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Lin Feng was already aware that someone was approaching him, even without Tesla's warning. In this small hospital room, both Tesla and Lin Feng could sense each other's presence, meaning their Mental Powers were equally matched in this confined space.
Despite Tesla having significantly stronger Mental Power than Lin Feng, the limited area prevented him from fully utilizing it.
Without time to say anything, Lin Feng crouched down and executed a sweeping kick backward.
This quick reaction was a testament to Lin Feng's rich experience from his past life. If someone with less experience had been in his position, even if they sensed an impending attack, they would likely have been too flustered to respond effectively and would have found themselves at a disadvantage.
Lin Feng reacted swiftly, but the person behind him had the advantage of surprise and was also quick to respond. As a result, Lin Feng's fast sweeping kick only struck air.
However, that was sufficient. By turning the tables from passive to active in such a hurried moment, Lin Feng avoided falling into a disadvantageous position. At that moment, he had already jumped aside, nullifying the so-called "advantage" that the attacker had gained.
Just from a brief glance—without even seeing the person's face—Lin Feng could tell that the one attempting to ambush him was undoubtedly an experienced fighter with strong mental fortitude. If it weren't for his own Mental Power sensing the danger, he would have likely suffered severe injuries or worse.
The attacker struck with incredible ferocity, targeting the neck—the most critical and vulnerable part of the human body. Simply put, his move was lethal from the outset.
If he had been hit, it would have been fortunate just to survive, let alone have any ability to fight back.
Now facing each other, Lin Feng's assessment proved correct; the attacker was indeed a seasoned professional with strong psychological resilience. With Lin Feng having neutralized his initial advantage, the attacker did not rush forward but instead took a moment to reassess Lin Feng's movements and expressions, preparing for a more effective strike next time.
This person was likely the main threat of the day; those thugs at the door were merely a distraction, including the seemingly capable Ruffian Leader.
"Mr. Bai, do you need my assistance?" The Ruffian Leader asked as he joined the ambusher after witnessing Lin Feng evade the attack. His tone suggested that he was an esteemed guest of Song Xin and Song Gang, clearly of a much higher status than the Ruffian Leader himself.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but smirk; he had underestimated Song Xin's pettiness and vindictiveness.
Was it just because he won a match against her? Did she really have to send an Assassin after him? What else could this be but pettiness?
"Leave now. We don't need you here," the man surnamed Bai said, clearly having realized something, addressing the thug.
Lin Feng guessed that this was likely a directive from Song Xin, as the expression on the Assassin's face when telling the Ruffian Leader to leave was not one of concern for a comrade but rather reminiscent of some kind of instruction.
And the only one who could give such instructions was probably Song Xin herself.
"Alright, I'll take my leave then." The Ruffian Leader understood that this was not a matter for someone of his caliber to meddle in and agreed to leave.
Lin Feng didn't care about his departure; he already knew who wanted him dead, so there was no need to settle accounts with a dog. If there were accounts to settle, it would be with the one who owned the dog.
The dog merely acted on orders.
Moreover, Lin Feng now realized that He Ting had been tied up and thrown onto the bed, her mouth sealed shut, while Xiao Na, unable to move her limbs, wasn't bound but had her mouth sealed as well.
Lin Feng finally understood why He Ting had abruptly hung up earlier; she hoped Lin Feng would sense something was wrong and not come over to meet his demise.
However, she hadn't considered that Lin Feng at that moment hadn't thought He Ting was hinting at anything. Even if he had realized it, he might have been more cautious but wouldn't have backed down.
With two women here, he would charge into danger regardless; how could he abandon two women who were unafraid of death and trying to provide him with a warning just because of a little danger? Lin Feng couldn't do that.
Having come to this conclusion, Lin Feng exchanged a reassuring glance with Xiao Na and He Ting, which also carried a hint of gratitude.
For this reason alone, Lin Feng felt compelled to protect them well.
"You don't need to leave," just as the Ruffian Leader was about to exit, a voice echoed from the hallway—it was Liu Jie’s voice.
Liu Jie arrived shortly after Lin Feng, but Lin Feng, being nervous, did not notice him.
When the Ruffian Leader saw Liu Jie, his face turned pale, and he quickly planned to escape through the window in the corridor. He knew that at this height, with his skills, as long as he grabbed onto something while falling, he could still leave safely.
However, he was fast, but Liu Jie was faster. Lin Feng only saw a shadow of Liu Jie before the Ruffian Leader, who attempted to jump out the window, lay on the ground like a dead dog.
Lin Feng didn’t know if he was dead, but he knew that even if he survived, he would end up unable to take care of himself.
"Bai Wu, do you want me to take action or will you surrender obediently?" For Liu Jie, dealing with a Ruffian Leader was as casual as handling a pile of trash. He regained his composure and spoke to the Assassin.
His tone was very casual, but there was an undeniable pressure in his words; perhaps this was Liu Jie’s aura.
The man didn’t waste any words. Song Xin had instructed him that if he could kill Lin Feng, he would leave with the Ruffian Leader. If he couldn’t succeed in one strike, then the Ruffian Leader should return immediately to avoid being caught and saying things he shouldn’t say.
What were those things that shouldn’t be said? Naturally, it was revealing the mastermind behind this incident.
Although Lin Feng already knew who the mastermind was, words alone were not enough. If Lin Feng had no evidence in hand, Song Xin could easily deny everything. In that case, Lin Feng would have no way to deal with him.
And that Ruffian Leader was naturally the witness Lin Feng might possess.
As long as he knocked him out, wouldn’t that be a witness?
Since Liu Jie had become an unexpected variable in the plan, the Assassin abandoned the idea of killing Lin Feng. He might not understand Lin Feng's abilities well, but he was very clear about Liu Jie’s skills. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to withstand even one move from Liu Jie.
What does it mean to not withstand even one move? It simply means that although this Assassin was much stronger than the Ruffian Leader, in front of Liu Jie, he was still someone who could be dealt with in just one move.
It was all about one move; after all, Liu Jie’s strength far surpassed theirs.
However, the Assassin had excellent psychological quality. Even if he wanted to escape, he wouldn’t choose to crawl out of the window like the Ruffian Leader. Instead, he quickly retreated and threw a punch at Lin Feng. The punch was fierce and aimed directly at Lin Feng's temple—a lethal strike.
Lin Feng naturally would not dodge. Although this person's strength was considerable, there was still a gap between them.
"Bang..." The two fists met, and both retreated a few steps.
Although Lin Feng was stronger than that individual, he could sense that the opponent was not to be underestimated. Lin Feng could feel that the other party was using all their strength—not just the kind of effort where one gives it their all, but rather a reckless kind of force, akin to a move that would "injure eight hundred while harming oneself a thousand."
Indeed, against Lin Feng, the opponent didn't even have the qualification to "injure a thousand while harming eight hundred."
In the next moment, Lin Feng finally understood why he was doing this. At that moment, he was using the momentum from his retreat to continuously lunge toward He Ting and the others.
His intentions were clear; he intended to use He Ting and her companion as hostages to threaten his way out of there.
One must acknowledge his excellent psychological quality and rich experience. In such a critical moment, he could still think of such a way to escape; it was truly remarkable.
It is known that when a person is nervous, their cognitive ability drops to a fraction of its usual capacity. At such times, one either needs ample time to calm down or must rely on past experiences and instinctive reactions.
The assassin before him might not possess the strength of Lin Feng or Liu Jie, but his experience was undoubtedly richer than either of them.
Don't underestimate him; he is a professional.
Lin Feng would not allow him to succeed. With a fierce lunge, he abruptly changed his retreating direction and charged toward the assassin, effectively heading toward He Ting and her companion.
This lunge from Lin Feng was also a hasty change in strategy aimed at buying Liu Jie some time. He did not expect that he could stop the assassin with this move.
At the moment Lin Feng lunged forward, Liu Jie followed suit but moved much faster than Lin Feng. While Lin Feng could still see Liu Jie’s figure, he could only catch glimpses of his afterimages.
Since Lin Feng was the first to charge out, the assassin naturally targeted him first. He kicked at Lin Feng as he lunged forward, aiming for a vital point—the Zhongfu acupoint located in Lin Feng's chest.
Although Lin Feng's move was rushed, his powerful mental acuity allowed him to perceive the trajectory of the opponent's attack. He swiftly turned and evaded it. If that kick had landed, even with Tesla himself providing medical treatment, it would have been difficult for Lin Feng to survive.
Sometimes, even the Doctor is not omnipotent, even for an ancient being like Tesla who has lived for thousands of years.
Although Lin Feng managed to avoid the situation, he also bought time for Liu Jie. It can be said that his goal had been achieved, as Liu Jie was already approaching him and was about to strike at the space in front of He Ting with a palm. At this moment, if the Assassin still intended to hold He Ting and the others hostage, he would have to endure Liu Jie’s palm strike.
Thus, Lin Feng knew that the Assassin's plan had already failed.
But in the next moment, Lin Feng was dumbfounded. Not only was Lin Feng stunned, but Liu Jie was equally taken aback.
It wasn't that Liu Jie had missed him, nor was it that this guy had mastered the legendary "Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt," making him impervious to weapons. Instead, this fellow raised his right arm and blocked Liu Jie’s palm strike with all his might in order to continue holding He Ting hostage.
He certainly could not withstand Liu Jie’s palm strike, but his goal was not to take the hit from Liu Jie.
Lin Feng realized that he intended to sacrifice one of his arms in exchange for the opportunity to hold He Ting hostage.
What a talent! Lin Feng couldn't help but admire him; this guy remained clear-headed until now, knowing what was most important.
Indeed, as long as he captured He Ting, his chances of escape would greatly increase.
In the next moment, despite Lin Feng's reluctance to admit it, his unharmed hand still grasped He Ting's neck.
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