Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 530 Mocking his pride!

Lin Feng timed it perfectly, arriving at Xinyuan Middle School at exactly six o'clock.

The middle school is very close to his home, only about a kilometer away, or a few minutes' walk.

When Lin Feng arrived at the school gate, the school bell rang. A short while later, a group of energetic middle school students in dark brown school uniforms walked out of the school gate in twos and threes, laughing and joking.

Compared to the pressures and worries of adults, middle school students seem carefree. The crisis of war does not have much impact on them, nor is it a problem that they should be considering at their age.

The students, all in their school uniforms, poured out of the school gate together, making it difficult to tell who was who for a moment.
However, when Ma Lele appeared at the school gate, Lin Feng spotted her immediately.

Or rather, Lin Feng discovered her before she even left the school gates.

It wasn't that Ma Lele was conspicuous, nor that she was surrounded by many people, but rather that Lin Feng had released a soul-locking skill on his sister before she left home that morning.

Not only his sister, but Lin Feng also used his Soul Locking Skill on his family members.

As a transfer student, Ma Lele had only been in school for a short time, but she was already very popular. She was surrounded by more than 20 or 30 people, who kept feeding her food. There were both men and women, and even teachers.

The reason Ma Lele is so popular is not because she is so cute, but because her brother is Lin Feng.

Relying on this halo, Ma Lele enjoyed immense prestige at Xinyuan Middle School.

"No, that's too much. I need to go home for dinner."

Ma Lele waved her hand, repeatedly refusing the food offered by her classmates, but someone would unknowingly stuff food into her hand or pocket, and her originally empty schoolbag was now full.

The enthusiastic classmates simply wouldn't allow her to refuse.

"If you can't finish it, you can give it to your brother!"

"Eat my scallion pancake first, it's delicious."

"What's so great about hand-pulled pancakes? You can find them everywhere. Eat mine first. This Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup was specially made by my mom; it simmered for a full 48 hours."

"That's right, Lin Feng is so strong, his appetite must be huge."

"Who do you think you are, daring to address the Wind God by his name? Believe me or not, I'll slap you across the face!"

"Yeah, beat him up, he's got a big head on his shoulders."

The students were buzzing with discussion, and thinking that Lin Feng might eat their things, they tried every possible way to give them to Ma Lele.

"Lele, this is a picture of your brother. Can I get his autograph?"

"The Wind God is going to the Land of Fallen Gods, he might not even have time to sign an autograph for you."

"Exactly, do you think you're so free as the Wind God? Lele, does your brother have any old, unwanted clothes or towels?"

"I want some too, underwear is fine with me."

"I want underwear too, I want to wear Fengshen underwear, so I'll walk with a gust of wind!"

Besides delivering food, many students wanted an autograph. Ma Lele has received no less than 300 photos. When she heard that someone wanted her brother's underwear, Ma Lele was speechless and helpless.

Even if it were true, she would be too embarrassed to ask!

"Haha."

Seeing his younger sister covered in things and looking adorably speechless, Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Okay, I'm going home."

Ma Lele couldn't keep up with the enthusiastic classmates and kept shouting, but with so many people around, it wasn't easy to leave.

"I..." She was about to speak when her figure suddenly disappeared.

As the substitute soul skill was released, Lin Feng appeared in Ma Lele's original spot, surrounded by a group of enthusiastic students.

The atmosphere was quiet for a second or two. The students didn't react for a moment. Some rubbed their eyes. It wasn't until Lin Feng disappeared and a little boy eating ice cream with a blank look appeared that screams rang out.

"It's the Wind God!"

"It's a substitute soul skill! That's awesome!"

"I actually saw the Wind God, holy crap!"

"Where did the Wind God go?"

As the students screamed wildly, they quickly scattered to search for Lin Feng, but by then Lin Feng had already disappeared with his sister.

"The Wind God has escaped!"

"What a pity, such a rare opportunity to take a group photo!"

Although somewhat disappointed, the students could not hide their excitement and enthusiasm.

How can you not be excited and thrilled when your idol suddenly appears in front of you?
On a small path, Ma Lele looked at Lin Feng with surprise and said, "Brother, why did you suddenly come to pick me up today!"

"Didn't I promise you I'd pick you up from school?"

Lin Feng smiled and said.

"Brother, do you want some?"

Ma Lele's face was practically contorted with laughter as she opened her schoolbag and showed Lin Feng the food her classmates had given her.

"They were so enthusiastic. Every day on my way to and from school, they would stuff me with lots of food. I couldn't refuse, so I shared it with my classmates. But I still couldn't finish it all. There was still a lot in my desk."

Ma Lele said helplessly.

At first she was happy, after all, she also loved snacks, but after a couple of days, she became annoyed.

There was so much delicious food that she couldn't finish it all, and much of it went bad.

"I won't eat it, you eat it."

Lin Feng touched his sister's face and said with a smile.

The brother and sister chatted as they walked towards home. Because they were wearing baseball caps, no one recognized Lin Feng.

Just as Lin Feng was taking his sister home, on a mountain peak...

In mid-air, seven people flapped their wings. At their feet knelt a group of people. These kneeling people were not shackled, but they seemed to be bound by an invisible force. They clenched their fists, their bodies trembled slightly, and they tried to struggle to get up, but the binding force and the terrifying gravity made it impossible for them to break free.

"31."

A man stood before the kneeling people, speaking as he swung his knife. With a splatter of blood, a grotesque head rolled down the mountain like a ball, leaving a headless corpse on the ground.

"I really don't know, it has nothing to do with me, I'm just an ordinary person."

A bespectacled, well-dressed man with a scholarly air was speaking incessantly.

But no matter how he explained or what reasons he gave, the result remained the same. When the head fell to the ground, his eyes showed little resentment, but rather regret.

If given another chance, he would never join the New World.

They won't just eke out a living.

Perhaps knowing that arguing was pointless, a man in uniform trembled and began to kowtow repeatedly in supplication. By this time, his forehead was already a bloody mess, covered in dirt and stones, and his expression twisted with each kowtow.

Obviously, this is painful.

But he didn't stop.

He dreaded death more than pain.

"Don't kill me! I have elderly parents and two young children. Don't kill me. I can atone for my sins. I know some secrets of the new world. I will tell you everything."

The man kowtowed and pleaded, while also expressing that he still had value.

"You have status and position, a happy family, elderly parents to care for, and young children to raise. Lao Yu, why are you doing this?"

A woman clearly recognized the man kowtowing and said in a somewhat complicated tone.

"Sister Zhang, please help me, please help me! You know I didn't do it on purpose. I'm being blackmailed. If I don't do what they demand, my family will die. I really don't want that."

Faced with the threat of death, the man seemed to grasp at a last straw, pleading with the woman for his life, but she remained silent, her eyes filled with helplessness.

Yang Qing watched this scene silently, his expression indifferent.

These people kneeling on the ground were all captured by them; they were the 'rats' who started to emerge in the last three days. Some of them were very strong and held considerable positions, otherwise they wouldn't have taken action.

One by one, they were beheaded. The bloody slaughter filled the air with a pungent smell of blood. Perhaps knowing that begging for mercy was futile, or perhaps out of sheer fear, one of them, with a furious expression, raised his head and cursed at Yang Qing and the others in mid-air with resentment: "Just wait, don't be too happy. The supernatural beings are about to launch a full-scale invasion, and you won't live much longer."

“You will definitely be worse off than us, and you will definitely wish you were dead.”

"You bastard, give your grandpa a quick death, stop whining like a woman."

Cursing or begging for mercy yields the same result; once they are captured, there is only one outcome.

As the last head fell to the ground, silence fell. Someone laughed and said, "We caught 43 big fish in three days. I wonder if anyone else dares to show their face?"

The woman who had spoken earlier looked slightly reluctant. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Isn't this going too far? Some people don't deserve to die!"

"On matters of principle, betraying humanity means certain death."

Yang Qing glanced at the woman, who avoided his gaze, not daring to meet his eyes directly.

"Don't have any inappropriate thoughts."

Yang Qing continued.

He wasn't threatening the other party, nor was there any need for it; he was merely offering a reminder.

Some people may not deserve to die, and their actions may not have caused any serious consequences, but without bloody punishment, more people will have the illusion that they can get away with it.

This is actually a helpless move.

Moreover, in this special time.

"Some scum, they're dead, so be it, there's nothing to regret."

Some people said indifferently.

What are your thoughts on the King's Plan?

Seeing the atmosphere was somewhat serious, someone changed the subject, saying, "Isn't entering the Land of Fallen Gods too dangerous? I heard that the major powers of the Otherworld have already begun to take action. You know, even we don't dare to enter the Land of Fallen Gods lightly."

Someone looked down the mountain and said in a cold tone, "I think it's fine. Resources should be given to the right people!"

"Strength is meaningless; daring to kill those who are considered 'superhuman' is the only true measure of strength."

"Eliminating a group of people who lack courage and are weak first is only beneficial and has no drawbacks."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, but Yang Qing remained silent.

This time, the Avengers will also participate in the King's Plan and enter the Land of Fallen Gods.

Compared to others, they did not have an advantage in strength.

But they excel at creating miracles.

Still proud?

When Yang Qing thought of Lin Feng, this sentence came to mind.

He tried hard not to think about it, but the sentence haunted him like a nightmare.

This seemingly questioning question was mocking him all the time.

Mocking his pride!

(End of this chapter)