"If you talk like that, I'll curse you out." Li Changfeng cursed.
"You said you wouldn't mind telling me, but the next sentence is that I'm not worthy."
"How could there be such a fickle idiot like you in this world? Did you lose your soul when you were a child? Or did your head get damaged during childbirth?"
Li Changfeng's cursing was extremely offensive and particularly jarring.
Honest people would be furious if they heard this, and would smash a hole in the south wall.
"You...you spew filth, you shameless scoundrel, you morally corrupt man!" The man's face turned red and his neck thickened.
"You're ruining my mother's reputation! I'll ask you one last time, who sent you here?" Li Changfeng issued his final ultimatum.
"You want to know? I'm not going to tell you."
"Fine, fine, I'll make you talk it out obediently and confess honestly," Li Changfeng said through gritted teeth, then kicked off with his right foot and launched an attack.
The person took a deep breath, adjusted their mindset, and dealt with the situation calmly.
He knew Li Changfeng was extraordinary. The patriarch had specifically instructed him that the two people he had sent out earlier had not been able to be contacted and might have perished. Therefore, he must not be impatient or let his mood affect his state of mind.
If things fall into chaos, you've already lost half the battle before it even begins.
If you're dealing with an ordinary martial artist, you don't need to worry about mindset; you can take them down in no time.
However, Li Changfeng should not be underestimated, otherwise he will follow in the footsteps of the two who came before him.
This whole thing... got off to a bad start, it was a complete disaster.
The patriarch said that Li Changfeng was in Jinghai, so he went all the way there and searched for two whole days without finding a single hair on his head.
After making many inquiries, I learned that Li Changfeng had come to the provincial capital and had taken a very long detour.
From the provincial capital to Jinghai, and then from Jinghai back to the provincial capital, these three days have been exhausting. I haven't eaten well, drunk well, or slept well.
Three words to describe it: Damn it!
You probably have a clue as to who assassinated Li Changfeng.
The Chai family in the provincial capital!
That is, the top expert of the Chai family sent by the patriarch: Elder Wei!
The two clashed instantly, and within three moves, Old Wei realized that his so-called mindset was completely useless.
Even if monks claim to be detached from worldly desires and have severed all worldly ties, it's all for naught.
Because the disparity in strength was too great.
When two equally matched opponents are on equal footing, the one who can maintain composure will have a greater chance of winning.
The difference is vast, everything is in vain, a futile comparison.
At the same time, he was secretly surprised.
Who exactly is this Li Changfeng? Is he just a lowly bodyguard?
He looks to be only in his early twenties, a young man, how could he have such formidable skills?
A martial arts genius? A born prodigy?
Knowing that he had been practicing martial arts for over forty years and had only reached the sixth level of the Innate Realm, he considered himself to be among the top five in the entire provincial capital.
Today I met Li Changfeng, and all my pride and achievements vanished, becoming insignificant.
Compared to others, it's nothing.
It dealt a severe blow to confidence.
Behind Li Changfeng must be a peerless master. No matter how talented someone is, they still need a famous teacher to guide them and a wise person to teach them with care.
The Chai family has probably bitten off more than they can chew.
It's still a red-hot iron plate!
In the blink of an eye, Li Changfeng transformed his fist into a claw and grabbed the other person's shoulder.
Old Wei was experienced and reacted quickly, flipping his wrist to grab Li Changfeng's shoulder as well.
The two grabbed each other almost simultaneously.
"Snap!"
"Ah!" Old Wei let out a scream.
My arm is dislocated! No, it's broken.
Li Changfeng remained completely still and unharmed.
While they appear to be fighting tooth and nail, using the same techniques, the power they unleash is worlds apart.
If you punch someone, nothing happens; but if someone punches you, you're half dead—it's the same principle.
Then, without giving him any chance to retaliate, Li Changfeng kicked him in the dantian.
Old Wei fell to the ground with a thud, but his arm was still firmly held by Li Changfeng.
Immediately, Master Li twisted his body, exerted force in his arms, and Old Wei flew through the air and crashed to the other side.
Have you ever seen someone swing back and forth like that? Li Changfeng grabbed one of his hands and swung it back and forth, throwing him to the left and then to the right, Kuku doing a series of maneuvers.
Old Wei was dizzy and seeing stars; deep craters had been dug into the ground on both sides.
After about twenty blows, Old Wei coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling that all his ribs were broken.
Already old and frail, after such a violent fall, his health points will be reduced by at least half.
The blood was mixed with bits of flesh, which was extremely disgusting, and the internal organs were severely ruptured.
"Serves you right for not telling me, for trying to fool me, for being so cheeky, for not knowing what's good for you," Li Changfeng said, slapping the object as he cursed.
"Old man, you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin, and you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River."
"You're asking for trouble, or you're forcing yourself to suffer. Even a god couldn't save you."
"I'll make you taste what it's like to be arrogant with me, and show you what it means to torture someone."
"Cough cough cough, I'll talk... I'll talk." Old Wei gave in, completely convinced, his words coming out in broken sentences, spitting blood as he spoke.
"It's too late to say now, I'll do ten more."
Li Changfeng became addicted and couldn't put it down; one could say that tormenting people brought him pleasure.
After ten blows, Old Wei was thrown ten meters away.
It crashed into a broken wall with a bang, its body passing right through it, leaving a large, human-shaped hole.
"Hey, stop playing dead and answer my question." Li Changfeng lit a cigarette, looking nonchalant.
Old Wei was spitting out blood, lying on his back, his body looking as if it had been dismembered and forcibly stitched back together.
That feeling was excruciating.
More than 70% of his bones are broken.
He wanted to answer Li Changfeng's question, but the intense pain he could feel rendered him speechless.
Li Changfeng approached little by little, "Is he that weak? Or is he just pretending to be pitiful?"
"How about I do ten more?"
“No…” Old Wei said hoarsely.
"Can't you talk? Then stop whining like a bird, you ugly person always makes trouble."
"I...I'm from the Chai...family in the provincial capital." Old Wei managed to utter a few words with great effort.
"Understood." Li Changfeng nodded, confirming the target.
A few days ago, because he thought the journey was too long and he was afraid that Ye Zihan might have an accident if he left for too long, he left a little hope for the Chai family.
Now that they've arrived in the provincial capital, another attack has occurred, so it's convenient to settle old scores and do some quick things.
"Li Changfeng, spare my life... please," Old Wei said with difficulty.
"It's too late, everything is too late. If you start to confess honestly, I might consider it."
"Now that we've fought and competed, you're a defeated general. Would I be crazy to let you live?"
Li Changfeng put the cigarette in his mouth and stomped down with his right leg.
"Hmm!" Old Wei's body jerked, his eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets.
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