"": 200, "": "", "": "He Gui hadn't shouted for Luo Feng to stop, but for Chen Zhi to back away.
That alone said something!
Luo Feng's hand moved.
He thrust forward without warning!
Chen Zhi hadn't moved at first. Then his expression changed in a flash, and he stumbled backward in panic, clapping a hand over his chest, his face drained of color.
Blood bloomed on his chest like a vivid, dazzling red flower.
Luo Bin was equally shocked and stunned.
The fact that Luo Feng had acted already moved him.
But had Luo Feng really plunged that knife in?
That was downright terrifying!
Luo Feng's hand was steady, as unshakable as a mountain.
It was as though that was exactly how deep he intended to stab, not half an inch farther.
"You want to kill me! Motherfucker! You want to kill me! Luo Feng, I'll! I'll..."
Chen Zhi still clutched his chest, drawing a pointed knife with his other hand.
But compared with Luo Feng, his presence was pitiful. He looked like a dog with its hackles raised.
His curses sounded like frantic barking.
"If I'd wanted to stab you to death, you'd already be dead. You told me to try stabbing you. How could I refuse?"
"Two inches. I only pierced the flesh between your ribs, not your heart."
"You knew perfectly well Xiao Shan's shoulder was wounded, and you deliberately jabbed his wound. What gives you the right to be so aggressive? Xiao Shan told us not to eat the Two-Legged Sheep because he thought there was something strange about them. He was giving his opinion."
Luo Feng spoke a little more than he usually did.
But his expression was colder than usual.
Extreme anger could make a person even calmer.
His words silenced