Chapter 144: Life is worse than death (1)
If the average Wind Wolf member can fight one against a hundred, then the White Wolf can fight one against a thousand. This is no exaggeration. The members of the White Wolf are personally granted titles and have inherited martial arts by successive Wind Wolf leaders, which means that their strength is likely to be above that of the Dharma Protectors. The reason they have such strength is that they must ensure that they can protect their leader under any circumstances, unless all of them are killed in battle. It is no exaggeration to say that they are born for the leader.
Maybe it was because Huan Ling mentioned Bai Lang's name, the green-clothed men under her looked even more panicked. It seemed that they were very afraid and even terrified of Bai Lang and other special members of the organization.
"What is your purpose for coming here?" asked Huan Ling.
"Do I need to ask this question? Or have I overestimated you?" Canfeng answered slowly.
Huan Ling understood immediately. Yes, is there any need to ask such a question? She turned sideways and glanced at Yin Yin. It was self-evident that Yin Yin was Can Feng's purpose and mission. What Huan Ling was worried about now was not Can Feng, but how to take Yin Yin away from Can Feng and Bai Lang . She knew their strength very well, and Yin Yin was someone she had to take away, otherwise she would lose the opportunity forever.
"What do you think? Will you hand the person over wisely? Or should we rob him by force?" Canfeng said with a smile.
Tiny beads of sweat had already seeped out of Huanling's forehead. She felt like a knife was at her neck. She had known very well from the beginning that with Bailang here, even if she could convince the entire Wind Wolf team, they would not be able to defeat them. But now, she had invested most of her combat power in the battle with Feng Qinghan and Zhao Ziheng, and these people outside had already been eliminated by Canfeng and Bailang. She was not sure that she could escape unscathed with Yinyin.
Suppressing his impatience, Huan Ling forced a smile and said: "What if I say no?"
Hearing this, Canfeng raised a playful smile, looked at Huanling carefully, and then said: "Do you think you can get away with it?"
"I don't think the young master will be willing to let her die." Huan Ling didn't care about Can Feng's words and deliberately emphasized the word "die". Her meaning was clear. She didn't forget that Yin Yin was still in her hands. If she had to die, she would drag Yin Yin with her. At worst, both of them would perish together.
Sure enough, Canfeng's face froze. He couldn't deny that Huanling was right. Feng Qinghan had reminded him not to hurt Yinyin at all unless it was absolutely necessary. But judging from Yinyin's current condition, she had obviously been beaten severely. Not to mention death, Feng Qinghan would ... Thinking of this, Canfeng couldn't help but shudder. He really couldn't imagine what Feng Qinghan would do when he was angry.
Canfeng's expression was stiff for a moment, and soon he said calmly: "How about we make a deal?"
"Transaction?" It was obvious that Huanling was surprised by the topic suddenly raised by Canfeng.
"right."
As he spoke, Canfeng hooked his finger, and the people in white in the front row behind him dispersed, and a man appeared from the back. He was covered in blood, and his skin was torn and flesh was exposed. There was almost no intact part of him. Yinyin couldn't bear to look at his appearance any longer. His eyes and mouth were tied with cloth strips, and from the bruises and blood on his face, it was not difficult to tell that his face was also seriously injured. But even so, Huanling recognized who the man was at a glance, and his face darkened instantly. However, like Canfeng, it was only for a moment, but this moment was still captured by Canfeng.
By the time the man was brought behind Canfeng, it would be more accurate to say he was being dragged rather than brought, because from the shape of his body it was easy to tell that his hands and feet were disabled, and his limbs were disabled in different ways: firstly, the phalanges of the five fingers of his right hand were all injured to varying degrees and were hanging, his left hand was cut off at the wrist and was simply bandaged with a white cloth, and was still bleeding; then the right foot, if it could still be called a foot, was deformed from the thigh to the sole, as if it was hanging, and the left foot, seemingly intact, but from the bloodstains on the foot wrapping it was possible to tell that his tendons were severed; the white-clothed crowd removed the cloth covering the man's eyes and mouth without Canfeng's reminder, and Yinyin, who had turned around, happened to see this scene, and she staggered, covered her mouth, took a few steps back, turned her head to the side and retched a few times; Huanling was not much better off, and his subordinates all had chills on their backs and cold sweat oozing out of them , and the same was true for the others.
The reason for such a big reaction was that the man's two eyes, the left eye had been dug out and also burned with a branding iron, and the other one was so swollen that it didn't look like an eye at all. His lips had also been burned with a branding iron like his left eye, and his lips were tightly stuck together. It could be seen from the man's face that his injuries were serious, but no one had expected them to be so serious. It was most appropriate to describe him as a bloody mess. From the injuries, it was known that they were caused not long ago, and from the outline and some intact areas, one could roughly tell what he looked like originally. This man was Feng Yao.
Satisfied with the harvest in front of him, Canfeng smiled sarcastically. He could even imagine Huanling's feelings. To the betrayer, it was a miracle that Feng Yao was still alive. Of course, living like this was worse than death, but Feng Yao was still alive, with unimaginable pain and torture. Presumably, no matter who it was, if they were tortured to this extent, they should have died long ago, but Feng Yao was alive until now. Canfeng knew better than anyone what was supporting Feng Yao to live until now, and of course it was also due to Wang Ye's help.
