Lin Feng laughed and pushed aside the obstructing officers, muttering some gibberish, not caring whether others understood, and walked out with frequent backward glances. Just then, a figure suddenly appeared at the door. It was none other than Lin Feng’s newly recognized cousin, Wang Xiaoyun. Her appearance touched Lin Feng, and he instinctively wanted to rush forward, but then he heard her scream, “What happened to your face?” Lin Feng quickly covered his face, but Wang Xiaoyun screamed again, pointing behind him, too anxious to speak.
As Wang Xiaoyun screamed, the wind behind him picked up. “Lie down for me…” Cao Lei, holding an electric baton, suddenly attacked from behind. Lin Feng, naturally unafraid of such a sneak attack, dodged to the side with ease. He wanted to show off his skills in front of Wang Xiaoyun, so after dodging Cao Lei’s attack, he grabbed the other’s joint and applied the Hundred Flowers Dislocation Technique, easily dislocating Cao Lei’s elbow. Cao Lei’s wrist was caught, and his elbow went numb, losing all sensation, but the electric baton in his hand still emitted an eerie blue light. His desperate move was now out of his control, the high-voltage baton’s front end flickered with blue arcs, firmly pressing into his own chest. A wisp of blue smoke rose, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air. Cao Lei’s body convulsed uncontrollably, then collapsed like a pile of mud.
In his moment of triumph, Lin Feng, too, did not escape the taste of the electric baton. Overwhelmed by Wang Xiaoyun’s sudden appearance, he was too busy showing off his skills to remember he was still holding Cao Lei’s wrist. As Cao Lei was struck by the baton, Lin Feng was also affected, screaming and collapsing on the ground, twitching like a dead fish.
