Chapter 109: Threatening Me?

In the dark of night, a figure sped along the road, heading straight for the Jiangbei International Hotel.

Meanwhile, inside the presidential suite, Han Jian was wrapped in a bathrobe, his upper body bare, as he grabbed Su Mingyue by the wrist.

He forcibly pulled her into his arms: "Little beauty, tonight Brother promises to make you feel comfortable!"

"Pah!"

"Get lost!" Su Mingyue spat a mouthful of saliva onto Han Jian's face.

Han Jian suppressed the rage in his heart and tore off Su Mingyue's coat.

A pair of snow-white shoulders were exposed, and Han Jian's expression turned ferocious.

"Help, help me!" Su Mingyue cried out, longing for someone to save her.

"Keep calling, no one can hear you!" Han Jian wore a lewd smile on his face.

"Beast, animal!"

"Let me go, you... if you dare to touch me, Brother Lin Feng won't let you off!" Su Mingyue's eyes had already begun to blur.

The Aphrodisiac she had just ingested was already taking effect, and she only felt a wave of dry heat rising from her internal organs.

At the same time, a figure had already arrived at the entrance of the Jiangbei International Hotel.

Just as he was about to enter the elevator, a manager at the front desk blocked Lin Feng's path: "Stop, who are you, daring to trespass in the Jiangbei International Hotel? Please show your room card!"

"Get lost!" Lin Feng slapped the manager, sending him flying away.

Afterward, he quickly walked into the elevator, and soon the elevator reached the top floor.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Lin Feng saw seven or eight Qilin Gang lackeys lying on the ground, with broken arms and legs, blood constantly flowing from the corners of their mouths.

"Master Lin!"

At the end of the corridor directly ahead, two figures stood with grim expressions.

"Another thing looking for death!"

"A tiny Qilin Gang, daring to go against our Young Master Han!"

"Believe it or not, we can wipe you out in minutes!" one of them said arrogantly.

Swish! Lin Feng took a step forward, and in less than a breath, he had arrived in front of this man.

"Looking for death!"

Boom—with a palm strike, his fierce Internal Energy erupted like a volcano, directly sending the man flying more than ten meters away.

The opponent slammed heavily onto the ground, covered in blood.

"You, who are you?"

The other person's face showed terror; swoosh, Lin Feng backhanded a Silver Needle, which directly pierced through this person's forehead.

Even in death, his eyes remained wide open, filled with disbelief.

Lin Feng walked straight to the door of presidential suite 888 and kicked it.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the room door was kicked to pieces.

When he kicked open the door to room 8808, the scene before him made his anger burn.

In the suite's living room, Su Mingyue lay limp on the bed, her face flushed and her eyes unfocused.

Her professional suit had been torn open halfway, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

Hearing the commotion behind him, Han Jian turned around abruptly and saw a pair of cold eyes staring at him.

"You!"

"Looking!"

"For death!" Lin Feng said word by word, his entire being filled with rage.

"Lin, Brother Lin Feng!" Su Mingyue's face grew even redder; in her daze, she saw a familiar figure.

Han Jian turned around suddenly; his handsome yet evil-looking face showed surprise first, then a disdainful sneer.

"Little bastard, you are Miss Su's fiancé?"

"I didn't expect you to actually dare to come to the door; very well, then just stand by and watch this woman serve me!"

Han Jian had long ago sent people to inquire about Lin Feng, knowing that Lin Feng was a loser from a fallen family.

Going against him, the young master of the Han Family in Jinling, was simply seeking his own death, so he was not afraid at all.

But, just as his words fell, swish, Lin Feng's figure flashed before Han Jian like a ghost.

He threw a punch, slamming it directly into Han Jian's face; Han Jian had not expected Lin to be so bold as to strike him directly.

"Ah!" Han Jian flew out, slammed into the wall, and fell heavily to the floor.

Blood gushed from his nostrils, "You motherfucker dare to hit me? Do you know who I am?"

"I hit you, this piece of human trash!" Lin Feng grabbed Han Jian by the collar and hauled him up from the ground.

Slap, slap, slap—after several slaps, Han Jian's nose bled profusely; he grabbed Lin Feng's arm, trying to resist.

But Lin Feng gripped Han Jian's wrist and applied a little force; crack—Han Jian's wrist was crushed to pieces.

"Ah!!!"

"My hand, you little bastard, I am the eldest young master of the Han Family in Jinling, my father is Han Tianxiong!"

"If you dare to touch me, I will make you and the Su Family all be buried with me!"

Han Jian screamed frantically; he had never expected Lin Feng's strength to be so great.

From entering the door to dealing with him, the whole process took less than ten seconds.

"Young master of the Han Family? Is that very impressive?"

Lin Feng let go of Han Jian, and Han Jian fell heavily to the ground.

He blustered with a fierce expression: "You are just a loser from a fallen family, a dog of the Su Family; Su Mingyue will be my plaything sooner or later!"

These words completely ignited Lin Feng's fury. A flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes.

"To dare touch my, Lin Feng's, woman—you are truly tired of living!"

"Since you like forcing yourself on others so much!"

"Then I will let you taste the feeling of becoming a cripple!"

Lin Feng stomped his foot down heavily into Han Jian's crotch.

"Ah—!" Han Jian let out a howl like a slaughtered pig, clutching his crotch as he rolled on the ground. Fresh blood quickly soaked through his bathrobe.

Lin Feng watched him coldly, his gaze like that of a life-reaping grim reaper.

Dozens of seconds later, Han Jian fainted directly from the pain.

He hurriedly turned and walked toward Su Mingyue; the killing intent in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by deep worry and heartache.

"Mingyue, I'm here, it's alright..." Lin Feng took off his coat and draped it over Su Mingyue.

Just at this moment, Su Mingyue suddenly began to moan, her complexion flushed an intense red.

Her eyes were unfocused, her cheeks flushed with an unnatural heat, and her breathing was rapid.

When Lin Feng touched her, she actually took the initiative to wrap herself around him, her scalding hands climbing onto his neck.

"Brother Lin Feng... so hot..."

Su Mingyue's voice was hoarse and seductive, completely devoid of her usual cold self-restraint.

Lin Feng hurriedly checked her pulse, and only then did he realize in an instant: "That animal, he drugged you?"

"Mingyue, calm down, I'm taking you away from here."

Lin Feng picked up Su Mingyue and dashed out the door; the moment they exited, Su Mingyue suddenly hugged Lin Feng's neck, and a pair of red lips kissed directly onto Lin Feng's.

A delicate fragrance rushed toward him; Lin Feng only felt his breathing grow rapid as Su Mingyue frantically demanded more from him, her entire body constantly clinging to his neck.