Chapter 639 - 639: Burning Bridges

At the critical moment, Lu Yao spoke up to defuse the situation: "Brother Yanhuang, I remember you didn't drink water in the evening, so... you shouldn't feel like you need the bathroom, right?"

Xiao Feng gave Lu Yao an approving look: "Right, right, let me drink some water and get ready, then we'll take care of the important matter first."

"What important matter?" Lu Yao and the little girl asked in unison.

"Of course, it's to strip Lin Zhiyan and take her to the street," Xiao Feng said without thinking, then kept winking at Lin Zhiyan.

However, it was like casting a flirtatious look at a blind person; Lin Zhiyan had no reaction at all.

Xiao Feng couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled Lin Zhiyan aside and softly scolded: "What's wrong with you? Can't you show some professional spirit?"

"Uh... what should I do?" Lin Zhiyan looked utterly confused.

"Do I need to teach you that?" Xiao Feng said irritably: "Have you ever seen anyone, knowing they'll be stripped and sent to the street, stay as calm as you, without saying a word?"

Lin Zhiyan replied with a bitter face: "But... but, I really don't know what to say."

"You... forget it, forget it, let me teach you." Xiao Feng spoke rapidly: "You can kneel and beg for mercy, you can resist desperately, or you can die rather than comply.

But no matter what, you can't have no reaction at all."

Lin Zhiyan nodded and shouted harshly: "Don't come any closer, one more step, and I'll bite my tongue and commit suicide!

Even if I die, I want to die clean!"

"Good!" Xiao Feng clapped and said: "Since it's like that, please quickly bite your tongue and commit suicide; on Yellow Springs Road, you can keep your sister company."

Lin Zhiyan shouted in anger: "You!"

Xiao Feng chuckled mockingly: "What about me? Weren't you about to bite your tongue and commit suicide? Don't waste time.

What?

Don't dare to do it?

Chicken out?

Then just obediently come to the street with me, there won't be too many people at this hour."

After a while, seeing that Lin Jiaxuan still hadn't opened her eyes, Xiao Feng got a bit anxious and directly said: "I'll count to three. If you don't bite your tongue, I'll immediately strip you, tie you up, and throw you onto the street.

Three... two... one!"

As the last number came out, Lin Jiaxuan's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened.

"Jiaxuan!"

Lin Zhiyan exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly ran over.

"Given her current condition, she still can't speak," Sun Shijie said: "The medicine, tell Zhao Guo'an to quickly send over the third dose."

The little girl responded with a sound and rushed outside like the wind.

Xiao Feng felt somewhat emotional, they always say the medicine cannot be stopped, the medicine cannot be stopped, this is truly the medicine cannot be stopped.

Bowl after bowl, dose after dose.

"Little Jiaxuan, you're not pretending to sleep anymore?" Xiao Feng took two steps forward and asked cheerfully.

Upon seeing Xiao Feng, Lin Jiaxuan's eyes emitted a palpable anger, and her breathing suddenly intensified, as if she was very agitated.

Sun Shijie quickly pushed Xiao Feng aside: "It's not good for her to be agitated right now. You better avoid her for now so she doesn't see you."

Xiao Feng was immediately displeased: "Isn't this burning bridges after crossing? If I hadn't racked my brains to think of ways to provoke her, she wouldn't have woken up by now, alright?"

"Yes, you indeed deserve much credit, but her getting agitated upon seeing you is also a fact," Sun Shijie earnestly advised: "To explain things clearly, we should also wait for her to recover a bit before talking."

Lin Zhiyan turned her head, pursed her lips, and said: "I'll make things clear, if you really feel unbalanced, then wait for her injury to heal a bit and then personally debate with her."

"Little Jiaxuan, you heard that, right? I'm giving face to your sister, once you're healed, watch how I deal with you. I definitely won't forget that bite you gave me," Xiao Feng said indignantly and then walked out the door.

He saw the Martial Monks surrounding Hui Yi, expressing their concern.

"Senior brother, does your butt still hurt?"

"Senior brother, I've long told you, you shouldn't just practice Iron Head Skill, a hard head is useless. They don't hit your head, they target your butt specifically, and you can't defend it."

"Senior brother, tell us, what's it like to be shot, is it exciting?"

In the center, Hui Yi was red-faced and his neck bulging with veins, eyes flushed with anger.

These bastards seized the opportunity to ridicule him, and if this continues, how can he maintain his dignity?

"Get lost, all of you, get lost, I'm annoyed just looking at you!" Hui Yi shouted angrily.

Hui Er clasped his hands together, smiled, and said: "Being angry is fine, but a senior brother mustn't utter offensive words, or it'll only increase karmic obstructions, making it really not worth it."

Upon hearing this, everyone present burst into laughter.

"Cough cough!"

Xiao Feng coughed twice to draw attention.

"Brother Feng, do you have any orders?" Hui Shiqi ran over eagerly and asked.

"No orders, I just want to say that I am really disappointed by your performance this time," Xiao Feng said with a gloomy face: "Under such good close-combat conditions, you actually got scared and raised arms in surrender. Have all the skills you've practiced been in vain?"

The Martial Monks all lowered their heads. On this matter, their poor performance was undeniable, and there was nothing to argue about.

"Brother Feng, if they held knives, we wouldn't be afraid, but we've never encountered guns before, so we were terribly nervous," Hui Shiba said with his head down.

Xiao Feng started laughing: "Your fear is understandable. After all, it was your first time facing someone armed with a gun, lacking experience, which is human nature.

But have you thought about what good fear does?

Will the opponent show leniency just because you're afraid?

Will the bullets avoid you just because you're afraid?

This was in a relatively small area. If it were an open space, wouldn't you just become shooting targets?"

A series of questions made the Martial Monks unable to raise their heads at all.

After a long while, Xiao Feng let out a deep breath and said earnestly: "I don't want to see such a thing happen again. Once we arrive in Jiangcheng, I'll take you to the shooting range to help eliminate the fear of firearms in you."

"Thank you, Brother Feng!" The Martial Monks spoke in unison, in their hearts besides the embarrassment, there was an indescribable excitement.

Looking up at the sky, it was about to break into dawn.

Xiao Feng waved his hand and said: "Go back to catch some sleep, I'll contact you if anything comes up. We'll set out for Jiangcheng in no more than two days, so take this time to wrap up any unfinished business."

After the Martial Monks left, Zhao Guo'an came out of the kitchen and smiled: "Since it's almost dawn, how about I fry a few dishes, and we have a drink?"

"Sure." Xiao Feng nodded in agreement, somewhat surprised internally that Zhao Guo'an seemed to have an extremely strong mental fortitude.

It seemed like there were no psychological shadows over him whatsoever.

Simply put, if you took any one of the encounters Zhao Guo'an had recently and applied it to an average person, they probably wouldn't recover for a couple of months.

But looking at Zhao Guo'an, eating and drinking like nothing ever happened.

Even Xiao Feng had to admit his admiration for that kind of resilience.

Of course, everything in the world has two sides.

If he didn't have this kind of resilience, Old Zhao's grave would probably be three feet tall by now.