F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

"Fatty! Now's the time! Charge!"

Chen Yifan's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hammer blow that slammed into Fatty Wang's eardrums.

Fatty Wang was completely stunned.

charge?

Whom is it going to hurt?

Who's that goblin captain?

Fanzi, are you fucking crazy?! If that thing came down on me, all this fat would be turned into mincemeat!

A million questions flashed through his mind in an instant, but his body reacted much faster than his brain.

That was muscle memory formed from long-standing, almost blind trust in Chen Yifan.

"Grass!"

Fatty Wang cursed angrily, no longer caring about thinking about anything else.

He held the scratched shield tightly in front of him, his leg muscles straining violently.

He looked like a wild boar that had gone mad.

He unleashed his only attack skill towards the goblin captain's side and rear.

Rank D skill – [Charge]!

"roar!"

The goblin captain's entire attention was focused on Lin Feng, who was about to be smashed into a pulp.

It never expected that the two little bugs that had been silent all along would dare to attack it at this moment.

By the time it realized the threat from the side, it was too late.

"Bang!"

Wang Pangzi weighs over 200 pounds.

With the added momentum of the [Charge] skill, it slammed solidly into the goblin captain's side.

Although it was not knocked down.

But the enormous impact still caused the goblin captain to stagger.

This caused the spiked club, which was originally aimed at Lin Feng, to deviate from its original trajectory.

"boom--!"

The massive spiked club grazed Lin Feng's scalp before slamming into the ground beside him.

The hard rocky ground was smashed into a crater more than half a meter deep, as if it were tofu, and countless fragments of stone flew everywhere with a terrifying force.

Lin Feng could even feel the stinging sensation of the strong wind hitting his face.

He... survived?

Before the elation of surviving the ordeal could even well up in my heart, it was replaced by another wave of excruciating pain.

After Wang Pangzi collided with the goblin captain, the enormous reaction force caused him to lose his balance.

"Smack!"

It pressed down precisely on Lin Feng's severed right hand.

"ah--!!!"

A scream more piercing than any before erupted from Lin Feng's throat.

The feeling was like someone was repeatedly crushing his broken bones with a pair of red-hot pliers.

"Oops! Sorry bro! I couldn't brake in time!"

Fatty Wang scrambled off Lin Feng, apologizing incessantly.

But a hint of triumphant satisfaction, which he himself didn't even realize, flashed across his fat face.

You fucking bullied my brother just now!

You fucking bastard hit me just now!

Now you know how powerful my body is!

Meanwhile, the goblin captain, who had been knocked off balance by Fatty Wang, was completely enraged.

My dinner, which was almost in my mouth, flew away, and I even got bumped in the back by a little bug.

This is an absolute disgrace!

It abandoned Lin Feng, who was already half-dead on the ground.

He turned around.

Those eyes, burning with eerie blue flames, were fixed on Fatty Wang, who had just gotten up.

A killing intent far more terrifying than before swept in like a tsunami.

"I...I'm fucking..."

The smugness on Fatty Wang's face froze instantly, replaced by a deathly pallor.

He felt like a rabbit being targeted by a prehistoric behemoth, with no strength left to even move a finger.

It’s over.

This has really gone too far.

He instinctively turned around to see if Chen Yifan had run away.

However, what he saw was Chen Yifan advancing instead of retreating, rushing towards him and the goblin captain at an astonishing speed!

"Fanzi!"

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

Fatty Wang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

But Chen Yifan's eyes were as calm as an icy lake.

His brain had already completed all the calculations the instant [Divine Speed] was activated.

Save Lin Feng.

It's not because I'm feeling saintly.

Rather, it's because Lin Feng cannot die yet.

A living, badly wounded person who hates them is far more useful than a corpse.

He needs a target.

A target that can attract most of the Goblin Captain's firepower and is durable enough to withstand a lot of damage.

Lin Feng is the best candidate.

As for Fatty Wang...

Chen Yifan glanced at the fat man, who was frozen in place due to fear, and cursed inwardly:

He's still a bit of a goofball when it really matters.

Despite the scolding, the brother was still saved.

"Fatty! Get down!"

Chen Yifan's voice rang in Wang Pangzi's ears like a thunderclap.

Almost instinctively, Fatty Wang covered his head and rolled on the ground.

Just as he rolled away, Chen Yifan's figure flashed past the spot where he had just sat down.

He didn't attack the goblin captain; that would have been tantamount to suicide.

His target was Lin Feng, who had just struggled to his feet and was still trying to figure out what was going on.

"you……!"

As soon as Lin Feng raised his head, he saw a magnified, handsome face with a bright smile appear in front of him.

Then, a foot slammed into his chest.

"Bang!"

Lin Feng felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed rhinoceros, and his whole body was sent flying uncontrollably.

And the direction he flew out of was precisely in front of the goblin captain.

"roar!"

Just as the goblin captain was about to go after Fatty Wang, a living creature delivered itself right in front of him.

Its not-so-bright brain obviously couldn't process such complex information.

But its predatory instincts made it instinctively swing the spiked club in its hand.

"No--!"

Lin Feng, suspended in mid-air, watched as the spiked club, carrying an aura of death, rapidly magnified in his pupils.

He tried to dodge and fight back, but his body was kicked so hard that his blood was churning and he couldn't make any effective movements.

At that moment, he finally understood.

Chen Yifan never intended to save him from the very beginning.

He was just... walking his dog.

No, it's like toying with the boss!

They were willing to risk Lin Feng's life to tame this level 10 elite monster, which they had no chance of defeating.

even!

Using someone else to do the dirty work?

How vicious!

How insane!

Endless regret and resentment exploded in Lin Feng's heart.

If... if he hadn't provoked this devil...

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world.

"boom!"

The spiked club slammed solidly into Lin Feng's body.

There was no sound of bones breaking.

Because of Lin Feng's body, the moment it came into contact with the spiked club.

It was smashed into a blurry mass of flesh and blood by that terrifying force.

[Killed...]

No, there was no kill notification.

Because it was the goblin captain who delivered the fatal blow.

In the dungeon rules, this is considered a monster kill, and players will not gain any experience.

The entire cave fell into a deathly silence.

Fatty Wang stared dumbfounded at the pool of flesh and blood that was no longer recognizable as human.

Then he glanced at Chen Yifan, who was standing not far away, calm and composed, as if he had just casually tossed a stone.

A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head.

ruthless.

That's fucking ruthless.

Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them, but Fanzi's actions are downright inhumane.

He not only killed Lin Feng.

Using the hands of elite monsters, they crushed a C-level genius into a pile of mud in the most humiliating and painful way.

Is this really the brother he knows who is usually a bit lazy, a bit of a slacker, and who would joke around with him?

Just as Wang Pangzi's worldview was collapsing, Chen Yifan didn't even glance at the pool of flesh and blood.

His gaze was fixed on the goblin captain, who had just completed an attack and was in a brief state of shock.

There is only one chance.

"Fatty! Xiaoyu! Listen to my command!"

Chen Yifan's voice snapped Wang Pangzi and Lin Xiaoyu out of their shock and fear.

Shout it out with your loudest voices!

"What are you shouting for?"

Fatty Wang asked instinctively.

A cold smile curled at the corners of Chen Yifan's lips.

"Shout—Help!!!"