Chapter 201 Dying with Unresolved Feelings
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng suddenly waved his hand, and dozens of silver needles transformed into a stream of light, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, instantly piercing through the dozen or so people in the front row, who immediately fell down.
"What...what is this?!"
When Wei Lin saw the dozen or so underlings beside him suddenly fall to the ground and die, their eyes still tightly closed, all of them dying with their eyes open.
"This is your last chance. Where is the leader of the Green Bamboo here?"
Yang Feng glanced at them coldly, then slowly took a few steps forward, holding five invisible silver needles in each hand. Under the lamplight, they gleamed with a chilling aura.
"Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to let me go."
Wei Lin nodded slightly, forcing a smile, but his eyes gleamed with a sharp light. He held a black 911 pistol behind his back.
He was just about to fire the gun quickly...
Suddenly, a streak of light pierced right through the center of his forehead, and a trickle of blood flowed from the tiny hole. He collapsed and died.
"No need."
A soft voice drifted from Yang Feng's mouth.
"ah!"
The Green Bamboo Society's underlings were all terrified and staggered backward involuntarily. Facing an unknown death was the most terrifying thing.
It was as if Yang Feng were a death god from hell, reaping a life with a wave of his hand.
Heng Qing and his men watched with great excitement. The more enemies they encountered, the more thrilled they felt, especially when they were afraid of their leader.
"The rest of you, who knows where the leader of Qingzhu is right now? You have ten seconds."
Yang Feng smiled slightly, looking at his group of underlings from the Green Bamboo Society, and said calmly.
“I…I know, it’s on the fourth floor…I’ll take you there.”
Finally, a few underlings couldn't stand it any longer and came out nervously. One of them, a young man with dyed red hair, spoke up.
The tension and trembling in his voice could be clearly heard.
"Red Three! What do you mean! How dare you betray our Green Bamboo Society! Do you know..."
At this moment, a young man with a decent reputation shouted loudly from among the crowd in Qingzhu.
Before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground, blood flowing from his forehead to the sides of his nose, dying with his eyes wide open.
How dare a petty thug talk about loyalty and betrayal? What kind of prestige does he have to put on?
"Who else—desires loyalty just like him?" Yang Feng glanced at them and said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the underlings of the Green Bamboo Society could no longer hold back and knelt down, begging for mercy.
They were all still young and didn't want to die so early. The reason they joined the Green Bamboo Society was that they wanted to be powerful and influential outside, and if they said they were members of the Green Bamboo Society, almost no one would dare to mess with them.
Faced with the fear of death, they naturally knelt down and begged for survival!
Heng Qing and the others behind Yang Feng were stunned. The fight hadn't even really started yet, and they had all knelt down.
That's incredible!
“You’re lucky, I won’t kill you. Lead the way—to find your leader here.”
Yang Feng smiled and stepped forward, pointing at the red-haired young man, speaking in an unquestionable voice.
"Yes, yes, yes..." the red-haired youth replied, trembling slightly, then turned and walked ahead towards the fourth floor.
Yang Feng instructed Heng Qing to subdue the Qingzhu followers who were willing to follow him, and to release those who were unwilling.
After explaining everything, he quickly walked up behind the red-haired youth and they went to the fourth floor together.
Upon reaching the fourth-floor corridor, Yang Feng glanced at the security camera in the corner of the wall, his expression remaining calm; this thing had no effect on him at all.
Strength is what truly conquers all!
At the doorway of a room at the end of the corridor, the red-haired youth stopped, turned around, and said in a slightly trembling voice:
"It's...it's inside."
Yang Feng nodded, and as soon as he reached out to open the door, countless bullets flew towards him in a dazzling display.
Moreover, there is only one smooth corridor here, with nowhere to hide.
Yang Feng's eyes widened in surprise. After regaining his composure, he turned around and pulled the red-haired youth in front of him, blocking all the bullets.
He was instantly riddled with bullets, his body covered in sores that it was no exaggeration to say that blood flowed like a river.
"Sigh~ I should have thanked you properly for showing me the way, but unfortunately there's nothing I can do about it."
Yang Feng looked at the menacing gun barrels covering his body, sighed slightly, threw him to the ground, and murmured, "If you have family, I will help them this time. You can leave in peace."
After all, this guy's death was truly tragic.
I had barely survived when I was dragged into this situation to take a bullet for myself.
A sense of regret welled up in Yang Feng's heart. Faced with the barrage of bullets, he would be severely injured with his current strength, but not killed.
However, it's completely different if you're in the late stage of Qi Refining. In the martial arts hierarchy, the late stage of Qi Refining is equivalent to a super strong Earth-rank expert.