Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 911: Kill and Silence

The middle-aged man stared at Lin Feng in disbelief.

"Are you sure you want me to take it myself?"

Lin Feng smiled indifferently.

"if not?"

"Hehe, then I'm not just taking a package..."

The middle-aged man's tone was full of threats.

Pei Qiyin took out the xiao, put it to his lips, stepped back, and waited for the moment to take action.

All the guards pointed their double-barreled shotguns at the middle-aged man, their fingers on the triggers, holding their breath, and not blinking.

"Boy, don't you regret it?"

"What are you talking about? If you have the time, why don't you..."

Before Lin Feng could finish his words, the middle-aged man had disappeared on the tree branch.

No one could see the man's movements clearly, only Lin Feng, who squinted his eyes and vaguely saw the man's swaying shadow.

So fast!

Lin Feng felt that this person's speed was half a second faster than Qing Tianye's.

He stepped back, raised his left hand forward, and pulled the pistol out of the holster with his right hand. Without aiming, he pointed the muzzle in front of his left hand and pulled the trigger.

The middle-aged man pounced down from the tree branch, drew an arc in the air, and came to Lin Feng like a breeze, reaching out to grab the package in Lin Feng's hand.

At this moment, a flash of fire appeared in his eyes, and then a loud roar exploded beside his ears.

The middle-aged man felt as if his body was hit by a bull and fell backwards involuntarily.

This had never happened before. The middle-aged man fell to the ground, still not believing it in his heart. He straightened his body and turned over to stand up.

I was thinking to myself, I'm really embarrassed today.

Not only am I facing a group of juniors, but I am also facing ants in the secular world. How did I do this?

Unexpectedly, something even more shocking happened the next moment. He felt a pain in his chest and abdomen. After looking down, he was instantly confused.

There were countless holes in the clothes, as if pierced by something unknown, and blood was oozing out of some of the holes.

The middle-aged man was confused. These worldly weapons rarely caused any harm to his body. He couldn't remember how many years had passed, but his blood was still red.

He gathered his energy and circulated it for a circle, using it to force dozens of steel balls out of his body.

Some of the steel balls have already hit the internal organs, and I'm afraid the true qi can't be extracted.

He felt anxious, short of breath and had difficulty breathing.

I looked up blankly and saw a young and smiling face in front of me.

"Do you...know how big a disaster...you've caused?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "I never show mercy to the bandits who come to rob my house."

"Hey hey...bandit?"

The middle-aged man chuckled, but he didn't know that blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"My boy, I was careless. Remember, Kunyu Mountain, Duanmu Tai, come here..."

Before he could finish his words, he had already fallen to the ground, closed his eyes and began to practice qigong.

He himself knew that he was seriously injured, and if he continued to talk too much, he might lose his life.

Lin Feng sneered: "I don't care what mountain you are from. If you dare to come to Yufu Mountain to steal my things, I will not let you go."

As he spoke, he raised the pistol and almost touched it to Duanmu Tai's forehead.

"Let me take you back to Kunyu Mountain."

Just as his finger was about to pull the trigger, he heard a somewhat panicked voice in his ears.

"Wait, my little ancestor, you are killing me..."

Lin Feng raised his head and looked around, trying to find out where the person who was talking was.

But he found that everyone was staring at him.

Maybe they were waiting to see the result of his shot.

Lin Feng collected the gun, flipped it in his hand, and rolled his eyes.

"Who is it? Come out and talk."

Everyone looked confused, obviously not hearing anyone talking.

Lin Feng waited for a moment, and suddenly saw someone climbing over the opposite wall.

Just like the one who came over the wall from the neighbor's house to visit, a skinny old man in a blue cloth short jacket, with a gray beard and a face full of wrinkles.

If he hadn't been able to fall from a ten-foot-high courtyard wall and survive, others would have really thought he was just an ordinary elderly man staying at home.

The old man took a few steps forward, came to Duanmu Tai, and used his hand to feel his breath.

Then he turned around and glared at Lin Feng: "You, why did you kill me just because of a disagreement?"

Lin Feng frowned and looked at the old man: "Since you are not in harmony, why do you hold back?"

Everyone in the yard could see that the old man was extraordinary, so Lin Feng would speak to him nicely.

The old man stretched his neck and swallowed hard.

"He didn't mean to kill you."

"He's so fast, who knows if he's going to kill me?"

"He's not as fast as you..."

When the old man said this, his pair of cloudy eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Lin Feng without moving.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the old man's eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

The old man raised his hand and pointed at Duanmu Tai, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his lips trembling slightly.

"He...you...who's faster?"

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at Pei Qiyin and the others: "Who do you think is faster?"

Pei Qiyin, Qiao Jushan and Wen Jian, who were standing in the yard, all raised their hands and pointed at Duanmu Tai who was sitting on the ground.

"he."

The old men huddled together with a frown on their faces.

"He, he's almost, he's almost like this? Sigh..."

Pei Qiyin smiled and said, "Old man, you haven't told me your identity yet."

The old man waved his hand: "What else to say? It's too late to say anything."

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and turned his head to stare at the package in Lin Feng's hand.

"What are you holding?"

Lin Feng shook the package and asked, "Guess?"

The old man shouted at Lin Feng angrily: "You, come over here and talk to me."

Lin Feng and Pei Qiyin had almost guessed who this old man was, so they did not go against his words.

The old man brought Lin Feng to a corner of the yard and spoke in a low voice.

"Boy, I know you are gifted, and it is indeed beyond my expectations. I originally wanted to give you a treasure, but who knew it would cause a devastating disaster."

Lin Feng looked bewildered: "Where is the disaster?"

"Do you know how powerful Duanmu Tai from Kunyu Mountain is?"

Lin Feng turned his head and glanced at Duanmu Tai who was still trying his luck.

"Yeah, that's really amazing. He didn't die after being shot by me."

The old man was so angry that he waved his hand as if he wanted to hit someone, but the next moment, he restrained himself.

"I am Lengquan, you must be Junior Sister Zhen Zhuo's apprentice, Lin Feng, right?"

Lin Feng bowed: "Lin Feng greets Uncle Master."

Seeing Lin Feng's indifferent expression, Taoist Lengquan shook his head.

"Ah, judging from your expression, I already know. I didn't leave anything behind, so how did you come up with something like this?"

Leng Quan looked at the package in Lin Feng's hand with confusion.

Lin Feng smiled: "Disciple, I just want to lure him out."

"Okay, I know you're smart, but here comes the problem. Kunyu Mountain is a major sect, capable of overwhelming Yuquan Temple. Now that you've injured their disciples, how should we handle this?"

Lengquan became anxious and started to attack.

Lin Feng spread his hands calmly.

"You are the abbot, don't you have the final say on this matter?"

"I'm asking you."

"In that case, let's kill him and silence him."

"you..."