"Courting death!"
Da Qiao's face twisted in a sinister manner, and the dagger she thrust suddenly accelerated.
"Futile resistance."
Lin Fan shook his head, calmly watching the trajectory of the dagger as it approached, then swiftly reached out, a black shadow flashing in mid-air.
Just as the dagger was about to pierce Lin Fan's heart, he grabbed Da Qiao's wrist!
"How can he be this fast?" A flicker of shock appeared in Da Qiao's eyes.
However, when Da Qiao tried to break free from Lin Fan's grasp, she found that the hand holding her wrist seemed more like an iron vice than a hand.
The more she struggled, the stronger the grip on her wrist became.
Soon, Da Qiao's face showed signs of pain!
"Bastard! Let go of my sister!" Qiao shouted angrily, immediately charging from behind Lin Fan.
The dagger gleamed with a cold, icy light, getting closer and closer to Lin Fan's back. A hint of triumph appeared in Qiao's eyes.
Qiao was very confident in this strike, and since it was a sneak attack from behind, he didn't believe Lin Fan could defend against his attack, unless he gave up dealing with his sister.
However, if Lin Fan did so, Da Qiao could launch another attack from the front!
It's undeniable that, if facing ordinary people, under this double assault, even if they didn't die, they would be severely injured!
But, Lin Fan felt he was quite extraordinary!
Soon, the dagger was just a finger's length away from Lin Fan's back, the piercing wind stirring his clothes.
Just when Qiao tried to pierce Lin Fan's back, suddenly, she felt as if her arm had been immobilized, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't advance an inch!
At the critical moment, Lin Fan stepped sideways, and his other hand moved like an iron vice, immediately grabbing Qiao's wrist.
Dual Qiao was stunned, the disdain in their eyes completely replaced by shock!
"Ladies, I warned you earlier, surrender quietly and you can avoid physical pain, but you didn't listen! Ah, see what happens now!"
"Honestly... my biggest flaw is that I like beautiful women, I never fight with them. Hurting a beauty incurs divine retribution!" Lin Fan sighed, looking helpless.
Qiao cursed in her heart, saying he doesn't fight women yet made a move? How about letting go and see if I can stab you a few times?
Qiao turned her displeasure into a chilling glare, angrily demanding, "Let go!"
"No way! If I let go, you'll start fighting again. I actually hate fights—it's tiring and damages harmony. Why don't we sit down and talk about life?" Lin Fan replied slyly.
"Courting death!"
Dual Qiao shouted in unison, exchanging a glance as if they guessed each other's thoughts. The daggers in their hands instantly reversed, cold gleams flashing as they aimed at Lin Fan's major arteries.
"See, you're fighting again. Such pretty ladies, when you fight, it's like ruining the beautifully crafted faces and perfect figures given by heaven. I think it's better if you two stay quiet." Lin Fan said helplessly.
Lin Fan bent his forefinger and flicked sharply. His finger was like a hammer, striking the daggers with a crisp "bang," sending them flying with just a flick of his finger!
"How is this possible? This is only a move a master in Qi Cultivation can perform—One-Finger Zen!" Dual Qiao's expressions turned to shock.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan forcefully twisted the arm holding Dual Qiao's wrists. They spun like lonely boats caught in a wave, involuntarily circling around Lin Fan.
With a flick of Lin Fan's arm, Dual Qiao fell onto the sofa.
Lin Fan's half-smiling lips were like a dagger at their throats—the whole process felt like a visit to the Ghost Gate for them, mere puppets in Lin Fan's hands, utterly powerless to resist.
"Go!"
This word flashed in Dual Qiao's minds as they rose to flee the room!
But just as they lifted their feet...
Swish~
A piercing wind suddenly rang out!
Lin Fan caught a dagger between two fingers, casually flicking it. The blade glided with a cold gleam, piercing the floor before Dual Qiao, vibrating continuously.
It was like the judge in court, ready to pronounce their sentence!
Lin Fan lit a cigarette, nonchalantly puffing out smoke: "If you take another step, I wouldn't mind letting you chat with King Yama about life."
Dual Qiao's bodies trembled, feet frozen in midair for three seconds before withdrawing slowly.
Lin Fan smiled satisfactorily: "Good, now turn around and look at me."
Dual Qiao clenched their fists in frustration, but with their lives in Lin Fan's hands, they had no choice but to comply!
"What exactly do you want?" Da Qiao asked firmly.
"I say, Da Qiao, how can you steal my line? You tried to assassinate me first, so shouldn't I be asking you this?" Lin Fan shrugged, with an innocent look on his face.
Dual Qiao wisely stayed silent, knowing that with someone like Lin Fan, who didn't play by the rules, they wouldn't win verbally.
Lin Fan squinted, glancing over Dual Qiao's alluring figures, acknowledging their top-tier beauty, and being twins only amplified their allure hundreds of times!
Playing with the dagger, Lin Fan approached Dual Qiao, smiling: "Tell me, why did you try to assassinate me?"
"Why should I tell you!" Qiao replied coldly.
"Oh! Quite spunky, huh?"
Lin Fan lifted Qiao's chin with the dagger like a lecherous uncle taunting a virtuous girl, puffing smoke as he spoke: "Guess what, if I wrote 'King' on your left cheek and 'Eight' on your right, wouldn't it be pretty?"
"How dare you!"
Dual Qiao's faces changed, speaking in unison!
"Seems like... you both want 'King Eight' faces?" Lin Fan stared at Dual Qiao, a quick flicker of cold light in his eyes.
The expressions on Dual Qiao's faces immediately froze, and upon seeing the cold light, they felt their hearts skip a beat, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads!
"Don't hurt my sister, if you have guts, do it to me!" Da Qiao gritted her teeth, clenching her fists in anger.
"Are we entering the melodrama scene? Alright, I'll fulfill that!"
Lin Fan curled his lips, waving the dagger in front of Da Qiao's pretty face, making her tightly close her eyes in horror, not daring to witness her own disfigurement.
However, Lin Fan didn't mar Da Qiao's pretty face. Beautiful women are rare, and ruining one is an act against divine will.
Then, Lin Fan lowered his arm, slicing the dagger lightly through Da Qiao's dress strap by her left rib, instantly cutting it apart!
Without the restraint of the strap, Da Qiao's skirt slid down her shapely body.
Soon, her sexy collarbones and swan-like white neck were exposed to the air, with only a small undergarment left to conceal the last trace of modesty!