120: Chapter 120 Killing Ma Hongjun

【I Have No Mother】：Stop pretending to be an expert here! If you have the guts, go fight him! It's easy to talk when you aren't the one standing. Can you even handle that kick he just delivered!

【Supreme Pontiff】：Presumptuous! Has Tang Hao smashed your brain, girl? If you dare to disrespect me again, I will have you taken back to Spirit City and locked up immediately!

The atmosphere in the Message Board grew increasingly volatile.

Qin Feng finished his meal, picked up a silk handkerchief, and wiped his mouth.

"The food in this restaurant is just average. I'm full. Let's go, back to the hotel. I'm tired today, let's go back, take a bath, and sleep."

The three girls responded immediately.

Zhu Zhuqing nimbly grabbed his coat and draped it over Qin Feng again.

The group left the restaurant and strolled slowly toward the Rose Hotel. The streetlights were already on; the nightlife of Heaven Dou City had just begun.

Qin Feng walked through the dimly lit streets, feeling exceptionally relaxed. This life of crushing everything and doing as he pleased was exactly what he wanted. As for Tang Hao's revenge, the schemes of Spirit Hall, and that so-called Shrek Academy.

In the face of his absolute power, they were nothing but toys used to pass the time.

The morning sun shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows into the penthouse suite of the Rose Hotel.

On the large round bed, Qin Feng opened his eyes.

Last night's madness left Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong still fast asleep. One of Xiao Wu's legs was draped over Qin Feng's stomach, while Ning Rongrong was curled up in Qin Feng's arms, her hands clutching his arm tightly.

Qin Feng sat up and moved Xiao Wu's leg aside.

Hearing the movement, Zhu Zhuqing, who was sleeping on the carpet at the end of the bed, immediately climbed up.

Zhu Zhuqing was wearing only a thin black nightdress. She nimbly took the clothes Qin Feng was to wear today from the wardrobe and knelt down by the bed.

"Master, you are awake. Let Zhuqing serve you in getting dressed." Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, holding a brand new black robe with gold trim in both hands.

Qin Feng opened his arms, letting Zhu Zhuqing drape the robe over him.

Zhu Zhuqing's fingers were nimble. She buttoned the robe one by one and smoothed out the wrinkles on the clothes. Then, she took a pair of black high-top leather boots and carefully put them on Qin Feng's feet.

Dressed neatly, Qin Feng walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

Zhu Zhuqing brought a cup of warm tea and handed it to Qin Feng.

"Go wake them up. We are going to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace today, don't dawdle." Qin Feng took a sip of tea and ordered casually.

Zhu Zhuqing turned and walked into the bedroom.

Not long after, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong walked out of the bedroom, yawning.

The two girls quickly finished washing up and changed into clean clothes. Xiao Wu was still in a pink skirt, while Ning Rongrong wore a green long dress.

"Brother Qin Feng, are we going to the Imperial Palace for breakfast?" Xiao Wu ran to Qin Feng's side and sat down, habitually hooking her arm around his.

"The food in the Imperial Palace might not be as good as what's outside. We'll just grab something on the street." Qin Feng put down his teacup and stood up, walking toward the door.

The four of them left the Rose Hotel and walked on the main street of Heaven Dou City.

The morning streets were already very lively. The stalls selling steamed buns and soy milk were packed with people.

Ning Rongrong walked to a stall selling crystal buns, bought two steamers, and brought them to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng used a bamboo skewer to pick up a bun and took a bite. The soup inside was very delicious.

Just as Qin Feng was strolling along the main street with the three girls, in a dark and narrow dead-end alley not far from the main street, there was a strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of feces and urine.

Ma Hongjun was lying next to a pile of blackened garbage bags.

His limbs had been crushed by Qin Feng last night, and his manhood had been smashed, causing him to pass out from the pain. In the middle of the night, the Patrol Battalion of Heaven Dou City had indeed gone to patrol Anliu Alley. But to avoid being bitten by wild dogs, Ma Hongjun had used his chin to support himself, crawling from the street into a sewer entrance, and followed the stinking ditch to this dead-end alley where no one usually came.

The Patrol Battalion did not find him; they only saw a large pool of blood on the ground and returned to their post.

Ma Hongjun was now awake.

The excruciating pain all over his body made him wish he could die immediately.

His right and left wrists were completely broken, with white bone shards exposed, and the flesh around the wounds had already turned black and festered. His two legs were dragging limply behind him, and his kneecaps were shattered into powder.

What made him most desperate was the empty feeling between his legs. Blood was constantly seeping out from there, and the slightest movement caused heart-wrenching pain.

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth and gasped heavily. His throat had long been torn from his screams last night, and now he couldn't even make a sound.

He stared at the bustling main street outside the alley.

He knew he was finished. Flender would not come to find him, Tang San was a cripple himself, and Dai Mubai and Oscar dared not provoke Qin Feng.

He could only lie in the stinking ditch like a rotten dog and wait for death.

Ma Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot. Extreme pain and despair turned into crazy hatred in his mind.

He hated Qin Feng. He hated the women around Qin Feng even more.

Why could Qin Feng have all these women while he ended up in this state?

Ma Hongjun turned his neck with difficulty and looked at the ragged spirit tool at his waist. Last night, Zhu Zhuqing had only taken his money bag and had not taken this inconspicuous belt.

Inside the belt was a defensive weapon given to him by Tang San.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow.

This Hidden Weapon did not require Soul Power to activate. As long as the trigger was pulled, it could instantly fire sixteen poisonous fine-iron crossbow bolts. Tang San had said that the poison on them was lethal upon contact with blood; even a Spirit King shot by it, without an antidote, would not last for the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

Ma Hongjun bit his lip until it bled.

He wanted revenge.

He couldn't kill Qin Feng. Qin Feng's body was too strong; he could even disperse evil flames with a slap. The Godly Zhuge Crossbow would definitely not pierce Qin Feng's skin.

But Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing could not. They were just Spirit Masters of the support system or agility-attack system, and their bodies were very fragile.

As long as he could kill one of the women around Qin Feng and make Qin Feng taste the bitterness of pain, his life would have been worth it.

Ma Hongjun began to act.

His hands were useless, so he could only use his mouth.

He squirmed on the ground like a maggot, resting his chin on the rough bricks and inching toward the exit of the alley.

The rough ground scraped his face, and his face was covered in blood and mud.

Finally, he moved behind a stone pier at the alley entrance. This position was blocked by a grocery cart, so he could not be seen from the main street, but he could clearly see the people walking on the main street.

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, bit the buckle on the belt, and pulled hard.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow fell out and hit the ground.

He used his teeth to bite the edge of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, pushed it into the gap of the stone pier, and jammed it so that the firing port of the crossbow bolts was aimed at the direction of the main street.

The trigger of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow was very tight and usually required a strong press by hand. Ma Hongjun had no hands now.

He found the position of the trigger, opened his mouth, and used his hardest back teeth to bite the trigger lever tightly.

After doing all this, Ma Hongjun had exhausted all his strength. His gums began to bleed from the excessive force.

He just lay behind the stone pier like a poisonous snake waiting for prey, staring fixedly at the street.

Time passed bit by bit.

There were more and more people on the main street.

Ma Hongjun's vision began to blur. Excessive blood loss made his consciousness a bit dull.

Just as he was about to give up, four figures appeared in his line of sight.

Walking at the very front was Qin Feng, wearing a black robe with gold trim.

Beside Qin Feng, Xiao Wu was holding a skewer of candied haws, laughing and talking to Ning Rongrong. Ning Rongrong was carrying an exquisite pastry box, her face full of relaxed and comfortable smiles. Zhu Zhuqing followed quietly at the very back.

The brilliance of these four people formed a sharp contrast with Ma Hongjun's current miserable state.

Ma Hongjun looked at Xiao Wu's pure and beautiful face, and then at Ning Rongrong's fair neck.

The flames of hatred in his eyes burned to the extreme in an instant.

Go to Hell.

All of you go to Hell!

Qin Feng's group happened to walk to the position directly in front of the alley entrance. They were less than ten meters away from the stone pier where Ma Hongjun was hiding.

A wheezing roar came from Ma Hongjun's mouth.

He jerked his head back.

The trigger lever, tightly bitten by his back teeth, was pulled instantly.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of the trigger firing echoed on the noisy street.

The sound was not loud and was quickly drowned out by the hawking of the surrounding vendors.

But immediately after, the sound of air being torn apart suddenly erupted.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Sixteen fine-iron crossbow bolts flashing with dark blue light, carrying a sharp piercing sound, exploded from the gap behind the stone pier.

The speed of the crossbow bolts was extremely fast, completely exceeding the reaction limit of ordinary Spirit Masters.

None of these sixteen crossbow bolts were aimed at Qin Feng.

Eight shot toward Xiao Wu's chest and face.

Eight shot toward Ning Rongrong's back and neck.

Ma Hongjun had calculated very accurately. At this distance and speed, even a Spirit King of the attack system could not dodge, let alone two unprepared girls.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were still laughing and talking. They had not noticed the arrival of death at all.

Only Zhu Zhuqing, who was walking at the back, sensed the danger with the keen intuition belonging to a feline Spirit. She turned her head abruptly, her pupils instantly contracting.

"Careful!" Zhu Zhuqing shouted, her body subconsciously wanting to rush over to block the arrows.

But the speed of the crossbow bolts was too fast. Zhu Zhuqing was simply too late.

As the sixteen poisonous arrows were about to pierce through Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's bodies.

Qin Feng moved.

He didn't even turn his head.

Qin Feng's right hand was still in the pocket of his robe. He just raised his left hand extremely casually and swung it violently in mid-air.

There was no fluctuation of Soul Power, nor was there any summoning of a Spirit.

Qin Feng's arm brought a burst of violent airflow in the air.

His palm was like an impassable iron wall, directly slapping against the sixteen oncoming crossbow bolts.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!"

A series of dense metallic clashing sounds rang out.

The fine-iron crossbow bolts, which were enough to pierce steel plates, were like fragile matchsticks the moment they hit Qin Feng's palm, directly bent and deformed.

All sixteen crossbow bolts lost their kinetic energy and fell clattering onto the bluestone-paved road.

Qin Feng's palm was unscathed, not even a layer of skin was scraped off.

The surrounding passersby were startled by this sudden turn of events and scattered in alarm.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong reacted at this moment.

Looking at the dozen or so poisonous arrows flashing with blue light on the ground, they broke out in a cold sweat.

"There's an assassin!" Xiao Wu threw away the candied haws in her hand and immediately activated her Spirit.

Ning Rongrong was also frightened, her face turning pale, and she grabbed Qin Feng's sleeve tightly.

Qin Feng lowered his head, looking at the deformed crossbow bolts on the ground.

He flicked his toe, kicked one of the crossbow bolts into the air, and then reached out to catch it.

Qin Feng examined the dark blue venom on the crossbow bolt and the unique structure at the tail of the arrow.

"A mechanical Hidden Weapon. Quenched with deadly poison." Qin Feng threw the crossbow bolt on the ground casually, "This is something made by that trash Tang San."

Qin Feng's gaze followed the trajectory of the crossbow bolts and locked directly onto the stone pier behind the grocery cart on the side of the road.

Qin Feng stepped forward and walked straight toward the stone pier.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing followed immediately.

Walking to the stone pier, Qin Feng raised his foot and kicked the grocery cart blocking the front away. The cart hit the wall in the distance and smashed to pieces.

The scene behind the stone pier was completely exposed to everyone.

A bloody figure lay on the ground. His mouth was full of blood, and several teeth were broken. That Godly Zhuge Crossbow was still stuck in the gap of the stone pier.

This person was exactly Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun looked at the unscathed Qin Feng and the others, and then at the crossbow bolts on the ground that had been slapped into scrap metal by Qin Feng.

His eyes grew wider and wider, and his eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets.

How is this possible.

That was the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. Tang San had said that this thing could even kill a Spirit King.

Qin Feng hadn't even activated his Spirit, and with just one hand, he had nonchalantly slapped down all sixteen poisonous arrows of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.

This was simply not a body that a human could possess.

Xiao Wu recognized this pile of rotten flesh on the ground.

"Ma Hongjun! It's actually you, you dead eunuch!" Xiao Wu was so angry that she cursed.

Ning Rongrong also covered her nose with an expression of disgust. The stench in the alley made her feel nauseous.

"Even in this state, you still dare to hide in the dark and hurt people. People from Shrek Academy are indeed all scum who only know how to sneak attack from behind." Ning Rongrong said coldly.

Ma Hongjun knew that he had failed completely.

He didn't even have the qualification to take someone down with him.

Since he couldn't kill anyone, Ma Hongjun simply gave up struggling completely. He opened his blood-filled mouth and let out an extremely ugly roar at Qin Feng, Xiao Wu, and the others.

"Qin Feng! You monster! You will die a horrible death!"

"You two bitches! Do you think you will have a good end following him! When I, Fatty, go to Hell, I will come to find you every night! Even if I become a ghost, I will screw you to death!"

Ma Hongjun was completely crazy. He cursed with the most vicious language, spraying blood foam everywhere.

Qin Feng looked down at Ma Hongjun from above.

There was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, just like looking at a bug crushed on the side of the road.

Qin Feng didn't like to talk nonsense.

Dealing with this kind of thing, crushing it directly was the most effective way.

Qin Feng raised his right foot.

"Go to Hell and find your teacher Zhao Wuji. Tell him that Flender will go to accompany you both soon." Qin Feng said.