And each of them was equipped with a weapon at their waist.

Ling Feng looked at the group of people cautiously and touched the pistol at his waist.

Ling Feng slowly approached the group on his motorcycle, ready to attack at any moment.

As Ling Fengqi slowly approached, the group opposite him also began to watch him warily.

One of the bearded men looked at their leader and said, "Brother Kun, someone's coming, should we...?"

As he spoke, he made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.

The man named Kun looked at him with some displeasure: "I told you, when you're at work, you should be addressed by your job title."

With his androgynous voice and fair, handsome face, it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

"Let's assess the situation first and avoid creating unnecessary complications."

The subordinate nodded somewhat awkwardly when he saw that Brother Kun was a little angry.

Ling Feng stopped not far from the group of people, removed the car keys, and walked towards them.

It wasn't that he wanted to contact this group of people, but rather that their location happened to be right next to the Tianhu Pharmaceutical Company building, forcing Ling Feng to make contact with them.

"Stop right there! What are you doing?!"

The bearded man stepped forward and questioned him in a forceful tone.

Ling Feng frowned; the tone of the voice made him very uncomfortable.

"What I do is none of your business, get out of here!"

Upon hearing this, the bearded man's expression immediately turned cold:

"Kid, I'll give you a chance to rephrase your words, otherwise you'll stay here today!"

"If you know what's good for you, apologize to me and leave your snowmobile behind so you can get lost!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly, "He's really courting death!"