Starforce Warriors

Chapter 11: Why Did You Have To Force Me

On the side, Zhong Ling was suddenly trembling with fear at this unexpected change. She was like a tender seedling in a greenhouse. She had been too sheltered by Zhong Yuanshan. She rarely dealt with gang-related matters and had never encountered such a scene, so she was completely at a loss.

"You guys really can't wait," Li Xiaofei sighed as he calmly said, "I'll give you a chance. Put away your swords. We’ll first handle the former president's funeral properly, and discuss the rest later.”

"Puit," Zhong Yang spat to the side. "Give us a chance? But I don't want to give you a chance today."

Zhong Yuanbo also sneered, "No one can save you today, I'm going to clean the house for the Cloudy Sky Gang... Kill him."

Swish swish swish.

Four swords glinted in the morning air as they flew at Li Xiaofei. He didn’t even glance at them as he threw a punch.

Boom!

His Qi surged. The swords were repelled by an invisible force and sent flying back.

"Ahhh!" Four swordsmen were struck by the blades and fell screaming.

Huh?

Zhong Yuanbo had been confident, but his expression slightly changed. That punch had been of the second stage at the very minimum.

“Li Xiaofei broke through to the Second Qi Realm? Well, it’s still just the second stage. The situation is still under control,” Zhong Yuanbo muttered to himself.

He sneered coldly, "Heh, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant. You've been hiding your true strength. Well, it seems like I’ll have to personally kill you."

He stepped forward. His starforce circulated, forming a faint silver glow on his body. The third stage put Zhong Yuanbo as one of the top experts in the slums. As he circulated his starforce, the air around Zhong Yuanbo's body formed swirling vortices that caused visible distortions. A faint pressure permeated the surroundings.

"I really didn't want to disturb the president's spirit in heaven," Li Xiaofei's face showed a hint of helplessness as he sighed. "But... you foolish waste, why did you have to force me?"

Li Xiaofei no longer hesitated and immediately attacked with the Vajra Thunderous Strike. His body was like lightning and his punch sounded like thunder. In an instant, his fist was buried in Zhong Yuanbo's abdomen.

Crack.

The latter didn't even react. His starforce vortex was shattered, and he curled up like a shrimp as he fell to his knees. The room instantly quieted as everyone started in dumbfounded amazement.

"Ahhhh!" Zhong Yuanbo spat out stomach acid. He let out an unbelievable howl from the depths of his throat as he knelt, "You... how... can you... be so strong?"

That punch had been too terrifying. He hadn’t been able to dodge or even defend against it.

How is this the second stage?! He’s probably at no less than the fourth stage!

"My first principle in life is that I’ll kill whoever tries to kill me," Li Xiaofei said as he grabbed Zhong Yuanbo's head and dragged him to the coffin. He forced him to bow by pressing his head down. "My master has just passed, but as his nephew, you are hastily causing trouble and showing no filial piety."

"As a Hall Master of the Cloudy Sky Gang, you only think of power struggles at this critical moment of life and death, harming the interests of the gang and showing no loyalty. Someone as disloyal and unfilial as you wanting to kill me deserves to be wiped out with one punch. But you are my master's nephew, so for the sake of my master's spirit in heaven..." Li Xiaofei paused slightly, seemingly contemplating how to handle the situation.

Zhong Yuanbo had been extremely frightened, but when he heard this, he felt a sudden relief. It seemed like he might survive.

Li Xiaofei, although you’ve gotten stronger, you're still the same foolish and soft-hearted person. If you spare me today, I'll find an opportunity to obliterate you completely in the future.

But Li Xiaofei continued, "... I'll leave you with an intact corpse."

Zhong Yuanbo's pupils suddenly contracted. He was shocked by the decision. Shouldn't he have been forgiven after all that buildup?

"No no no, Master Li!" Zhong Yuanbo panicked, pleading hurriedly, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have schemed against you or contested for the position of president."

Zhong Yuanbo desperately begged, "You'll be the president of the Cloudy Sky Gang from now on. Spare me, and I'll be your dog."

"The position of president?" Li Xiaofei shook his head. "I'm not interested in that."

"This is just a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..." Zhong Yuanbo said.

"It's not a misunderstanding," Li Xiaofei said, "But even if I'm not interested in it, you can't snatch it. Moreover, I don't like dogs."

Crack.

Li Xiaofei snapped his neck with a quick twist of his wrist and Zhong Yuanbo’s body fell limp in front of the coffin. Li Xiaofei wouldn't give a ruthless and cunning conspirator like him a chance to turn the tables. Killing him was the most convenient option. Then, he looked at the swordsmen around him.

"Aren't you going to back off?" asked Li Xiaofei as his gaze swept over them like a blade. "Do you want to force me to slaughter my own brothers?"

The swordsmen looked at each other in fear. When they glanced at the four motionless bodies on the ground and the hall master with his broken neck, they chose to retreat.

The smile on Zhong Yang's face had gradually turned into fear. Even Zhong Yuanbo, who was at the third stage, had been so easily defeated. The swordsmen he had arranged for were nothing but amateurs. What should he do now?

"Come here and kneel," Li Xiaofei said, pointing at the coffin.

Thump.

Trembling with fear, Zhong Yang obediently approached the coffin and knelt.

"Brother-in-law, please don't kill me," he pleaded, shaking with fear.

"What did you just call me?" Li Xiaofei furrowed his brow slightly.

"My father left a will before he died, stating that Zhong Ling will marry you after she graduates. From now on, she's your fiance..." Zhong Yang smiled obsequiously, quickly trying to please Li Xiaofei. "Hehe, brother-in-law, we're family now. You wouldn't kill me, would you?"

Oh? There's such a will?

Li Xiaofei looked at Zhong Ling. At that moment, she happened to meet his eyes for a moment before quickly lowering her gaze. That one instant was all Li Xiaofei needed to sense the resentment, fear, and resistance in Zhong Ling's eyes. There was no shyness or joy. He instantly understood her feelings towards him.

Smack.

He slapped Zhong Yang across the face. "My teacher never said such words. You remembered it wrong,"

Zhong Ling abruptly lifted her head upon hearing this, her expression astonished.