Tang Ru's jacket was torn open, revealing her intimate clothing underneath.
Mo Kaiyuan's eyes immediately flashed with greed, and his face turned red. "Tsk tsk, little girl, I didn't expect you to have such a good figure, haha..."
Tang Ru was filled with terror and struggled, trying to move backward, but her shoulders were grabbed by two security guards.
"How is it? Are you very angry? Do you want to hit me?" Mo Kaiyuan looked back at Ling Feng, his face full of mockery.
"I'll give you one last chance. Let Tang Ru go, or everyone here will die!"
Ling Feng said word by word, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Haha... I love your arrogance even when you're facing death!"
Mo Kaiyuan and his men burst into laughter, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.
After laughing for a while, their stomachs aching, Mo Kaiyuan waved his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down.
He looked directly at Ling Feng, a sinister glint in his eyes. "Someone, break his legs first. I don't want to see him standing while talking to me!"
"Yes!"
Immediately, two burly men in black walked out from the crowd, each holding a baseball bat. With cruel smiles on their faces, they swung the bats towards Ling Feng's knees.
But at that moment, there was a sudden explosion from outside the door.
Bang bang!
Stone fragments flew, and dust billowed!
Mo Kaiyuan and Wang Xingzhao were startled and turned their heads sharply towards the window. They saw agile figures breaking through the window.
These people were armed with various firearms, wearing camouflage uniforms, bulletproof helmets, and goggles, almost fully equipped.
On the chests of their uniforms, two conspicuous characters were displayed!
"Dragon Soul!"
"This... this is... Dragon Soul Warriors!"
"How is this possible? How could Dragon Soul Warriors be here?"
Someone in the surroundings suddenly came to their senses and shouted in horror.
But before his words could finish, there was a "bang," and a gunshot rang out!
The two burly men who were about to attack Ling Feng fell to the ground, with two bloody holes in their heads and expressions of terror in their eyes.
The crowd was instantly filled with panic, their eyes wide open and their bodies cold.
In a blink of an eye, dozens of fully armed men rushed in, surrounding Ling Feng, their guns pointed at everyone present.
Facing the dark gun muzzles, Mo Kaiyuan's men felt an indescribable fear, as if they were being targeted by death itself.
Mo Kaiyuan and Wang Xingzhao stared at the scene, dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time.
"Who... who are you?"
Mo Kaiyuan asked, trembling, a bad premonition surging in his heart.
However, the answer he received was a thunderous roar.
The main door of the ballroom was kicked open, and a tall, imposing man with sword-like eyebrows and piercing eyes, wearing a seven-star general's uniform, strode in.
Behind him followed dozens of equally heavily armed warriors.
"Seven... Seven-star General!!"
Mo Kaiyuan exclaimed, his teeth chattering, and he couldn't help but swallow.
The timid Wang Xingzhao felt his world spin, as if his soul was about to be scared out of him.
The seven-star general strode up to Ling Feng and performed a grand salute.
"Heavenly Venerate!"
Then, over a hundred warriors shouted in unison.
"Heavenly Venerate!"
The voices were incredibly loud, like heavy hammers striking the hearts of Mo Kaiyuan and the others, almost shattering their hearts.
"You... who exactly are you?"
Mo Kaiyuan looked at Ling Feng in horror, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.
Especially seeing the words "Dragon Soul" on the chests of the more than a hundred special forces soldiers present made his entire body go weak, as if all his strength had been drained.
Ordinary people might not know what these two words represented, but he knew their weight.
The Great Hua people had always called themselves descendants of the dragon, and the status of this team, bearing the name Dragon Soul, could be imagined.
This was an invincible combat team composed of elites among elites, each capable of fighting a hundred ordinary men, a legend in their previous formations.
Their primary duty was to eliminate all sorts of heinous criminals, such as S-class wanted fugitives like Elder Snake.
Dragon Soul Team, No Blood, No Return!
He never imagined that his actions would attract the Dragon Soul Team!
Anyone with common sense knew that the Dragon Soul Team was currently under the command of one person, the King of Zhenbei, the Heavenly Venerate of Zhenbei! Ling Tianci!
Only the King of Zhenbei could command the Dragon Soul Team!
Mo Kaiyuan's brain had crashed!
What did the appearance of these people signify?
Had the King of Zhenbei arrived?
But how could the King of Zhenbei appear in such a small place?
Where was he?
The more Mo Kaiyuan thought about it, the more terrified he became. He scanned the surroundings, and his gaze finally fell on Ling Feng.
"You... this is impossible!"
Mo Kaiyuan suddenly thought of a fact that he could never believe, and immediately shouted frantically.
However, at that moment, Ling Feng suddenly took a step forward.
"Pfft!"
The two blades on Ling Feng's left leg suddenly shot out of his body with a whoosh, turning into a cold light that streaked out and deeply embedded themselves into the wall several meters away.
"This..."
Mo Kaiyuan gasped, and his body involuntarily retreated half a step.
At the same time, he noticed a trace of bloody flame appearing on Ling Feng's wound, and the wound was rapidly healing.
"Stomp!"
Ling Feng took another step forward, and the blades on his right foot shot out.
Then his left rib, right rib, left shoulder blade, right shoulder blade...
With every step he took, Mo Kaiyuan and Wang Xingzhao's hearts tightened, and their breathing became heavier.
After six steps, Ling Feng was less than two steps away from Mo Kaiyuan.
All the blades on his body had flown out, and the chilling wounds on his body had all healed, as if nothing had happened.
But the bloodstains on Ling Feng's body, the six blood-stained blades on the wall, and the Dragon Soul warriors kneeling on the ground all proved that everything that had happened was real!
"King... King of Zhenbei..."
Mo Kaiyuan uttered the three words in disbelief. The short three words seemed to have drained all his strength, and he sat down on the ground, his eyes filled with despair.
"You don't have a chance to perform anymore!"
Ling Feng's voice was filled with extreme disdain; the ants beneath his feet didn't even warrant a glance.
Upon hearing this, Mo Kaiyuan's entire being seemed to lose its soul, and he kept muttering, "This is impossible, impossible..."
Wang Xingzhao, standing beside him, cowered backward in fear, but was kicked back by a Dragon Soul warrior.
"Spare... spare my life, spare my life..."
Wang Xingzhao scrambled to his feet and kowtowed repeatedly to Ling Feng.
He was truly terrified now!
This was the King of Zhenbei, Ling Tianci!
An invincible powerhouse who, with his own might, had swept through the armies of thirteen northern kingdoms, a living legend!
How could people like them possibly provoke such an existence?
Not only had they provoked him, but they had also forced the King of Zhenbei to self-harm. How audacious was that!