Top-class Bodyguard

Qian Li was taken aback.

All the fat on his body seemed to tremble with anger; he had never met someone so shameless!

"Good, good!"

Qian Li laughed in extreme anger, "It looks like you're treating me like a monkey."

Ren Feng was somewhat surprised, "Why would you say that, Mr. Qian? I still regard you as a human."

"You!"

Qian Li's face turned bluish with rage, and he coldly said, "Looks like you're not leaving this place today!"

"Mr. Qian, don't do anything rash. We live in a society governed by law, and we've signed a contract. It's better to follow the law in everything," Ren Feng said seriously.

"In Wansha City, I am the law!"

Qian Li's face had already turned cold, "Tie him up for me!"

The four bodyguards outside rushed in at the sound and headed straight for Ren Feng.

With the situation escalated, Ren Feng had Xia Wenxue step back while he faced them head-on.

These four bodyguards, though aggressive in appearance, were no match for even one move from Ren Feng.

The guard on the left swung a punch, but before he got near, he felt something quickly hit him in the face, and then he only felt dizzy before collapsing to the ground.

Ren Feng, holding the chair in his hand, pushed it towards the right, hitting the bodyguard in the stomach, sending the whole person flying backward.

"Ah!"

The third man shouted as he stepped on the conference table, fiercely aiming a kick at Ren Feng, only to be smacked away like a golf ball by Ren Feng with the chair. He crashed into a cabinet, the potted plant above him fell, and with a thud, the bodyguard passed out.

After quickly dealing with the three, Ren Feng looked at the last standing bodyguard and said, "Hey, are you coming up or not?"

The bodyguard, watching the groaning three on the floor, was startled but had to grit his teeth and charge at Ren Feng due to Qian Li standing behind him.

Seeing Ren Feng lifting the chair again, the bodyguard suddenly raised his hands in front of his head.

But as time passed, the chair didn't come down.

After a while, the bodyguard opened his eyes and saw Ren Feng holding the chair with a half-smile, staring at him.

"Don't worry, I won't hit you."

Ren Feng put down the chair, and the bodyguard sighed with relief, showing a silly smile, "Thanks."

But just after he spoke, Ren Feng kneed him fiercely in the stomach.

He clutched his stomach and fell down in pain.

"You, you..."

The bodyguard pointed at Ren Feng, looking deceived.

"I really didn't hit you, but I didn't say I wouldn't strike you," Ren Feng said as he stepped on the bodyguard, knocking him out cold.

Then, Ren Feng smilingly looked at Qian Li.

Qian Li's earlier momentum was gone, and he felt somewhat flustered: "You, what do you want?"

"Mr. Qian, I told you, let's handle this legally. Why push me?" Ren Feng sighed, "I'm actually very reasonable."

As Ren Feng walked towards him, Qian Li quickly said, "We can talk this out, just don't come over."

His hand behind his back had already pulled out his phone and pressed a button.

Ren Feng grinned, "Mr. Qian, don't worry. I'll show you a little trick."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Feng pulled Qian Li over, pressing him onto the table.

"You even carry a knife with you, conveniently saving me the trouble of finding one." Ren Feng said cheerfully as he took out the knife.

"What, what are you trying to do?"

Qian Li was extremely flustered, his whole face pressed against the table, his back pinned, unable to move.

"Ren Feng." Xia Wenxue gently called from the side, somewhat reluctant.

"Don't worry, Xue'xue, I know what I'm doing." Ren Feng smiled slightly and then said to Qian Li, "Relax, Mr. Qian, I'm just going to perform a little trick for you."

Saying this, he pressed Qian Li's hand, full of fat, onto the table.

"Mr. Qian, don't panic. Keep your hand still. If you move and get stabbed, it won't be good." Ren Feng said with a smile.

Qian Li, looking at the gleaming dagger, was already in a panic and quickly said, "You'd better let me go, or you won't get out of Wansha City."

"Mr. Qian, and you're still threatening me at this point?"

Ren Feng suspended the dagger above Qian Li's hand and calmly said, "Spread your fingers."

Qian Li didn't spread them. He wanted to move but was firmly pinned down by Ren Feng.

"Mr. Qian, since you won't spread them, don't blame me."

As soon as the words fell, Ren Feng fiercely stabbed the dagger towards Qian Li's fingers!

"Dang!"

At the critical moment, Qian Li spread all five fingers. He closed his eyes, sweating profusely, while the dagger plunged between his fingers.

"See, Mr. Qian, nothing happens if you spread them." Ren Feng said with a smile, "And now, I'll start the performance."

"No, no, I accept the contract, just stop, alright?" Qian Li's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"No, you don't have the right to refuse." Ren Feng said with a smile, lifting the dagger towards Qian Li's fingers.

"Let's start."

As Ren Feng spoke, the dagger started to stab down between Qian Li's fingers.

Then, it lifted again and stabbed down once more.

Each time, Ren Feng's dagger darted between Qian Li's fingers. Initially, it moved slowly, but gradually picked up speed!

"Dang dang dang!"

The sound of the dagger striking the table repeatedly echoed, and Qian Li was stunned watching the dagger darting between his fingers like an illusion.

The dagger's glint seemed to hover beside his fingers each time, but never pierced them.

Gulp!

Qian Li swallowed hard.

"So, Mr. Qian, are you satisfied with my trick?" Ren Feng asked with a grin.

"Satisfied, satisfied." Qian Li was already sweating bullets, hurriedly saying and not daring to defy Ren Feng.

"Can you stop now?" Qian Li asked cautiously.

"I'm not done yet, and I haven't used my best skill either. Watch, I can achieve 100% accuracy with my eyes closed."

With that, Ren Feng actually closed his eyes.

Qian Li was stunned; this time it wasn't cold sweat, it felt like his heart was going to jump out.

The dagger in Ren Feng's hand moved swiftly, wildly stabbing between Qian Li's five fingers. Just a slight deviation would pierce Qian Li's hand.

Qian Li dared not move his hand; he could only see blurs of motion.

God, please don't let anything happen, please don't let anything happen.

Qian Li stared tightly at the dagger.

But just then, more bodyguards Qian Li had called in appeared, and one leading guard burst into the conference room, shouted, "Stop!"

Ren Feng opened his eyes and turned his head, and the dagger in his hand just slightly deviated, making a "puff" sound as if piercing some flesh.

"Ah!"

Qian Li's wail resounded as he looked at the dagger lodged in the back of his hand, the pain reaching his whole body.

"I'm sorry, apologies, I lost my grip." Ren Feng said rather apologetically, "But you can't blame me, right? Your bodyguards gave me a fright."

Damn it!

Qian Li's face was covered in tears.