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Just as Liufeng and Evil Eye were locked in a fierce battle, Liufeng's brothers from the "Soul of Justice," including Poisonous Madness and Crocodile, were also engaged in intense combat with the forces brought by Evil Eye. The numbers on both sides were roughly equal, and each fighter was a top-tier expert; even a slight misstep could lead to death.
After fighting for so long, both sides had lost over a dozen members. Liufeng found himself being flanked by two well-coordinated opponents, making it difficult for him to eliminate either one. However, given their strength, the two could only barely hold their ground against Liufeng.
At that moment, Liufeng felt extremely anxious. He saw Mo Ming and Evil Eye battling fiercely; even if a victor emerged, that person would be severely injured. He wanted to break free and assist Mo Ming against Evil Eye.
Unfortunately, he was helpless. Although the two opponents were not as skilled as him individually, their teamwork was impeccable. There were many instances where Liufeng could have taken out one of them, but under their protection, he couldn't succeed. In this situation, it was nearly impossible for him to help Mo Ming.
These two were not nameless fighters; they were high-ranking Elites from the Dark Order, known as "Left Hand" and "Right Hand." The man with silver hair at his temples was Left Hand, while the leaner man was Right Hand. Individually, they weren't particularly strong, but when they teamed up, their power increased significantly.
Liufeng had never seen the true faces of Left Hand and Right Hand but could guess their identities. No one noticed the murderous intent brewing in Liufeng's eyes. He had ample reason to ensure these two met a grim fate because during the battle at Chiba Valley, all members of the Soul of Justice had perished at their hands.
Their hands were stained with the blood of many Soul of Justice members; for that alone, they deserved to die!
"I really doubt you two are 'comrades.' Your coordination is impressive—it's like something out of a martial arts drama. By the way, do you practice together often?" Liufeng couldn't help but taunt them, emphasizing the word "comrades," which carried an obvious implication.
"Hmph, you'll see soon enough!" Left Hand scoffed as he hurled a dagger at Liufeng like a shooting star.
The distance was incredibly close; under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to survive such an attack. However, Liufeng reacted exceptionally quickly. He tilted his head just in time to avoid the dagger that exuded a deadly aura. As he dodged the dagger, he caught sight of a punch coming from his opponent and immediately raised his arm to block it.
If they knew that Liufeng could dodge bullets at such close range moments ago, they would be even more astonished. This was actually a special ability of Liufeng's; he had a vague sense of impending danger before it occurred. This allowed him to react swiftly when the dagger was thrown.
It was unexplainable and defied logic; Liufeng couldn't explain it either. This ability had manifested after he suffered severe injuries and fell into a coma for five days and nights. With this power, he had climbed to the top of the assassin rankings—a secret known only to a few close friends like Mo Ming.
"What?"
The left hand was greatly shocked. Originally, the moment Liufeng dodged the dagger was enough to astonish him. He had prepared for a misstep and took the opportunity to throw a punch, but Liufeng reacted so quickly that after dodging the dagger, he was able to swiftly block the attack!
A sinister smile curved at the corner of Liufeng's mouth, his expression somewhat ferocious. As he blocked the left hand's attack, he suddenly raised his knee and struck towards the opponent's abdomen. "You thought I was done for, but I’m not. Surprised, aren’t you?"
In the blink of an eye, the right hand saw this and immediately rushed forward, throwing a punch at Liufeng from the side.
Noticing the side attack, Liufeng did not give up on his assault on the left hand. He leaned back and extended his raised knee towards the left hand's chin. This move came too suddenly; the left hand couldn't react in time and was kicked in the chin by Liufeng, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and stagger backward.
"Left hand!" The right hand shouted as he kicked out at Liufeng.
Liufeng rolled several times upon landing, narrowly avoiding the right hand's kick, and immediately got back up.
The right hand quickly moved in front of Liufeng, throwing several punches that all missed. When he threw his last punch and missed again, Liufeng deliberately exposed a weakness to lure him into attacking his side. The opponent didn’t pay much attention and suddenly aimed a kick at Liufeng's side.
Just when the right hand thought he had succeeded and showed a smug expression, Liufeng tightly clamped his arm around the right hand's thigh. With no hesitation, he struck at the right hand's throat with his arm like a blade. The right hand had assumed that Liufeng had been kicked away and never considered that Liufeng had intentionally exposed a weakness.
Faced with this sudden attack from Liufeng, the right hand could only widen his eyes in shock as he watched the deadly strike aimed at his throat.
"Thud!" The right hand’s neck instantly contorted, feeling a sweetness in his mouth as blood sprayed out.
"I'm sorry, but if you all come at me one by one, you are no match for me!"
Liufeng released the right hand's thigh and moved swiftly around to kneel behind him. Covering the right hand's neck with both hands, he gave a strange smile towards the left hand in front of him. Gripping the right hand's chin tightly, he exerted a little force, and with a crack sound, both of the right hand's arms fell limp to the ground as his heartbeat abruptly ceased.
"No!" The left hand screamed frantically. The right hand was his close companion; they had fought together for so long. Seeing the right hand die before him while being powerless to help filled him with immense grief and anger, his eyes wide open like those of an ox.
Liufeng pushed aside the corpse on his right, the crimson tongue licking his lips like a bloodthirsty demon, stepping toward the left hand. "You must feel a lot of pain and anger, wanting to kill me for revenge, for your brother. I can tell you that when I learned about both of your identities, my feelings were exactly the same as yours!"
"You bastard!" The left hand completely ignored Liufeng's words, slowly rising from the ground, filled with rage as he said, "I will kill you and use your blood to honor the right hand! You will die!"
Before he finished speaking, the left hand charged forward with a punch.
"You want to use my blood to honor him? You want revenge for your brother?"
Liufeng wore a cold smile, continuing to walk toward the charging left hand. Soon, they stood face to face. The left hand, filled with grief and anger, threw a punch at Liufeng. Liufeng's gaze sharpened, a murderous aura bursting from his eyes as he quickly dodged the left hand's attack and countered with a punch that struck the left hand's face hard.
The force of the punch was immense, knocking the left hand down to the ground.
The left hand struggled to get up, but his chest was heavily pressed down by Liufeng's foot. Liufeng stomped on his chest with great force, making it difficult for him to breathe and preventing him from exerting much strength.
Liufeng revealed a sinister smile, looking down at the left hand and laughing maniacally. "Yes, I am also seeking revenge! Revenge for over a hundred brothers who died in Chiba Valley! No need to struggle anymore; you should go meet my fallen brothers and repent properly!"
"You bastard, you won't..." Before the left hand could finish his curse, Liufeng's other foot gathered strength and struck the left hand's head, instantly extinguishing his life.
After dealing with both hands, Liufeng wasted no time. He was about to help Mo Ming deal with Evil Eye, but when he looked toward Crocodile, his pupils dilated rapidly. He quickly drew a flying knife from his pocket and threw it forward while shouting, "Crocodile, watch your back!"
"What?"
Liufeng's flying knife pierced through someone's head; however, Crocodile was still ambushed from behind by another person wielding a dagger. The attack inflicted a deep gash on his back, blood flowing out continuously. Fortunately, it was just a flesh wound and did not damage any internal organs. Such a minor injury would not be fatal for someone as large as Crocodile.
"Damn lackey! It's one thing to bully the weak; do you have no shame in ambushing?" Crocodile cursed fiercely as he dodged an attack from a Dark Order Elite. He suddenly flipped over to evade another dagger thrust from behind and reached out like a claw, tightly gripping the neck of the person who had wounded him with the dagger.
"You deserve to die, truly deserve it." The crocodile's expression was cold as he forcefully twisted, and before the person could resist, he stared with lifeless eyes and breathed his last.
If it weren't for Liufeng's reminder, it might have been more than just some superficial injuries. The crocodile was hurt, but his anger only intensified. It seemed that when one was furious, they could tap into their potential to the limit. After dodging the attack from the Dark Order Elite, the crocodile swung his massive fist down hard onto his opponent's face.
The Elite tried to evade, but the crocodile's fist was quick and struck directly on the bridge of his nose. The crocodile's punch was no joke; even a wall would be smashed through by it, and a human face was certainly not as tough!
In that moment, the person who had been threatening the crocodile just a second ago now had a distorted face and fell backward without even managing to let out a sound before dying. This demonstrated what it meant to experience "the crocodile's punch"—a single blow to death, a character even more formidable than Lu Da from Water Margin!
After taking care of two people, the crocodile felt a sense of relief wash over him, but the pain in his back became very apparent. It hurt so much that he sat down on the ground, gritting his teeth and cursing, "Damn it! I've lost so much blood; how much do I need to eat to recover? It's all your fault, you bastard! Spit!"
The crocodile spat at the person who had injured him.
"Hehe, Crocodile, you owe me another favor!" Liufeng approached and walked to the crocodile's back. He used a dagger to cut open the crocodile's shirt, revealing a bloody gash. If it were anyone else, they would have gasped in shock at the sight. However, Liufeng, being the bloodthirsty maniac he was, remained unfazed and took off the clothes from a nearby corpse.
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't use that bastard's clothes on my wound... Damn! I told you not to use that on my injury; it's killing me!" Before the crocodile could finish his sentence, Liufeng had already used those clothes as makeshift bandages to temporarily tend to his wound.
"You’re injured; stop cursing. I'm going to help the boss deal with Evil Eye first!" Liufeng ignored the crocodile and dashed toward Mo Ming.
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