The man gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and struggled to say, "I...I'm here to take your life. Don't ask any more questions!"
After saying that, the man forcefully stabbed Jiang Feng in the abdomen.
Jiang Feng quickly released the man's arm, and the man took the opportunity to jump up and run away.
Jiang Feng was not about to let this person off easily. He caught up with the man, swung his right foot and kicked him hard in the waist, then delivered a heavy chop, knocking him to the ground.
Jiang Feng bent down, pressing his knee against the man's head. He sneered and said, "Answer my questions, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
The man lay on the ground, groaning in pain, but Jiang Feng didn't give him a chance to speak at all. He grabbed the man's throat with one hand, choked him with the other, lifted him up, and held a dagger to his throat with the other hand.
The man trembled with fear, repeatedly begging for mercy, "Brother Jiang, please spare me! I'll talk, I'll talk, please!"
Jiang Feng snorted coldly and said, "Speak quickly!"
"My name is Wang Zhiming. I'm here to kill Lin Xueqi on my father's orders!"
Upon hearing Wang Zhiming's words, Jiang Feng's expression changed.
Jiang Feng had no idea that his guess was right; Lin Xueqi's father had actually sent Wang Zhiming to kill him!
"Uncle Lin, I never imagined he was the murderer of Lin Xueqi. Did you know about this?" Jiang Feng said coldly.
"I never expected my dad to do something like this, but it's his order, so I have to obey!" Wang Zhiming said through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, you really are a tough guy!" Jiang Feng sneered, then said, "Since that's how it is, I'll send you to your death!"
After saying that, Jiang Feng twisted Wang Zhiming's neck forcefully, and blood splattered everywhere.
"ah!"
Wang Zhiming screamed and spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his eyes wide open.
Jiang Feng didn't even bother to look at Wang Zhiming again. He turned his head, looked at the lifeless Wang Zhiming lying on the ground, and said, "Tell me, why did your father ask you to kill Lin Xueqi?"
Wang Zhiming opened his mouth, about to speak, but found that he could no longer speak.
"I know you're curious why I didn't just kill you, right?" Jiang Feng asked calmly.
Wang Zhiming nodded.
"Because..." Jiang Feng smiled slightly, "Because I want to keep you, so you can slowly savor the taste of losing your beloved."
After saying that, Jiang Feng threw the knife aside, squatted down, covered Wang Zhiming's mouth with his hand, then took out a small black handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Zhiming's mouth. He then searched Wang Zhiming's body and finally pulled out a dagger and a bottle of medicine.
Wang Zhiming's eyes widened, his gaze filled with terror.
Jiang Feng smiled, licked the sharp tip of the dagger with his tongue, and said with a laugh, "Don't worry, I won't kill you right away. I'll torture you slowly and let you experience the most unbearable and cruel life in the world."
Wang Zhiming shook his head in horror, tears streaming down his face.
Jiang Feng stood up, walked to Wang Zhiming's side with a smile, held the dagger to Wang Zhiming's cheek, and said softly, "This is a fine knife that can cut through iron like mud!"
After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he slashed downwards forcefully!
"ah!"
Wang Zhiming screamed in agony, and a deep bloody gash immediately appeared on his face.
Wang Zhiming frowned in pain, and Jiang Feng sneered, "How are you feeling?"
Wang Zhiming remained silent.
"Do you hate me to death?" Jiang Feng asked.
Wang Zhiming nodded.
"I want to ask you this: In this world, did you ever truly love Lin Xueqi? What did you love about her?"
"I..." Wang Zhiming hesitated.
"Are you saying you don't like her?" Jiang Feng continued to ask.
Wang Zhiming continued to nod.
Jiang Feng sneered and said, "If you don't like her, why are you risking your life for her? Do you know that without you, Lin Xueqi wouldn't have been killed!"
"I know!" Wang Zhiming suddenly raised his head and roared, "But I am a soldier, obeying orders is my duty!"
"Heh, you really think I'm joking with you? Do you think you can get out of here alive?" Jiang Feng asked.
"No, I can't leave here alive!" Wang Zhiming closed his eyes in despair.
He knew very well that he was no match for Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng smiled contemptuously and said, "You're wrong. Even if I let you go, you're still doomed. If I wanted you dead, you would have been dead long ago. So, you don't need to feel too burdened. Just go and be with your beloved Lin Xueqi in peace, haha..."
After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he threw the dagger aside and turned to leave.
After Jiang Feng left, a car drove up from a distance.
The car stopped in front of Wang Zhiming, the door opened, and Lin Xueqi got out of the car.
Lin Xueqi was holding a bouquet of flowers; it seemed she had just come from the hospital.
She walked to Wang Zhiming's side and handed him the flowers.
Wang Zhiming stared blankly at the vibrant, luscious rose in his hand.
Lin Xueqi gently stroked the wounds on Wang Zhiming's face and said softly, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Just wait, I will find the murderer and avenge you!"
Wang Zhiming stared blankly at Lin Xueqi, his eyes filled with shock.
Seeing this, Lin Xueqi smiled and said, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not doing this for you, but for myself. You should know that I've always liked Jiang Feng. Although we broke up, deep down I still can't forget him. I remember everything about him clearly, and I absolutely won't allow any other girl to have anything to do with him!"
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