Chapter 48

Chapter 49: Endure!

"If I don't agree!" Lin Feng said.

"Ha!" Xia Qianhe looked at Lin Feng as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. After a moment, he coldly sneered and walked up to Lin Feng.

"I don't have the same good temper as Young Master Zhang, nor do I have his grace. I'm warning you one last time, get the hell out of here and stay away from Liu Yingying. Don't let me see you around her again," Xia Qianhe said coldly.

"If I don't agree!" Lin Feng's tone was also unfriendly.

"Damn, who the hell do you think you are!" Xia Qianhe suddenly slapped Lin Feng. "Daring to talk to this young master like that!"

With a crisp sound, a bright red handprint appeared on Lin Feng's left cheek.

Lin Feng was stunned. It was the first time in his life he had been slapped. Even if Lin Feng could usually control his temper, he couldn't bear this humiliation. A surge of immense humiliation flooded his heart, and he immediately threw a right hook at Xia Qianhe's right face.

"This young master coming to see you is already giving you face..." Xia Qianhe was still pointing at Lin Feng and cursing, never expecting him to fight back. He was caught off guard by the heavy punch that landed directly on his face.

"Ouch!" Xia Qianhe cried out in pain, covering his face and stepping back three steps.

"Young Master!" The two bodyguards behind him were startled and quickly protected Xia Qianhe.

"It hurts, damn it, you little brat, you actually dared to hit this young master! Grab that guy for me!" Xia Qianhe, holding his bleeding nose, barked.

"Yes!" One bodyguard protected Xia Qianhe, while the other extended a large hand toward Lin Feng.

Lin Feng knew this matter was not going to end well, so he no longer hesitated. Although the big guy in front of him looked very tough, there was no point in talking more.

But Lin Feng overestimated his own abilities and underestimated his opponent's strength. In just one round, Lin Feng was cleanly and decisively taken down by a grappling move. The bodyguard used only one hand to immobilize Lin Feng.

What immense strength! — Lin Feng struggled desperately, but the immense force from the other's wrist made his struggle seem as laughable as an ant trying to shake a tree.

Seeing Xia Qianhe approaching with a sinister smile, Lin Feng knew what he was going to do. No matter how much Lin Feng struggled, the hand holding his arms was like the Tightening Headband on Sun Wukong's head, firmly restraining him and preventing any movement.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Feng could only stall for time, pinning all his hopes on Wang Meng. He had to wait for Wang Meng to deal with the thugs in the alley behind him and then come to save him.

Xia Qianhe had stopped the bleeding from his nose, but his handsome face had become particularly sinister. Apart from being hit by his father once when he was young, he had never been beaten by anyone. Today, he was actually hit by a country bumpkin from out of town, which made Xia Qianhe extremely angry.

No, it wasn't just anger; it was sheer madness.

"Damn, you actually dared to hit this young master!" Xia Qianhe kicked Lin Feng in the stomach.

Lin Feng felt as if his abdomen had been run over by a car. His stomach churned violently, his face turned pale, and a strong urge to vomit surged through his body. But he forced it down.

Endure! Absolutely cannot let this arrogant young master look down on me. And I must take revenge. When Wang Meng comes back, I'll make him pay!

Xia Qianhe looked weak, but the two bodyguards with him were retired special forces soldiers. He had also learned a few moves from them, though he hadn't really practiced them much. But this kick was quite powerful.

"Bang," "Bang," the enraged Xia Qianhe delivered a series of heavy punches to Lin Feng, making him almost vomit up his last meal.

Pain! The pain was like his body was being torn apart. Lin Feng had been beaten before, but this was the first time he had been held down and beaten so mercilessly. The anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt. But Lin Feng gritted his teeth and endured, both the physical pain and the deep-seated anger.

Lin Feng wanted revenge, to make this arrogant young master taste his fists. But now was not the time, and he had no chance to take revenge. Wait, wait for Wang Meng to come back. I must wait for Wang Meng to come back! — Lin Feng kept telling himself.

This thought helped him endure the intense pain, and he remained silent.

"Huff," "Huff," Xia Qianhe wasn't used to such intense physical activity and was also tired after a few punches. Moreover, Lin Feng's lack of resistance made Xia Qianhe feel bored. Beating someone who neither resisted nor made a sound was not at all satisfying.

"Trash! Not only do you not fight back when beaten, but you don't even dare to curse! Pah!" Xia Qianhe spat in disgust.

Although Xia Qianhe despised Lin Feng, the bodyguard holding him was not at all careless. Despite the severe beating, Lin Feng had not made a sound, showing extraordinary endurance. The more pressure, the greater the rebound. The bodyguard could clearly feel the slight trembling in the man's body. With his experience, he knew the man was enduring, or perhaps gathering strength, waiting for the moment to burst out.

Worried about any accidents, he cautiously switched to holding Lin Feng's arms with both hands and used a locking technique to prevent the man from suddenly breaking free and harming Xia Qianhe.

"Brat, I'm warning you one last time. Stay away from Liu Yingying, or next time I'll have someone break your legs," Xia Qianhe said with lingering resentment.

Damn, my nose is bleeding again. — Xia Qianhe covered his nose with a handkerchief.

"Go!" Xia Qianhe threw the blood-stained handkerchief aside in disgust. The other bodyguard quickly opened the car door.

The bodyguard holding Lin Feng did not dare to be careless and moved Lin Feng back slightly, waiting for Xia Qianhe to get in the car before letting him go.

"Alright, let that brat go," Xia Qianhe said after sitting in the car.

"Yes, Young Master." Just as the bodyguard was about to let Lin Feng go, a deep voice filled with anger sounded from behind.

"Let him go." Hearing this voice, Lin Feng knew Wang Meng had arrived.

Wang Meng finally came! Xia Qianhe, I'll make you pay double for that kick and those eleven punches! — Lin Feng roared in his heart but did not show it on his face. These two bodyguards were also very skilled, and he was not sure if Wang Meng could take them down. Therefore, Lin Feng had to keep them off guard, waiting for the moment they relaxed.

Even if he beat up Xia Qianhe, he might also be beaten by these two bodyguards. But he wasn't afraid. A barefoot person has nothing to fear from a shoed one. He had only a few million in assets, but Xia Qianhe's designer clothes and sports car were worth far more. One for one, he wouldn't lose. — Lin Feng's eyes, through his hair, were locked on Xia Qianhe.

"Who!" The bodyguard was startled. He hadn't even noticed someone approaching from behind. If this happened during a mission, it would be a death sentence.

The bodyguard quickly released Lin Feng, stepped aside, and faced Wang Meng with a sense of impending danger.

Square face, serious expression, muscular build, wearing camouflage, with traces of blood on his temples. The bodyguard instantly recognized Wang Meng.

A soldier! A special forces soldier! — The bodyguard's heart tightened. A soldier's aura was unmistakable, especially a retired special forces soldier, whose toughness and absolute calm were evident.

Cold sweat broke out on the bodyguard's forehead. He knew this matter would not end well. The pressure from this man was even greater than from his former drill instructors. What frightened the bodyguard even more were the man's hands, which were not only large but also terrifying. He vaguely remembered hearing about similar hands somewhere.

"Damn, what's wrong with Daitian'er? How did he let him escape!" Xia Qianhe, sitting in the Mercedes S600, said resentfully. He hadn't expected Daitian'er and his twenty-odd men to fail to handle this soldier.

"Li Wuji, go help Li Wujie." Since Wang Meng had escaped from Daitian'er's twenty-odd men, he was clearly skilled. To avoid any accidents, Xia Qianhe sent Li Wuji to assist his brother.

Li Wuji and Li Wujie were twin brothers who had joined the military together and retired together. Both were skilled, and more importantly, they had learned a combined combat technique. When they first came to Beijing, they had offended Daitian'er and were pursued by over a hundred of his men. They had managed to break through the encirclement using this technique, which caught Xia Qianhe's attention, and he hired them as his personal bodyguards.

"Yes, Young Master!" Li Wuji, with just one glance, knew Wang Meng was no ordinary man. The hidden strength in his body was terrifying. Li Wujie alone would not be a match for this man.

Li Feng glanced at Lin Feng as he passed by. If they went to deal with this stranger, and the man on the ground suddenly attacked Xia Qianhe, they would be in a difficult position, which was a big no-no for bodyguards.

The first duty of a bodyguard is to protect the employer's safety.

The man on the ground seemed to have been beaten badly, just lying there, breathing heavily, and not making a sound.

Li Wuji, reassured, walked around Lin Feng and stood next to Li Wujie.

Brothers in battle. No matter how strong this man was, they could take him down together.