Fang Sihai and his gang of hooligans had never seen such a massive display of force. His subordinates were terrified.
Dropping their shotguns, they crouched on the ground with their hands clasped behind their heads.
Fang Sihai was also stunned.
Was this a special forces unit?
"Grandpa, we were wrong, don't kill us, it has nothing to do with us!"
"Mom, I want to go home!"
"I was wrong, it was all Fang Sihai's orders. Grandpa, please, don't scare us anymore, we're scared!"
Fang Sihai's men were on the verge of tears, crouching on the ground and trembling.
The villagers were also terrified, keeping a safe distance.
Xiao Lili was so scared her face turned ashen. She squatted on the ground with Fang Sihai, her pants soaked.
"Boss Lin, it's a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding!"
"It was Xiao Lili who instigated me. I had no idea you were so powerful."
"If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to cross you!"
"I'm a scumbag, an oblivious scumbag, I was wrong, truly wrong!"
Fang Sihai had lost all his previous arrogance. He started slapping himself in the face.
He wasn't foolish enough to go head-to-head with a professional unit.
"Mubiao, take care of these people. Take them far away, so as not to frighten the villagers."
Lin Feng ignored Fang Sihai's pleas and issued an order.
Upon hearing this, Fang Sihai's world collapsed.
Before he could even kneel and beg, Mubiao and his team sprung into action.
They each pulled a grappling hook from their waists. Before Fang Sihai and his men could react, the grappling hooks, as if guided by their own eyes, shot out and snagged them by their shoulder blades!
"Ahhhh!"
Screams of agony erupted.
Fang Sihai and his gang were impaled by the grappling hooks, in unbearable pain.
Mubiao, expressionless, waved his hand, and the ropes attached to the grappling hooks were thrown into the air, securely fastened to the bottom frame of the helicopter.
The others did the same, expertly securing their grappling hooks to the helicopter.
Then, the helicopter began to ascend, lifting Fang Sihai and his group high into the sky.
"It hurts! Ancestors! Grandpas! We were wrong, we were truly wrong!"
"Please, spare our miserable lives!"
Fang Sihai and the others wailed, completely petrified.
They had never witnessed such cruel methods. Experiencing it firsthand, they now understood what it meant to face truly ruthless individuals.
The villagers were also terrified, never expecting Lin Feng's group to be so brutal.
Fang Sihai and Lin Feng's group were not even in the same league.
Lin Feng's group were the true 'demons'!
Even Tang Wan, Lu Jingzhe, and Shen Xinyue felt their scalps tingle at the gruesome scene.
After a long while, the helicopter gradually disappeared from sight, dragging Fang Sihai and the others away.
Xiao Lili collapsed onto the ground, so terrified that she lost control of her bowels and bladder.
Looking at Lin Feng, who seemed like a demon, her eyes were filled with unprecedented fear.
She regretted her actions to the extreme.
Practically crawling, Xiao Lili dragged herself to Lin Feng's feet.
"Boss Lin, I, I was wrong, it was all my fault. Please, don't do to me what you did to them."
"I still have a daughter. For Yueyue's sake, please let me go, okay?"
Xiao Lili pleaded with Lin Feng, a broken woman, no longer the smug villainess she once was, but a desperate stray dog.
"You remember you have a daughter now?"
"When you set fire to the village, did you think of your daughter then?"
"You like to act out, don't you? I'll send you to a nice place, ever heard of North Africa?"
"They're short on women there, and you'll be quite the catch."
Lin Feng sneered.
Xiao Lili's face contorted in terror, her eyes nearly popping out of her head.
Being sent to North Africa, wouldn't she be ravaged by the men there?
"Boss Lin, don't do this to me. I was truly wrong. I'll live properly with Wu Xiaohui from now on. I don't want to go to North Africa, I beg you to spare me!"
Xiao Lili was so scared she was practically licking Lin Feng's feet, completely losing her composure.
"It's too late! Mubiao, send her to North Africa!"
Lin Feng turned his back, unable to bear looking at Xiao Lili's repulsive face.
Mubiao took out his walkie-talkie and called the helicopter back.
Then, Xiao Lili was knocked unconscious, stuffed into a sack, and sent to North Africa by helicopter.
Wu Xiaohui watched Xiao Lili being taken away without any sign of concern. He even felt that this outcome was lenient for Xiao Lili!
"Alright, it's time for us to head back!"
"Wu Xiaohui, we'll leave the village's medicinal herbs in your care. Work hard, and find yourself a better woman than Xiao Lili."
Having concluded everything, Lin Feng prepared for their departure.
The villagers watched Lin Feng and his group leave, their gazes towards Lin Feng akin to reverence for a divine being.
Lin Feng's arrival had brought them immense shock and joy.
These experiences would be stories they could boast about for a lifetime.
On the journey back, Mubiao and Lin Feng shared a helicopter.
Mubiao remained silent, like a cold robot.
Tang Wan and the other women kept stealing glances at Mubiao, immensely curious about his identity and background.
"Mubiao, during my absence, were there any unexpected incidents at home?"
Lin Feng inquired, worried that someone might target Liu Mengyao.
Mubiao shook his head, "No unusual occurrences. However, the Iron Cavalry had been monitoring us, but we managed to lose them."
"Well done, Iron Cavalry. They're getting too bold. I've taken note of them."
Lin Feng smiled.
Mubiao then remembered something and suddenly said, "Right, boss. There's also a woman named Ling Feiyan, who's been inquiring about you."
"Inquiring about me? What do you mean?"
Lin Feng didn't quite understand.
"It's about your other identity!"
Mubiao gave a meaningful glance, unable to mention Lin Feng's title as the God of Death in front of Tang Wan and the others.
Lin Feng understood and chuckled, "What does she want with my other identity?"
"It seems she's a fan, wanting to meet you, and even wrote you a letter."
Mubiao pulled an envelope from his inner pocket.
Lin Feng opened the envelope and read: "Your Excellency, God of Death, I am Ling Feiyan. You have always been my idol, and my greatest wish is to meet you once in my lifetime."
"My current situation is dire. A person named Lin Feng constantly bullies me. He's the King of Mercenaries, and he trampled on my dignity, yet I can only endure it. For the greater good, I even have to appease him!"
"I can no longer stand this life. I want to learn some skills from you, so I can defeat him and let him taste the humiliation of being wronged!"
"If you receive this letter, please grant me the opportunity to become your disciple. I truly admire you immensely."
Reading Ling Feiyan's letter, Lin Feng was momentarily speechless.
Ling Feiyan hated him so much and wanted to become a disciple of the God of Death.
This woman was truly amusing.
If she only knew who the God of Death was, would she collapse?
Curious, Lin Feng found paper and a pen and, suppressing his laughter, wrote a reply to Ling Feiyan.
Tang Wan and the other women, seeing Lin Feng acting so mysteriously, couldn't help but want to see what he was writing.
However, Mubiao's stern gaze sent them scurrying back.
"When my boss is writing, it's not convenient for outsiders to observe. Please understand, ladies."
Mubiao's cold reminder was firm.
"But we're not outsiders, are we? Don't you know my relationship with little brother Lin Feng?"
Tang Wan smiled, finding Mubiao a bit too serious.
"I know, but without the boss's permission, no one is allowed to disturb him."
Mubiao's response was rather blunt.