The man was about to remove the cloth over Xiaofeng’s face but seemed to think of something; he put down the cloth without seeing her face, released Xiaofeng’s chin, and moved his large hand towards Xiaofeng’s waist.
Xiaofeng was bound to the pillar, unable to move her entire body.
She watched his hand rest on her waist and could feel it squeezing. The look in his eyes also turned much colder.
Her gaze remained on his hand for a while before she scoffed inwardly, "Big brother, since I’m already facing death, I should at least know who wants my life. Are you guys from Wolfman’s crew? Is it Wolfman who wants me dead?"
Xiaofeng could only think of that reason.
The last time she visited Chengbei City, she led the police to dismantle one of Wolfman’s hideouts; it was understandable that Wolfman regarded her as a thorn in his side.
"We’re just following orders. Who wants you dead isn’t my concern. My job is to make you leave this world. Rest assured, I’ll be gentle. I will definitely let you experience the bliss of being a woman before you depart from this world," the man said, moving his hand from Xiaofeng’s waist upwards.
A chill flashed in Xiaofeng’s eyes. Her body shuddered, and the ropes binding her unwound. She lifted her leg and kicked hard at him.
Surprise filled the man’s eyes. He couldn’t understand how Xiaofeng had freed herself from the ropes. Before he could react, her foot was already pressed against his face, rendering him immobile.
"The person wanting me dead might not even have been born yet. Tell me, where is my big brother?" If it weren’t for catching a glimpse of her brother’s shadow, she would have never followed this man to this godforsaken place.
"He... of course, he’s in a safe place," the man realized that the woman before him was no ordinary person as her foot pressed down on him with force, immobilizing him completely.
"Was it this hand that touched me just now? If you don’t tell me where my brother is, I’ll cripple this hand of yours right now. If you doubt me, just try me," Xiaofeng warned, glaring at the man lying on the ground, her eyes emitting a cold glint.
"Damn, if I don’t show my power, you really think I’m just a sick cat," Xiaofeng muttered to herself.
As she spoke, her other foot was already poised to stomp down on his hand.
The man seemed to recognize the danger, his voice tinged with fear, "Madam, let me up first, I’ll take you to him."
Xiaofeng paid him no heed.
As her foot descended, the man screamed in agony, like a pig howling.
"Tell me, where is my big brother?" Xiaofeng asked again, her voice cold.
"Aiyo, my dear madam, please be gentle," complained the man, his face turning pale from pain. Her strength was unmatched.
It wasn’t mentioned earlier that Su Xiaofeng was skilled in combat. If he had known, he would never have harbored such ill intentions and simply made her disappear immediately.
"Are you going to tell me, or do you not want this hand anymore?" Xiaofeng asked coldly, staring at him.
In dealing with these types, one mustn’t get emotional. The more ruthless you are, the more they fear you.
Otherwise, if they sense that you are easy to talk to, they will immediately counterattack.
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk," the man truly felt that if he dared say he didn’t know, she would crush him completely.
Now he regretted sending the others away.
If he died here, those outside would have no idea.
"Where is he?" Xiaofeng did not let him go.
"Nearby, don’t worry, he’s safe. We haven’t harmed him."
"Have your people bring him here."
The man’s lips twitched, but given his now passive position, he cleared his throat and called out, "Bring that big guy in."
His brothers were outside guessing whether he was having a good time, and hearing his loud shout, they all shared a laugh, "The boss must have had enough fun; listen to that voice, full of vigor."
"Haha, with such a pretty girl, he’d probably die happy now," they joked.
"To die under a peony tree is to die a romantic’s death," they chuckled.
"Haha," they laughed.
Hearing their banter, Su Peng’s eyes reddened with rage.
But his mouth was gagged, and he couldn’t move; he too was tied to a pillar, completely immobile.
He intermittently grunted, but the others didn’t even glance his way.
A man came over, untied Su Peng’s ropes, and taunted, "Big Bro probably called you over to collect your sister’s corpse. Let’s go."
"You gotta say, Big Bro is kind-hearted, even letting him see his sister for the last time.
As Su Peng listened, he lifted his feet to kick the man, but the man was prepared, grabbed a club, and struck at his feet.
"This is our turf, you better stay in line, or we’ll take care of you too." They were not the benevolent kind; as long as someone was willing to pay, there was nothing they couldn’t do.
"Big Bro, we’ve brought the tall guy here, should we let him in?" Outside, a brother called out.
"You guys stay outside, let him in." The man was lying on the ground, sounding breathless.
The brothers exchanged a smile upon hearing this voice.
On hearing it, Su Peng’s expression changed, and he couldn’t wait for them to escort him in. With a kick, he flung the door open, and bang, the door swung open to reveal Xiaofeng standing with one foot on a man’s face, the other on his hand, pinning down his other hand as well.
The scene was somewhat familiar, much like the police arresting a villain, and it was very cinematographic.
The brothers outside were stunned by the view inside, their expectations quite unlike reality.
What happened to the big mixed-gender battle they were promised? There was none.
It seemed the Big Bro hadn’t succeeded at all.
"Big Bro, you all right?" Suddenly, more than a dozen brothers rushed in, forming a circle around Xiaofeng.
"Can’t you see? How am I okay? Pull this damn woman away." Damn it, he had been afraid of her alone, now with so many of his men, surely they couldn’t still be afraid of her.
Before they could approach, Xiaofeng exerted force and with a loud cry from the man, everyone felt a chill crawl up their spine.
The crowd gasped, hearing what sounded like bones breaking: "Big Bro, what happened to you?"
Xiaofeng had already let go. The man covered his hand, screaming nonstop: "My hand, my hand..."
Damn it, she had used too much force. His fingers’ bones were definitely fractured.
He stood up, clutched his hand, and glared at Xiaofeng viciously: "What did you do to me?"
If his hand was useless, there was no way these two would leave here today.
"Your hand was in a place it shouldn’t have been, naturally, it needed a lesson," Xiaofeng calmly replied.
"Damn it, it seems you are tired of living." A young man burst out: "You dare to strike our boss, brothers, show her our weapons, let her see what we’re made of."
Xiaofeng ignored him, untied the ropes on Su Peng, and removed the cloth from his mouth: "Big Brother."
"Feng, are you okay, did they do anything to you?" Su Peng asked nervously, looking at Xiaofeng.
"Big Brother, I’m fine," Xiaofeng nodded gently.
"Feng, it was Liu Chunming, he took the money, messed with our goods," Su Peng hurried to tell Xiaofeng: "He’s gone, and I don’t know where he went."
Not only had he run, but he had also taken the factory’s truck.
"Someone wanting to mess with me will always find a way. Surely some would take the bait."
"You guys definitely won’t be leaving today." The man, supporting his palm, stood opposite Xiaofeng, his face sinister: "If you go, I won’t be able to explain it. Letting you siblings be together, at least you’d have company."
"Is that so? It seems like you don’t want your other hand either, do you?"
"No matter how capable you are, look how many people I have. Besides, you’re just a woman, no matter how tough, can you really be tougher than us men? Let’s put it this way, if I can’t handle you today, even if I keep my hands, my future days won’t be easy. So, you understand, there’s no way you’re leaving here today."
"Indeed, it’s remote here, even if something happens to me, no one would find out. I must say, you guys have put some thought into dealing with me," Xiaofeng nodded, her face calm and composed.
"Cut the crap." A man holding a long stick pointed at Xiaofeng: "Be honest or you’ll suffer."
Xiaofeng reached out and snatched the long stick from the man’s hand, sending him flying together with the stick.
"Damn it, too arrogant." The others, unsettled by Xiaofeng’s move, brandished their weapons and surrounded Xiaofeng and Su Peng: "Beauty, one fist can’t fight four hands, we advise you to be honest, or else, hmm..."
Being skilled doesn’t mean you can disrespect others, especially not here.
"Why talk so much with her, just attack." The man with the injured hand, eager to enforce justice on Xiaofeng on the spot.
She had ruined his hand; he definitely couldn’t let her off.