Chapter 333: I am a Journalist

A tongue of fire spouted forth, the bullet's searing air current grazed Li Feng's cheek as it whipped over the containers, finally shooting up into the sky.

Li Feng looked coldly at the criminals who had all missed their shots, directly pulling out the pistol from one of them and pressing it close against the man's head.

Fear flashed in the man's eyes, terror, and dread, but Li Feng showed no mercy, he directly pulled the trigger, and in an instant, the man fell backward, blood spurting.

Thud.

As the man fell, Li Feng's gaze moved to the bed inside the container, where a woman, her upper garments torn, was protecting her chest with her hands.

Li Feng did not dwell on the panic on her face, not because he was heartless, but because he couldn't be a savior.

Li Feng turned away from the container, directly clearing out the remaining criminals. As the last criminal fell, the sailors were terrified, and seeing Li Feng's gaze turn towards them, they knelt on their own.