Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 390: Capture Alive

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Capture Alive

Li Feng noticed the couple walking in at first glance, his gaze falling on the woman, his eyes involuntarily lighting up.

Her face could score at least eight points, and her figure an 8.5. Though not as stunning as Wang Qian, this woman was dressed in a very trendy and daring manner.

Her top was a suspender strap made of just a piece of cloth, revealing her delicate collarbone and large swathes of fair skin, while her lower body exposed a sexy belly button and had two mermaid lines on her slender waist, which were very eye-catching.

Her lower half was clad in a diagonally split lily skirt that displayed one leg as slender as chopsticks, and she was wearing high leather boots, giving off a very domineering vibe.

While the woman was eye-catching, the man by her side wasn’t bad-looking either. After they walked over, they began selecting clothes.

Li Feng’s gaze only lingered on the couple for a moment before shifting away. He hadn’t waited long when Wang Qian came out in a new dress.

Li Feng looked up and was struck by her appearance once more, the dress fitted Wang Qian as if it were tailor-made, its design very figure-flattering naturally accentuating her physique.

Wang Qian was not short, standing at 1.7 meters, with long, straight slender legs. Wearing this dress made her appear even more gracefully curvaceous.

"This dress is nice, I’ll take it," remarked the lady in the lily skirt, her eyes lighting up as she immediately twisted her body to speak to the man.

"Excuse me, do you have another piece of this dress?" the man asked.

"I’m sorry, sir, this dress is a limited edition, and there’s only one piece available in Sea City. If this sir wants it, please understand," the saleswoman said.

"Isn’t it beautiful?" Wang Qian, wearing the dress, walked up to Li Feng, her face slightly blushing with shyness. She had just seen the price tag in the dressing room, a shocking 888,000. Why was this dress so expensive?

Li Feng hummed a nod, unable to deny that compared to Dong Xin’s mature allure, Wang Qian’s innocent freshness was a completely different view, akin to the taste of first love.

"Hubby, I want it, I want it, I want this dress," the beauty in the lily dress began to act coquettishly. The man seemed impatient but compromised immediately and turned to walk towards Li Feng.

"Buddy, my girlfriend wants this dress. Here’s the deal, the original price is 888,000, I’ll pay a million, the extra money as compensation for you."

Li Feng turned to look at the young man approaching to negotiate, "Do you think I’m short of money?"

The young man frowned, "Look, if you think my offer isn’t high enough, name your price. But I’m decided on this dress."

His face full of arrogance, the young man stepped closer to Li Feng. Suddenly, Li Feng’s lips curled, and he kicked out fiercely without warning, sending the young man flying back unexpectedly, though landing on one knee, steadied himself.

Wang Qian, not understanding the situation, quickly stepped forward to pull Li Feng’s arm, "How about we just give them the dress? I can’t even wear it; it will just be put away if we buy it. Besides, it’s so expensive, I wouldn’t know how to explain it to my mom."

Li Feng turned to look at Wang Qian, "This isn’t about the dress at all. Hide behind me."

Li Feng moved Wang Qian behind him and looked up at the couple, "Stop acting. Since you came in, you’ve been glancing over here from the corner of your eye, and the stuff you’re hiding in your sleeve has either been smeared with poison or anesthesia. You are here for me."

"Heh, since you’ve figured it out, just as well."

The man stood up, dusting off his clothes, the syringe hidden in his sleeve now fully visible. In the next second, he rushed at Li Feng like a cannonball, aiming the syringe at Li Feng’s neck.

Li Feng, with a tip of his foot, leaned backward, easily dodging the attack. The young man gave a cold smirk, turned around, and charged again.

But this time, Li Feng didn’t dodge; instead, he stepped forward to meet him. The young man hesitated slightly, about to strike, when he heard a slap.

Li Feng had slapped the young man across the face.

The young man staggered back a few steps.

"I’ll do it."

The woman suddenly sprinted and sprang up towards Li Feng with a flying kick. Li Feng narrowed his eyes and saw a long white leg appear before him, promptly grabbing the woman’s calf.

"Ugh!"

The woman couldn’t pull her leg free, so she lifted her lily dress, not attempting to seduce him, but revealing a dagger strapped to her thigh.

Talk about quick.

She reached for the dagger, but Li Feng had anticipated this. When she had approached earlier, Li Feng had noticed something under her dress. After all, the dress wasn’t very loose and couldn’t hide the marks left by the weapon.

Ordinary people might not have noticed, but to Li Feng, it was an obvious flaw.

Li Feng acted first, snatching the dagger from her, and with a flick of his wrist, he slid the dagger across her strap.

"Ah!"

The woman covered her chest, her face showing bashfulness, while the man beside them, seeing Li Feng "flirting" with his partner, regained his composure and lunged at him again.

Li Feng watched the man approach coldly and kicked him in the shin, causing him to lose his balance and stumble forward.

Li Feng took the opportunity to grab the woman’s leg.

"Ah!"

The woman was pulled into a split in front of Li Feng. He stepped back, and the pair awkwardly fell to the ground together.

"Jingjing."

The man realized what had happened and found the anesthesia needle he was holding had pricked his partner. Damn it. He quickly got up, but Li Feng kicked him back down and stuck the woman’s anesthesia needle into the man.

"Shit."

Li Feng looked at the man now slumping down, "You should be grateful you used an anesthesia needle, not a poison needle."

"Boss Li, what the hell is going on?"

"Just two folks looking for trouble," Li Feng said nonchalantly, glancing at the shocked saleswoman nearby.

"Please wrap up this dress for me."

Li Feng handed over his credit card.

"Sir, is this—"

"No worries, they just insisted on fighting over the dress, so a little squabble broke out. They’ll be fine after a short rest," Li Feng flashed a smile at the saleswoman.

"Uh!"

Talking about it so lightly, knocking people down for a dress and ruining flowers, is that something a person should do?

"Sir, your card and the dress."

Seeing Li Feng’s fierce side, the saleswoman didn’t dare offend him, and quickly handled the transaction. She sighed in relief as she watched Li Feng and Wang Qian leave the store.

"Stay close to me."

"Was it that old woman causing trouble earlier?" Wang Qian bit her lip; she couldn’t help but think so, especially after the earlier declaration of battle upstairs.

They didn’t expect the other party wouldn’t waste any time.