Five or six menacing security guards charged at Lin Feng, waving their electric batons. The timid flight attendants around them quickly screamed and fled from the office area.
"Beat him! Beat him to death!"
Wu Limei, with a mouthful of blood, pointed at Lin Feng and yelled like a mad dog.
But Luo Qingqing by Lin Feng's side was worried sick, clutching Lin Feng's clothes and crying out, "Xiaofeng! What do we do now?"
"Don't worry! Sister Qingqing, these little shrimps, I don't even take them seriously."
Lin Feng gently patted Luo Qingqing's hand to reassure her, then smiled and beckoned to the fiercest one, Wu Fuxiong, taunting, "You want to hit me? Come on over then?"
"You're asking for it!"
Enraged, Wu Fuxiong waved his electric baton and smashed it toward Lin Feng. At the same time, the other security guards also swung their electric batons at Lin Feng from different directions.
