Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 217: She is under my protection

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: She is under my protection

Li Feng looked arrogantly at the thugs who approached; on the way back, Mu Yuyan had already recounted how Baili Hai had threatened her.

It turned out that Baili Hai employed despicable methods – hiring street thugs to appear at Mu Yuyan’s house, had people follow her family members around, and sent photos to her intermittently.

This kind of pestering was undoubtedly disgusting, and Mu Yuyan was under immense psychological pressure.

Unable to gamble with her family’s safety, Mu Yuyan had to succumb to some extent, but she did not want to become an object of play for shameless people like Baili Hai, so she resorted to threatening with her life.

Baili Hai, the pervert, undoubtedly found Mu Yuyan’s resistance amusing. That’s why he didn’t just force himself upon her. Instead, he relished the process of "conquest."

Had Li Feng not appeared, it would have turned out as Mu Yuyan said – she might have ultimately ended up committing suicide.

"Ha, buddy, aren’t you afraid of biting your tongue with all that wind, you protect her, who do you think you are?"

Huang Mao smirked dismissively, looking at Li Feng as if he was a joke.

"Don’t make me repeat myself."

Li Feng glared coldly at Huang Mao, who laughed out loud thrice, turning to his lackeys, "Haha, I’ve seen arrogant, but never this arrogant. He actually said not to make him repeat himself."

"Ha, you little brat, who are you trying to impress here?"

One of the thugs beside Huang Mao reached out to slap Li Feng’s face, but Li Feng caught the man’s wrist and with a twist, he snapped it.

"Ah!"

The thug screamed in pain, but the next moment, the scream was abruptly cut off as Li Feng kicked him viciously in the groin.

The thug felt a breath-stealing pain and fell to his knees with a thump.

"Fuck, you’re tired of living, daring to fight back."

The other thugs were enraged after seeing Li Feng hit one of their brothers; one burly man stepped forward, his fist as big as a bowl smashing toward Li Feng.

Li Feng snorted coldly, didn’t even move, and kicked lightning-fast against the burly man’s shin, then pulled Mu Yuyan, who was standing behind him, to the side.

The burly man’s attack missed, and he wobbled, falling face-first into the ground.

"Shit."

Huang Mao watched as his two brothers were knocked to the ground and pulled out a Butterfly Knife from his pocket, the blade flashing in his hand.

"Die."

Huang Mao lunged at Li Feng, his eyes bloodshot as he thrust the Butterfly Knife towards Li Feng’s abdomen.

"Ah!"

Mu Yuyan covered her mouth in shock.

Li Feng looked up at Huang Mao charging towards him, and with a lowered head, he headbutted him right in the forehead.

Thunk.

Huang Mao stumbled back several steps.

"Ha, playing with knives in front of me, who gave you the courage."

Li Feng’s wrist flicked, and the Butterfly Knife previously in Huang Mao’s hand now appeared in Li Feng’s hand, dancing around like a flitting butterfly under the street lamp, casting a mesmerizing light.

No sooner had Li Feng spoken did he spring forward like a dragonfly skimming the water, his butterfly knife spinning rapidly as it sliced across Huang Mao’s body.

In an instant, Huang Mao stood still as snowflakes, with his clothes fluttering about like clouds.

Huang Mao was completely scared stiff, not daring to move, feeling as if his body was frozen stiff by a north wind.

"Not bad with my hands, right?"

Li Feng turned to look at Mu Yuyan, who rolled her eyes. She had been terrified, thinking Li Feng was about to be stabbed.

Mu Yuyan turned to look at Huang Mao, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, which made Huang Mao also lower his head to inspect his own body.

The three words "son of a bitch" glared in his vision.

Huang Mao was extremely annoyed, but the opponent’s tactics also terrified him. This time they used a knife to carve words, and if they had been a bit more ruthless, he could have been sent straight to meet King Yan.

"Bro, don’t blame us for not warning you, but this chick is eyed by our Baili Hai. You probably can’t afford this trouble."

"That’s right, you seem to be from the streets too. You must have heard of the Sky Wolf Association. You should know what happens if you mess with us."

One of the thugs nearby also gathered some courage. They were not just some nobody street thugs; they were from the Sky Wolf Association.

"That’s enough."

Li Feng looked at these few men lazily, his gaze flashing with sharpness, and he stepped forward. The three thugs opposite couldn’t even withstand a single breath before being thrown to the ground by Li Feng.

Li Feng stepped on Huang Mao’s chest. "I have messed with the Sky Wolf Association not just once or twice. You guys are nothing, yet you dare to threaten me."

"I heard the Sky Wolf Association put up a billion to take my head. It’s been a while since then, but your so-called big threats have just been thunder with little rain. Do you look down on me?"

Li Feng said with a sneer, head lowered.

"A bounty of a billion."

Huang Mao was stunned. He recalled there indeed was such a thing, although those low-level members of the Sky Wolf Association only heard of it as a rumor. A billion—how could people like them ever intersect with such figures?

"You are Li Feng, the one marked by the ’Seven Kills Order.’"

"Huacheng’s Crown Prince."

Huang Mao swallowed his saliva. Damn, could his luck be any worse? It was said that this guy had taken down four or five big wolves in the association and even killed one of their big bosses, Dragon Lord.

This guy was practically legendary.

The other thugs were also dumbstruck. They had never imagined they would run into such a gruesome figure.

They were just low-level street thugs. Bullying ordinary people was feasible, but even their boss’s boss’s boss, Baili Hai, seemed not to match up to him.

"It looks like you do have some sense."

"I said I’d protect her. Any problem with that?"

"No, no problem."

Huang Mao quickly shook his head. Five of them had failed to withstand even a single encounter, so who would dare say no now? This guy was a cold-blooded killer.

"Get lost!"

"Ah."

Huang Mao and his men hurriedly agreed and were about to leave when Li Feng scoffed, "I said, ’get lost.’ Don’t you understand?"

Li Feng stepped forward and kicked one of the men, sending him rolling out seven or eight meters.

Huang Mao and his gang didn’t dare to even fart, instantly rolling away like calves.

Mu Yuyan watched the fleeing thugs feeling exceptionally relieved. Those lowlifes had almost traumatized her.

Turns out, it was true that it takes one to defeat another.

"Thank you."

Mu Yuyan turned her head to look at Li Feng.

Li Feng turned to face the lovely and beautiful Mu Yuyan, closed the distance in what one might call a ’wall slam’, and Mu Yuyan leaned against her own front door.

"If you truly want to thank me, isn’t just saying ’thanks’ a bit dismissive?"

"What else do you want then?"

"It’s all talking; how about a kiss instead?"

Mu Yuyan bit her lip, her breath slightly uneven, and her heart pounding—it was at this moment that the villa’s front door cracked open.