"Li Feng, Li Feng, I'm sorry, I was wrong! Please, I'm begging you, let me go! Please, I beg you!"
At this moment, Wang Feng was on the verge of madness from the pain; the severe pain in his palm was truly unbearable. He was covered in snot and tears, filled with terror as he pleaded with Li Feng!
However, witnessing Wang Feng's miserable appearance, Li Feng only gave a faint smile:
"Mr. Wang seems to have misunderstood. It's not me who's stabbing your hand with a knife right now, so begging me won't do any good."
After saying this, Li Feng didn't pay further attention to Wang Feng. He leaned against the wall, took a pack of cigarettes from the corpse of one of the Lin Ran Mercenaries, lit one, and took a puff!
Surrounded by smoke, Li Feng's lips curled into a slight smile as he silently calculated the time, and his grin grew even more radiant:
"Counting the time, those guys should have arrived by now!"
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