.
But he knew that the person walking towards him was none other than Wei Wuji, who had been in secret contact with him many times during this period.
He also knew that Wei Wuji was Hong Qingbo's confidant and took orders directly from Hong Qingbo.
Wei Wuji's appearance this time was obviously assigned by Hong Qingbo and came specifically to save him...
"Who the hell are you?!"
Chong Feihu's face darkened, and he glared at Wei Wuji with a ferocious expression.
Although he has dominated the Xinghai for thirty years.
But he had never met Wei Wuji.
"It doesn't matter who I am."
"The important thing is, if you want to beat my dog, you must ask my opinion first."
Wei Wuji came slowly from a distance, with his hands behind his back, his eyes not squinting, and his natural aura that made people hold their breath subconsciously.
He was dressed in an old-era attire, wearing a moon-white gown, black satin cloth shoes, and a red python leather belt.
The front half of his head was shaved smoothly, and a rat tail hung down on the back of his head, blowing in the wind.
"I don't agree with you hitting my dog."
"My dog, only I can fight it."
Wei Wuji's face was as white as jade, without any expression, and his tone was as calm as water.
However, Chong Feihu felt a powerful force that was as overwhelming as Mount Tai, sweeping out from Wei Wuji and crushing him.
Chong Feihu, who was not convinced, still wanted to speak.
But, just as he opened his mouth, the Desert Eagle actually dissolved inch by inch in his hand.
Like ice cubes exposed to the hot sun.
In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared without a trace.
Chong Feihu's face turned pale.
I broke out in a cold sweat.
He has never encountered anything so weird and bizarre.
Ma Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
The death threat with the gun to his head was finally lifted.
He quickly ran behind Wei Wuji.
He followed Wei Wuji step by step.
"Are you Liu Mengdie's bodyguard?"
Wei Wuji's calm gaze, without sadness or joy, fell on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded calmly.
"Although your strength is not bad."
"But that's it."
Wei Wuji withdrew his gaze from Lin Feng and looked into the void. When he spoke again, his voice was also ethereal, as if it was coming from the distant horizon, "Because you are not far from death."
Chong Feihu picked up a military thorn and threw it at Wei Wuji like a javelin.
However!
As soon as the military thorn flew out, in an instant, at a speed and state visible to the naked eye, it dissolved inch by inch and disappeared into ashes.
Its fate was exactly the same as that of the Desert Eagle.
Chong Feihu's body went limp, and he collapsed on the ground weakly.
this time.
He was really frightened!
"It is still unclear who will win."
"Only the one who laughs last knows."
Lin Feng smiled disapprovingly, "I've always been the one who laughs last."
"Go back and tell your master:"
"I, Lin, am not afraid of strong enemies, but I am afraid that the enemies are not strong enough."
"It's been a long time since I met an opponent worth fighting."
"If all the men under his command are Song Ping and Shi Potian, then he'd better not waste time and send people to deal with me."
"All he can do is to send away the rabble under his command, wash his neck, and wait for me to come and chop him off."
Chong Feihu opened his mouth wide and looked at Lin Feng in horror.
He never expected:
After Lin Feng witnessed Wei Wuji's terrifying magical powers with his own eyes, he was as wild and domineering as before!
He didn't know that Lin Feng was really capable of confronting powerful enemies?
Or are you saying this just to show off and scare Wei Wuji away?
"You are about to die!"
"Still talking nonsense?"
"Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"
Ma Jian, who was hiding behind Wei Wuji, pointed at Lin Feng with confidence and made sarcastic remarks.
The words just fell!
"Click——"
He suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from his neck.
then!
He was completely shocked.
The person who broke his neck actually rescued him from Chong Feihu's gun...
Wei!
none!
avoid!
"Why... why..."
Ma Jian struggled to ask what was on his mind.
Wei Wuji saved him and then killed him!
this……
It’s simply unreasonable!
"traitor."
"Damn it."
Wei Wuji contracted his fingers, and Ma Jian tilted his head. Although his mouth and eyes were open, he was already dead.
"I suggest you prepare a good coffin for yourself in advance."
"Lest your body be exposed in the wilderness and become a meal for vultures and wild dogs."
Until Wei Wuji's figure submerged into the Xiran crowd and disappeared completely, the words he left behind before leaving could still be heard clearly in Lin Feng's ears.
"Lin... Mr. Lin... this person just now... who is this person?"
Chong Feihu asked hesitantly while sweating on his feet.
"Since you don't believe in my strength."
"Why go to all the trouble to make me owe you a favor and ask me to fight in the ring for you?"
The worries in his heart were put away by Lin Feng with one word, and he was immediately embarrassed to the point of Chong Feihu, his face turned red, and he wished he could stuff his head into his crotch.
"Mr. Lin... you misunderstood... you misunderstood..."
Chong Feihu was eager to defend himself.
However, when the words came to his lips, he, who was always sharp-tongued and quick-thinking, seemed to have a short-circuit in his mind and didn't know where to start.
After a short silence, Chong Feihu spoke again and went straight to the topic:
"Of course I believe you."
"I'm waiting for you outside Liu Mengdie's company just to talk to you in detail about competing in the ring the day after tomorrow."
He stayed in the coffee shop, waiting for Lin Feng, just to talk to Lin Feng about what might happen when he competes in the ring the day after tomorrow.
However, Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders and responded nonchalantly: "What's there to talk about? Just do it!"
Chong Feihu, "..."
I was a little speechless.
Watching Lin Feng's elegant back walk away, he secretly gave a thumbs up:
The boss is the boss!
Don’t be surprised by changes!
Mount Tai collapses in front of us but remains unchanged!
After meeting a strong man like Wei Wuji, he could still be so calm and unhurried!
Really worthy of being a boss!
He now fully believes that Lin Feng has the strength to win the arena match the day after tomorrow.
At this thought, Chong Feihu grinned with a simple and honest smile.
"Boss, what should we do with these bitches?"
Follower's frightened voice brought Chong Feihu's thoughts back to reality.
Chong Feihu glanced at the dozen gangsters brought by Ma Jian and snorted coldly: "Break your limbs and bring them back to the manor. After drying them, grind them into dregs and use them as fertilizer for growing flowers and trees. It should be good."
"They offended Mr. Lin, and they should pay this price."
…
At this time, Lin Feng had just walked into the garage when he received a call from He Jiaren.
This made him look embarrassed.
I don’t know whether I should answer He Jiaren’s call...