Brother Teng sneered, "You really have some nerve to come ask me questions, you're the first one who dares to talk to me like this."

Ling Zhenfei also spoke in a cold voice, "I am the competitive type, always striving to be number one, and today I'm finally getting my wish. There's something I also want to tell you, and that is you'd better answer my questions properly, or you will definitely regret it."

After hearing this, Brother Teng got a bit angry, "What a big talker, you're not even seeing where you are. I could make you die without you knowing how, do you believe me?"

"I don't believe you!" Ling Zhenfei said with a hint of disdain.

The two young lords at the doorway were stunned; they had never seen anyone dare to speak to Brother Teng in such a manner. In the past, anyone who dared to speak to Brother Teng like that would be dead, killed by Brother Teng's quickdraw.

Brother Teng was well-known in Jianghu because of his famous quickdraw. Don't be fooled by the fact that Brother Teng only has one hand, for that hand is one blessed by God himself.

Brother Teng's left hand could draw a gun unmatched in speed, as fast as lightning. In a face-off, he could draw and shoot while his opponent hadn't even pulled out their gun.

Brother Teng also had another special skill, which was that you would never know where he concealed his gun, making him even more unpredictable. Many had challenged Brother Teng before, but all of them had died.

Today, Ling Zhenfei sat in front of Brother Teng, flaunting his power, which to them, was merely adding another name to the list of those seeking death.

"Kid, Brother Teng has a unique skill, his moves are as fast as lightning, killing someone is but a thought away, you are simply courting death," the two young lords mocked Ling Zhenfei.

"Oh, really? Well, I would really like to see that for myself," said Ling Zhenfei, who had already noticed the gun on Brother Teng's person.

Brother Teng laughed, "So you've come here to seek death?"

Ling Zhenfei shook his head, "Of course not, I'm here to ask you something."

"So, would you believe me if I said you're a dead man?" Brother Teng's expression grew serious.

"Like I said, I don't believe you. If you have the guts, come at me, and show me how you're going to kill me."

Ling Zhenfei's voice remained indifferent, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, remaining composed.

"Then you might as well die."

As Brother Teng spoke, his left hand suddenly moved, without even the motion of drawing a gun, because the pistol was hidden within his sleeve. In the instant he lifted his sleeve, Brother Teng had already fired his gun.

The bullet shot straight towards Ling Zhenfei. The distance between the two was less than two meters, impossible for an ordinary person to dodge at such close range and with such sudden firing.

This shot, so sudden and from such close range, led Brother Teng to conclude at the moment he fired that Ling Zhenfei was certainly a dead man.

But then, something shocking happened. After Brother Teng fired, Ling Zhenfei's body shifted slightly, just a little bit, but just enough. The bullet brushed past Ling Zhenfei's head and flew by.

Brother Teng was clearly somewhat disbelieving of his own eyes. While he wouldn't claim his shots were always accurate, in all these years, nobody had managed to force a second shot from him.

With this in mind, Brother Teng suddenly moved again, firing another shot at Ling Zhenfei with extreme speed. So fast, in fact, that Ling Zhenfei almost felt it surreal, as if in a dream.

It's not easy to hone such swift action, but the idea that this shot could hit Ling Zhenfei was naive. In Ling Zhenfei's eyes, no matter how fast the movement, it was still slow.

Ling Zhenfei shifted his form slightly, and just like that, he casually snatched the bullet away from its trajectory.

If dodging the first shot could be attributed to luck, dodging the second in the same way demonstrated skill.

Brother Teng was truly astonished. Typically, one shot was all it took; who could have imagined that even after a second shot Ling Zhenfei remained unhurt? This person must be incredibly powerful.

As Ling Zhenfei dodged two bullets, Brother Teng truly became afraid, and suddenly fired three shots in rapid succession at Ling Zhenfei.

All three shots rang out almost simultaneously; perhaps dodging a single bullet from one gun might be manageable, but it was not so easy to evade three bullets firing at once.

But at that moment, Ling Zhenfei suddenly stood up, and after a swift movement, he smoothly avoided the attack of the three bullets and closed in on Brother Teng, pressing his hand directly against Brother Teng's temple.

"Don't move, if you do, a mere release of Northern Spiritual Energy from my hand is enough to kill you," Ling Zhenfei said. Brother Teng really didn't dare to move; he had already felt the intense Killing Aura emanating from Ling Zhenfei.

"Look brother, don't get excited, don't get excited. If there's any issue, just ask me, I think there isn't that deep of a hatred between us."

Ling Zhenfei sneered and said, "Then get your men out of here!"

The two young masters by the doorway were stunned by now; from the first to the fifth shot, the actions between Ling Zhenfei and Brother Teng were too fast. The echo of the first shot was still lingering when the fifth had already been fired; how could normal people possibly perceive what had happened.

By the time the two realized what was going on, Ling Zhenfei's hand was already on Brother Teng's head.

"You two, get out quick, and don't come back without my order."

"Yes, boss." The two were filled with fear, and being told to leave felt like a great reprieve. They pushed open the door and ran out.

"Alright, now it's just the two of us, there are some things I can ask you about now."

"Ask away, I'll definitely tell you what I know," Brother Teng said, not daring to withhold information at this point.

"There's a female cop lying in the hospital; why do you want her dead? What relation does she have to you?"

Brother Teng was startled by the question, then hesitated a bit before replying, "This woman knows too many secrets, so she must die."

"What secrets?" Ling Zhenfei was very curious about this question.

"I'm not exactly clear on the specifics; it was an order from above. No matter what method, that cop must die," Brother Teng said.

"Above, who is the person above?"

Without any concealment, Brother Teng said, "It's someone named Tang Sen."

"Where's Tang Sen now?" Ling Zhenfei knew that Tang Sen was the target Han Lian had been trying to catch.

Brother Teng hesitated a little, seemingly reluctant to disclose, but Ling Zhenfei pressed down hard on his head, scaring Brother Teng into quickly revealing, "Right now, Tang Sen is in this city, at a place called Jiagong Mansion."

"What exactly does that female cop know?"

"Big brother, I'm just someone who carries out tasks. I truly don't know the specifics," Brother Teng said with a helpless look on his face.

What Brother Teng said didn't seem like a lie, but that's where everything broke off; moving forward, Ling Zhenfei had no idea how to continue the investigation.

"Is Wu Yingxiong the boss of Tang Sen?"

"That's right, it's Wu Yingxiong. Wu Yingxiong is the boss of the entire Jianghu; we can't ignore the things he orders, like this time with the female cop, it was Wu Yingxiong's command. Otherwise, I couldn't care less about a Tang Sen."

"Wu Yingxiong has been buying quite a bit of hardware lately; is there some new venture he's wanting to undertake?"

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