Chapter 1210 - 1210: A Little Sweet

"Charity?"

In the dark and damp small black room, Xiao Feng's eyebrows furrowed together.

He could feel Wang Tingwei's unstable emotions, and he couldn't help feeling a bit puzzled.

To put it bluntly, in Xiao Feng's view, Pei Dengke always played the role of a "bootlicker" in front of Wang Tingwei, as humble as could be, where did the notion of charity come from?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing and said, "If you think this is charity, then please, learn from Pei... ahem, learn from me and offer me a bit of it."

"Ha!" Wang Tingwei sneered, "Touch your heart and tell me, do you actually like me, or are you just craving my body?"

Xiao Feng pondered seriously for a moment and retorted, "Isn't that the same thing?

Liking everything about you inherently includes your body."

"Still dare to be slick with words!" Wang Tingwei suddenly burst in anger, "Do you really think I don't dare to turn you into the next Tang Mingbo?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the masked man who had been silent said, "Sister Wei, this guy, with his slick looks and reliance on his family, isn't worth your breath.

Just a word from you, and I'll poison him right now.

Then, he'll have to kneel down and lick your toes, as obedient as you wish!"

Wang Tingwei said nothing, just nodded slightly.

The masked man immediately rubbed his hands, reached into his bosom, and took out a black porcelain bottle, moving towards Xiao Feng with fierce eyes.

"Don't blame me; you brought this on yourself, didn't know better than to mess with me," Wang Tingwei said as if resenting helplessly.

But just as she finished, a miserable scream came from the masked man, who flew backward and hit the small black room's wall.

"Aaaaahhh!"

The piercing scream woke Wang Tingwei up immediately.

She looked at Xiao Feng in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock!

"You, how could you..."

Xiao Feng naturally ignored her, rushed forward with a stride, his right hand curved inward, aiming straight for her throat.

Although Wang Tingwei still didn't quite understand what was happening, she reacted quickly, her body slightly turned, arm slanting down.

In the blink of an eye, a sharp weapon resembling a flying knife appeared in her hand.

"Swish!"

As Wang Tingwei swung her right hand, a semi-circular flash of cold light appeared and disappeared in front of her.

Though it existed for just an instant, it was filled with a chilling killing intent that made people shiver!

Xiao Feng stepped back to avoid the cold light, lowered his form, using his shoulder as leverage, and charged forward forcefully.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

The muffled sound of the impact and Wang Tingwei's cry of pain echoed almost simultaneously.

Immediately following was a "thud," as Wang Tingwei was knocked out of the door, falling to the ground.

The pain on her face had a touch of tragic beauty under the moonlight.

Xiao Feng naturally wouldn't show any mercy at this moment, he chased after her relentlessly, pinning her to the ground, fingers gripping her throat, slowly increasing the pressure.

"How did you untie the ropes?"

"Let go of Sister Wei!"

"Be a man, don't lay your hands on a weak woman."

Outside the small black room, seven or eight masked men shouted anxiously, yet none dared to get too close.

Xiao Feng ignored their yelling, locking his gaze on the eyes of the person beneath him.

As their eyes met, Wang Tingwei suddenly felt the gaze was familiar, as if she had seen it not long ago, though she couldn't remember who it belonged to or where exactly.

However, she was sure that the owner of this gaze was definitely not Pei Dengke!

But if it wasn't Pei Dengke, then who could it be?

Her thoughts ended abruptly there, fear of being close to death filling her heart, leaving no room for further thinking.

At the same time, her hands began to claw around unconsciously, her feet kicking erratically on the ground.

Xiao Feng, knowing it was about time, loosened his grip slightly...

At this moment, Wang Tingwei's fair forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat.

Normally most concerned with her image, now she couldn't care less, gasping hungrily, desperately.

For the first time in her life, she found breathing to be such a joy!

However, before she could catch her breath, Xiao Feng pulled out a white pill from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Tingwei's mouth, covering her mouth tightly.

"Mmm mmm..."

Wang Tingwei struggled furiously, biting down with all her strength, refusing to chew the pill in her mouth.

Unexpectedly, the pill melted instantly, turning from solid to liquid, sliding down her throat, and the taste seemed a bit... sweet?

After doing all this, Xiao Feng released his hand, clapped his hands, and crossed his arms in front of him, as if waiting for a show.

Knowing Wang Tingwei well enough, he believed he didn't need to intervene in what would happen next...

"Damn it, let's kill this bastard together!" one of the masked men shouted angrily.

"Don't move!"

Wang Tingwei, sitting on the ground, suddenly raised her arm and shouted charmingly.

Hearing this, the masked men outside the small black room exchanged glances, moving towards Wang Tingwei.

No one noticed the cold determination flickering in her downcast eyes...

"Sister Wei, are you alright?"

Wang Tingwei shook her head, indicating she was fine, while raising her left arm, seemingly asking for a hand to lift her up.

The masked men, not wary at all, immediately bent over to assist her.

However, just then, Wang Tingwei's right hand shot out sharply.

Instantly, seven masked men staggered back several steps, hands covering their throats, unable to stop the fresh, warm blood gushing through their fingers.

The only slightly injured one stared blankly at Wang Tingwei, "Sister Wei, you!"

"Sigh..." Wang Tingwei shook her head and sighed, throwing the palm-sized flying knife at him.

The flying knife sank deep into his throat, nearly penetrating his entire neck, clearly a fatal wound.

Only then did the remaining seven react, fleeing into the distance.

But they didn't get far before collapsing to the ground like dumplings, convulsing in their final struggle.

"Give me a minute." Wang Tingwei stood up and headed towards the small black room.

Xiao Feng nodded slowly, looking up at the moon hanging in the sky, and let out a long breath.

This was the benefit of dealing with smart people; it didn't require too many words, the other party would understand what to do.

Of course, it also required more caution.

A minute later, Wang Tingwei emerged from the small black room, smiling, "Now, can you tell me who you are?"

"It's not the time yet," Xiao Feng shook his head and refused, asking, "Do you need me to tell you what you swallowed?"

Wang Tingwei took a deep breath and said, "Although I'd like to know, whether I know or not doesn't change the outcome, just tell me what you want me to do."