Transformed into Hyper Zetton, the school beauty was terrified in the second playthrough.

"Oh? You're Ning'er's cousins?" Qin Liefeng, like a smiling tiger, looked at Lin Chengfeng and Lin Xingtong with a grin.

Those eyes deliberately revealed an air of superiority, showing utter contempt for Lin Chengfeng and his companion.

In fact, in Lin Chengfeng's view, that was the kind of temperament only nouveau riche had.

"Lin Chengfeng! My fiancé is a renowned combatant in Sacred Heart Base City! Kneel down and apologize right now!"

"If you are sincere, I might let Lie Feng spare your lives," Luo Yuening said jokingly, linking arms with Qin Lie Feng.

"elder brother…"

Lin Xingtong frowned, her heart filled with a pent-up anger.

The lives of the lower classes in Sacred Heart Base City are not good. The law explicitly prohibits combatants from fighting in public places and harming civilians.

But if it were actually done, the higher-ups would simply turn a blind eye and wouldn't care at all.

To avoid such pointless conflicts, Lin Xingtong never goes to the Upper City District lightly.

I never expected to have such bad luck today.

"Hehe, darling, how can we let a country bumpkin kneel down and apologize in front of everyone?" Qin Liefeng put on a magnanimous appearance.

Then he said, "Okay, my leather shoes are a bit dirty. You can kneel down and use your clothes to wipe the stains clean for me, and we'll call it even."

"you!"

Lin Xingtong gritted her teeth in anger and stepped forward to argue, but Lin Chengfeng suddenly grabbed her sister's hand.

"elder brother…"

Lin Xingtong turned her head to look at Lin Chengfeng and found that his smile remained unchanged, without any fear or nervousness showing.

"Leave this to me. Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yuening scoffed disdainfully: "How dare a mere commoner spout such boastful words? Aren't you ashamed?"

Luo Yuening's loud shouts attracted the attention of many passersby.

"Is that Qin Liefeng, the Flame Fist Master from Flamefire Academy?"

"Flame Fist is notoriously ruthless; those who oppose him end up with nothing but ashes!"

"The kid who messed with him was lucky; he only got to shine shoes. It's best to end this kind of thing as soon as possible, so he might be able to get away unscathed."

Listening to the conversation among passersby, Lin Xingtong's heart leaped into her throat.

"Brother, how about we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Chengfeng moved.

He lifted his foot and stepped directly on Qin Liefeng's leather shoes!

He rubbed the shoes back and forth under the astonished gazes of the crowd, covering the shiny black leather shoes with a thick layer of dust.

"Holy crap! He's a warrior!"

"Holy crap! He's blocked his own only way out! This guy's a real genius!"

"Brother!" Lin Xingtong exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth.

Luo Yuening was dumbfounded.

"Lin Chengfeng! How dare you openly provoke a combatant?!"

Lin Chengfeng laughed: "What? Didn't you say you were going to shine his shoes? They're pretty white now, aren't they?"

Seeing his expensive black leather shoes turned into white sneakers, Qin Liefeng's forehead veins bulged, and his eyes were so cold they could freeze a person to death.

"You worthless wretch! Since you've chosen to end your life, I'll send you to meet the King of Hell."

His right fist burst into flames and smashed towards Lin Chengfeng's head.

Lin Xingtong's face turned deathly pale, and she almost screamed, "Brother! Watch out!!"

Before he finished speaking, the flaming fist was already in front of Lin Chengfeng, but stopped abruptly when it was only ten centimeters away from his face.

Judging from Qin Liefeng's expression of holding back his poop, it's clear he didn't hold back.

The fist was blocked by something.

Amidst the shocked expressions of the younger sister and the onlookers, they saw Lin Chengfeng raise his little finger, blocking the advance of Yan Quan.

"He... he actually blocked the Flame Fist attack?!"

"He's also a combatant? And his rank isn't lower than Qin Liefeng's!"

Feeling the heat emanating from the flames of the Fiery Fist before him, Lin Chengfeng sighed in disappointment: "The temperature of this flame isn't even as high as a lighter. Is that all you've got?"

Qin Liefeng's face turned ashen.

He was well aware of the power of the Flame Fist; it could pierce even a ten-centimeter-thick steel plate in an instant.

But now?

Lin Chengfeng blocked the Fiery Fist with a single finger. Not only did it ignore the scorching heat, but even the strength to lift an elephant could not break through the barrier of his finger.

"You...you're a combatant? How is that possible?!" Luo Yuening's face twisted with rage and jealousy.

Why is Lin Chengfeng allowed to be a combatant?

What makes her better than her fiancé?

The seeds of jealousy took root and sprouted. Lin Chengfeng sensed the murderous intent emanating from her, directed not only at him but also at Lin Xingtong.

Lin Chengfeng's eyes immediately turned cold.

This stuff needs to be dealt with as soon as possible!

At that moment, the piercing sound of police sirens rang out.

Ten B-level combatants flooded into the clothing store, while an A-level combatant exuded immense pressure.

Lin Chengfeng was unaffected, while Qin Liefeng's face grew increasingly pale, and the flames on his fist instantly went out.

"Fighting is prohibited in public places! You two come with me!" The gruff voice echoed throughout the mall.

A middle-aged man with a square face appeared in the clothing store.

"The Minister of the Guard, Thunder King, an A-level combatant!" a bystander exclaimed.

The Thunder King glanced at the onlookers and said, "Hmph, those who are not involved, leave immediately."

His electrifying aura dissipated slightly, and the onlookers instantly vanished.

Qin Liefeng gritted his teeth in resentment.

You want to make me look bad, huh?

You're just a country bumpkin, I can't do anything to you, but the higher-ups can't handle you?!

A cold glint flashed in Qin Liefeng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Lin Chengfeng apologized to his sister, "I'm sorry, Xingtong, our shopping trip has to end for now. I'll be in jail for a while."

As they spoke, Lin Chengfeng operated his phone in his pocket, sending a message to Gu Wanxue to ask her to bail him out.