Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1049 Cute Loli

Lin Feng's face began to turn red, and he dared not look at Tsuruta Cho.

He lowered his head, trying to hide his embarrassment.

He prided himself on striking last, and faced with a cute little girl, he couldn't possibly take the initiative to kill her.

Tsuruta Cho seemed oblivious to everything, poured herself a drink, gave Lin Feng a sweet smile, and tilted her head back to drink it.

It stuck out its scarlet tongue and licked its lips.

"Good wine, it smells so good! Big brother, you should have some too."

Lin Feng held a wine cup in his hand, a thought surging in his mind: he wanted to throw the wine cup at Tsuruta Cho's face.

Such a wasteful act surprised even Lin Feng himself. Where did such a violent mentality come from? He had always been gentle and kind to others, so how could he have become so despicable?

Could it be that the broken sword has affected his thinking? If he cannot suppress the violent nature of the broken sword, who knows what kind of ferocious monster he will become?

As they were struggling, hurried footsteps sounded on the stairs, and many people were running upstairs.

Lin Feng temporarily suppressed his impulse, while Tsuruta Cho also slowly relaxed his body and gradually distanced himself from Lin Feng.

Three people came up the stairs: a waiter in front, followed by the restaurant manager and a tall, burly man.

The restaurant owner first bowed to Tsuruta Ichiro.

"I apologize for startling Lord Tsuruta."

Ichiro Tsuruta shook his head and remained silent.

The restaurant owner turned around, took two steps forward, and bowed slightly to Lin Feng.

"I don't know where you come from. This is Fu'an Prefecture. We must not break the rules. Please accept this meal as a treat from Anshun Restaurant. Please leave."

Lin Feng smiled but didn't say anything. He found the restaurant owner quite interesting and wondered whose side he was on.

Can't you see the corpses and the glaring blood on the ground?

How could this make me leave?

Strangely, Tsuruta Ichiro didn't say anything, tacitly agreeing with the restaurant manager's opinion.

The people upstairs were all looking at Lin Feng, but Lin Feng remained seated and motionless. His senses scanned the area around the restaurant, and he noticed many dark figures. He quickly searched for a place to hide near the restaurant.

Yes, the restaurant owner wants me to leave the building. There are already people outside, and as soon as I step out of the door, all sorts of attacks will begin.

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't move, the restaurant owner waved to the tall, burly man who was following him.

The man immediately took out a pair of silver ingots from his pocket, held them in his hands, and presented them to the shopkeeper.

The restaurant manager took the silver ingot with a smile on his face and gently placed it on the table in front of Lin Feng.

"This is compensation for the restaurant's poor service. Please accept it. And please leave as soon as possible."

Lin Feng surveyed the restaurant and found them strange. Could it be that he couldn't be killed in this restaurant?

Why do they insist on making me leave before they take action?

I'm not going out then.

"Huang San".

He beckoned to Huang San, who was still sitting on the floor, and asked him to come over.

Huang San was already terrified and was still in a state of shock and anxiety, unable to recover.

Hearing Lin Feng call him, he used the stool next to him to stand up.

With trembling legs, she finally moved to Lin Feng's side.

Lin Feng pointed to the silver ingots on the table, indicating that he should put them away, and then waved his hand, telling him to leave quickly.

Huang San turned his head with difficulty and looked at the people in the building. Everyone was staring at him expressionlessly.

Fortune favors the bold, Huang San gritted his teeth and reached out to put the two silver ingots into his pocket.

After all, one of these would cost around ten taels of silver, so two would be twenty taels—a considerable fortune. It's a pity Zhang Liu is dead...

Without thinking twice, he nodded to Lin Feng, turned around and ran towards the stairs.

Lin Feng watched him go down the stairs, but he didn't know if he could leave here alive and return to the dock.

The restaurant owner was surprised to find that Lin Feng had started pouring wine again, his movements slow and deliberate, and he even ate some food, clearly not wanting to leave.

"If you don't leave now, your safety cannot be guaranteed."

His tone began to turn threatening.

Lin Feng picked up his wine cup, glanced at everyone with a look of disdain and arrogance, and casually poured the wine from the cup into his mouth.

The restaurant owner gave an awkward smile, took a few steps back, and increased the distance between them.

The tall, burly man standing to one side kicked up a straight knife on the ground, grabbed it, took a step forward, raised the knife high above his head, and slashed it forcefully at Lin Feng.

His movements were fluid and swift, and his imposing aura was overwhelming. Lin Feng immediately felt the chilling wind of the blades all around him, and realized that no matter which direction he dodged, he could not escape the range of the opponent's blades.

I knew he was a master of the knife, but unfortunately, he was only a master in the secular world. Compared to the cultivation techniques of a reclusive sect, he was still more than one level weaker.

The tall, strong man chopped off a corner of the table with his straight knife, but then fell sideways to the floor next to the table.

He smashed the wooden stool next to the table, then lay down on the floor and stopped moving.

A moment later, red blood appeared on his neck, wriggling and spreading outwards like earthworms.

The restaurant owner stood there speechless, his mouth agape.

He knew his bodyguard's skill level; he estimated that his swordsmanship was among the top three in the entire Fu'an Prefecture.

Yet he still couldn't withstand the opponent's knife.

It should have been a single strike. The restaurant owner practiced his sword skills in his spare time, and he seemed to see a flash of light in front of Lin Feng, or perhaps Lin Feng didn't move at all. In any case, he wasn't entirely sure.

This further enhances Lin Feng's mystique.

No wonder the hot-tempered Tsuruta Ichiro didn't lash out on the spot, but waited for reinforcements. It turns out this person was too powerful and had already frightened this troublemaker of Fuan Prefecture.

Tsuruta Ichiro became even more certain that this guy in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to mess with, and he needed to find a way to extricate himself from the situation.

Tsuruta Cho leaned against the table. She could see clearly that Lin Feng's knife was fast, but not fast enough to surprise her or exceed her tolerance.

As Lin Feng sheathed his sword and reached for the wine cup, the broken sword suddenly leaped with great force, darting from his waist to his chest.

Before Lin Feng could react, he felt a heavy object hit his chest, and his body tumbled off the wooden stool, scraping against the wooden floorboards as he slid backward until he crashed into the restaurant wall before finally coming to a stop.

"Damn it!" Lin Feng felt a churning in his chest and abdomen, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

I was careless and underestimated this little girl in front of me.

Lin Feng sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, staring blankly at Tsuruta Cho in front of the table.

Even more surprised than Lin Feng was Tsuruta Cho.

The hammer in his hand was a treasure his father had secretly taken from the sect and given to him for self-defense.

My father repeatedly warned me that this item should not be used unless absolutely necessary.

Tsuruta Cho thought Lin Feng was quite capable, but not so capable that he would make her back down.

Her real motive was to show off in front of Ichiro Tsuruta.

Only by using this self-defense hammer could they catch Lin Feng off guard and kill him in one fell swoop while everyone else was still in a daze.

Tsuruta Cho secretly tested it, and even her master could be hit by the hammer in his arms if he didn't take special precautions.

Tsuruta Cho's master was a high-ranking elder in the sect, second only to her father, and was a prominent figure among the many hidden sects.