Dying Like a Worm
Lena frowned and threw the rope directly at Liu Feng to attract his attention. Then, she turned around and delivered a spinning kick to Liu Feng's abdomen. However, with a cracking sound, Lena felt a pain in her foot and instinctively pulled her foot back, losing her balance and falling forward.
"Hey, woman, your thoughts are really easy to guess." There, on Liu Feng's abdomen, a piece of iron transformed into a line of ink-written characters floating in the air, "Extremely sharp longsword."
With a flick of his wrist, a flash of light appeared, and Lena's right arm flew off. Liu Feng raised his knee and met Lena's head head head-on. The long sword in his hand turned into ink again, forming a line of words. "A sturdy shield."
The shield appeared out of thin air, blocking the bullet fired from the mayor's musket, and turned into ink again. Lena's face, contorted from the impact, fell in front of Liu Feng.
"The head, isn't it? See, you guessed right again." Liu Feng stepped on Lena's face, ink floating around him. He looked at the mayor, who was raising his gun to reload, with malice and continued, "So let me guess, where will you shoot me next?"
"Continue with the head, or rather the heart or abdomen." The ink beside Liu Feng wriggled and transformed into words: Tough Iron Chains.
The chain turned, and as the gunshot rang out, blood began to flow. Liu Feng began to laugh maniacally. The chain was wrapped around Lena's neck. As Liu Feng lifted the chain, he lifted half of Lena's body, and a bullet hole was clearly visible on her forehead.
"Nice, you guessed right again. So you shot me in the thigh because I stepped on your daughter?" Liu Feng grabbed the chain and shook it twice, laughing, "Then, dear mayor, how does it feel to shoot your own daughter?"
"You bastard!!" The mayor's hands trembled as he prepared to load the gun, but he saw the man approaching step by step with a malicious smile, the iron chain in his hand dragging Lena's corpse across the ground.
"Look at how miserable your daughter is! I'm dragging her body along, and she has such a huge hole in her forehead." Liu Feng freed one hand and pointed to his own head, saying, "Why don't you aim your next shot at my head? Look, right here, I promise I won't dodge!"
"Mayor, please calm down..." Father Philip shouted, but the mayor had already pulled the trigger.
Liu Feng, bent over, bullets whizzing past him, his face full of mockery, the iron chain in his hand turning to ink again. Liu Feng straightened up once more and walked towards the town mayor. "Hey, you actually believe the enemy? How does it feel to be fooled by me? Aren't you filled with unvented sorrow and anger? Look at that, your daughter is like a pitiful worm, fooled to death by me like this."
"Why don't you go down and keep her company?" Liu Feng approached the town mayor, then fell to the ground again as if he had fallen, dodging the musket thrown by the mayor. The ink in his hand transformed into words, quickly changing into a long sword, which slashed at the mayor's foot, splitting his entire right foot in two.
Liu Feng then rolled to the side, dodging a shot. He only saw the dwarf holding a gun and looking at him. The dwarf got up from the ground and brushed the dust off his body as if he didn't see the two black-clothed men rushing towards him.
"That was really dangerous, they almost hit me." Liu Feng said, and suddenly a wooden door appeared in front of him. The two black-clothed men who rushed over crashed into the wooden door. Before they could react, the wooden door turned into ink writing and transformed into a long knife in Liu Feng's hand.
The two men collapsed, clutching their throats, their blood splattering all over Liu Feng. At this moment, Liu Feng said nothing more, his face filled with the cold indifference of someone crushing an insect. He picked up his knife and walked towards the dwarf who had just finished reloading.
"You hold him off, I'll summon another batch of Black Fog Beast!" Father Philip said, somewhat breathless, as he quickly went to the figure and chanted strange incantations, causing black mist to rise from the river.
The town mayor, seeing his daughter's gruesome corpse, roared and charged towards Liu Feng with his massive body. Judging from his appearance, he would have smashed through even a wooden door in front of him and crushed that damned bastard into mincemeat.
Hearing the town mayor's angry roar, Liu Feng did not stop. With a slight smile, he continued walking towards the dwarf. His leisurely demeanor made the dwarf even more hesitant to fire, after all, this bastard had been able to accurately detect where he was being aimed and easily block the shot.
"Come on, shoot me. Have some confidence. Someone with a physical defect like you should do it even more," Liu Feng said seductively. Then he suddenly stopped and retreated. The dwarf was startled but still didn't dare to fire.
"They're really cautious." Liu Feng held out a hand to the town mayor who was about to rush over, ink gathering in his palm. He looked at the dwarf with a malicious smirk and said, "Do you think I'll kill your master in one go? Want to stop all this? Then shoot!"
The dwarf was drenched in sweat, his hand gripping the gun trembling. A jumble of thoughts raced through his mind: to shoot or not to shoot? Would shooting cause even more serious consequences? Would not shooting, as the dwarf had claimed, truly kill the master instantly?
As the ink in his hand changed, Liu Feng seemed confident, his steps never faltering. With a mocking smile, he looked at the dwarf whose hands were trembling, his mocking gaze piercing the dwarf's heart.
But hearing the master's angry shouts, seeing the young lady's tragic corpse not far away, and Liu Feng's unfathomable expression, the dwarf's courage to fire the gun quickly diminished, and he even released the trigger. Then he saw the ink blob turn into a steel bar.
The mayor, charging like a bull, had a steel bar pressed against his neck and pierced through it. No matter how fierce he had been before, it was all for naught. Life is so fragile. A person blinded by rage can only die miserably under the pitiful gaze of their opponent.
"Hehehe, you missed it!" Liu Feng laughed maniacally, his body falling to the side from the impact of the steel bars. But the dwarf who could have killed him with a single shot had released the trigger, missing his best chance.
The steel bars turned into ink. The mayor clutched his neck and tried to crawl toward Liu Feng, but his injuries wouldn't give him much time. His body fell limply to the ground, looking at Liu Feng laughing maniacally, dying with deep resentment.
"What, you want to shoot me? You've already missed your best chance!" Liu Feng seemed unconcerned that the dwarf had put his hand on the trigger again, and stood up from the ground, walking to the other side.
"Damn it, I'll never believe your lies again!" the dwarf shouted angrily, pulling the trigger.
Liu Feng, however, ducked first, and the bullet struck Father Philip, who was summoning the Black Fog Beast.