Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

Ye Ziyun stood up, pointed at Ling Feng, her lips trembling:

"One and a half million? You might as well kill me! I don't have that much money!"

"You have it!" Ling Feng calmly tapped the table, looking as if he had Ye Ziyun completely under his control.

"Your savings are at least 1.5 million; you can't fool me about that."

Ye Ziyun, her lie exposed, bared her teeth at Ling Feng like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"You're a pervert! You're actually eyeing a woman's money? Are you even a man?"

"Would you like to give it a try?"

Ye Ziyun was furious, and her whole body slumped down. She pleaded with a pained expression:

"1.5 million is way too much, I need to live too! How about we fold it in half?"

Ling Feng didn't react, so Ye Ziyun bit her lower lip and began to probe him with words.

"How about one million?"

"One million two hundred thousand, that's really the most I can ask for!"

"Ling Feng, can you please stop being so greedy for money?" Ye Ziyun was both angry and anxious.

"You're already so rich, why make things difficult for a poor woman like me over such a small amount of money?"

"I'm not making things difficult for you, the door's over there!"

Ling Feng wasn't buying Ye Ziyun's act at all and pointed out the direction of the door to her.

Ye Ziyun was completely speechless. Was this... a sign that they were going to let her die? Were they going to let her go?

How could that be! Who knows if I'll suddenly die in the street after I step outside?

Ye Ziyun thought to herself: Is this man's heart really made of iron? How could he be so heartless!

Or is it that she's gotten older and lost her charm? No matter how hard I tried to reason with her...

He even went so far as to humble himself and beg for help, yet he remained completely unmoved.

In the end, Ye Ziyun compromised! Because she simply couldn't find anyone stronger than Ling Feng.

At least they can conjure lightning with their bare hands; you can't help but admire that skill.

Ling Feng stared at the 1.5 million yuan that had just been deposited into his phone, feeling incredibly happy!

"Don't look so gloomy! I'll help you deal with your ex-boyfriend."

Your lucky charm destiny will soon come into play again!

When you get promoted, receive a raise, and become CEO, your life will get better and better. What's this little bit of money then?

Ye Ziyun hung her head, but she was convinced by Ling Feng's words.

Because there's absolutely nothing wrong with what she said! During the years she didn't have a boyfriend, she really had a meteoric rise in popularity.

Thinking about it this way, I felt much better, unlike before when my heart was pounding with pain.

But before she could finish speaking, she felt dizzy and her body swayed precariously!

She collapsed limply right in front of Ling Feng.

Ling Feng reacted quickly, catching Ye Ziyun in his arms almost the instant she fell.

His right hand quickly landed on her left wrist, and then his pupils contracted sharply.

Because Ling Feng felt a chilling, sinister aura emanating from her wrist.

Zhou Mei, who was standing to the side, was so frightened by the sudden turn of events that she screamed repeatedly!

After being glared at by Ling Feng, she obediently shut her mouth and shrank back on the sofa.

"Heh...you've got guts!" Ling Feng carefully helped Ye Ziyun to the sofa.

He gave a cold, mocking laugh, his eyes lifeless and even frighteningly calm.

"He's just a mere heretic cultivator, yet he dares to harm people right under my nose!"

This is utter ignorance is bliss! Good...heh...this is just too damn good!

Before he could even get angry, a strange black mark appeared out of thin air between Ye Ziyun's brows.

Like a venomous snake, it kept writhing and slithering, causing Ye Ziyun great pain.

He groaned unconsciously, curled up, and a layer of deathly gray aura enveloped his body.

When Ling Feng saw this scene, he was indeed surprised at first.

It's not their bizarre methods that amaze us, but their sheer strength.

It seemed to be a little more powerful than he had anticipated, but that was all.

The surprise vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of disdain and mockery creeping onto his lips:

"Remotely concealing evil spirits? You dare to flaunt such a trivial skill before an expert?"

Under Zhou Mei's surprised gaze, he pressed one hand, forming a hand seal, onto Ye Ziyun's forehead.

He reached into his pocket, but actually took out three copper coins from his spatial ring.

With a flash of golden light, three copper coins landed steadily on Ye Ziyun.

One was on the forehead, one on the chest, and the last one landed on the abdomen.

A golden light would occasionally flash across the bronze surface of the three coins.

In an instant, the pain on Ye Ziyun's face vanished without a trace.

However, the color of the mysterious black mark between his eyebrows was getting darker and darker.

"Soul-Nailing Nails?" After doing all this, Ling Feng stroked his chin and uttered the three words.

It was obvious that Ling Feng recognized this evil spell used by the other party.

Or perhaps it's in Senior Brother Shi Jian's database that there's a detailed introduction to this technique.

Seeing that Ling Feng had stopped what he was doing, Zhou Mei carefully moved behind him.

With a hint of lingering fear in his voice, he asked, "Brother Feng... what was that Sister Ziyun just now?"

Why did she suddenly faint? And what's that mark on her forehead... is she possessed?

"Yes, congratulations on getting it right!"

Ling Feng remained stroking his chin, not even glancing at Zhou Mei.

"This is an evil technique called Soul-Nailing Nail; that guy is preparing to forcibly obliterate Ye Ziyun's soul!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mei immediately trembled and shivered uncontrollably.

"Sister Ziyun is so pitiful! How did they even find out who this person was, that they were actually trying to kill her?"

Ling Feng chuckled, giving her a sidelong glance, his tone devoid of any sympathy:

"What's so tragic about it? This is the consequence of being easily swayed by sweet talk and failing to recognize good people!"

"Uh..." Zhou Mei was speechless for a moment, standing there blankly.

After a moment, he couldn't help but whisper his indignation on Ye Ziyun's behalf:

"But... Sister Ziyun is so pitiful, isn't she?"

"So... in the future, you must keep your eyes wide open when choosing a man, and never be like her."

Zhou Mei secretly pursed her lips, almost saying to her face that she had excellent taste and had her eye on you.

However, what she actually said was: "I know, I'm not stupid, I have very high standards."

Fearing that Ling Feng would continue to tease her about Ye Ziyun, Zhou Mei abruptly changed the subject:

"By the way... how is Sister Ziyun now? Did you break that evil spell?"

"No! The spell for the Soul-Nailing Nails is not simple. Her ex-boyfriend used her birth date and time to cast it."

Or perhaps her personal belongings, along with specially made coffin nails, pinned her soul down.

Specific techniques are needed to pull out those coffin nails; you can't just do it haphazardly.