Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 661 - 654: Miss, Are You a Chatterbox?

Chapter 661: Chapter 654: Miss, Are You a Chatterbox?

Chapter 654: Do you chatter like a magpie, young lady?

"Only those who learn to play deaf and dumb can live a little longer," Lin Zifeng said indifferently, looking at her with a hoarse voice devoid of emotion. "Do you think you need to ask more?"

"Are you threatening me?" The girl was unfazed, her eyes narrowed as she sized him up through her heavily made-up eyelids.

Seeing that the old crone was about to charge at them, Lin Zifeng had no time to explain further. He hastily grabbed the girl’s slender waist with both Demon Claws, preparing to throw her into the passenger seat.

"What are you doing!"

The girl looked at him with round eyes, somewhat surprised.

Underneath his mask, Lin Zifeng ignored her as his Demon Claws continued to reach forward, but unexpectedly, the girl produced several playing cards in her hand!

Caught off guard, she threw the cards at Lin Zifeng’s face, and they whizzed past his face and neck.

So vicious!

Lin Zifeng felt a clench in his heart, suddenly twisted his head, and ended up with a card clamped in his mouth, the same one that had just scraped past his face.

"You forced my hand!" Lin Zifeng’s eyes reddened, and regardless of whether the girl was willing, he forcefully wrapped his Demon Claws around her slender waist and threw her with all his might. However, her reflexes and resistance were more formidable than Lin Zifeng had anticipated.

She pressed her hands firmly against Lin Zifeng’s chest, and a blush of embarrassment and anger spread across her delicate cheeks.

Dammit! Girls skilled in martial arts are not to be trifled with!

Lin Zifeng was nearly frantic inside.

At this moment, if they didn’t leave, it was very likely that both of them would be killed by the old crone.

"Hmph! Dare to challenge this young lady in combat! I’ll show you no mercy," Silence raised her head proudly, but before she could finish speaking, Lin Zifeng’s Demon Claw struck towards her chest.

The unexpected attack scared Silence into quickly using both hands to block.

"You...!"

Taking advantage of the opening, Lin Zifeng swiftly scooped up the girl’s tender body with his left hand, transferring her jasmine-scented form onto the passenger seat in one smooth motion.

Buzz.

Lin Zifeng started the sports car quickly, and Silence was tossed forcefully onto the passenger seat. Her soft body made intimate contact with the seat, and although it wasn’t very painful, this unreasonable action and the previous hasty attack by Lin Zifeng made Silence feel greatly humiliated.

She wanted to erupt in anger, but the old crone had already charged towards them, her eerie laugh turning Silence’s face pale.

"Boy, let’s see where you can run!"

The old crone screeched.

Staring at the old crone in a daze for several moments, Silence only spat out two words after the sports car started: "So ugly!"

Upon hearing this, the old crone nearly went mad on the spot.

Even Lin Zifeng felt her words were spot-on.

Buzz.

The sports car’s powerful engine burst forth instantly, sweat streaming down Lin Zifeng’s forehead. Even though the car accelerated quickly, the old crone still managed to intercept it.

"Giggle...!"

Just as the old crone jumped in front of the car window, Lin Zifeng’s pupils dilated, and he suddenly swung a domineering punch, shattering the entire car window.

"Pop...!"

As the glass shattered, his overpowering fist crashed through it and hit the old crone’s face hard. With a shriek, she was sent flying by the force of Lin Zifeng’s punch.

Blood covered the man’s fist, and glass shards deeply embedded into his flesh. The trade-off of injuring the enemy at the cost of his own heavy damage seemed hardly worth it, but there was no better choice at that moment.

Buzz.

Lin Zifeng floored the accelerator, rushing directly towards the old crone, who, having been beaten up, quickly scrambled up, finding it difficult to even keep her eyes open due to the intense glare of the headlights.

Having no other choice, the old crone darted to the edge of the road, and the sports car sped away, carrying with it a fierce whirlwind of dust and debris.

By the time the crone had recovered, Lin Zifeng had already left.

...

The sports car raced along, and the blood trickling from the corner of Lin Zifeng’s mouth gradually became noticeable, his complexion pale as paper, while Silence sat beside him, staring at him with her large eyes.

Only when the danger had passed did Lin Zifeng relax, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and glancing back at her indifferently, he said hoarsely, "Why are you staring at me?"

"You remind me of someone my brother often talks about," Silence answered honestly.

"You resemble an old friend of mine too."

"Why is she trying to kill you?"

"Killing a person doesn’t need a reason," Lin Zifeng said seriously.

"You’re really boring," Silence couldn’t imagine that someone who raced masks in the middle of the night and toyed with lives could be this uninteresting.

"Take off your mask, I want to see your face."

The girl spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction, still harboring some resentment about the attack on her chest earlier, but she didn’t bring it up directly out of concern for face.

Lin Zifeng ignored her, continuing to drive his car seriously.

"Hey! I’m talking to you!" The girl boldly reached out to grab Lin Zifeng’s mask.

Lin Zifeng turned his head and dodged, giving her a glance.

"What are you looking at? I saved your life tonight, and it’s fine if you don’t thank me, but don’t I even have the right to see what you look like? Even if your face is misshapen and flawed, as long as it’s tolerable, I’d be happy to cleanse my eyes," she said.

"Hey hey hey! I’m talking to you here. Is this how you treat your savior?" Silence was angry, pouting her lips in annoyance.

"Ha! You’re ignoring me, huh? I don’t believe this."

...

"Say, young lady, do you talk non-stop?"

Finally, Lin Zifeng could no longer endure it.

All along the way she had bombarded him with countless questions, particularly interested in the mask covering his face, making Lin Zifeng feel like he came from another planet.

"You. I.!"

Silence was momentarily at a loss for words, she raised her thumb, pointing at Lin Zifeng’s nose, and said, "Don’t think that just because you’re wearing a scrap of iron on your face, you’re acting like Yang Guo from ’The Return of the Condor Heroes.’ In fact, you’re just a shameless fellow! To fight with a girl, a beautiful woman, a beauty resembling a fairy, and then to aim for her chest!

Are you even a man? Which man resorts to chest attacks when fighting a woman?"

"Hey hey hey. I’m talking to you, why are you ignoring me again? Do you believe I’ll have my brother teach you a lesson? Hey! Are you mute now? Are you deaf?"

"I’m talking to you here. If you understand Chinese, just make a sound!"

...

It wasn’t until Lin Zifeng got out of the car that the girl stopped chattering behind him. Once out of the car, she quickly followed him.

Thinking back on the chest attack, she still felt irked, asking him all sorts of questions, to which he ignored.

This invisible blow made Silence feel extremely annoyed, very annoyed indeed!

She lifted her leg to kick at the man’s back, but Lin Zifeng turned around, and with his right hand, he grabbed her smooth, black silk-clad leg firmly in his palm.

Gazing towards the end of her thigh, at that dark, mysterious area, Lin Zifeng wasn’t moved, merely glancing briefly before shaking his head as if to give an evaluation.

"Ouch! You took advantage of me, and you still have that attitude!"