C175 The Wolf's Weeping

This kind of terrifying scene made Lin Feng's eyes tear up. These were not ordinary people! They were all the most elite warriors!

The shirt of one of the corpses in the living room was torn, revealing the tattoo on his chest. A huge black cobra was baring its long poisonous fangs, roaring towards the sky.

This was the famous army of snakes, the legend of the mercenary world. Lin Feng had paid a huge price to get this from Europe.

Who would have thought that they would be killed without even making a sound upon encountering a cultivator?

"Alright, let's not bother about these troublesome matters anymore."

"Boss Lin, obediently give me the recipe of the Spirit Liquor. I think we can become good friends."

Singh turned and said to Lin Feng.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

Lin Feng's face trembled. He tried his best to maintain his calm, but he was completely flustered.

Ever since he had witnessed Shen Qingfeng's methods, he understood that there were a group of people in this world who were excessively powerful, and completely surpassed the common rules.

This disciple under Singh was able to take care of an entire group of the world's top mercenaries without a sound.

In the hands of the opponent, even if Lin Feng did not hand over the formula, death awaited him.

"Oh?" "I didn't expect you to be so stubborn …"

"How about this! I'll talk to your wife first. Maybe she'll be more enlightened? "

Singh laughed sinisterly, his big hands grabbing towards the figure under the blanket.

Ah!" Bastard … "Let go …

Zhang Yanru screamed loudly, but it only increased the other party's interest.

The several disciples' eyes constantly sized up the woman's sexy figure. They felt that those steel pipe dancers during the day were simply ordinary women.

This is what you call superior quality!

"You may not know much about the methods of cultivators. In ancient yoga, there is a very special Duo Cultivation Technique. After a night of talking with your wife, I can't guarantee that she will be complete."

Singh licked his lips, that terrifying smile almost made Zhang Yanru go crazy.

"Don't... Brother Feng … "Brother Feng, save me …"

"Brother Feng …"

She continuously called out, trying her best to return to Lin Feng's side. She was usually proud and unparalleled, but now, she was only a weak girl.

After following Lin Feng for a long time, she understood that this man had the appearance of a formidable man.

Starting from a little hoodlum, Lin Feng climbed up the huge mountain called Xu Family and established a huge power.

Then, it even jumped to become Shen Qingfeng's subordinate, and overturned Wan Tianhao's underground empire, becoming the undisputed number one in Jiangdong City!

There were thirteen girls that were famous on Lin Feng's side. Although Zhang Yanru was beautiful and had a talent for business, her true value might not be comparable to the Spirit Liquor's recipe.

"Stop! I can give you what you want. "

Lin Feng's face kept changing, but he finally opened his mouth.

"Oh?" I thought you were going to resist! "

Singh's eyes revealed a strange expression, as though he was a cat toying with mice.

"Let her put on her clothes first. This has nothing to do with the ladies."

"Good!" I'm warning you, don't play tricks. "

The moment Singh let go, Zhang Yanru slipped back into the blanket and threw herself into Lin Feng's embrace, shivering.

"Brother Feng …"

"Put on your clothes first."

Lin Feng ignored her, and said coldly.

Zhang Yanru stretched out her trembling hands and grabbed a white, tight-fitting, tight-fitting dress. When she appeared again, the demon's figure stunned the people in the room once again.

"Hurry up, I don't have the patience."

"The formula is in the other room. Please come with me!"

Lin Feng stood up, and brought his people to the study room, where he pulled out an exquisite safe.

He crouched down and began to twist the buttons.

Originally, Zhang Yanru did not move an inch away from Lin Feng, but when she reached the door, he was suddenly grabbed by a Indian.

"You … "What do you want to do …"

These Indian's body carried an evil aura. Even ordinary people could clearly feel that her body was trembling slightly.

Lin Feng noticed this from the corner of his eyes, but did not make a sound to stop them.

His face was pale, and he looked a little nervous. Sweat began to drip down his face. He had even typed in his password incorrectly.

"Yanru, I seem to have remembered the wrong password. Come over and open it …"

He lowered his head, as though out of fear, he did not dare meet Singh's and the rest's gaze.

Only then was Zhang Yanru able to escape. She ran over, stretched out her slender finger and shakily tapped on the password.

"Crack!"

The door of the safe was opened, Lin Feng took out a piece of paper.

"This is the Spirit Liquor's formula. Check if it's correct."

One of Singh's disciples seized the letter and handed it over to him.

He carefully read the contents, and it was as if he had opened the door to a new world …

"Haha, coming to China was indeed a worthwhile trip."

If he could mass-produce these Spirit Liquor, the chances of him successfully going through tribulation would increase by 10%!

"..."

At this time, Lin Feng quietly took out something that looked like a black matchbox from the safe and looked at Zhang Yanru.

He said in spoken language, "Forgive me."

Then, he pulled the trigger.

"Bam!"

With a gunshot, the woman's chest exploded into a spray of blood, causing Zhang Yanru's eyes to carry a trace of confusion and puzzlement as she fell to the ground.

"SHIT!"

A young Indian was enraged. He walked over with large strides and broke Lin Feng's arm with a kick.

He had long since set his eyes on this woman and even wanted to bring her back to his country to enjoy herself.

However, after being shot by this spear, the beauty would turn into an ice-cold corpse and lose its value.

"Stop, let him go!"

After Singh read the note, he carefully kept it. He waved his hand to stop his disciple's actions.

"He can actually kill his own woman …" "Interesting …"

"Unfortunately, you are just an ordinary mortal. Enjoy the hell on earth! "Hahaha …"

Singh did not kill Lin Feng. After obtaining the Spirit Liquor formula, this person's life was no longer important.

Wouldn't it be more interesting to let him continue to experience the endless pain in this world?

After these people left, only a row of ice cold corpses remained in the high-end villa. Lin Feng who was covered in wounds worked hard to open his swollen eyes and tried to crawl to Zhang Yanru's side.

After a long and arduous effort, he finally saw that the woman's face was still as beautiful as ever, as if she had fallen asleep.

A tear flowed down from the corner of his eye as he let out a mournful cry in the middle of the night …

Shen Qingfeng had once evaluated Lin Feng as a wolf. He never thought that this wild wolf would shed tears for its beloved woman as well.