Chapter 302 - Rescue (II)

Linfeng mentally locked down on the man who stood tensed at the side. If he ever took a step outside the room, he would instantly know.

He took off his coat and wrapped it around his Young Miss's trembling body. Killing intent was silently surging beneath his façade. 

He took a deep breath. His Young Miss needed a stable pillar right now to anchor herself, a person that could reassure her. He forcefully calmed himself down.

Xiong Zhi painfully opened her eyes, and her blurry gaze slowly cleared out. 

The first thing she saw was Linfeng's face. 

His face appeared calm, yet she could see the turbulent bottomless pit in his dark eyes. 

It was a very familiar sight. This was the same look he had on his face when he finally came to her rescue in the past life.

Her nose soured and her eyes blurred again.

He came late in the past life.

In this life, fortunately...

Teardrops fell from her eyes. It was as if all her grievances were finally out in the open, being poured out. Sobs echoed from her throat. 

"Linfeng..."

Linfeng's heart constricted painfully at her suppressed sobs. Guilt, remorse, self-blame, and an overwhelming stabbing pain intertwined within him as he wiped Xiong Zhi's tears.

He was able to stop the worst, but he knew that the harm was already done. This was a trauma that could never be erased. 

He felt a numbing pain in his heart as he watched her weep. His most beloved girl must be feeling much, much worse than he could ever imagine.

His nose felt astringent. He could only try to comfort her.

Linfeng patted her back. "You are safe now, Zhi'er. I'm here now. I've come. You're safe now," he whispered as calmly, lovingly, and gently as he could.

Xiong Zhi's anxious heart slowly slowed down. Her sobs also finally died down. 

At this time, the bearded man holding the camera glanced at the door. He should take this chance to escape. He silently raised his foot.

Xiong Zhi raised her head, her eyes red. "Linfeng... I want them dead." 

The madness in her heart had not yet died down. It only burned hotter.

Kill them!

"As you wish, my Young Miss." Linfeng's eyes darkened as he answered. He kissed her forehead. After reassuring her, he vanished.

In a blur, he arrived right before the man who was silently escaping.

Without a word, he clenched his fist and immediately punched the man at his gut.

"Argh!" The man was caught unprepared. His body curved in the air.

In a split second, Linfeng took one step behind him and swung his elbow at his back.

"Hnn!" Excruciating pain spread for a moment, and then numbness. The man fell limply.

Linfeng caught the collar of his shirt and dragged him towards Xiong Zhi who had remained sitting on the ground with Linfeng's coat around her shoulders.

He dumped him in front of her.

"I broke his spinal cord. He wouldn't be able to go anywhere." 

Then, Linfeng went to get the other man. He also dragged him and dumped him in front of Xiong Zhi.

"This man dared to touch you, tell me how you want him killed," he gravely said with a serious face. 

He had not killed a man before. But with the training since young, they were expected to kill. Especially, to kill those who harmed or planned to harm their master.

What was more, his raging fury since earlier had not abated yet. 

He wanted to torture them to death, to slice them slowly until only bones remain, to crush their bones until all that was left was a pool of flesh and blood.

He was not a saint, and he would never wish for his master to be a saint and grieve herself. Grievances must be paid in full. 

If his Young Miss could release her hatred and fear by killing them, he would gladly assist her. If she fell into hell, he would gladly follow her and help her spread hellfire everywhere.

Xiong Zhi looked up at her man's face, at his eyes which burned with malice and hatred, mirroring hers. 

Then her eyes swept down towards the two men darkly.

She slowly stood up with Linfeng's support. 

"Didn't I tell you earlier? If I ever get out of this alive, I will make sure that you will suffer a hundred times more."

The two men felt chills running down their backs. They shivered. This time, they knew that she was not bluffing at all. 

Their bones were broken beyond recognition, they were already hurt internally, and even with modern technology, they were already handicapped for the rest of their life. That was enough to put them in hell.

But to suffer humiliation, a hundred times at that, no man would want it.

The undressed man with the broken hand and bloody mouth spoke hurriedly.

"...Misshy ...We showwie (Missy, we are sorry)! Fohgiffe ush, pwease (Forgive us, please) We tchell you... who owdewed ush (We'll tell you who ordered us)! Pwease, shpawe ouw lhwifes (Please, spare our lives)…" 

His mouth was hurting so badly but he needed to beg for his life.

The bearded man, on the other hand, was silent as cold sweat soaked his shirt. 

He had not spent several years in the underworld in vain. He could somehow realize the crazed look at this pair's eyes.

It was useless. They were doomed. 

No matter which one they choose in the end, they were doomed.

If the man who ordered them found out that they had messed up in this mission, and even sold him out, they would be surely be killed. With him having crippled, he would be an easy prey. 

And this girl...

The bearded man, the leader of the kidnapping team, glanced up at Xiong Zhi with gritted teeth.

However, when he saw the endless coldness in her eyes, he shivered.

This time, the man was sure that he and his accomplice were going to die.