Chapter 90: Reality is cruel; don’t cry until you see the coffin!

Chapter 90: Reality is cruel; don’t cry until you see the coffin!

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, dodged to the side, then stretched out his right arm and went straight for Lin Jian's neck.

Snapped!

Lin Jian reacted quickly, tilting his head back to avoid the attack. At the same time, he pushed out his left palm to attack Ye Feng's chest, and his other elbow hit Ye Feng's temple.

Ye Feng, who had planned to test Lin Jian further, was ruthlessly demonstrating his power and using every move to kill.

He also lost interest.

Bang bang——!

Ye Feng squatted slightly, spread his legs, bent his upper body slightly, pressed his elbows against Lin Jian's abdomen, and then pushed his hind legs against the wall.

With the help of the rebound force, his right knee hit Lin Jian's chest hard, knocking him away.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

After Lin Jian fell against the wall, he held his stomach and struggled to get up, his face pale.

"Still playing?" Ye Feng asked indifferently.

"I won't admit defeat!"

Lin Jian stood up, panting, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"it is good!"

Ye Feng praised, and this time Ye Feng took the initiative to attack.

He threw a feint punch.

Lin Jian was about to dodge when he felt a pain in his stomach and fell to the ground.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone breaking was heard, and Lin Jian screamed, fell to the ground, holding his stomach with both hands, wailing in pain.

Ye Feng squatted down and grabbed Lin Jian's hair, "Do you want to play again?"

"I told you, I won't..."

Ye Feng shook his head. This was obviously not the answer he wanted. He grabbed Lin Jian’s head and knocked it against the ground repeatedly.

Every time I knock on the door, I will ask, "Do you still want to play?"

"Dong dong dong..."

The dull sound echoed in the cell.

Blood was flowing from Lin Jian's forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and did not give in.

"You're not going to talk, are you? I'll see how long you can last!!"

He hooked his finger behind him.

"pliers!"

Feng Laoliu hurriedly called out, "Someone, go to the warehouse and get the pliers!"

Soon the pliers were handed to Ye Feng. Ye Feng took the pliers, grabbed Lin Jian's fingers and exerted force suddenly.

"Pong!"

The nails were pulled out and blood spurted out.

"what......!"

A heart-wrenching scream came from Lin Jian's throat, and he stared at Ye Feng with eyes full of resentment and fear.

"Does it hurt? Do you know where this is? Huh?"

Ye Feng continued to ask.

His expression was unusually calm at this moment.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Lin Jian's face and his whole body was shaking. He felt like he was going crazy!

"You...will...die miserably!!"

Lin Jian said viciously.

Hearing this, Ye Feng grinned: "This sentence also applies to you!"

When he lifted up the next finger, Lin Jian resisted violently.

The guards behind him were not there to watch the fun either. They stepped forward and helped Ye Feng control Lin Jian.

"Bang!" Another piece of nail was pulled out bloody.

"what......!"

"anything else?"

Ye Feng looked at Lin Jian.

Lin Jian struggled desperately, and blood burst out of his eyes.

Ye Feng slapped Lin Jian's cheek with a pair of pliers and said, "Don't stare at me. Looks can't kill people. Think about where this is. And what I said before, it's okay if you meet a good family, but what if you don't? I'll sleep with your wife and beat your children!"

Lin Jian gradually calmed down, and Ye Feng sat down on the ground.

He threw the pliers in front of Lin Jian and said, "I don't have much education, but I like history very much. Do you know where the saying 'a little red lips tasted by thousands of people' comes from? ..."

Ye Feng's words were like the devil's whisper, knocking at Lin Jian's heart.

"That's good, at least everyone is happy, but what about your son?"

"You are such a good fighter, you must have never suffered any loss when you were in school. You said your son has a father who is in prison and a prostitute..."

"Enough...enough...Stop talking, I beg you to stop talking!"

Lin Jian finally broke down and shouted hoarsely, "I listen to you, I listen to you in everything!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and the guards retreated instantly.

Ye Feng, who was sitting in front of Lin Jian, said coldly: "Improve your dog's barking for me!"

“Woof…”

"It's too quiet, I can't hear it!"

“Woof…Woof…”

Ye Feng shouted to the outside with disdain: "Who can imitate a dog's barking? Is there anyone willing to demonstrate?"

Iron Fist was the first to bark, “Woof woof…Woof woof…!”

"Old Six, remember this. Send 20,000 to Iron Fist later!"

"Ok!"

Iron Fist, who also heard it, said happily: "Thank you, Brother Venom Bee!"

Ye Feng continued to bewitch her, "You heard me. Also, I want to remind you that when you cross a border, you must worship the local gods. Don't think too highly of yourself, or I'm afraid I'll throw you to death!"

Lin Jian is a black boxer himself, so how could he not understand what Ye Feng meant.

Lin Jian, who had figured it out, felt his dignity completely trampled upon. He endured the humiliation and barked like a dog.

“Woof woof woof…Woof woof!”

"That's good. Listen to me, Chunchun is a Tibetan Mastiff!"

The guard beside him also laughed.

When saying this, Ye Feng had been observing Lin Jian and saw that the other party had accepted his fate and was not showing any emotion.

Ye Feng picked up Lin Jian and whispered in his ear: "I am very satisfied with the look in your eyes now. Remember to put away your claws until you are sure you can kill me. Do you understand?"

"Don't dare!"

"Hahaha!" Ye Feng laughed wildly and pushed Lin Jian aside. "Sixth Brother, I am very satisfied with this answer. Tell the guys outside to go to his house and give him some money. Also, arrange for a few brothers to watch over him. Anyone who dares to touch a hair of Lin Jian's family will be killed without mercy!"

"Got it, Brother Poison Bee, I promise to complete the mission!!"

Feng Laoliu immediately agreed and wrote it down in his notebook.

Lin Jian said, putting aside his dignity: "Thank you!"

"Go down and have them take you to the infirmary. Take care of your claws. I'll need them when necessary. I'm the only one who can bully my dog!"

After dealing with Lin Jian, he looked at the last person.

The other party took the initiative and said, "My name is Yang Zhong. During the bank arrest operation, I fired the gun improperly, which resulted in the death of the undercover agent..."

Yang Zhong reported everything to him. At the end, Yang Zhong looked defiant, "I am an orphan, I have no parents, I have no family. You want me to be your dog? I advise you not to do it!"

“Pa pa pa…” Ye Feng applauded Yang Zhong, “Not bad, you are truly a heroic young man!!!”

"I don't dare to be a hero, but I really don't want to be your dog!"

Yang Zhong said.

"That's not up to you!!!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng suddenly stretched out his right foot and kicked straight into Yang Zhong's palm.

Yang Zhong's face suddenly changed, and he tried to dodge, but his speed was too slow, and Ye Feng's kick hit his shoulder, and he flew backwards.

Without waiting for Yang Zhong to get up, Ye Feng stepped on Yang Zhong's palm.

The group of guards rushed forward again, pressing on him like a pile of people.

"Was this hand the one that fired the gun? Justice Messenger."

"You are so powerful, why did you fail? The life of an undercover agent is not his life? What is so noble about you?"

"Hit me, hit me to death, I won't hang out with you, hit me to death if you dare!"

Ye Feng loosened his feet, bent down and looked at Yang Zhong on the ground and said, "So you're so resistant? Black and white can't coexist? Are you filming a movie?"

"Black is black, white is white, soldiers catch robbers, this is my principle. If I am given another chance, I will choose to shoot. I am willing to bear the consequences of my actions!"

Ye Feng spat at Yang Zhong, "Bah! Do you think this is a movie? Come on, this is life, not TV!!"

Yang Zhong stared at Ye Feng stubbornly: "What do you know? My philosophy is to rather break than bend, and rather die than yield!!"

Ye Feng looked up and nodded to Feng Laoliu at the door.

Feng Laoliu called two guards and whispered to each other.

Soon, the iron fist with plaster cast was brought into the house.

Tie Quan said respectfully, "Brother Poison Bee!"

"Ok!"

Then two new faces were brought in.

After entering the house, Feng Laoliu closed the door and the two strangers took off their wigs and beards.

As if by magic, two girls in prison uniforms stood in front of the men, one on the left and one on the right behind Feng Laoliu.

"You two, come over here and meet the boss!"

The woman on the left introduced herself: "Mr. Poison Bee, my name is Jasmine, what can I do for you?!"

"My name is....."

Ye Feng ignored him and interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "I was too harsh on Iron Fist before. You asked for one, so I'll send you two. Do you have any objection?"

"No...no objection. How could I have any objection?" Tiequan said excitedly.

"Well, go ahead, but keep your voice down and don't cause trouble!"

"Okay, Brother Poison Bee, don't worry, you know the rules!"

Iron Fist pulled Jasmine and the unknown girl over and started their exercise.

Ye Feng turned Yang Zhong's face and said, "Excuse me, Messenger of Justice, can you explain to me why this happened here?"

Yang Zhong was not convinced and said, "It's all because of scum like you!"

Seeing that Yang Zhong looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, Ye Feng shook his head in disappointment.

"Sixth Brother, go find some brothers who want to eat foreign food, and ask them to come and teach him how to be a man. When the shit in his head is cleaned up, you call me!"

"Okay, Brother Poison Bee, don't worry, I promise to complete the mission!!"

From that day on, the entire East District has never been quiet.

Yang Zhong's inhuman wails echoed throughout the warehouse from time to time.

On the second floor, Du Ziping, Ye Feng and Greyhound were sitting on the iron railings, while Feng Laoliu and Lin Jian were standing behind them.

Du Ziping scratched his ears and said, "Brother, when will this end? People from other warehouses are saying that I am 'disturbing the people'!"

Ye Feng did not answer, but pointed at Lin Jian and said, "Take him for a walk on Saturday. He'll make a lot of money betting on a new face for three games!"

Du Ziping's eyes lit up instantly, "Is this true?"

Du Ziping pointed at Lin Jian's abdomen, wanting to remind Ye Feng that his ribs had not yet healed.

"Really, he has reasons why he can't lose, right?" Ye Feng said affirmatively.

Lin Jian nodded vigorously.

Du Ziping patted Ye Feng on the chest and said, "I was wondering why you tortured me like this, brother. It turns out you are doing this to benefit us!"