Top Furious Doctor Soldier Chapter 131 The Waiting Soul-Reaper Messenger

"What does it mean? What live killing?"

"Is Xiaomin going to kill Liu Feng? What the f*ck! Murder is against the law!"

"How is Xiaomin going to kill Liu Feng? With the poison? Liu Feng seems to be poisoned. She is already explaining his symptoms..."

Liu Feng put down his gla.s.s, with the corner of his mouth showing a strange smile, just when followers watching the live show kept exploding the screen.

"Xiaomin, I can hear everything you say."

Liu Feng looked Xiaomin in the eye and said calmly, "Now, it's my turn to ask you. Do you have any difficulty hearing me now? Is your eyesight becoming blurred slowly?"

"Feng, you are really joking."

Xiaomin was also smiling, but she stopped smiling in a sudden. "This is impossible, why?"

At this very moment, the number of viewers watching Xiaomin's live program had already hit 50,000.

Followed by 50,000 fans, Xiaomin suddenly raised her hands and sw.a.n.g them before her eyes.

"You finally find out that your sense of sight started to weaken. Believe what I am saying now. You can only hear a low voice." Liu Feng proudly leaned on the sofa, cross-legged.

"No no, it's totally out of the question. How can this happen?" "Slap slap slap!"

Xiaomin panicked at this point. She slammed her face hard, but only found that her touch was also beginning to decline. "Liu Feng, what have you done on earth?"

Liu Feng lifted his right hand, exposing a silver needle between his index finger and thumb.

"Puff!"

Watched by over 50,000 fans, Liu Feng p.r.i.c.ked the needle into the lower half of Xiaomin's ear and said, "Now you've got your hearing back, and I'll explain to you in detail."

Xiaomin was looking more fl.u.s.tered and shocked.

"Hearing? Yes, I've really heard what you are saying. What have you done to me?" asked Xiaomin.

Liu Feng smilingly said, "Nothing except that I exchanged our gla.s.ses after you poured the wine."

"You... I was actually looking, how did you manage it?"

"It's quite simple. The most powerful martial art in the world is the quickest kind."

Liu Feng said calmly, "You've added in the red wine the King Cobra's venom, whose smell of astringency can be covered by red wine. However, I have too keen a sense of smell, therefore I still smell the poison."

Xiaomin was listening attentively, but her eyes were wandering, indicating that her sense of sight was ruined.

Liu Feng continued, "I have a master and my master has a dozen wives. His first wife taught me to do business, his second taught me poisoning, his third taught me medicine, his fourth taught me gambling, his fifth taught me marksmans.h.i.+p, his sixth taught me physiognomy, his seventh taught me driving, and his eighth..."

The more Xiaomin heard, the more she got stunned. In this way, wasn't Liu Feng omnipotent? She even thought that Liu Feng was talking nonsense. But really?

"In my eyes, your poisoning method is just as childish as that of a kindergarten child."

Liu Feng also said, "To talk about poisoning, I believe that I rank third in the world. The first is my master and his second wife together, and the second is one of my… friends, who even scared him when he was poisoning. And you, or all members from the Poison Martial Group, have just learned the ABC."

"How do you find out my ident.i.ty?" asked Xiaomin.

Liu Feng said with a smile, "I didn't flick through the photo alb.u.ms in your cellphone, but I played Honor of Kings, finding that your account name is '三1母Xiaomin', in which '三1母' is exactly the code of your Group, right?"

Xiaomin seemed exhausted at this point. She herself was sitting on the sofa opposite Liu Feng, losing brilliance in her face.

Liu Feng once again said, "In order to kill me, you should use the King Cobra's venom, with a high concentration, and I am afraid you have no antidote yourself?"

Speaking of this, Liu Feng checked the time, with his mouth showing a mocking sneer. "You've been poisoned for over ten minutes, and it will be too late even if you are sent to the hospital now and get the serum injected for detoxification."

Xiaomin looked grieved at this moment. "I admit I'm a loser that I fail to kill you. But I am also freed. Now I've paid back what I owe to the Poison Martial Group and my master. Yet I am a bit unwilling."

"What f*cking unwillingness?"

There was also a touch of sarcasm in Liu Feng's tone. "You guys from the Poison Martial Group have to kill three innocent persons to become outlaws before becoming members. Your f*cking Group should all go to the h.e.l.l."

You knew, Liu Feng and Xiaomin were exchanging words in the live show online.

At this point, the number of audience reached over 60,000. They were astounded upon hearing the words of Liu Feng.

"My G.o.d! How can there be such an evil group in modern society?"

"It's the end of the world for me. My most-loved Xiaomin turns out to be a member of the evil group. Why would that happen? Can I still believe in pretty women in future?"

"No, I'm going to report it to the police. I figure Xiaomin didn't join the evil group voluntarily. I' going help her out..."

The screen was bombarded by bullets again, and many viewers were emotionally overwhelmed. Who knew how many fans across the country who couldn't accept this fact threw their phones or computers at this time?

"Not like this."

Meanwhile, Xiaomin said loudly, "I didn't kill three persons. I didn't join the Poison Martial Group voluntarily. I owed it to my master and promised to kill you. I am just... Fine. There's no point in saying anything."

"What?"

Liu Feng's eyes revealed something special in a flash. "You mean, you killed n.o.body, apart from planning to kill me this time and presenting the live killing?"

"No." Xiaomin looked paler, and it seemed that her facial nerves were already paralyzed. "I have never killed anyone, and I even saved many lives with the poison. I didn't even think that I would meet an expert the first time I plotted a killing."

"Puff puff!"

Just after Xiaomin finished her words, Liu Feng's hands revealed two silver needles, and quickly stabbed Xiaomin... in two acupuncture points beyond description in her chest.

Xiaomin suddenly trembled. Her nervous system was greatly damaged after she was poisoned by the King Cobra' venom, so that she should only feel the slightest pain. However, she was extremely painful.

"Fortunately, I cured you without any delay, and you won't be dead."

After Liu Feng gave the acupuncture treatment, he said with a relaxed look, "I give you a chance. If you are willing to repent, I can help you out. You failed to kill me and almost lost your life, therefore you repaid your master, right?"

"Liu Feng, you don't have to comfort me. You also know that I used a concentrated King Cobra's poison. If I'm not injected with serum within ten minutes, I will have no way..."

"Are you accepting whatever life throws at you? But I've said that I could detoxicate, but I didn't say that I was going to cure you by injecting the serum. There are many ways in the eyes of an expert."

While speaking, Liu Feng's hands exposed a few more silver needles, which were quickly stabbed into Xiaomin's body.

Xiaomin's body would tremble every time the needle was inserted.

After a total of eleven needles, Xiaomin's already stiff face became vivid and her eyes refocused.

"You, you really can detoxicate?" Xiaomin's tone showed a hint of excitement, and at this time she had a feeling of being born fresh.

Liu Feng smilingly said, "All the friends who watched the live broadcast, now I speak for Xiaomin, this live show has a third unexpected thing, that is, the live killing becomes live saving."

After saying this, Liu Feng's hands exposed two more eight-inch golden needles.

"Puff puff!"

Shortly, the two golden needles were quickly pierced by Liu Feng into two big holes on Xiaomin's underbelly.

"Uh!"

Xiaomin voiced a m.u.f.fled humph out of control, but then her otherwise pretty yet somewhat pale face showed a healthy blush.

"The eight-inch needle is made of such precious medicine. I have wasted two for your body and feel I've somehow suffered losses today," Liu Feng said with a distressed face after needling.

Xiaomin felt her body more relaxed at this time. She failed to kill Liu Feng, and was saved by him instead, feeling all sorts of feelings. Then she couldn't help but say, "I won't let you suffer losses, and I will return your favor."

"There is no need to talk about paying back. Let's finish the live program now."

"Well, the live killing and live saving just now, in fact, are merely what I arranged with Mr. Liu Feng in advance to make everyone delighted. Now we're getting to the point."

The crisis of the live broadcast was easily resolved by two smart persons. Then they talked about football, martial arts, and the future of Chinese football...

At the end of the show, the number of viewers online reached over 100,000.

Finally, Xiaomin appealed to the fans to back the Technology University football team from which Liu Feng was, and a large number of enthusiasts said that they would go to watch the game of Technology University Football Team versus the Nandu Normal University Football Team.

Xiaomin sang a song, a time-honored yet meaningful song of Unforgettable Tonight when the live program came to an end. During the singing, the fans bought numerous gifts, therefore Xiaomin made a fortune.

Xiaomin, the popular anchorwoman of Lele Video, disappeared from that very night. Just as she said, the special interview with Liu Feng was her last live show.

But since then, in the Netherworld, a super-group of the western underground world, there came a waiting soul-reaper messenger, a glamorous Death Messenger in the suns.h.i.+ne—Xiaomin!

The next day, the Technology University football team entered the stadium for adaptive training.

And on the same day, the Nandu Normal University Football Team, the first opponent of the Technology University team in the qualification match, also came.