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At this moment, Lin Feng had already arrived upstairs. Huang Sheng was tearing Dong Jie's clothes, and the sight hit Lin Feng like a bomb going off in his heart, anger surging within him.
Damn it, this guy is really using force.
Without saying a word, Lin Feng had no interest in wasting time with such scum. He quickly walked over, grabbed Huang Sheng, who was still tearing at Dong Jie's clothes, and threw him against the wall.
Throwing him—yes, in his current rage-fueled state, Lin Feng could easily throw Huang Sheng against the wall with one hand.
"Thud..." Before Huang Sheng even realized what was happening, he made intimate contact with the wall, looking like a piece of garbage suddenly slapped against it.
"Thud..." Another sound followed, but this time it wasn't a wall he was meeting; it was Huang Sheng spitting out a mouthful of hot blood.
Seeing that although Dong Jie looked disheveled, it was winter and she was wearing several thick layers of clothing, Huang Sheng hadn't gained any advantage. Lin Feng's heart finally settled down.
Of course, that was under the premise that Lin Feng arrived in time. If he hadn't gotten there so quickly, the outcome would have been entirely different!
He Ting wasn't slow either; she was just a beat behind Lin Feng. She had witnessed the initial scene—a man on top of a woman tearing at her clothes. It was obvious what that man was doing.
So when she saw Lin Feng with red eyes throwing Huang Sheng against the wall, she didn't speak up to stop him. In fact, she couldn't have stopped him; she could see the fury in Lin Feng's bloodshot eyes.
She finally understood why Lin Feng had rushed back here without hesitation. She found herself feeling less annoyed by his actions.
"Sis..." Upon seeing Dong Jie, Lin Feng's rage began to subside as he softly called out.
"Lin Feng." Everything had happened so fast and was so unbelievable that Dong Jie only now grasped the situation. She never expected that at such a critical moment, Lin Feng—who should have been at the police station—would appear right here. Even now, she couldn't believe it was real.
"Woo... Lin Feng!" Although Dong Jie was smart, she was still a weak woman. Seeing Lin Feng now made her instinctively rush into his arms and cry out loud.
She let all her grievances pour out through her tears.
Lin Feng gently patted Dong Jie's back, but his anger slowly rose again due to her crying. Dong Jie, nestled in his embrace, didn't notice that Lin Feng's eyes had turned red once more.
It was no wonder; Lin Feng was already in a rage-fueled state. Seeing Dong Jie might have alleviated some of that rage, but at this moment he felt like a can of explosives ready to ignite, and Dong Jie's sobs and tears were like sparks lighting that fuse.
Lin Feng wrapped his coat around Dong Jie and slowly released her from his embrace. His movements remained gentle, but as Dong Jie pulled away from him, she saw the red in Lin Feng's eyes.
"Lin Feng, what's wrong? Don't do this," Dong Jie had never seen Lin Feng like this before; he looked like an extremely angry demon king, ready to devour anyone in his path.
At this moment, Lin Feng was completely enraged again. After wrapping Dong Jie in his clothes, he immediately turned around and walked towards Huang Sheng, who was currently rubbing his back.
His footsteps were slow and heavy, each step sounding as if it were crushing Huang Sheng's heart, making it race uncontrollably.
Lin Feng might not recognize Huang Sheng, but Huang Sheng definitely recognized Lin Feng. He had previously discussed how to use Lin Feng with Heizi; how could he not know who Lin Feng was?
"Don't come over here," Huang Sheng said, terrified. He knew his own capabilities all too well; there was no way he could withstand the furious Lin Feng.
Lin Feng did not respond; he simply continued to approach slowly, step by step. This feeling was more unbearable than death for Huang Sheng, yet he lacked the courage to take his own life.
Earlier, Lin Feng had lifted Huang Sheng and thrown him against the wall. He Ting had no objections; someone like him deserved such punishment.
But now, seeing Lin Feng's bloodshot eyes, He Ting could no longer stand by idly. As a police officer, her duty was to protect the safety of citizens' lives and property.
So she shouted at Lin Feng, "Stop it, Lin Feng." As she spoke, she moved closer to him, intending to grab him from behind and prevent him from reaching the corner where Huang Sheng was crouched.
Although this person was despicable and deserved punishment, how could He Ting let someone die or be injured in front of her? What would that say about her?
Knowing that Lin Feng had single-handedly taken down a group of thugs and had just used brute force to break open an iron door downstairs, He Ting put all her strength into her attempt to restrain him.
However, the outcome was not as she hoped. Like Huang Sheng, she was thrown aside by Lin Feng with one hand and landed squarely on Dong Jie's bed, nearly filling it up alongside Dong Jie.
While Lin Feng was dissatisfied with He Ting's actions, he had no intention of harming her; he merely tossed her away.
But while this action didn't injure anyone, it certainly hurt feelings!
He Ting could hardly believe that her full-force effort had been so easily countered by Lin Feng with just one hand, sending her flying. Was this even human? She had undergone special training!
This time Lin Feng's rage was different from before. Perhaps due to the previous incident, his body had developed some resistance. He still retained a certain level of awareness and memory; unlike last time when his original consciousness and memories were completely blocked out and only the latent instincts guided his body.
Thus, he did not harm He Ting.
Though Lin Feng moved slowly, the distance between him and Huang Sheng was short. Soon enough, he stood right in front of Huang Sheng.
With his right hand clenched into a fist, Lin Feng directly swung at Huang Sheng's face, knocking him sideways. At that moment, Lin Feng paid no attention to He Ting being present.
Huang Sheng's face quickly swelled up, and he felt a wave of regret. How could he have lost his mind and tried to possess Dong Jie here, only to be seen by Lin Feng?
Moreover, wasn't Lin Feng supposed to be at the police station? How could he be out so soon?
Lin Feng walked towards the swaying Huang Sheng and threw another punch at his left cheek. Now both sides were swollen, achieving a balance.
Immediately after, Lin Feng seemed to unleash all his pent-up frustration on Huang Sheng, but he only managed to break Huang Sheng's right arm without completely incapacitating him.
After all, Lin Feng was venting; his actions towards Huang Sheng were merely instinctive and not aimed at any fatal spots—though they were certainly not harmless.
At this point, Huang Sheng had been beaten to a pulp; in other words, he was unrecognizable even to his own mother.
Seeing that Lin Feng had nearly finished venting, he smirked and raised his right hand, preparing to strike down on Huang Sheng's head with a palm strike that would surely be lethal.
"Don't!" He Ting and Dong Jie shouted in unison. They realized that Lin Feng intended to kill Huang Sheng this time.
Ignoring their cries, Lin Feng maintained a cold expression and continued his motion. However, just as his hand was about to make contact with Huang Sheng's head, a pretty face appeared beneath his palm—of course, it wasn't Huang Sheng's but Dong Jie's.
Why? Lin Feng didn't understand.
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