Seeing Lin Feng whose expression suddenly became crazy, the two thugs hesitated for a moment, but then picked up the steel rods again and pounced on Lin Feng left and right.

Looking at the sharp stick hitting him, Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. He mobilized the information in his heart. Countless knowledge about martial arts and actual combat poured into his brain like a tide. In an instant, a complete movement trajectory appeared out of thin air.

in his mind.

Lin Feng's mind changed, and he kicked the ground with his right foot. His body retreated sharply, and he nimbly dodged the double attack. Then he used his left foot as the axis to launch a swift and violent roundhouse kick, which was as sharp as a whip.

, instantly swept away the steel rods in their hands, leaving the three bastards who were so arrogant just a moment stunned.

"Master, the system has sent the first emergency mission. Mission goal: Defeat the three villains in front of you. Mission reward: 30 reputation points."

"It's too stingy to only have 30 points of reputation. However, I've been putting up with them for a long time, so I just want to make some extra money..."

As he spoke, Lin Feng moved his neck and murmured;

"Yinyu, let's start work..."

"Yes, Master. Information search completed."

As Yin Yu finished speaking, three pieces of personal information automatically jumped to Lin Feng's eyes, clearly visible in his mind:

Chen Daqiang, male, 41 years old, nicknamed Baldhead. Occupation: thug

Education level: Junior high school

Combat level: E level

Personality analysis: Cruel, profit-seeking, adapting to the changing circumstances

When I was a security guard at Jiutian Group, I received six months of Sanda training.

He may be carrying a small automatic weapon on his back.

Generally dangerous criminals.

Lin Feng snorted lightly and turned his attention to the two strong men on the left and right:

"Wang Jun, 32 years old, occupation: thug, education: junior high school. He has no professional training, but has been in the underground world for many years. He has a knife wound on his right shoulder that has not healed. Zhao Yong, 34 years old, occupation, thug, education

Level: Elementary school, no professional training, but has been in the underground world for many years. His left leg was once crushed and fractured."

Looking at Lin Feng who suddenly became stronger, the two ruffians looked at each other and stopped their attack. The bald head shouted:

"You guys are still dumbfounded. I have been around for so many years. Whoever meets me is like a grandson meeting his grandpa. How dare this kid be so arrogant? If word gets out, will you let me get away with you? Kill him!"

"

Wang Jun and Zhao Yong looked at each other, rushed forward again, and punched. Lin Feng, who knew the two's weaknesses, sneered, stepped sideways to let Wang Jun pass, turned around and elbowed, and stabbed the point pointed by the universal engine with his elbow.

The wound on Wang Jun's right shoulder. Suddenly, Wang Jun howled miserably like a dog whose tail was stepped on, and fell to the ground in pain while covering the old wound that burst open.

"asshole!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yong, who was standing on the right side of Lin Feng, was shocked and angry, and quickly reached for the switchblade in his pocket. Lin Feng suddenly turned his head and shouted:

"Break your broken leg again!"

After saying that, Lin Feng gave a sharp side kick, accurately hitting Zhao Yong's left calf which had been shattered and fractured. Now Lin Feng's body has been cleaned of bones and marrow, and he has practiced a level of Nine Yang Magic.

His skill, strength and bone strength have greatly increased. Not to mention such a broken leg, even a good leg can be kicked to pieces. After hearing a crisp sound, Zhao Yong cried and rolled on the ground holding his leg.

stand up.

"Little bastard, I'll kill you!"

The bald head became angry and raised the knife and stabbed Lin Feng in the back of the heart. Lin Feng snorted coldly, and without even looking, he kicked the bald head quickly, hitting the bald head in the abdomen. Then, the bald head did not react to Lin Feng.

At the right moment, a beautiful roundhouse kick knocked the knife out of the bald man's hand.

"Well...I will fight with you!"

The bald head relied on the fact that he had received several months of pre-job training from the Jiutian Group, and raised his fist to hit Lin Feng. Lin Feng dodged to the right, nimbly dodged the full blow of the bald head, and raised his left knee to meet the blow fiercely.

It hit the belly of the bald head who rushed over. With a muffled sound, the bald head fell heavily to the ground and twitched continuously.

"In that case...don't blame me for being cruel!"

The bald man lying on the ground struggled to reach for the pistol behind his waist. He was so angry that he was ready to really kill Lin Feng here. Suddenly, he was shocked. The holster was empty and the pistol was missing.

"Is this what you are looking for? Haha, I'm sorry. The moment you fell down, I pulled it out for you."

Lin Feng pulled the trigger with one finger, kept turning the May 4th pistol hidden behind his waist, and said with a smile.

"You guy...how do you know what's hidden behind my waist...No one should know..." the bald head murmured in surprise.

"Haha, bald brother, you seem to be very dissatisfied. Dissatisfaction is a disease and must be treated. I happen to specialize in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction. The time is short and the results are quick. How about it? Now, do you want me to do it for you again?

Treat him?" Lin Feng kept turning the pistol in his hand, looking down at the bald head and sneered.

"No, no, no, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, young hero, I was wrong, I was wrong, young hero, have mercy on me, young hero, have mercy on me!" The bald man's shoulders kept shaking, and he kowtowed.

It's like pounding garlic.

Lin Feng sneered, his hands flicked the pistol a few times like lightning, and then threw it in front of the bald head:

"Okay. I'll give this crap back to you for now. But if you dare to point it at me next time, I won't be so polite..."

With that said, Lin Feng turned around and walked towards the door. Looking at Lin Feng's retreating back, his bald head turned cold, and he suddenly grabbed the pistol on the ground, pointed it at Lin Feng's back, and shouted:

"Die, you arrogant brat!!!"

With that said, the bald head pulled the trigger, but no matter how hard he pulled it, the pistol just didn't respond. The bald head fiddled with the pistol left and right in surprise and murmured:

"Here, what happened..."

Lin Feng slowly turned around, held a firing pin and smiled:

"What's wrong, bald brother, the pistol doesn't fire? Look, is this missing?"

The bald man was stunned, his face suddenly changed, he quickly threw away the pistol with the firing pin removed from his hand, fell to his knees with a thud, and cried like a dead father:

"Young hero, I was wrong again. I deserve to die. I deserve to die. I am blind to go against you. I don't dare to do it anymore. I will never dare to do it again. I beg you to be noble and let me go!"

Lin Feng snorted coldly, deliberately made a sad look, shook his head and said:

"Oh my, I don't remember my last name, bald brother. As I just told you, I specialize in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction, but you don't seem to be very cooperative with the treatment. Well, just turn around and turn around.

Open the bow left and right, slap yourself a hundred times each, remember, you must use force, give me all the strength you have to suck the milk, hit you hard, if you dare not use force or don’t slap enough, don’t blame me for being rude.

Alright. Okay, fight!”

The bald head quickly turned around and slapped himself hard. The loud slap echoed in the room:

"One! Two! Three! Four! Five..."

After about twenty slaps from each side, the bald head finally couldn't bear it any longer. He secretly turned around to see if Lin Feng had left, but what he saw was Lin Feng standing behind him, sneering:

"Why, you dare to turn back after I asked you to slap me? - You want to see if I'm gone? Start from the beginning and slap me again!"

As he spoke, Lin Feng kicked the bald head until it was chewed up by a dog. The bald head quickly got up, ignoring the pain all over his body, and slapped himself harder:

"One! Two! Three! Four! Five!..."

…

…

After a long time, the bald head finally finished slapping a total of two hundred slaps. The bald head, whose entire face had been swollen from the slaps, turned around miserably:

"Young hero, this is all right..."

——Lin Feng has long since disappeared.
Chapter completed!