The dimly lit abandoned factory, Lin Feng carefully entered through a desolate iron gate on the side. This place was two to three kilometers away from the nearest village, and Lin Feng really couldn't figure out why those thugs would choose such a dilapidated and deserted place as a hidden location.
"That thug's qinggong is not bad, and he's quite strong. According to Sister Tongtong, he's a Martial Artist of the Houtian Third Layer, so... if there are several Martial Artists like him, I fear... even with my Water Control Ability, it would be very difficult for me to overcome."
