Seven Star Divine Fish

Chapter 159 The Tragic Feng Jingyao

Feng Jingyao was truly enraged this time. In all his life, he had never suffered such humiliation.

Facing the little overlord, he stretched his limbs, fully prepared to showcase his abilities.

"Come on, less nonsense, make your move!"

Feng Jingyao provocatively flicked his fingers.

The little overlord was not polite and said sternly, "Kid, you asked for this. If I don't beat you into submission, you'll never know your place!"

With that, the little overlord swung his White Ape Arm and punched towards Feng Jingyao.

To Feng Jingyao, although the little overlord's White Ape Arm was fierce and domineering, its punching speed was too slow, posing no threat to him.

As Feng Jingyao prepared to use his agile footwork to dodge the little overlord's attack, a lazy voice sounded.

"Heh, I looked away for a moment, and you two are fighting again?"

Lin Feng appeared at the alley entrance like a phantom.

Hearing Lin Feng's voice, Feng Jingyao was stunned for a moment.

In that instant of daze, the little overlord's fist landed squarely on his already bruised face.

Feng Jingyao was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground, his bones aching from the impact.

"What's going on? Is this Big Brother's true strength?"

Zheng Youlong could barely watch.

He had thought Feng Jingyao was telling the truth, but now he couldn't even take one punch from the little overlord?

Jia Xiaoming and Geng Dapao were also dumbfounded.

Lin Feng watched from the side with a cold sneer.

Based on Feng Jingyao's actions, he suspected that Feng Jingyao might be the Black Cat Man from that day.

The guy could really endure, not revealing his strength even when being beaten by the little overlord.

Fine, Lin Feng wanted to see how long Feng Jingyao could endure!

"Useless! Weren't you quite arrogant? Why are you silent now?"

The little overlord approached Feng Jingyao, raised his fist, and began to beat him mercilessly.

Feng Jingyao endured the excruciating pain, wishing he could kill.

He hated it!

He hated that Lin Feng appeared at this precise moment, not a moment sooner or later!

What could he do?

To conceal his identity, he could only take the beating!

The little overlord was also a ruthless individual. He beat Feng Jingyao for several minutes, nearly knocking him unconscious, but refused to stop.

Feng Jingyao lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, his entire body battered.

His face was swollen like a pig's head.

Over a dozen of his ribs were broken!

"Useless, are you convinced now? Still arrogant?"

The little overlord, somewhat tired from the beating, questioned him.

"I am, I am convinced, stop hitting me, you'll kill me if you keep going!"

Feng Jingyao weakly waved his hands. He had no choice. Rather than be beaten to death by the little overlord, he had to reluctantly speak softly.

"Alright, if you're convinced, I'll spare you!"

"Now, it's your turn, Lin! I didn't hit you earlier, and now you've delivered yourself. You truly court death!"

The little overlord advanced towards Lin Feng step by step.

Seizing the opportunity, Zheng Youlong and the others hurried forward to help the severely injured Feng Jingyao.

"I'm fine, I won't die!"

Feng Jingyao still tried to act tough, not wanting his brothers to look down on him. He stood up, enduring the intense pain.

"Big Brother, don't be upset. The little overlord is a renowned expert, it's normal you can't beat him. Lin Feng is so boastful, he'll get beaten too!"

Zheng Youlong, fearing Feng Jingyao would lose face, tried to comfort him.

Feng Jingyao shook his head. He didn't believe that someone who could fight him to a draw would be unable to defeat the little overlord.

However, he was curious about how many moves it would take Lin Feng to defeat the little overlord!

At this moment, the little overlord had already made his move, punching fiercely towards Lin Feng and shouting, "Lin, die!"

His punch was fierce and overbearing. Even from a distance, Zheng Youlong and the others heard the whistling wind.

"Young Master Long, the little overlord is really strong. I want to be like him, a tough guy, and I want to change my arm too!"

Geng Dapao envied the little overlord's prowess.

In his opinion, the little overlord's strength came from his White Ape Arm.

However, the next second, Geng Dapao regretted it.

Lin Feng casually kicked out a foot.

This kick appeared ordinary, but it landed squarely on the little overlord's abdomen.

Even the little overlord was stunned. He had clearly tried to avoid Lin Feng's foot, but it still hit him in a bizarre way.

The most critical part was that this kick, which seemed to have little force, sent the little overlord flying backward.

Like a cannonball, the little overlord's burly body shot towards Zheng Youlong and the others behind him.

"Holy crap, move!"

Zheng Youlong shouted instinctively. The hands that were supporting Feng Jingyao felt like they had been scalded, and he immediately let go.

Jia Xiaoming and Geng Dapao did the same, releasing Feng Jingyao and running away.

Feng Jingyao watched the little overlord hurtling towards him. His pupils constricted, and though he wanted to dodge, his injured body could not muster any strength.

Boom!

A dull thud sounded, followed by Feng Jingyao's frustrated curse: "Lin Feng, you son of a bitch!"

After that, Feng Jingyao's head lolled to the side, and he passed out.

"Haha, no pain!"

The little overlord fell to the ground, expecting to be badly hurt, but upon landing, he felt no injury. The ground beneath him was somewhat soft.

"Nonsense, you landed on Big Brother! Get up!"

Zheng Youlong yelled, seeing Feng Jingyao being crushed by the little overlord.

The little overlord now realized that Feng Jingyao had caught him. He got up and looked at the unconscious Feng Jingyao, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt.

"Brother, I beat you up this badly, and you still tried to catch me. I'll remember this kindness, and I won't hit you again!"

Zhang Wenguang said with some seriousness.

Unfortunately, Feng Jingyao didn't hear his words, otherwise, he would have been so angry he would have spat blood.

He didn't want to catch the little overlord; he had no choice!

"Lin, I was careless just now. This time, watch this!"

The little overlord's fighting spirit reignited. He unleashed a skill he learned from Street Fighter, darted towards Lin Feng, and his White Ape Arm moved as if it had an electric motor, scratching rapidly.

"Heh, go scratch your mother at home. I don't have time to mess with you! Here's your plane ticket!"

Lin Feng looked at the little overlord as if he were an idiot and then kicked out his foot.

This kick was as fast as lightning, creating a gust of wind that made the little overlord stagger.

He looked startled and instinctively tried to dodge, but Lin Feng's kicking speed was too fast. Before he could react, he shot towards the sky like a comet.

Zheng Youlong and the others were all stunned by this sight.

"Young Master Long, is this Lin Feng even human?"

Jia Xiaoming adjusted his glasses. Lin Feng's kick was completely beyond his comprehension.

"What? You guys want plane tickets too?"

Lin Feng glanced at Zheng Youlong and the others.

Zheng Youlong forced a laugh, scared, and quickly waved his hands: "No, my Big Brother is seriously injured. We'll take an ambulance. Call one now!"

Saying that, Zheng Youlong immediately dialed the emergency center, his hands trembling. It took him a while to press the three numbers, 120.