53: Chapter 53: First courtesy, then force, my girl!

“Bang!”

At the critical moment when Zhao Ertong impatiently reached his rough, large hand toward Yu Jingxiang, preparing to rip her thin red gauze dress to shreds...

The half-closed inner door of the main room was kicked open from the inside.

The dull bang sounded like a sudden clap of thunder in the cramped room, instantly interrupting their frenzied actions.

Zhang Tietou and Zhao Ertong spun around like startled stray dogs.

They saw Qin Feng slowly walking out of the dark inner room with unhurried steps, his hands casually tucked into the pockets of his black robe.

His expression was as calm as water, his deep dark eyes devoid of any emotion as he quietly looked at the two men before him, who reeked heavily of alcohol.

“Little Brother Qin?”

Zhang Tietou froze for a moment, then a trace of displeasure flashed across his fleshy Face as he demanded in a gruff voice,

“Why is your kid hiding in the little widow's inner room? Don't tell me you want to keep her all to yourself?!”

Zhao Ertong also narrowed his lecherous eyes and waved his hand impatiently,

“Shoo, shoo, Little Qin. Our brothers laid eyes on this woman first. Do you understand the rule of first come, first served? If you want some soup, wait until we finish eating the meat, and you'll naturally get your share!”

Seeing their bossy attitude and complete disregard for him,

a faint smile played on Qin Feng's lips. He walked over to the square table, pulled out a bench, and sat down unhurriedly.

“Brothers, we all work together in the Ninth Squad. We see each other all the time.”

His voice was surprisingly gentle, carrying a negotiating tone,

as he said, “I've taken a liking to this woman, and I want this courtyard too. How about you two brothers give me some Face today and let this matter go?”

In a dog-eat-dog place like the Servant District, Qin Feng had always adhered to one principle: do not make enemies of those who can be friends.

Regardless of who was good or bad, as long as interests were not violated, everything was still negotiable.

However, his polite words of 'courtesy before force' sounded like an absolute joke to Zhang Tietou and Zhao Ertong.

“Give you Face?”

Zhang Tietou slammed his hand on the table as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, splashing the leftover wine on the table everywhere.

He pointed at Qin Feng's nose and spat out a barrage of curses:

“Who the fuck do you think you are?! A greenhorn who just joined the squad dares to ask for Face in front of me? I gave you a bit of respect, and you really think you're somebody?!”

“Let me tell you, in the Ninth Squad's territory, I am the rule! If I let you drink soup, you drink it on your knees. And you still want to fight me for meat?! You've got some nerve!!”

Zhao Ertong also sneered repeatedly beside him, playing with two iron walnuts in his hand, which made a grating, scraping sound.

“Little Qin, don't refuse the respect we're giving you. We are at the Mortal Stage 7 cultivation. Killing you is as easy as crushing a bug. Get the hell out of here, and don't ruin our fun!”

Faced with their aggressive insults, Qin Feng did not get angry but instead let out a sigh.

He slowly fished out a small cloth pouch from his robe and tossed it onto the table with a thud.

The pouch fell open, revealing exactly four hundred neatly arranged servant coins, gleaming temptingly under the dim oil lamp.

“Here are four hundred servant coins. Consider it my treat for you two brothers to enjoy some drinks and women.”

Qin Feng's slender fingers lightly tapped the table, his tone remaining flat. “Take the money and let's be friends. From now on, don't take a single step into this courtyard again.”

Four hundred servant coins was definitely not a small sum.

Zhang Tietou's eyes swept greedily over the coins, his Adam's apple bobbing heavily. But on second thought, he had just extorted two thousand three hundred coins from Yu Jingxiang.

In comparison, a mere four hundred coins was nothing.

But then again, only children make choices...

Greed instantly consumed his rationality, and Zhang Tietou swept the four hundred servant coins on the table into his arms with a sudden swipe.

Then, he looked at Qin Feng with a sneer, his eyes filled with endless mockery and playfulness.

“I'll take the money! Consider it your tribute to me. But I'm still sleeping with this widow tonight! Not only will I sleep with her, but I'll do it right in front of your Face!”

Zhao Ertong laughed even more arrogantly, “Hahaha, Brother Tietou is right. We want both the money and the woman. What, you got a problem with that?!”

The two were beside themselves with glee, relentless in their arrogance, clearly treating Qin Feng as a weak, easily bullied sheep.

Looking at their insatiable Faces, the last trace of disguise in the depths of Qin Feng's eyes was completely torn away, turning into endless, bone-chilling coldness.

“Since you refuse the respect offered to you...”

Qin Feng suddenly reached out. With a terrifying speed that neither of them could react to, he grabbed the wrist of the hand Zhang Tietou had just stuffed into his robe.

“Crack!”

A sickening sound of bone fracturing rang out.

“Ah—my hand!!!”

Zhang Tietou let out a pig-slaughtering shriek as his wrist was violently crushed to pieces.

The four hundred servant coins from just now, along with the pouch containing the two thousand three hundred servant coins they had stolen earlier, clattered to the ground.

With an expressionless Face, Qin Feng kicked the money pouch to his feet, then slowly stood up.

He tidied the cuffs of his black robe, his gaze looking at Zhang Tietou, who was rolling on the ground clutching his wrist, and Zhao Ertong, who was completely frozen in place, as if they were already dead.

Then, Qin Feng slowly raised his right hand and curled his finger at them in a contemptuous gesture.

“Come, let me see how you're going to sleep with her in front of me.”

The extreme humiliation and excruciating pain instantly caused Zhang Tietou to completely lose his mind!

“I'll fucking kill you!!!”

Zhang Tietou roared furiously, his eyes bloodshot, as the violent Qi and blood of his Mortal Stage 7 cultivation erupted from within his body.

With his other intact hand, he suddenly drew the steel saber from his waist and slashed out fiercely like a mad bull, accompanied by a sharp whistle that tore through the air.

Zhao Ertong also reacted instantly. His Stage 7 Qi and blood surged like boiling water. Clenching his fists, he blocked Qin Feng's retreat from the side and joined the pincer attack!

“Go to hell, you little bastard!”

The two were incredibly arrogant, believing their Mortal Stage 7 cultivation was enough to crush everything.

However, faced with the pincer attack of two Stage 7 experts, Qin Feng did not even move his feet half a step.

Just as the steel saber was about to cleave his Face—

The Chaos Art suddenly surged into motion!

A violent surge of Qi and blood, far more terrifying and condensed than both of theirs combined, erupted from his body!

Without any fancy movements, he simply raised his right fist and punched out.

This punch was incredibly fast and incredibly heavy.

It even produced a visible white sonic boom cloud in the air.

“Bang!!!”

A dull sound, like a watermelon falling from a height and smashing to pieces, echoed.

The moment Zhang Tietou's hideous Face and hard skull came into contact with Qin Feng's fist, they instantly burst like a watermelon!

Red blood, white brains, and shattered bone fragments exploded in the room like a blooming flower of death!

One punch, head exploded!

Due to momentum, the headless corpse stumbled forward two steps before heavily crashing to the ground with a dull thud.

A thick, bloody stench instantly filled the entire room.

Zhao Ertong, who had rushed in from the side ready to strike, froze dead in his tracks as if he had been hit with an immobilization spell.

His pupils dilated violently. Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, and then at Qin Feng's fist, which didn't have a single drop of blood on it, his mind went completely blank.

One punch... instantly killed the Stage 7 Brother Tietou?!

Is this something a Mortal Rank 6 could fucking do?! He's a fucking monster!!!