Top-class Bodyguard

"Boss Debri."

Ren Feng smiled as he spoke, with Moore and the others behind him, all holding guns aimed at Ren Feng.

Yet Ren Feng didn't show any fear. He greeted them, glanced at the empty sofa, and sat down directly, smiling at Debri and the others.

His gaze swept over Debri and then moved to Derek: "And who is this?"

"You don't need to know," Debri said coldly. "Aren't you here to make a deal with me? Tell me, why is my life at stake?"

Ren Feng smiled slightly, with Moore and the others standing behind him, their guns ready and aimed at Ren Feng.

"It's simple, because of him." Ren Feng pointed at Derek. "This must be Derek, right?"

Derek's expression changed, and Debri suddenly stood up, staring intently at Ren Feng.

"Who are you?"

Derek asked sternly.

"Who am I?" Ren Feng smiled faintly. "Derek, I didn't expect a nobody like you to become a crucial pawn on the Western Europe chessboard. Tell me, what's the deal with Princess Lucia?"

At that moment, Derek's expression changed dramatically, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

The moment he shouted, Moore and the others instantly pulled the trigger, and the sound of gunfire rang out as they aimed at Ren Feng seated on the sofa, countless bullets flying toward him.

But in the next second, they were utterly shocked, as the bullets couldn't penetrate Ren Feng, stopping about half a meter away from him in the air, motionless.

Debri and the others watched in horror, as the bullets fell to the ground with clinking sounds.

Moore was startled, discarding his gun and grabbing a knife to stab at Ren Feng fiercely.

But the next second, he felt his wrist caught by an iron grip, his arm bones bending in an irregular angle, and then the knife drove into his own chest.

Pfft!

Moore's eyes widened, and Ren Feng casually tossed him aside as if he were rubbish.

The others tried to act, but felt an invisible, terrifying force slam against them, pinning them to the wall, knocking them unconscious.

"Clearly, in this situation, you have no other choice." Ren Feng stood up, his tone indifferent, and walked directly toward Derek.

"Wh-What are you going to do?"

Derek asked in extreme panic, and the next second he felt his collar grabbed and himself slammed onto the table.

Debri stood there, unsure what to do.

"Speak! Where is Princess Lucia?"

"I-I don't know!"

Derek tried to struggle, but Ren Feng's eyes flashed coldly. He looked up afar, his right hand suddenly stretched, and several billiard cues flew over.

One cue snapped in half, and Ren Feng ruthlessly stabbed it into Derek's shoulder.

Crack!

Shoulder bone shattered!

"Ah!"

Derek screamed, while Debri watched the scene in shock, suddenly shouting, "Stop!"

Ren Feng did not stop, plunging a second cue into Derek's right shoulder, rendering it utterly useless.

"You'd better stay quiet, unless this brother of yours gives me what I want, you won't survive either."

Ren Feng said calmly and looked at the screaming Derek: "Can you speak now?"

"I-I really don't know—"

Ren Feng's gaze flickered coldly, lifting him up entirely, his right hand pulling, driving a full billiard cue cruelly through his palm, piercing through the entire arm and emerging from the shoulder.

"Ah!"

Derek cried out, the feeling of his bones being forcibly squeezed and pierced by a foreign object made him wish he were dead rather than alive!

At this moment, two cues were embedded in Derek's shoulder, and his right hand was penetrated by a complete cue, with streams of blood flowing from several holes, blood dripping down the cue and onto the floor.

Debri's mind trembled, wanting to act—but Ren Feng's ruthless aura made his heart quiver inexplicably.

"Can you talk now?"

Ren Feng's tone remained calm.

Derek trembled as he looked at Ren Feng, his eyes filled with pain: "This matter, I-I'm just following orders, that's all."

He breathed heavily, stopping after each sentence.

"Who commanded you?" Ren Feng asked calmly.

"Louis Gate, Louis Gate instructed me to do this!"

Derek shouted.

Louis Gate?

Ren Feng's eyes flickered. What kind of bizarre force is this?

"How can I be sure if you're telling the truth or lying?"

Ren Feng said calmly.

"In my pocket, there's a paper from Louis Gate detailing this mission."

Ren Feng searched Derek's pocket and found a paper indeed showing his task was to drug Princess Lucia's wine and nothing more.

Ren Feng took out his phone and dialed Catherine.

"Catherine, check out Louis Gate, what kind of bizarre force is this."

"Okay."

After the call, Derek continued to groan in pain, his clothes soaked in blood, while Debri watched Ren Feng with fear.

"I-I told you, can you let me go?" Derek asked painfully.

"Sorry, no."

Ren Feng used a billiard cue, jabbing it into his chest, straight through the heart.

Derek's moaning stopped, and Debri's eyes flashed with anger, suddenly pulling out his gun to aim at Ren Feng.

Ren Feng lightly gestured, Debri's right hand bone suddenly cracked, breaking, and just as he was about to shoot, the gun was aimed at himself.

BANG!

Debri's eyes widened, falling into a pool of blood.

Ren Feng showed no sympathy, maintaining his calm demeanor, and walked out of the room.

His speed was swift; within moments, he left the bar and entered an alley. However, at that moment, a deep voice rang in his ear, "Breaking promises, that's uncharacteristic of a gentleman."

Ren Feng looked up to see two men standing on a rooftop ahead, dressed sharply in suits, with handsome but pale faces, seemingly shrouded in darkness.

"Spying and stalking others, hardly gentlemanly."

Ren Feng said calmly.

"No, for certain petty villains, stalking and spying is necessary."

The two men spoke, gracefully descending from the rooftop.

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