Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 262: Oscar Best Actor

Chapter 262: Chapter 262: Oscar Best Actor

Jin’er saw the old lady and instinctively grabbed Li Feng’s arm, afraid that Li Feng might kick her. The old lady couldn’t withstand Li Feng’s kicks and punches.

Jin Beibei saw it too, her expression changed immediately, and she wanted to rush over to stop him, "Don’t."

However, Jin Beibei wasn’t trying to stop the old lady; she wanted to stop Li Feng. In her eyes, Li Feng was a violent man, just like how he mercilessly kicked that old woman earlier.

Meanwhile, the Han family members just watched, seemingly daring him to fight.

The old lady’s walking stick hit Li Feng squarely on the forehead. After hitting him, she was still not satisfied, "I’ll kill you, bastard, give me back my granddaughter."

She raised her stick to hit again, but Li Feng’s eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backwards.

The walking stick was still in mid-air as it watched Li Feng collapse.

"You’re still pretending to be dead to deceive people, aren’t you? I’ll teach you a lesson." The old lady stepped forward and kicked Li Feng twice, but he didn’t move or react at all.

"Li Feng."

Jin’er looked at Li Feng lying on the ground with a face of disbelief. He was pretending to be dead. Smart as she was, Jin’er immediately figured out Li Feng’s plan, understanding that in this chaotic situation, it was impossible to reason.

The Han family members had brought their whole families, and if the opponents were all robust Han men, it might have been easier to handle. But who had they brought? Women in their forties or fifties and old people in their seventies or eighties.

Without reason, it was impossible to reason. Jin Beibei and Liu Xue couldn’t control the situation.

This guy actually had some quick wit. She really feared that Li Feng would stubbornly resist and kick the old lady away. Regardless of the right or wrong, they’d end up in a bad spot.

"He’s pretending."

"Yes, he’s just pretending. What does he mean by this? Still trying to scam us or what, playing the victim?"

"Today has really been an eye-opener, even scamming an old lady."

The people behind muttered busily.

Jin Beibei looked at the fallen Li Feng, somewhat suspicious that he was pretending. However, this could be a solution. Jin Beibei quickly walked forward, squatted down, and reached out to check Li Feng’s breathing.

Jin Beibei also wanted to remind Li Feng to pretend more convincingly, not to reveal any flaws, and to at least hold his breath. But when she reached for Li Feng’s nose, she clearly couldn’t feel any breath.

Huh?

Jin Beibei looked at Li Feng in astonishment. Was his acting that good? This guy could go for an Oscar.

"Everyone shut up."

Jin Beibei yelled behind her. She had intentionally used her body to cover Li Feng, and with one hand on Li Feng’s chest, she suddenly realized Li Feng had no heartbeat.

She didn’t know if she had touched the wrong spot, or if it was too noisy, but she hadn’t felt anything.

"What’s wrong, Beibei?"

Liu Xue came over and saw Jin Beibei bending down listening to Li Feng’s heartbeat. Jin Beibei’s face was a little pale: "His heartbeat, it’s gone."

"What?"

Jin’er, hearing Jin Beibei’s words, was also stunned for a moment. No heartbeat? This must be a joke.

"Police officer, are you also trying to deceive us with this scoundrel? Birds of a feather."

"Exactly, who would believe that?"

"It’s true, he’s not breathing and has no heartbeat. If you don’t believe me, check yourselves," Jin Beibei stood up, addressing the Han family.

Jin’er, seeing Jin Beibei’s reaction, also squatted down, leaned on Li Feng’s chest, and indeed couldn’t hear a heartbeat. She then reached to feel his nose.

No breath.

Jin’er was somewhat stunned. How could this happen?

How could he, so powerful who could fight twenty or thirty people without losing, be killed by an old lady?

"Li Feng, don’t scare me, wake up."

"She’s faking it, they’re all in on it together." A stubborn old lady refused to be convinced and spoke out as Jin Beibei walked up to her and grabbed her arm.

"Don’t believe it, then check for yourself."

"Liu Xue, call the station and tell them to send someone." Jin Beibei turned to Liu Xue, "Also, call an ambulance for emergency aid, quickly."

"He couldn’t actually be dead, could he?"

"Surely not, the old lady is in her seventies or eighties, how strong could she be?"

"But he was hit on the head, why don’t you try?"

The skeptical old lady actually went up and checked Li Feng’s nose, and indeed, there was no breath. She pressed on his chest from behind.

No heartbeat.

A normal person’s chest would definitely throb, you could feel it with just a touch. The old lady gulped down a mouthful of saliva and suddenly stood up.

"This has nothing to do with me, it’s not my fault, the old lady hit him."

The old lady was clearly frightened. This was manslaughter, and it happened right in front of the police. They’d been making a scene and even behaving aggressively without fear, thinking the worst would be a few days in detention, which is nothing compared to their interests.

But killing someone was a different matter altogether.

They could end up in prison for this.

"From the old Li’s family, the person’s really gone."

"No breath, no heartbeat," the old lady said hurriedly, grabbing her husband and starting to leave. "Why are we still here, let’s go."

If the policewoman and the woman across them could lie, Li’s family would be in on it too, they couldn’t possibly deceive them, and right away, some people began to sneak away.

As for the kidnapping accusations against Li Feng, who knows if they were warranted; they were merely here to cause a scene after taking some benefits.

If there was truly a kidnapping, it wasn’t their place to catch the criminal.

"This has nothing to do with me, I just touched him, and he pretends to be dead."

"Let’s go, quickly."

An elderly man hurriedly grabbed the old woman and they ran away, surprisingly fast given their age.

"President, Li Feng couldn’t really be—?"

Wang Jin’er, biting her lip, flipped over and straddled Li Feng’s body, crossing her hands to perform chest compressions. After a few compressions, Wang Jin’er leaned down to open Li Feng’s mouth and breathe into it.

"Li Feng, you can’t be dead, wake up for me."

Liu Xue watched Wang Jin’er perform cardiac resuscitation on Li Feng, and seeing no response from him, she was utterly flabbergasted.

"He was just pretending, right?"

Liu Xue had also thought Li Feng was faking it, since fighting with an old woman would be disgraceful and could stir up unnecessary trouble.

Jin Beibei, biting her lip, said, "I really hope he’s faking it. Did you make the call?"

"I thought he was faking it, just to scare the Han family, so I didn’t call. I’ll call now."

Liu Xue quickly pulled out her phone. This was too unexpected.

How could he be beaten to death by an old woman? That’s just a joke, right? This guy singlehandedly took down over ten fierce men.

They had seen the surveillance footage from the lobby at the station, and with his skills, even their police captain would have to step aside. He fiercely handled thirty or so Han Dynasty men, one even had a gun.

Such a fierce person dying like this?

Life is like a drama, after all.