Chapter 11 Counter Kill

The cold and handsome man heard Xu Feng's shout and got off the car. His face remained calm, without any smile, holding a 20-centimeter long dagger in his hand, the dagger flying in his hand as he walked. Like a blooming cold and glamorous firework, it drew beautiful arcs in the air, finally landing in his palm. The aura he exuded was enough to make everyone present tremble with fear. "Damn, this young master is really not to be trifled with. This little knife he's playing with is so dazzling, it's too scary." Lan Feng, who was the target of this display, was truly being underestimated. "He's a wanted criminal, with several lives on his hands, it wouldn't matter to him to kill Lan Feng." "Just by looking at his knife skills, it's worth the price. Why not castrate Lan Feng first and then torture him, wouldn't that be more fun?" As the cold and stern man approached, Xu Feng's heart sank. "Yes, cut it off and feed it to the dogs. Hahaha." "Who should I kill?" The cold and stern man asked expressionlessly. Xu Feng proudly pointed at Lan Feng, his smile widening, the show was about to begin. He instructed his lackeys to take out their phones and start recording, how could such a scene not be captured? The cold and handsome man glanced at Lan Feng, his face finally showing some emotion. Wasn't this the person who saved him in the hospital? "You want me to kill him?" "Yes, don't be polite, torture him however you want. The more he suffers, the happier I am." Xu Feng couldn't wait any longer. "Suffering? You're happy?" Cold Junnan suddenly turned around. Slap. A heavy slap landed on Xu Feng's face. Confused, Xu Feng rubbed his cheek and said in a desolate tone, "Bro, you've got the wrong person. It's him, not me." "No, I hit the right person," said Lu Dayong. "I paid the money, you got it right. I paid you to kill him," Xu Feng pointed to his nose, unable to understand why this guy couldn't tell friend from foe. "I took your money, and I'll take your life too." Looking around at his henchmen, Xu Feng was completely bewildered. He paid to have someone killed, not to be killed himself. "Are you stupid? I'm the one who paid you." "I know." "Then why the hell are you trying to kill me? Are you out of your mind?" Xu Feng was furious, not a penny of his money was wasted. "You picked the wrong person. You can kill anyone, but not him," Cold Junnan coldly snorted. "You idiot." Ignoring him, Cold Junnan turned to Lu Feng. "Benefactor, I didn't know he was trying to kill you. How should we deal with him now?" Lu Dayong asked Lu Feng. "I'm a generous person, but if someone dares to have thoughts about my woman, I'll make sure he dies." Lu Feng smirked and walked away. "Lu Feng, you can't kill me." "Lu Feng, you damn well come back here, how dare you try to kill me." The only response to him was the gradually receding figure. The man known as Black-faced Yan Luo, Lv Dayong, turned around and stepped towards Xu Feng. Terrified, Xu Feng kept backing away. Although he didn't understand why there was such a big reversal, he could tell that this Black-faced Yan Luo really wanted his life. When did Lu Feng become his benefactor? Damn it, no wonder he said he could kill anyone, except Lu Feng. There must be some deep connection between them. "I'll give you another fifty thousand to let me go." Xu Feng trembled with fear from the killing intent emanating from him. "One hundred thousand, no, two hundred thousand." Xu Feng immediately raised the price when he saw no response. "The words of a benefactor are worth more than gold and silver." "Five million, enough to live comfortably for the rest of my life." Xu Feng straightforwardly held out five fingers. Five million is probably more money than a person could earn in a lifetime. As a killer, he couldn't help but be tempted. Puff. Xu Feng felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and saw blood flowing out when he lowered his head. He looked at Lv Dayong in disbelief. How could there be someone in this world who doesn't love money? "I like money, but I understand even more what gratitude is. When someone gives you a drop of water, you should repay them with a gushing spring. Blame yourself for offending the wrong person." "No, you can't." Puff, puff, puff. In the darkness, the sound of screams continued. Back at home, Lu Feng sneaked into his room. The house was filled with her favorite scent, Lin Qingyi's. It had been two years since she last smelled this scent, but now, it still stirred up excitement and longing in her soul. Lin Qingyi lay on the bed, looking at a women's magazine. She seemed to be in a good mood, otherwise she would only be working. Wearing a light purple one-piece nightgown made her look more sexy and elegant. When Lu Feng came in, Lin Qingyi put down the magazine in her hand, her captivating eyes fixed on Lu Feng: "Tell me, what happened today?" "I do know Lin Xiaoya, we are indeed acquainted. When I was in prison, I had a good relationship with her distant relative. She picked me up when I was released from prison." Lu Feng lied while looking into his eyes. They could clearly feel their hearts beating wildly, not sure if it was because of his constant lies or because he hadn't seen his beloved for two years, feeling a bit excited. "And then? Did you save her Miss Lin?" Lin Qingyi was skeptical, feeling like she was listening to a story. With Lin Xiaoya's attitude towards him, it was certain that the two were not just acquaintances. What was the relationship between them and the Liu family? "Well, she didn't pick me up, but on the way, I received a call from her Miss Lin, saying she wasn't feeling well. I went to check on her. You know, I couldn't just sit around for two years. I learned a bit of Chinese medicine inside, of course, just the basics." "Why did she come to find you again?" "I gave her an acupuncture treatment at the time, but I had to leave in a hurry to come see you. Then her Miss Lin felt a bit better, and they thought I was very skilled, so they came to find me again, it was all by chance." "What was her illness?" "After all, she's not really sick, what illness could she have? Just overworked, tired from working all day, just like you, my wife. So in the future, you have to take care of your body." After Lu Feng finished speaking, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had promised the old man that he would never mention anything between them. So he could only make up lies to deceive Lin Qingyi. In the environment of the prison, even if he studied medicine, it would not be possible to learn acupuncture and medical skills in a short period of time. Therefore, he could only say that he accidentally cured himself, so Lin Qingyi would not suspect him. "Sleep on the floor." Lin Qingyi didn't delve too deeply into the matter, as long as the crisis in the Lin family was resolved, she didn't seem to care about anything else. "My wife, we haven't seen each other in two years, and you still want me to sleep on the floor." Lu Feng said with a hint of grievance. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, it's been two whole years, shouldn't they do something? "Do you want to sleep on the bed?" Lin Qingyi asked. "Yes, I dream of it." Lu Feng nodded vigorously, how could he not want to. Since 'marrying' Lin Qingyi, Lu Feng had always slept on the floor, that marriage bed was off-limits to him. Lin Qingyi smiled faintly, her face with a touch of makeup was exceptionally enchanting, as beautiful as a fairy descending from heaven. Lu Feng stared, his heart raging, how could there be such a stunningly beautiful woman in the world. Unexpectedly, Lin Qingyi moved her body to the side, making room for Lu Feng. At that moment, Lu Feng was like a wild beast, rushing forward...