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Just as the seasoned pervert reached out to grab the most conspicuous piece of lingerie, his fingers almost touching it, he suddenly retracted his hand. With a gentle blow, Xiao Yefeng noticed a thick white mist spewing from the pervert's mouth. This mist gathered on the balcony, refusing to disperse, and ultimately condensed on a thin thread as fine as a cow's hair, hidden in a dark corner.
Xiao Yefeng silently praised the display. He thought to himself that indeed, it was the illustrious Huaxia people who produced such talents. This technique, known as Qilin Spitting Mist, he had only seen in the memories left by his father; he never expected to witness it live today. However, it was precisely because of this Qilin Spitting Mist that Xiao Yefeng confirmed the origins of this seasoned pervert.
He felt fortunate to have returned to Huaxia. Just after being released from prison, he realized it was already around three in the morning. To think that right after his release, he would encounter such a battle of wits involving the Mechanism Sect.
Indeed, both the person who set this trap and the seasoned pervert attempting to break it were inheritors of the ancient Huaxia sect known as Mechanism Sect. Xiao Yefeng wasn't sure if the trap setter's lineage was authentic, but it was clear that the one breaking the formation was a genuine descendant of Mechanism Sect; after all, Qilin Spitting Mist was not a common inherited ability.
Relying on Qilin Spitting Mist, this seasoned pervert had managed to disable all hidden traps. As expected, his thieving heart stirred with desire; after severing the last fine thread, he reached for the lingerie before him. Based on calculations, this black sheer lingerie belonged to Liu Yiyi, who stood at about one meter seventy tall. However, Xiao Yefeng had promised his captain that after finding his sister, he would not allow anyone with ill intentions towards her.
A man's promise is worth more than gold. At that moment, as the seasoned pervert extended his hand toward his captain's sister's personal belongings, Xiao Yefeng admired the thieving techniques of Mechanism Sect but prioritized protecting his captain's sister even more. It was time for him to take action.
Compared to the fully armed Perverted Thief, Xiao Yefeng was at a disadvantage without any weapons. However, he held an absolute advantage due to his position; as they say, strength comes from the ground up. The thief could move freely in mid-air but would inevitably have to land for combat. Once on solid ground, Xiao Yefeng believed he could handle this pervert.
Looking around, Xiao Yefeng found that Villa No. 3 was excessively clean—almost devoid of anything useful. The only potential weapon was a mop located at the side of the balcony. Although it was less than thirty centimeters away from him, reaching for it would reveal his presence. If discovered, this pervert could easily escape through a hole in the window—something Xiao Yefeng wanted to avoid at all costs.
After some contemplation, he decided to use the Silver Needle he carried with him. However, Xiao Yefeng truly did not want to resort to using it unless absolutely necessary; after all, there were risks involved! Just then, the pervert was about to seize what Xiao Yefeng deemed unacceptable. In a swift motion, he flicked out a Silver Needle that glinted in the moonlight and pierced through the lingerie just as it was about to be grabbed by the Perverted Thief. The sudden movement startled the thief; seizing that moment of distraction, Xiao Yefeng grabbed the mop and swung it towards the thief's waist.
"Hiss!" The thief cursed and attempted to flee outside. However, before he could escape, Xiao Yefeng's mop handle struck an inconspicuous buckle on his belt.
With a "clack!" sound, the thief fell onto the balcony with all his gear still on him. At that moment, he had no idea how his belt had come undone so suddenly; now it dangled precariously from the ceiling above.
He felt as if victory was within reach when suddenly everything shifted. His instincts kicked in and prompted him to escape immediately. But at that very moment, a mop swung towards him from below. After feeling a sharp pain in his waist, he realized that his expensive tactical belt purchased abroad had been completely unfastened. This sudden loss of support caused him to fall alongside the mop.
In the moment of landing, Xiao Yefeng lunged directly onto the Perverted Thief, and they instantly became entangled in a struggle. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng seized the advantage, using a mop to sweep at the weak loop of the tactical belt, causing it to loosen. This was a skill he had honed over years of using such tactical belts, as prolonged use often exposed one to dangerous situations.
Sometimes, the sturdiness of a tactical belt could save your life; other times, it could be the very thing that costs you your life. Those who used them for long periods knew there was an emergency release point on the tactical belt. Relying on this knowledge, Xiao Yefeng quickly unfastened the Lingerie Thief's tactical belt, causing him to fall from the ceiling.
Taking advantage of the Lingerie Thief's descent, Xiao Yefeng pounced on him like a fierce tiger. However, it became evident that the Lingerie Thief was no ordinary person. A normal individual falling from the second floor would need time to recover even if they weren't injured, yet the Lingerie Thief managed to roll and evade Xiao Yefeng's attack. But Xiao Yefeng had prepared for this moment; he couldn't afford to let him escape.
Although the Lingerie Thief moved swiftly, he was still struck by Xiao Yefeng's right hand. However, the intense movement reignited the pain in Xiao Yefeng's meridians that Mei Yulou had suppressed earlier. As a result, he instinctively reduced his strength by forty percent when his palm connected with the Lingerie Thief's waist, merely slowing down his rise.
Gritting his teeth, Xiao Yefeng transformed his palm into a claw, his eagle-like fingers gripping the Lingerie Thief's tactical vest. Yet due to his injuries, he quickly lost the advantage he had gained. The Lingerie Thief stood up, and under the moonlight, his right leg visibly tensed—not for a step but to gather power for a thunderous strike.
Seeing this movement from the Lingerie Thief, Xiao Yefeng realized that once that kick was unleashed, it would be devastating. However, he couldn't let go of his grip on the vest; the Lingerie Thief was waiting for him to fearfully release it. If he did let go, it would be disastrous; but if he held on tight, that kick would lose much of its force.
"Come here!" Xiao Yefeng roared in anger, ignoring the sharp pain in his right shoulder as veins bulged on his wrist. In that split second before the Lingerie Thief could kick out, he yanked him closer, eliminating distance and significantly weakening the leg attack.
Indeed, the Lingerie Thief hadn't anticipated such strength from Xiao Yefeng; this pull rendered his charged right leg ineffective. Clearly unwilling to sit idly by now that this meddler had pulled him close, the Lingerie Thief decided to take action.
As he was being pulled in, he swiftly drew a dagger strapped to his leg. Realizing that if his opponent produced a weapon while already injured, Xiao Yefeng would completely lose his advantage. With distance closed in, Xiao Yefeng crouched slightly and charged towards the Lingerie Thief's chest with his left shoulder in a move reminiscent of a black bear crashing into a mountain. Simultaneously, he swung his left fist down onto the Lingerie Thief's right leg where the dagger was secured.
"Bang!" The impact of his fist collided with bone first before his shoulder slammed into the thief's chest, sending him flying.
"Cough cough!" The Lingerie Thief struggled to rise from where he had been knocked down among shattered flower pots. He coughed incessantly and felt extremely uncomfortable as if a large volume of air had suddenly filled his lungs at that moment when he was struck—just as he had inhaled deeply.
Despite enduring both a collision and a punch, a fifteen-centimeter dagger now appeared in the Lingerie Thief's hand. Realizing there was no way to avoid confrontation any longer, he pivoted and used his leg bone to block Xiao Yefeng’s punch aimed at the dagger while simultaneously preparing to counterattack.
On the other side, Xiao Yefeng looked at the long tear in his clothing and couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. Fortunately, his years of experience had come to his aid. Just as his shoulder collided with the chest of the Lingerie Thief, Xiao Yefeng sensed a flash of cold light in front of him. He instinctively retracted his strength and attempted to pull back, but it was too late; a sharp dagger had already carved a crescent arc across his chest. Just like that, Xiao Yefeng's only piece of clothing was ruined.
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