Chapter 1411 - 1411: Solving the Problem Elsewhere

At this moment, quite a few cars had stopped by the roadside, watching the scene from afar.

Some people even got out of their cars and started gathering slowly.

Lu Lishuang stood tall and straight, unmoving, like a sculpture.

From the moment the fists met till the impact, she didn't even take half a step back.

In contrast, the burly man's forearm was dislocated and he fell five meters away, inhaling sharply in pain.

Xiao Feng thought for a bit and then walked over to Lu Lishuang, to prevent her from actually killing someone.

Lu Lishuang herself might not care about being caught, but he couldn't disregard it.

Against the Devil's Concentration Camp, she was indeed indispensable.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh deeply, realizing that ultimately, they severely lacked manpower, especially high-level strength.

And to supplement this aspect was not something that could be resolved overnight.

It's not that there were too few experts, but rather that experts generally couldn't be won over just by spending money.

Even someone like Old Ha or Aspergillus oryzae—if they really set their minds on making money, they might not be super rich, but getting tens of millions wouldn't be an issue.

Especially Old Ha, who was multi-talented, singing quyi or storytelling; he certainly wouldn't starve...

But back to the main issue.

After posing for a while, Lu Lishuang strode towards the slick-haired youth.

Xiao Feng followed, always aware of his companion's every move.

The slick-haired youth seemed unprepared for Lu Lishuang to dispatch his bodyguard in one hit. He quickly got up and retreated several steps, saying, "W-what do you want?"

"Heh!" Lu Lishuang sneered, "Shouldn't I be asking you this?

You first flipped me off and then tried to force me to a halt. What do you really want?"

The youth's eyes darted around, but after thinking for a while, he couldn't come up with a good explanation. Resigning, he said, "I'm from Kyoto and don't really know Jiangcheng's rules.

What we just did, in Kyoto, is a way to, um... show friendliness and a way to make friends."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but chuckle to himself. They really could force it to make sense.

However, claiming to be from Kyoto did explain why, after seeing him, the youth wasn't scared stiff.

It wasn't that Xiao Feng was arrogant, but he was confident that at least 90% of Jiangcheng's rich kids knew him.

The remaining 10% had at least heard his name!

At this moment, Lu Lishuang suddenly stepped forward and slapped the youth across the face.

"Pa!"

The sound of the slap was exceptionally loud.

"Ah!"

The youth screamed, spinning around like a top before landing on his butt.

The bystanders, seeing this, began to discuss animatedly.

Some who were unaware of the background thought it was a couple breaking up in public over love matters.

But after some explanation, it was clear that wasn't the case at all.

"Dislocate someone's arm with a punch? The red-haired girl, is that a joke?"

"What joke? Can't you see for yourself?"

"These people deserved a beating. Just drive properly instead of flipping the bird and provoking people. Now they've run into trouble."

At this moment, with half his face swollen and blood at the corner of his mouth, the youth's eyes began to regain focus.

Lu Lishuang chuckled, "This is the rule in Jiangcheng, and also a way to show friendliness."

"You!"

The youth touched his cheek, wincing in pain.

He looked at the onlookers nearby, feeling their mocking gazes, as if watching a clown on stage.

This youth was named Miao Hang and was fairly well-known in his circle.

Of course, his circle was several levels below those of Wang Lubo, Wei Jianhua, and Qiu Junxian.

"Did you feel my friendliness?" Lu Lishuang asked lightly.

Miao Hang's eyes flared with anger, feeling that if he didn't do something, he would have no face returning to Kyoto.

Anger rose, and wickedness followed.

"You bitch!"

With an angry curse, Miao Hang swung his palm towards Lu Lishuang's fair face.

From an outsider's perspective, Lu Lishuang seemed frozen, standing still as if she'd forgotten to dodge.

"Bang!"

Just as Miao Hang's hand was about to connect with Lu Lishuang's face, Xiao Feng raised an arm and easily blocked it.

"Why didn't you dodge or fight back?" Xiao Feng looked at Lu Lishuang and said, "That's not like you."

Lu Lishuang replied with a smile, "Just wanted to see if you have a bit of chivalry.

And you?

Why did you stop him for me?"

"I was worried you'd kill him," Xiao Feng admitted.

"Don't worry."

As she spoke, Lu Lishuang's gaze turned to Miao Hang, her eyes and smile becoming playful: "Running into someone this brainless, killing him outright would be a waste."

Their nonchalant conversation further humiliated Miao Hang!

He struggled hard, trying to break free from Xiao Feng's grasp, but his raised hand could neither strike nor retract.

In the next moment, Xiao Feng suddenly released his grip just as Miao Hang exerted force.

Caught off guard, Miao Hang stumbled back several steps and landed on his butt again.

The crowd burst into waves of laughter.

In fact, in most public disputes, onlookers typically only serve to escalate the conflict.

It's fine when there's no audience, but with people watching, the losing side often feels humiliated.

The more they think about it, the angrier they get, easily pushing them to extremes.

Miao Hang was like this too; humiliated after falling on his butt twice and getting slapped, he couldn't endure this unprecedented treatment.

"Damn it! Aren't you going to kill me?" Miao Hang shouted, "Come on, if you can't, I'll make your life worse than death!"

However, before he could rush at Xiao Feng and Lu Lishuang to fight to the death.

Three other well-dressed youths surrounded him, head to head, and, dispersed afterwards, Miao Hang appeared much calmer.

Lu Lishuang and Xiao Feng exchanged a glance, instantly understanding each other's thoughts.

Obviously, these youths from Kyoto had called in reinforcements.

Sure enough, Miao Hang said, "Let's settle this somewhere else. Do you dare?"

"Lead the way," Lu Lishuang said calmly, her smile growing broader.

Xiao Feng furrowed his brows but said nothing more.

They both got into the car, following the red SUV, gradually leaving the city.

In the car, Lu Lishuang laughed, "I thought you'd stop me at the beginning."

"Why should I stop you?" Xiao Feng asked back, then laughed, "Honestly, people who ask for a beating like this should get one.

Just make sure it's not fatal."

Lu Lishuang frowned, "Without it being fatal, what's the point?"

Xiao Feng had anticipated this and clarified the stakes: "Even though you're the Deputy Leader of the Demon Suppression Action Team, if you kill someone, you'll at least be detained for a few days.

By the time you get out, the Devil's Concentration Camp might have already scattered."

"That serious?" Lu Lishuang took a deep breath and said, "Forget it, killing is wrong, maybe just cripple them."

"..." Xiao Feng.

These fellows from Kyoto, they must've committed a great sin in their past life to provoke the Great Demon King.

For a moment, Xiao Feng looked at the red SUV ahead with a hint of sympathy.

He glanced at Lu Lishuang in the driver's seat, her excitement evident.

Xiao Feng realized that, by now, even if they wanted to run, Lu Lishuang would relentlessly chase them down.