"Seeking death!"
Liu Wu sneered condescendingly, his figure violently retreating to dodge the cleaver attack, and at the sa ti he fiercely kicked out, toppling Zhao Feng to the ground.
"Trash will always be trash, you can’t change that for a lifeti, hahaha..."
Liu Wu laughed unrestrainedly, his laughter arrogant and domineering.
"Liu Wu, you will not die a good death!"
Zhao Feng struggled to his feet, his roar filled with hatred.
Liu Wu sneered, "A good death? I think the person who will not die a good death is you!"
"Liu Wu, I will not let you go! One day, I will make you die a miserable death!" Zhao Feng roared through clenched teeth.
Liu Wu walked over step by step, and seeing the person pinned to the ground, he stepped on his cheek.
Looking down from above, he mocked, "With you, this piece of trash? Thinking of killing ? It’s delusional! Hahaha..."
He stamped his foot hard again, grinding Zhao Feng’s cheek, venting the intense resentnt and rage within him.
"Ah..."
Zhao Feng could not bear such humiliation, crying out in pain.
But he did not beg for rcy; instead, he struggled even more frantically, seeming to want to fight Liu Wu with all he had.
"Damn it! Dare to fight back? Bored of living!"
Liu Wu kicked Zhao Feng’s abdon. Zhao Feng spat out blood and curled up like a shrimp, wailing in extre pain.
"Hmph, even if you can fight, how would that matter? In my eyes, you are forever just an ant. Today I will cripple you!"
Liu Wu sneered viciously, then grabbed Zhao Feng by the hair and pulled him up to face him.
Then, he raised his palm and slapped Zhao Feng’s cheeks from side to side.
Slap!
The sound of a crisp, loud slap resonated around, swelling Zhao Feng’s cheeks visibly.
Zhao Feng trembled with pain.
"Bastard..."
Liu Wu looked at him coldly, his lips curling into a cruel arc, and then he swung his right leg with all his might toward Zhao Feng’s waist.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound rang out, and Zhao Feng was kicked several ters away, smashing heavily onto the ground.
Zhao Feng felt as if all his bones were shattered, the pain unbearable. He clutched his stomach, curled up on the ground, wailing in agony.
"Haha, trash is just trash, truly not challenging at all." Liu Wu licked his lips, satisfied.
"Still not convinced?" Liu Wu mockingly looked at Zhao Feng, who was lying on the ground groaning, his eyes flashing fiercely.
Zhao Feng did not speak; he knew that at this mont he was incapable of resisting Liu Wu.
Just as Liu Wu was about to deal the killing blow, a figure suddenly blocked his path.
"If you continue, he will surely die."
Liu Wu scoffed derisively, was about to raise his hand to touch the shoulder of the person but was grabbed by a strong hand and twisted backward.
Crack.
Liu Wu instantly scread in pain, his forehead’s veins bulging as if they would explode at any mont.
"Who are you? Daring to ddle in others’ affairs?" Liu Wu glared, staring fiercely at the newcor.
The man was dressed in a plain robe, with an unremarkable appearance that betrayed no exceptional features—except for a hint of pride between his brows.
Zhao Feng struggled to twist his neck, looking towards the newcor, and when he saw who it was, he was montarily stunned.
"It’s him!"
Zhao Feng recognized the identity of the newcor. It was the man who had driven the carriage to Zhao Family Town.
"You... how is this possible?"
Liu Wu stared wide-eyed, utterly astonished at the man.
Just now, he had clearly seen that this man was standing still, even looking sowhat indifferent, but in the blink of an eye, he had suddenly appeared in front of him.
And without any warning, he had seized his arm, causing him excruciating pain, almost robbing him of his fighting ability.
This eerie situation felt like a dream to Liu Wu.
"I ask you one last ti, let him go, or else, I will cripple you."
Pei Huaian’s expression was icy cold, his gaze chilling as he stared at Liu Wu, as if looking at a dog.
"Hehe, you think you can cripple ? I doubt you have the ability,"
Liu Wu sneered, his eyes cold and disdainful. Despite the strange prowess displayed by this man just now, he was not afraid.
"If that’s the case, you can die now!"
Pei Huaian’s tone was grim, and he slowly loosened his fingers, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Liu Wu.
"Wait a minute!" Liu Wu hastily exclaid, taking a deep breath, striving to remain calm.
"Just who are you?" he demanded in a deep voice.
"Your killer!" Pei Huaian’s face remained ice-cold, not wasting another word.
"Hehe..."
Liu Wu scoffed with a laugh, shaking his head, "I advise you to leave quickly. I’m not an ordinary person. If you hurt , the Liu Family will never let you go!"
Pei Huaian frowned.
"I know you are formidable, and I admit you have the capability to defeat . But you should also know, the power behind is imnse, you can’t afford to provoke it. So, beat it, or else when my father returns, he will definitely take your pathetic life."
Liu Wu sneered threateningly. In this Zhao Family Town, even the Yan had to show deference to the Liu Family.
"Haha, the Liu Family? I dare to kill even you, why would I consider the Liu Family anything significant?" Pei Huaian snorted coldly.
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Liu Wu’s expression subtly changed, "Just who are you? Why would you dare make such bold claims?"
He vaguely sensed that this man was no ordinary individual and didn’t fear the Liu Family.
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