The sight of the other's icy gaze inexplicably made Cui Yibin panic.
Especially the barely concealed killing intent emanating from him, coupled with his undisguised words earlier.
It was obvious this person was after him!
And since the other party had a gun, Cui Yibin dared not act rashly!
In his extreme panic, he almost tripped over the bathrobe wrapped around him.
Forcing himself to calm down, Cui Yibin sized up the two men and questioned them with a vigilant look.
"Who are you?"
Heh.
Song Qiao snorted, his expressionless gaze fixed on Cui Yibin as he asked.
"Cui Yibin? Zhang Longsheng's eldest disciple?"
Cui Yibin nodded blankly to both questions, admitting to them.
But he was still confused.
"So what if it's me! Who are you? What do you want?"
A sinister smile played on Song Qiao's lips, making him look particularly terrifying.
He tucked his pistol back into his waist.
He rolled up his sleeves and grinned sinisterly.
"Looks like I didn't misidentify you. You were the one who beat Gao Meng when I was away, right?"
"You are!"
Cui Yibin's mind suddenly cleared, and he immediately guessed the man's identity!
Seeing that he had put away his gun, Cui Yibin suddenly regained his confidence.
He looked down on Song Qiao with disdain, speaking mockingly.
"Song Qiao? Hmph! A coward!"
"My master set up a ring to challenge you, but you hid like a frightened turtle!"
"Out of desperation, I came to Hua to spar."
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Seeing Cui Yibin's loose tongue and extreme arrogance, Wei Feng couldn't help but click his tongue.
He looked at the other man with pity in his eyes, thinking to himself, what an idiot!
He actually dared to mock Song Qiao. Isn't this just courting death!
Heh.
Listening to Cui Yibin's words, Song Qiao suddenly chuckled.
He looked at the other man with a hint of amusement and asked, "Judging by your tone, you think I'm no match for you?"
"Naturally!"
The annoying questions that had been bothering him were completely forgotten. Cui Yibin nodded smugly.
He began to list his own strengths to Song Qiao as if recounting family treasures.
"To be honest, I am one of the most orthodox successors of the Taiyi Quan from Bangguo!"
"My master is the number one expert in Bangguo, Zhang Longsheng."
"These cowards from your Hua country, if not for their underhanded tricks, would never have been able to harm my junior brother!"
"Hmph! Looking at you, you probably brought a helper because you lack confidence, didn't you?"
"I advise you, fighting isn't like an assembly line. Having more people doesn't help at all..."
Before Cui Yibin could finish speaking, a crisp 'slap' echoed across his face.
Hiss!
Wei Feng retracted his large hand, sucking on his teeth irritably.
He looked at Cui Yibin, who had staggered back two steps from the slap, and cursed.
"You son of a bitch! Rambling on and on, you're too damn noisy!"
Cui Yibin stumbled, almost falling to the ground from the slap.
He quickly grabbed the edge of the bed to steady himself.
This made him clench his fists tightly, his eyes seeming to spew fire.
He abruptly raised his head, glaring at Wei Feng, and was about to curse.
"I'll fucking..."
*Bang!*
Before he could even curse, Wei Feng swung his injured leg and kicked him in the face!
"Still not convinced, huh? I'll use this bad leg to kick you today!"
Hit directly in the face by a kick, Cui Yibin's head spun violently.
His once prominent nose caved inward.
Several of his front teeth were kicked out.
Intense pain spread from his face to his entire body, leaving his limbs feeling weak and numb!
Just as he tried to fight back, a sharp pain shot through his legs again!
"Ahhhhhhh!"
The pain almost made him lose his mind, and he instinctively cried out.
He looked down with a look of horror and anger.
He saw Wei Feng's foot firmly planted on his right knee.
A powerful force was applied to his knee.
Cui Yibin could clearly feel his bones being crushed inch by inch!
Even more terrifying, the foot continued to press down and grind!
Crack! Crack!
Finally, the pressure reached its limit, and a sound of bones cracking echoed.
His leg was like it had been run over by a wheel, and his kneecap instantly shattered!
Bone fragments easily pierced his flesh!
Blood spread across the smooth floor, a terrifying sight.
Wei Feng glanced at Song Qiao's expression, knowing he wasn't satisfied yet.
He grinned and looked down at Cui Yibin, who was trembling from the pain.
He said with a hint of pity in his eyes.
"Hang in there a bit longer, buddy, I'm just getting started!"
As he spoke, Wei Feng raised his foot and began to relentlessly kick the fallen Cui Yibin!
The dull thuds of kicks were incessant.
Blood spurted from Cui Yibin's nose and mouth without stopping.
Until the stitches on Wei Feng's injured leg were torn open.
Blood stained his entire right trouser leg red.
Song Qiao noticed this and then called out to stop.
By this time, Cui Yibin was on the verge of death!