Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 484: Cripple with One Kick

Chapter 484: Chapter 484: Cripple with One Kick

Seeing this, Zhuo Yating’s complexion turned pale with rage.

She glared at Chen Feng with dead-set eyes, bellowing, "Chen Feng, you coward, scared stiff by a mere gun. Where’s the courage you had back in that courtyard?"

Hearing this, Chen Feng turned his head to look at Zhuo Yating and said indifferently, "Big sister, that’s a gun we’re talking about. They’re right, I’m no match for a gun!"

Having said that, Chen Feng ignored Zhuo Yating and went straight to the corner, bending down to pick up a rope.

"Ha ha ha, what a wimp indeed!"

The middle-aged man gloated at this sight, then turned his head toward Zhuo Yating with a lecherous smile and said, "Beautiful police officer, now that your sidekick has chickened out, will you willingly come to me? Really, don’t make me get rough. I am a cultured man, you know!"

Though he said this, the middle-aged man’s eyes never left Zhuo Yating’s body...

Such behavior, far from being of a cultured man, was clearly that of a despicable pervert!

"You... you’ll never get away with this!"

Zhuo Yating glared fiercely at the middle-aged man, coldly speaking out.

"Ah, beautiful police officer, why do this to yourself? Forcing me to be rough, are you? Very well, a wild horse like you needs a hard hand to be thoroughly tamed!"

The middle-aged man laughed lewdly as he spoke.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a cold light flashed in the man’s eyes. Without another word, he lifted his leg and lashed out with a fierce kick, which landed heavily on Zhuo Yating’s abdomen.

Zhuo Yating couldn’t evade in time and took the full brunt of the kick.

That could be considered the man’s full-powered kick.

With the middle-aged man being so tall and sturdy, such a full-force kick would be unbearable, not just for a woman like Zhuo Yating but even for a much stronger young man.

Zhuo Yating collapsed to the ground on the spot, clutching her abdomen, her face contorted with excruciating pain.

But Zhuo Yating, stubborn as she was, bit down hard on her teeth to prevent herself from crying out in pain.

"Well, well, can hold it in? Quite the firecracker, huh? I like that!"

The middle-aged man said coldly, then lifted his right foot, preparing to kick Zhuo Yating in the abdomen again.

He intended to torture Zhuo Yating until she was completely submissive and dared not resist any longer.

Among the girls he had captured before, there were also those with fiery temperaments, initially defiant in every way.

He had subdued them with this very method of punches and kicks.

So, with Zhuo Yating, he planned to employ the same tactic.

As Zhuo Yating lay on the ground, she saw the middle-aged man’s foot coming at her again, a glint of despair flashed across her beautiful eyes.

Just the previous kick alone was almost too much for her to bear.

If she took another kick, she feared she might not even need the middle-aged man’s gun to be knocking on death’s door.

With this thought, Zhuo Yating closed her eyes in utter despair.

However, just as the middle-aged man’s foot was about to land on Zhuo Yating’s abdomen,

At that moment, out of nowhere, a rope flew through the air.

The rope, as if it had a mind of its own, shot straight toward the middle-aged man’s neck and swiftly wrapped around it.

This gave the middle-aged man such a shock that for a moment, he couldn’t even worry about Zhuo Yating on the ground.

As the rope tightened around his neck, it continued to constrict.

At this rate, he would surely be strangled to death!

The middle-aged man hurriedly grabbed at the rope around his neck, scrambling with his hands while his gaze followed the rope to the other end.

He wanted to see where this rope had come from, as it was all too eerie.

But upon looking, the middle-aged man was completely dumbstruck.

For at the other end of the rope was Chen Feng’s hand!

"What... what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man glared fiercely at Chen Feng and roared.

"Aren’t you asking me to tie you up?"

Chen Feng said with a slight smile.

"Bastard, I said tie yourself up!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

"Exactly, that’s precisely what I’m doing—I’m tying you up!"

Chen Feng nodded earnestly and replied.

"Ah, you really are trying to kill me with anger. Well then, I might as well send you off now!"

Enraged to the point of losing control, the middle-aged man pointed his gun at Chen Feng and was about to pull the trigger.

However, just at that moment, Chen Feng suddenly yanked the rope in his hand.

Since the other end was wrapped around the middle-aged man’s neck, the pull by Chen Feng was abrupt.

Instantly, the rope tightened around the middle-aged man’s neck again.

Under Chen Feng’s tremendous force, the middle-aged man lost his balance and was about to topple to the ground.

His handgun also slipped accidentally from his grip and fell to the floor.

"Ah!"

The middle-aged man bellowed in rage and immediately reached for the handgun on the ground.

Yet, Chen Feng was certainly not going to give the middle-aged man another chance to touch the gun.

Chen Feng turned into a blur, gripping the rope and charging straight at the middle-aged man.

Reaching the man’s side, Chen Feng first kicked the handgun away, then began to circle around the middle-aged man rapidly.

After about four or five seconds, the middle-aged man’s limbs, along with his neck, were tightly bound together by the rope, like a pig ready for slaughter.

Even the middle-aged man himself couldn’t comprehend how his limbs were tied up because Chen Feng’s speed was just too fast.

All he saw were a few afterimages flickering before him, and then he was bound like this.

Once Chen Feng stopped, he dusted off his hands and looked at the middle-aged man, asking indifferently, "Anything else you want to say?"

"You better release me now, or I’ll kill you, believe it or not?"

The middle-aged man glowered at Chen Feng and said coldly.

"I believe it, I certainly do!"

Chen Feng squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"Then why aren’t you hurrying up to let me go?"

The middle-aged man said with an air of arrogance.

"Alright!"

Chen Feng nodded.

Then he turned his head and glanced at the victimized girls, then at Jiang Shiqi, whose complexion was ashen. A chilling light flashed in his eyes before turning back to the middle-aged man and saying calmly, "But before I let you go, I have to deliver them a gift on your behalf!"

With that, Chen Feng, without any further words, lifted his foot and kicked straight at the middle-aged man.

"Crack!"

A sound like a violent crash rang out.

"Ow!!!"

Followed by that, a pitiful and agonizing scream echoed within the room.

The expression on the middle-aged man’s face at that moment was too spectacular, too soul-stirring...