Long Feixue stared at Wu Feng, "My four men died at their hands. This vengeance must be exacted."
Lin Chen glanced at the injured Wu Feng and said indifferently, "You can seek revenge if you want, but let me offer you a word of advice. Although Wu Feng has been seriously injured, if you push him into a corner and he fights for his life, the casualties will be even greater."
"Hmph, I don't care. He must die today." Saying that, Long Feixue's body shot out like lightning, pouncing towards Wu Feng.
Wu Feng, clutching his wound, suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha, you want to take revenge on me? Come on then, Old Boy's just looking for a few to take down with him."
Just as Long Feixue rushed towards Wu Feng, a hand suddenly shot out from the ground, grabbing Long Feixue's ankle.
As Long Feixue charged forward, his body came to a sudden halt, and his face changed abruptly.
Electric currents ran through his foot, and the hand that had reached out instantly disappeared.
