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Chapter 124 Imitating the Furniture City God of War

Upon seeing the small, dilapidated boat, Feng Nan's eyes lit up.

As a big fan of Jackie Chan's movies, countless scenes of Jackie Chan battling bad guys immediately flashed through her mind.

Having been influenced by the furniture god since childhood, Feng Nan has a special affinity for tables, chairs, and benches, especially when fighting, as they are much more convenient to use than daggers.

Feng Nan rushed towards the small boat without hesitation.

Without even leaving the door, he slipped through the window into the cabin. Standing inside, Feng Nan's eyes lit up.

Small but complete.

Despite its small size and dilapidated appearance, the cabin is fully equipped with tables, chairs, and benches.

If Uncle Long were here, he could take down as many as Bao Neng came, starting with a whole platoon.

Feng Nan believes that, having been influenced by Jackie Chan's movies since childhood, although he is not as good as Jackie Chan, he still has a strange confidence in taking on two opponents.

Feng Nan picked up a stool, twirled it in her hand, and then waved it forcefully.

Feng Nan smiled, a very happy smile.

This stool is really easy to use.

No wonder Uncle Jackie Chan likes it so much.

Shortly after, footsteps could be heard outside the cabin.

Feng Nan instinctively gripped the stool tighter.

They watched the cabin door intently, on high alert.

Feng Nan knew that the two guys had caught up with them.

But this time, she won't run away.

She wanted to be like Uncle Long, using the furniture in the cabin to beat the pursuers to a pulp.

wow-

The cabin's somewhat rotten wooden doors were violently kicked open from the outside, and two burly men entered the cabin.

Seeing Feng Nan holding a stool and standing ready, the two were both stunned for a moment, and then they laughed loudly without any attempt to hide their laughter.

"Little girl, are you planning to knock me out with a stool, and then knock him out too?"

A burly man asked with amusement.

Another burly man burst into laughter.

Feng Nan smiled slightly: "Why not?"

"Hahaha--"

The two burst into laughter again.

Feng Nan didn't speak, but just looked at the two of them with a cold smile, thinking to himself, "Laugh, laugh. If you've ever watched a few of Uncle Jackie's movies, you won't be able to laugh. You'll be crying soon."

"Sixth Brother, go and bring her here."

The big man said with a chuckle.

The way he looked at Feng Nan was extremely lewd.

A lewd smile appeared on his face.

"okay!"

The man called Lao Liu grinned and responded, his eyes fixed on Feng Nan with the same lewd look as the previous man.

Feng Nan curled her lip, feeling disgusted.

He secretly made up his mind that he would teach the two of them the most painful lesson later.

The stool in their hands, and their skulls—one of them must be smashed today.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to quell Feng Nan's resentment.

The sixth brother, eager to fight, approached Feng Nan.

He kicked over a stool.

He drew a gleaming dagger from his waist.

"Little girl, put down your toy and come over to your uncle, or this dagger in your uncle's hand doesn't have eyes."

The sixth brother grinned lewdly, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked at Feng Nan, like a wolf that had been starving for a long time. He seemed to want to devour Feng Nan alive the next second and satisfy his desires.

"hehe--"

Feng Nan responded with a cold laugh.

She waved the stool in her hand at the sixth brother: "Come here, let's see if I don't hit you."

Feng Nan's threat not only failed to deter him, but instead excited Lao Liu even more.

The sixth brother chuckled, "This little girl is fierce, I like her!"

The sixth brother licked his lips at Feng Nan.

He whistled flippantly.

"Little beauty, your uncle is here!"

Old Six let out a strange cry and pounced on Feng Nan.

Feng Nan's expression turned cold as she seized the opportunity. She swung the dagger in her hand with all her might.

It went straight for Lao Liu's dog head and smashed it down.

"I'll smash you to death!"

Feng Nan muttered to himself.

Perhaps the sixth brother was blinded by desire.

Or perhaps thinking that the stool posed no threat to him, he didn't dodge or avoid it, and still lunged at Feng Nan.

He didn't even make a blocking motion.

He let the bench smash down on his head.

With his large hand, which wasn't holding a dagger, he reached for Feng Nan's chest.

Seeing Lao Liu's intention, a look of disgust flashed in Feng Nan's eyes. She slammed the stool at Lao Liu's head and then hurled it at the groping hand.

Feng Nan didn't want to be taken advantage of by Lao Liu.

Looking at Lao Liu's face, Feng Nan felt nauseous. If she were actually caught, even through her clothes, she would feel disgusted.

click-

The stool slammed into the groper's hand, making a cracking sound. The stool in Feng Nan's hand shattered into pieces instantly, while Lao Liu yelled repeatedly, clutching the groper's hand and happily spinning around in circles.

The stool in Feng Nan's hands unfortunately broke.

Fortunately, it was Lao Liu's groping hands...

It's probably disconnected now.

Feng Nan was very happy and applauded Lao Liu.

"Your howling is awful. Don't howl like that in your next life."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Nan grabbed another stool, jumped two meters high, and smashed the stool hard against Lao Liu's head.

Feng Nan used all his strength to press that bench; if it had been a sledgehammer, it would have been enough to split a monument in two.

wow-

The bench and Lao Liu's head bumped intimately.

It shattered into pieces again.

The sixth man's head was instantly bleeding profusely.

Blood gushed from his head, instantly staining Lao Liu's face as red as Guan Yu's.

The sixth brother let out a "howl," covered his head, squatted on the ground, and trembled uncontrollably.

He let out painful groans.

Feng Nan looked over and saw that a section of Lao Liu's crown had visibly caved in.

It's only because Lao Liu was trained to withstand beatings; if it were an ordinary person, they would have suffered a broken skull and would be knocked unconscious even if they didn't die.

The fact that the sixth brother can still wail is also a rare gift.

The sixth son's extraordinary talent ignited Feng Nan's murderous intent: "This boy is exceptionally talented; he must not be allowed to live!"

Feng Nan grabbed a stool and smashed it down on Lao Liu, who was squatting on the ground, without hesitation.

bang——

A muffled thud was heard, and Lao Liu's eyes rolled back as he collapsed to the ground, convulsing as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

Ears, nostrils, mouth—

Fresh blood continued to gush out.

It was clear that more air was being exhaled than being inhaled.

Feng Nan was afraid that Lao Liu wasn't quite dead.

He picked up the stool again and hit the sixth brother.

The bench could not withstand the weight and broke.

Old Liu was also exhausted from sobbing and lay down on the ground silently. Feng Nan guessed he was probably dead.

"Sixth!"

Everything happened so fast.

It wasn't until Lao Liu collapsed and couldn't get up that the other burly man reacted, wielding a machete and charging towards Feng Nan.

Faced with the whistling blade, Feng Nan leaned back and lay on the table, then rolled over, knocking the table over. The burly man's cleaver struck the table, the blade penetrating deep into the wood.

Upon seeing this, Feng Nan broke out in a cold sweat.

If that knife were to strike her—

The consequences are simply unimaginable.

They could probably chop the bones into pieces.

After a brief moment of surprise, Feng Nan came to her senses, picked up a stool leg, and smashed it hard against the big man's hand holding the knife.

The big man had witnessed the power of the stool, so he dared not easily try to test the power of the stool legs.

He immediately released his grip on the knife, but with his other hand, he clenched his fist and slammed it hard at Feng Nan.