Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 296 Stealing Gate Finger Knife

Chapter 296: Chapter 296 Stealing Gate Finger Knife

"Heh heh, Boss Hu, you can’t have all the fun to yourself."

"I’m eating meat, but can I leave my brothers without soup? Let’s all enjoy together."

"Heh heh."

The people in the elevator burst into lewd laughter, some with dirty hands even reaching directly for the two women.

"Hmph."

Li Feng suddenly sneered, "What a beautiful dream you’re having."

Hmm.

The person holding Li Feng only felt a force coming from him, his grip on Li Feng was instantly shaken off, and before the man who reached for Zhou Zhishan’s cheek could react, Li Feng slapped him across the face.

Bang.

The man’s head hit the elevator wall.

"Little Knife, are you an idiot? You’re too scared to stab someone when asked." A man diagonally across shouted, swinging his fist towards the back of Li Feng’s head. Li Feng dodged to the side, the man’s fist missed, and Li Feng’s body slammed backward.

The space inside the elevator was limited, with seven or eight people crammed in, there was naturally very little room to maneuver, so Li Feng’s movements left no chance for the others to avoid.

Clang.

The elevator shook violently, which made Zhou Zhishan scream. Li Feng looked up and delivered a headbutt, breaking the nose of the strong man pressed against the elevator wall behind him.

The young man wearing a duckbill cap never expected his stab to miss, and with gritted teeth, he once again lunged at Li Feng with the knife.

Li Feng let out a cold laugh. The Butterfly Knife’s biggest advantage was how easily it could be concealed, its downside, however, was clear; its blade was only as long as a palm. When the man lunged at him, Li Feng simply reached out, grabbed his hand, and pulled in his stomach to create a safe distance.

So it seemed like the blade had hit him in the stomach, but it hadn’t pierced him at all.

If the sneak attack didn’t succeed, there was no way Li Feng would fall for an outright stab. Extending his hand, he used a "sticky" hand technique to sidestep, and the Butterfly Knife, grazing past Li Feng’s side, plunged into the stomach of someone behind him.

Pfffffft.

"Ah, which group is this guy from?"

The young man in the duckbill cap was clearly panicked. Before he could withdraw the knife, Li Feng had already thrown a punch his way. Just then, the elevator door opened, and the man was punched out of the elevator by Li Feng.

"Ah!"

Screams echoed from outside the elevator.

Li Feng didn’t linger on the fight; he quickly grabbed Zhou Zhishan and Liu Xuan, walking out of the elevator towards a more open area.

"After him!"

Hu Jun, with a buzzing head, angrily yelled while holding the back of his skull, and then he burst out of the elevator chasing after Li Feng.

Hu Jun and his people clearly weren’t the only ones; several more emerged from the crowd they were facing. The group was not only men and women but also varied in age from their twenties to their forties.

Had they not stepped forward to block the way, they would have been difficult to notice.

"Hmph, even if you had wings today, you’d still have a hard time escaping."

Hu Jun sneered coldly, "Attack, let’s finish this quickly."

"Feng, maybe you should run first?" Zhou Zhishan looked at the people surrounding them and turned her head to look at Li Feng, biting her lip.

"Right, you go ahead and charge out, they won’t do anything to us. We’ll wait for you to come and save us." Liu Xuan also nodded, they were both a liability, and with so many enemies, how could Li Feng possibly handle them?

"Hmph, with this bunch of trash, there is no trouble."

"How dare you call us trash."

"Kid, tired of living?"

A cocky-looking young man spewing profanities stepped forward swiftly, and the fingers of the hand beside him moved, a streak of cold light flashed by momentarily.

Finger Knife.

This trick was the signature move of the Rong Family from the Outer Eight Sects, typically involving a surgical knife blade. The blade was extremely sharp, capable of effortlessly slicing through skin.

The old Rong Family was, in fact, infamous for practicing thievery, where thieves from childhood practiced the art of hiding a blade between their fingers, which meant sandwiching a surgical knife blade between two fingers without anyone noticing.

When needed, a simple nimble movement of the fingers would reveal the blade, easily cutting open the pockets or even bags of unsuspecting victims.

Usually, those from the old Rong Family would steal without harming anyone, but this gang clearly lacked any basic sense of morality or restraint.

As slow to describe as lightning to occur, the thief covered the distance to Li Feng in just a few steps, his fingers armed with the surgical knife blade slicing directly at Li Feng.

With the sharpness of the surgical knife blade, just a graze would leave a bloody cut.

At this critical moment,

Li Feng’s foot shot out like lightning, his kick striking faster than the thief could react.

Crack.

A bone-snapping sound was heard as the thief’s shinbone shattered on impact with Li Feng’s foot, sending him crashing to his knees before Li Feng.

"I—"

The thuggish youth looked up at Li Feng, cursing under his breath. Li Feng swept him a disdainful glance, then spun around with a sweeping kick.

The thief was launched through the air like a cannonball.

"Little Wuzi."

"Troublemakers, let’s go together."

Facing him, a middle-aged couple exchanged glances. Clearly, these people had some Kung Fu skills as they lightly touched their toes to the ground, swooping toward Li Feng as nimbly as dragonflies skimming water.

At the same time, Hu Jun didn’t just stand there watching; from behind, he ordered, "Grab those two girls first to distract him."

Li Feng sensed Hu Jun’s sneak attack from behind and twisted his body abruptly, his wrist flicking out, sending a streak of cold light flying towards Hu Jun.

Simultaneously, Li Feng lashed out with a leg kick, striking the middle-aged woman as fast as thunder, giving her no time to cover her ears.

"Go to hell."

The middle-aged figure was also a thief, apparently the previously mentioned youth’s master, but his Finger Knife skill was distinctly inferior.

Li Feng grabbed the man’s wrist instantly, pressing directly on a nerve, rendering half of his body numb. The thief couldn’t even move, let alone wield his knife, without Li Feng’s permission.

Snap.

Li Feng stepped forward and dislocated the man’s arm, flipping him over onto his back.

Li Feng had dispatched the middle-aged couple in a flash and, turning around, saw several burly men pouncing towards Zhou Zhishan and Liu Xuan. Li Feng threw the knife blade he had taken from the middle-aged man’s body.

"Ah!"

The blade grazed a face, slicing open a gash an inch long, with blood gushing out instantly. In that moment’s hesitation, Li Feng had already closed the distance.

A series of sharp cracking sounds followed. Li Feng showed no mercy, dislocating bones with every strike and deliberately twisting fists to cause extra damage to the tendons.

A normal dislocation could heal after being set and rested for a while, but Li Feng this time was ruthless.

Even if they found a bone-setting specialist, it would be in vain. Even with recovery, they would no longer be able to use the delicate Finger Knife technique.

For an ordinary person, this might not be a great disability, but for a thief, it was a career-ending injury.

"Security, the security is here."

Golden Tower’s security was decent, and though they were a little late, they quickly arrived on the scene.

"Excuse me, excuse me."

"You wait for me, this isn’t over," Hu Jun warned Li Feng while covering one eye and clutching his blood-soaked hand.

"Let’s go."