His primary goal was to expose Li Xiangdong’s true colors and find a way to rescue the three girls, but things had taken an unexpected turn. Should he sneak up, knock out these men, and escape with the girls? But he didn’t know how to drive, and this place was in the middle of nowhere; he didn’t even know where they were. If he alerted the thugs in the basement, bullets wouldn’t care about his skills. His Swift Wind Step might be impressive, but it wasn’t strong enough to dodge bullets while protecting three girls. So, what was the plan? Send a text to Wang Xiaoyun to call the police? That also seemed problematic; the wild girl was currently at odds with him, and she wouldn’t believe him easily. Not to mention, even if she did believe him and called the police, by the time they arrived with sirens blazing, these thugs would have already fled with the hostages. Clearly, none of these plans would work, and the worst part was, if the police asked how he discovered this den, there were too many complications he couldn’t explain, only causing himself trouble. If those corrupt cops turned on him, he’d have no way to clear his name. But he couldn’t just stand by and watch the girls fall into danger!
Wait, he had a gun too; why not lure them out? Remembering the police gun he accidentally put in his storage cabinet last time and the four thousand dollars he won from Cao Nan, Lin Feng quickly formulated a plan. He threw the money into the air, pinched his throat, and shouted, “Wow, so much money!” At the same time, he activated his Swift Wind Step, reversed the gun, and used it like a brick to take out the three men with submachine guns. While the others were distracted by the falling money, Lin Feng moved swiftly, knocking out each thug one by one. In no time, he had subdued all twelve men on the ground.
