Top-class Bodyguard

There are many ways to torture a person, and Ren Feng is very skilled in this art.

The silver needle in his hand had already pierced several key acupoints on Chong Jiu's body, and in an instant, Chong Jiu felt as if ants were gnawing all over him!

Ren Feng's face was cold; since this person wanted his life, he absolutely wouldn't show mercy!

If someone wants to kill you, would you still willingly go to them?

Another needle, and Chong Jiu's face looked as if he were drowning; his eyes bulged wide open, and his agonized screams came to an abrupt halt, seemingly about to die at any moment.

Ren Feng's expression was indifferent. About five seconds later, he pulled out the silver needle, and Chong Jiu collapsed completely, soaked in sweat, breathing heavily.

"Do you want to keep experiencing this?" Ren Feng's silver needle swayed in his hand, "This is just one method, if you wish to continue, I have 108 torture packages for you to choose from, guaranteed to make life worse than death for you."

Chong Jiu panted; the confident, wicked smile he had before was long gone. He realized that this expressionless guy in front of him was a demon!

Compared to him, his own cruel ways were just child's play.

"Will you let me go?" Chong Jiu gasped.

"No," Ren Feng said flatly, "but I'll let you die a little more comfortably."

Chong Jiu seemed to have a look of despair on his face, "I can tell you, but I have one last question."

Ren Feng looked down at Chong Jiu, "Speak."

"What's your ranking?"

Chong Jiu panted, staring intently at Ren Feng, "I'm number eleven on the Heavenly Ranking; your skills can easily crush me, so what rank are you?"

"You answer my question first, only then might you know," Ren Feng said calmly.

Chong Jiu seemed to have almost recovered, "Jin Hai sent me, you offended his people."

"Who is Jin Hai?"

"One of the two bosses of Wansha City, controls almost all of Wansha City's gangs," Chong Jiu answered quickly.

Ren Feng squinted his eyes, "Is the other person Qian Li?"

"Yes."

"How is the relationship between the two of them?"

"They have always been in a cooperative relationship, Qian Li mainly thrives in the white path, on the government side."

After listening, Ren Feng's eyes were pensive, not sure what he was thinking.

"I finished," Chong Jiu gasped, looking at the seemingly pondering Ren Feng, but his feet moved slightly.

"Now, can you tell me your ranking?"

Ren Feng smiled slightly, the smile on his face extremely cruel, "Unfortunately, I love seeing my enemies die with unresolved wishes, not to mention you have hidden weapons under your feet planning to scheme against me."

Chong Jiu's heart was shocked, just as he wanted to kick out, he suddenly felt a pain in his leg.

This kick directly crushed Chong Jiu's bones, and the second kick took Chong Jiu's life.

Chong Jiu's eyes were full of unwillingness, and the next second, his neck was directly snapped by Ren Feng.

"I only said there's a chance I might tell you, I never said I would really tell you."

Watching Chong Jiu die, Ren Feng's eyes were filled with indifference.

After handling Chong Jiu, Ren Feng returned to the room.

"Ren Feng, are you okay?"

Xia Wenxue saw Ren Feng return, finally easing her worried heart.

"Xue'xue, you really care about me, but rest assured, I'm fine," Ren Feng smiled slightly.

After a light reassurance, Xia Wenxue's heart finally settled down.

"Alright, let's sleep, it's late."

Xia Wenxue responded with a hum, then got into bed, and Ren Feng followed suit.

"You, what are you doing on the bed?" Xia Wenxue asked in a low voice.

"Sleeping."

Five minutes later, Xia Wenxue felt that hand again reaching over, then embracing her.

"Why are you holding me?"

"There are already assassins coming over, the situation is too dangerous, so I have to protect you intimately."

Xia Wenxue said nothing, and a few seconds later, Ren Feng cried out.

"Xue'xue, why did you kick me again?"

...

The next day.

Ren Feng and Xia Wenxue took a cab straight to Qianli Group.

Sitting in the back, Ren Feng looked sullen; last night, Xia Wenxue stubbornly didn't let him climb into bed, ultimately unable to escape the fate of sleeping on the sofa.

Xia Wenxue glanced at Ren Feng with her beautiful eyes, seeing him looking glum, yet the corners of her mouth turned upwards slightly.

For some reason, seeing Ren Feng frustrated, she always felt very happy.

It seemed to have become a unique pleasure for her.

Upon arriving at Qianli Group and entering the lobby, Xia Wenxue said to the receptionist, "Hello, I came here yesterday, is Mr. Qian in?"

"Yes, Mr. Qian already knows, instructed that if you come, you can proceed directly to room 904 on the ninth floor and wait a moment in the meeting room."

Ren Feng followed Xia Wenxue and began waiting in the meeting room.

Xia Wenxue was well-prepared, directly taking out a document from her bag, which Ren Feng glanced at, seemingly a contract.

"Hahaha, I never expected my Qianli Group to have a beauty like Mr. Xia Wenxue visiting, truly a rarity."

Before the person even arrived, a boisterous laugh echoed over.

Soon after, a middle-aged man walked in, clutching a strand of Buddhist Beads, with a big belly, wearing a Zhongshan suit with a buzz cut. He wore a smile and was followed by four bodyguards.

With a wave of his hand, the four bodyguards paused outside the meeting room, and Qian Li walked in directly.

"Mr. Qian."

Xia Wenxue also stood up.

"I didn't expect that this business would even alarm Mr. Xia Wenxue; it's truly my fault," Qian Li said with a smile, his eyes seemed to measure Xia Wenxue with a wicked glint flashing from deep within.

This Xia Wenxue really lives up to her reputation, she's genuinely beautiful, if only I could get her into bed...

Ren Feng squinted his eyes, noticing Qian Li extending a hand, he suddenly stepped forward.

"Mr. Qian, our Mr. Xia has long admired you too. Mr. Qian, looking elegant and suave, indeed like a Maitreya Buddha in this world, admiration, admiration."

Maitreya Buddha is so fat, this description of you as a fat man is quite apt.

Ren Feng smiled broadly, but Qian Li didn't catch on.

Xia Wenxue's extended hand paused in mid-air because Ren Feng's hand had come from the side and shook Qian Li's hand.

Qian Li's eyes consolidated as he looked at Xia Wenxue, "Mr. Xia, he is..."

"Oh, Mr. Qian, I am Mr. Xia's personal secretary," Ren Feng said with a broad smile, "Generally, shaking hands is something I handle."

"Is that so?" Qian Li's eyes showed some doubt.

"Mr. Qian, I really apologize for this; our Mr. Xia is a germaphobe, but she also can't be disrespectful to others, so I'm the one to handle it."

Ren Feng maintained his broad smile, "Mr. Qian wouldn't think this behavior disrespectful to you, would he?"

The fat on Qian Li's face jiggled, seeming to smile though not really: "It seems Mr. Xia indeed has quite the quirks?"

Xia Wenxue became a bit anxious, unconsciously stepping on Ren Feng's foot, really, causing trouble again.

"Mr. Qian, I came here this time..."

"Mr. Xia, don't rush, whatever it is, we can talk it out slowly." Qian Li sat opposite, smiling, his lecherous eyes sizing up Xia Wenxue, "Today, I have plenty of time, we can take it slow."