Chapter 10: I Have a Gun, Can You Block the Bullets?

What is going on?

The dozen or so lackeys from the Qilin Gang were all stunned!

A figure suddenly appeared behind everyone like a ghost.

Lin Feng turned his palm into a blade and gave a light chop; the palm wind transformed into an incomparably sharp sword wind, directly slicing several men in black in half.

Damn!

This... this is truly hellish!

"What are you afraid of?"

"He is only one person; can he really kill the hundred of us?"

"Attack him for me! Hu Ge said that if we capture this brat, we get ten million!"

The burly man in the lead stomped his foot, and his black suit was torn open by his violent muscles.

The concrete slab under his feet was also shattered by a powerful burst of Internal Energy.

"Brat, I heard you are a Martial Artist, but sorry, I am an Earth Realm Martial Artist!"

On the path of Martial Dao, Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Yellow are the initial realms, and above these is the Grandmaster Realm.

A Yellow Level Martial Artist has polished their physical body to the limit and can split stones and break monuments with one hand.

A Xuan Level Martial Artist can use internal force to injure people invisibly; a palm strike from a distance can snap a tree branch as thick as a bowl.

An Earth Realm Martial Artist can control their force at will, has all-around defense, remains dry in the rain, and can even predict the trajectory of bullets.

As for a Heaven Realm Martial Artist, within a radius of ten meters, everything is their domain, and no one can harm them in the slightest.

In the world today, although there are many Martial Artists, those above the Heaven Realm are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Not to mention experts at the Grandmaster Realm; those are Masters of Martial Dao, existences capable of dominating a region, and are treated as honored guests wherever they go.

Boom! A wild smile hung on the man's lips, and he immediately threw a punch straight at Lin Feng.

Heh!

This punch is enough to kill an ordinary person; any Martial Artist below the Earth Realm who takes this punch head-on will be either dead or severely injured.

I hope this brat is durable enough not to be killed by me!

If he dies, it won't be easy to report back!

However, Lin Feng stood where he was, motionless, letting the fist strike toward him, not even intending to dodge.

What is this brat doing?

Not even dodging?

Is he crazy?

"You're courting death!"

"Just by relying on you, you want to hurt me?" Lin Feng sneered.

He reached out his hand with a nonchalant look in his eyes, and the black-clad man's fist was caught by him.

"What? You!!!" The burly man in black was completely stunned.

He felt as if his fist had smashed into a ball of cotton, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

What shocked him even more was that Lin Feng's eyes were filled with contempt, as if catching this punch was within his expectations.

Crack!

Lin Feng gave a light squeeze, and the man's wrist was instantly crushed, with bone fragments and blood flowing out.

"Dabi Ge!"

"This... what exactly is this brat's strength?"

"Didn't they say his strength was only slightly better than Wang Fugui's?"

The remaining lackeys had hands trembling as they held their knives, unable to even hold them steady.

Lin Feng's strength completely exceeded their expectations.

Dabi Ge looked annoyed: "How would I know?"

"What are you standing there for? Attack!"

"Kill!!!"

Following his order, the remaining dozens of lackeys rushed up like ants.

Swish, swish, swish! Lin Feng casually flicked out several Silver Needles; the needles shot out like bullets, directly piercing the knees of a dozen lackeys.

For a time, screams rose one after another!

"Who sent you?" Lin Feng stared fixedly at the burly man in the lead.

"Hmph! Lin Feng, having offended our Qilin Gang, don't think you can survive in Jiangbei!"

"If you're sensible, surrender obediently, and I guarantee I won't hurt you!"

Dabi Ge reached his hand behind his back.

"Qilin Gang? It's you again. I hadn't gone to find you yet, but I didn't expect you to deliver yourselves to my door!"

"Since that's the case, let's settle the previous accounts as well!" Lin Feng said coldly.

But Dabi Ge just smirked and pulled a pistol from behind his back, the pitch-black muzzle aimed at Lin Feng.

"Brat! Do you see what this is?"

"A gun!"

"Hurry up and kneel for me, otherwise, I'll blow you away with one shot!" Dabi Ge said, pointing the gun at Lin Feng.

Heh! What's the use of high martial arts?

Below the Grandmaster level, a gun is the absolute truth!

Could this brat really block his bullets?

"I will give you all one chance: put down your guns and kneel down obediently!"

"Perhaps I can spare your dog lives!" Lin Feng said coldly.

These words directly made Dabi Ge in front of him laugh: "What? Hahahaha!"

"Kid, have you practiced Martial Dao until you've gone stupid?"

"If you can block my bullets, I'll eat a thousand catties of shit right here!"

It was not that he looked down on Lin Feng; over these years, many Martial Arts Experts had relied on their strength to try and eradicate their Qilin Gang.

In the end, they were all mowed down by gunfire, with not a single one left alive.

Even those true Martial Arts Grandmasters would not dare to say with one hundred percent certainty that they could dodge bullets.

Let alone Lin Feng, a kid just over twenty years old!

"Not kneeling, are you?"

"Seeking death!"

Bang! Dabi Ge pulled the trigger directly; gunpowder smoke rose, and a bullet shot out from the muzzle.

Who would have expected that the bullet was blocked by a strand of invisible Internal Energy; Lin Feng was seen gently catching the bullet and squeezing it.

The bullet head was instantly crushed into powder by a powerful force.

This scene made all the underlings of the Qilin Gang stare with wide eyes.

Dabi Ge was almost scared to death!

"Impossible!!!"

This, this kid can actually block a bullet; is he a human or a ghost?

"I already gave you a chance!"

Boom, Lin Feng struck out with a palm; Dabi Ge, along with his gun, flew dozens of meters away and smashed into the wall.

The remaining underlings, terrified to the point of breaking, hurriedly threw away the weapons in their hands.

"Stop!"

Swish! Lin Feng flashed and directly blocked everyone's path.

"Take me to see your boss; I have something to find him for!"

Gulp! Everyone swallowed their saliva deeply.

Afterward, Lin Feng settled his younger sister down and then ordered the remaining Qilin Gang underlings to lead the way for him.

Soon, several people rode in a Mercedes-Benz to an underground casino.

"Lin, Master Lin, this is the last casino of Tiger Lord!"

"He is right down below!" two underlings said humbly, bowing their bodies.

"Get lost!" Lin Feng shouted, and the two scrambled away from the scene as if fleeing for their lives.

Lin Feng walked into the casino unhurriedly; this was an underground casino located near the most prosperous commercial center in Jiangbei.

Surrounded by high-rise buildings, the fact that they could open a casino in such a place was enough to prove the strength of the Qilin Gang.

Lin Feng went down to the second floor, and two service staff members wearing black suits blocked him.

"Hello, sir, to enter Wanhao Casino, you need to show your VIP card; if you don't have a VIP card, you can spend five million to get one!"

Seeing that Lin Feng was a new face, the service staff explained slowly.

"Make Chen Feihu come out to see me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, swish!

All the gamblers in the hall turned their heads one after another to look at Lin Feng.

What? This kid is calling Tiger Lord by his full name and even telling Tiger Lord to come out to see him.

Is he crazy?