"How can this be?"
Wang Wei was completely dumbfounded. He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.
"Martial master, you are also a martial master, damn it!!!"
Purple Scorpion clutched his severed arm with a face full of horror. All fingers share a common pain, let alone having an arm blown off. Now he was as pale as paper, devoid of color.
"Marital master, how could this be? Impossible, Lin Feng is a martial master?"
Wang Wei swayed, muttering incredulously. Not just him, even Ma Han and Zheng Han were stupefied. Lin Feng was actually a martial master?
"Nothing is impossible. If you can be a martial master, so can I."
Lin Feng said indifferently.
Purple Scorpion swallowed hard and then thought of something, "No, even if you are a martial master, you can't possibly defeat me with a single punch. What Star do you possess?"
"That's not much of your concern anymore. What you need to do now is to die quietly."
Lin Feng said indifferently.
"Die quietly? Haha, Lin Feng, don't you know one of the traits of my Purple Scorpion Star is the intense poison? Although you have shattered my arm, your body must have been invaded by my Purple Scorpion Poison. Killing me won't let you live. That pain is simply worse than a myriad of ants eating the heart. Lin Feng, if I were you, I would not be killing me but kneeling down and begging me because only I have the antidote."
Purple Scorpion seemed to think of something, and the horror on his face turned into scorn. So what if you defeated me, you are still poisoned, and it's a fatal poison.
"Right, Lin Feng, don't act rashly. I warn you, our Purple Scorpion brother is not joking. His Purple Scorpion Star is a thing of intense poison. You must be poisoned by now. If you want to live, kneel down immediately and kowtow to our Purple Scorpion brother. He might decide to be the bigger person and spare your life." Wang Wei also seemed to have grabbed onto a lifeline, as he was now in the same boat as Purple Scorpion. If Purple Scorpion died, he would be destined to have no place for his corpse.
Hearing the two of them performing like a comic dialogue, with each taking turns to speak, Lin Feng just smiled faintly and walked to Purple Scorpion, crouching in front of him, "Purple Scorpion Poison?"
For some reason, when Purple Scorpion saw Lin Feng's still young but exceptionally calm face, he always felt a mysterious chill in his heart. This youth was extraordinary.
"Yes, that's right, the Purple Scorpion Poison. You better let me go. Otherwise, I can't guarantee when the Purple Scorpion Poison will flare up. By then, no one can save you. Aren't you afraid of death?" Purple Scorpion looked at Lin Feng walking straight towards him and swallowed, saying. This was his last reliance. He didn't believe that there really were people in this world who were not afraid of death.
Lin Feng chuckled and leaned into his ear, saying faintly, "Have you ever heard that one of the traits of Dragon-type Star is immunity to all poisons?"
"Dragon... Dragon-type Star? You mean..." Purple Scorpion's pupils shrank as he was about to say something else.
Puff!
The next instant, a streak of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
A finger, sharp as a sword, pierced through his temple and into his skull. Purple Scorpion was dead, deader than dead.
Puchi!
Lin Feng pulled out his finger, smeared with brain matter, and wiped it on Purple Scorpion's body. Then calmly, he searched Purple Scorpion's body and took out the Storage Bag before standing up.
Thump.
Wang Wei immediately knelt down, trembling all over, his lips quivering, his face etched with terror. Dead — the Purple Scorpion that he revered in his heart was now dead, just like that and by a single finger thrust into the temple, no less. That sight and the sound when that finger penetrated the skull were like sticking it into a watermelon.
"Please, don't kill me, it's my fault, everything is my fault, but I had no choice, if I didn't say it, they would have killed me, yes, yes, yes, it was all just a temporary measure, all an act for that damned Purple Scorpion."
Wang Wei begged frantically, but seeing Lin Feng's indifferent face, he immediately turned to plead with Ma Han and the others.
"Captain Ma Han, I'm begging you, I have elderly parents and a young daughter, I can't die, if I die, who will take care of my aged mother, my seven-year-old daughter, and my sister who's bedridden? My family is all counting on me, Captain Ma Han, please spare my life for the sake of the times when I fought shoulder to shoulder with you, I won't dare again, I swear, from now on, my life, Wang Wei's life, is yours to command, if you want me to go..."
Puchi—
Another crisp sound, and Wang Wei's eyes bulged as he struggled to lower his head, only to see a knife had pierced through his body.
"I... I don't want to die..."
Thump.
Wang Wei's gaze turned listless as his body toppled to the side and after a few convulsions, life left him.
Ma Ha and Zheng Han both felt somewhat unbearable; just a moment ago, they were moved by compassion, being inherently kind-hearted people, not to mention they had spent days together in the past.
Lin Feng didn't even glance at the fallen Wang Wei, thinking his pleas were insufferably long-winded. Anyone who would attempt to use him for their gain deserved to die, and no matter what their reasons, they would meet the same fate — death.
All of this was simply the result of reaping what he had sown.
He headed straight into the tent, which was empty save for a cowhide blanket on the ground. On the blanket lay Lu Keke, with one of her shoulders generously exposed, unconscious but with tears still marked at the corner of her eyes. Moreover, there were many kiss marks left by Purple Scorpion around her neck.
Lin Feng approached and, seeing she has no serious harms, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Killing Wang Wei didn't even make Lin Feng blink — but that didn't mean he was a cold-blooded killing machine devoid of all sensation; he simply knew right from wrong.
"It's okay now."
Lin Feng said softly, picking up Lu Keke and stepped out of the tent.
"Lin Feng, how is Lu Keke?" Ma Han couldn't help but ask as he advanced.
"She is alright." Lin Feng handed Lu Keke over to Ma Han, who looked confused, "You mean..."
"You guys go ahead and leave this place first, I'll take care of the rest." Lin Feng said indifferently. The Purple Scorpion Team had seven or eight other underlings besides Purple Scorpion himself. To prevent them from causing any more trouble, Lin Feng had to eliminate them all; weeds must be pulled out by the roots, for if not, they'd grow back with the spring breeze. Lin Feng himself wasn't afraid of these thugs, but Ma Han and Lu Keke, they would still have to come to Hu Ben Mountains for their livelihood, inevitably dealing with the Fang Brigade.
Therefore, what Lin Feng needed to do was eradication, to bury them here.