Chapter 627 - 627: All of You, Come at Me Together

"How long until she wakes up?"

Xiao Feng asked Sun Shijie, who was squatting on the steps smoking a pipe.

Sun Shijie took a couple more puffs and replied, "I don't really know. There's no precedent to follow; we can only make judgments based on her physical condition."

"What is your judgment then?" Xiao Feng frowned.

In truth, he was quite annoyed with Sun Shijie's tendency to answer "not sure, can't guarantee, hard to say," but this seemed to be the rule in their line of work—never speak definitively.

"It's currently impossible to judge," Sun Shijie explained. "To get results, at the very least her bones need to stop breaking."

Inside, the little girl grasped Lu Yao's hand, resting her head on her shoulder, looking at Lin Jiaxuan with eyes full of sympathy.

Lin Zhiyan sat with a gloomy face, silent, but every time she heard the sound of bones cracking, her body would tremble. Clearly, her heart wasn't as calm as her expression suggested.

If she could, she'd take all the pain in her sister's stead, but some things can't be resolved with wishful thinking alone.

Half an hour passed, and Lin Jiaxuan still showed no signs of waking, her bones continued to fracture frequently, leaving everyone's hearts hanging in suspense.

In the yard, Xiao Feng stood up.

He wasn't angry at Bi Quan's disobedience; instead, he somewhat admired his stubbornness. If he were a pushover, there wouldn't be any thrill in challenging him.

Just as he was thinking, over twenty people poured in through the gate.

Leading the way were Tiger and Lao Chang. But upon second meeting, the two had a distinctly different aura compared to their first meeting.

Tiger was no longer glaring fiercely; instead, he appeared meek, like a gentle lamb.

Lao Chang wasn't biting on a cigarette anymore, smiling as if mimicking Xu Wenqiang.

"Are you inviting us to spar again?" Lao Chang asked with a forced smile.

Xiao Feng countered, "What else, invite you for drinks?"

"No, no, we wouldn't dare presume to accept your invitation," Tiger humbly said.

In truth, upon hearing that Xiao Feng wanted more sparring, Tiger and Lao Chang breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

When notified to come to the courtyard again, their hearts resisted, but they knew Bi Quan's temper well enough to understand that refusing would bring trouble.

Besides, as a reward, Bi Quan symbolically gave these twenty-odd people fifty thousand yuan each, offering some consolation.

After all, even if Bi Quan didn't give them a penny, they still had to come.

At the back, the hoodlums walked in each with a sheepish expression, heads lowered, yet their eyes darted around searching for something.

Xiao Feng noticed their subtle movements and understood what they were looking for.

They were undoubtedly searching for Lin Jiaxuan; witnessing such a brutal act like hand chopping leaves a tremendous impact on ordinary people's vision and psyche!

"No need to line up like last time, you can all come at once," Xiao Feng said casually.

Tiger and Lao Chang exchanged a glance and asked in unison, "You want to take on all of us by yourself?"

"What, think I can't handle it?" Xiao Feng retorted unhappily.

"No, no, that's not what we meant," Lao Chang quickly shook his head, subtly signaling Tiger.

Tiger immediately caught on; the idea was to go all out when fighting later, no need to hold back.

They had fought Xiao Feng before, acknowledging his skill but not quite intimidated or unwilling to resist.

What truly made them wary were people like Lin Jiaxuan.

However, what they didn't know was Xiao Feng's idea of spar was just practice—like a max-level player removing all gear and hiding their level to mingle at the newbie village.

Once geared up again, they'd unleash formidable prowess, leaving everyone kneeling.

"So shall we start now?" Tiger asked Xiao Feng, quickly nodding at Lao Chang to express agreement on going all out.

"Start, start, I can't wait," Xiao Feng said eagerly, ready to take them on.

The twenty-odd people began slowly spreading out, encircling Xiao Feng.

"Get him!" Lao Chang shouted loudly.

Tiger raised his arm and yelled, "He's alone now, we can overwhelm him. If we subdue him, it'll be a great achievement, and there'll definitely be rewards from Bi Quan!"

In sync, they charged forward together, growling furiously.

Encircled in the center, Xiao Feng was unfazed, grabbing an opponent's fist with one hand, swiftly punching his chest with both fists.

The man staggered backward uncontrollably, crashing into two others before bracing his knees, coughing violently.

He couldn't fathom it.

Truly couldn't fathom it!

He didn't feel much pain, so why was he gasping for air?

"Bang! Bang!"

Another sought to attack Xiao Feng from behind, but after two punches, he fell flat, trampled over by those behind him, wailing and rolling around.

Likewise, he didn't feel much pain; instantly hit by two punches, all his strength seemed vanquished, and he just fell.

Two strikes, two successes, yet Xiao Feng didn't revel in arrogance; what if it was just luck?

Unable to achieve absolute accuracy, Xiao Feng didn't deem himself worthy of pride.

Unlike most people, who often set phased goals.

For instance, aspiring to earn money, many start with a challengingly achievable goal and set the next after achieving it.

Xiao Feng, however, sets highly ambitious goals from the beginning and exhausts every effort to chase them.

This approach indeed sacrifices goal completion satisfaction but accelerates improvement.

"Bang! Bang!"

A thud echoed as a punch hit someone's chest, making him tumble and roll on the ground.

His appearance matched Zhao Guo'an's rolling on the ground scene from a few days ago.

Xiao Feng finally nodded with satisfaction, now it felt like getting into the groove.

Meanwhile, Tiger and Lao Chang regrouped.

"We can't fight like this anymore," Tiger said seriously.

Lao Chang agreed, "Absolutely, this kid's moves are peculiar. After getting hit, it takes a long time to recover; we must subdue him quickly or risk being picked off one by one."

The two exchanged glances and simultaneously reached for their waists, drawing daggers, beginning to flank Xiao Feng.

"Kid, I want to see if your fists are tougher or my blade," Tiger roared, charging straight with his knife, intent on drawing Xiao Feng's attention.

Normally, upon seeing a blade, one instinctively dodges and fears.

Yet, Tiger was shocked to find Xiao Feng strangely unaffected, looking at him with a peculiar gaze, as if he were watching a fool.

There was someone unafraid of a knife?