Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Next, Lin Feng began searching for Huang Shouye's figure inside the Huang Family Martial Arts School.

After searching for a while, they couldn't find Huang Shouye. Instead, they took the opportunity to clean up the remaining disciples in the martial arts school one by one.

Soon, the entire Huang Family Martial Arts School became eerily quiet.

Lin Feng stopped and listened carefully; an extremely faint sound was coming from the side room on the right side of the main house.

According to the memories gained from devouring, the side room was Huang Shouye's bedroom.

Lin Feng was unaware of the specific situation inside the house, so he did not rush in rashly and continued to stand guard outside as usual.

Inside the side room, Huang Shouye was hurriedly packing his valuables when he suddenly realized that the surroundings were eerily quiet. The wailing from the front hall had stopped, and the panicked conversations of the others had also disappeared.

His heart sank, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. A chill ran down his spine, as if he were being targeted by a venomous snake.

He reached for the table, blew out the candle, and pressed his ear tightly against the window crack.

Outside, there was a deathly silence.

When Lin Feng saw that the candlelight in the side room had gone out, he knew that Huang Shouye had become alert.

"That bastard is quite shrewd."

But this place is not safe to stay for long; there's no time to waste with him.

Since he won't come out, then force him to come out. He still remembers the grudge about burning down the house.

Lin Feng took out an arrow, wrapped a small piece of plastic bag around the arrowhead, and lit it with a lighter. The plastic melted quickly, dripping sparks.

He drew his bow and aimed an arrow at the window of the side room.

Huang Shouye was holding his breath and pressing himself against the window when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a flickering flame outside. His heart jumped into his throat.

For a moment, my heart pounded like a hammer against my chest, almost shattering my ribs!

boom!

The window jolted violently!

Immediately afterwards, he saw sticky liquid with sparks dripping from the window frame, and the silk gauze covering the window burst into flames with a "whoosh"!

Huang Shouye was shocked and rushed over to blow on the flames, finally managing to extinguish them.

In the warm yellow glow of the embers, Lin Feng could see his figure clearly.

Outside the window, Lin Feng had been waiting for this moment.

Without saying a word, he rang the bowstring again!

puff!

"Ah!" A scream came from inside the house.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Feng stepped forward and lit the silk gauze on the window frame again.

The flames licked the wood and gradually spread.

Inside the house, Huang Shouye, his face pale from the excruciating pain in his shoulder and the thick smoke, finally couldn't hold on any longer and begged in a trembling voice, "Hero, spare my life! Silver! I have plenty of silver! Give me as much as you want!"

"Come out," Lin Feng said in a cold, strained voice.

"If you're willing to spare my life, I...I'll come out right away!"

"Then stay inside, I'm not in a hurry."

Before Lin Feng finished speaking, he walked to another window and did the same thing.

The fire grew larger, and waves of heat swept over us.

Huang Shouye's fear finally overcame his luck, and he hissed, "I'll come out! I'm coming out now! Stop, hero!"

Lin Feng did not relax upon hearing this.

According to the memories obtained, Huang Shouye had a poisoned sleeve arrow hidden in his sleeve, and his final counterattack was quite insidious.

Moreover, this person is cunning and treacherous; who knows what other tricks he might have up his sleeve?

Lin Feng quietly disappeared into the shadows of the corner, waiting for him to emerge.

Flames had climbed up the roof beams, and thick smoke billowed out.

Despite the excruciating pain from the arrow wound in his shoulder, Huang Shouye opened the wooden door a crack and peered out.

The moonlight was cold and clear, and the courtyard was deserted.

The more silent it was, the more uneasy he felt.

But my cheeks were burning painfully from the heat; if I didn't go out soon, I would be burned alive.

A ruthless glint flashed in Huang Shouye's eyes as he secretly tightened the mechanism in his sleeve. "Since you won't let me live..."

He suddenly flung open the door, slipped out to the side, and quickly scanned the courtyard with his eyes.

Whoosh!

Just as he was searching for his target, a cold arrow pierced through the air, precisely striking his left elbow and pinning him to the door with tremendous force!

"Ugh!" Huang Shouye gasped in pain. "Hero..."

Whoosh!

The second arrow followed immediately, piercing his right elbow and pinning him firmly to the door.

"Ah! You'll die a horrible death!!"

At this point, Huang Shouye fully realized that he was completely doomed.

"You bastard! Who...who are you?!" Huang Shouye roared.

His response was two more arrows released from the bow.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Both of Huang Shouye's knees were pierced by bullets! His screams stopped abruptly as he nearly fainted from the pain.

The memory feedback came back when dealing with the Huang family disciples just now.

In the afternoon, Huang Shouye not only sent people to surround him, but also led a group to beat Zheng Hongwen and Zhou Ming, breaking all four of their limbs.

He didn't have any particular feelings towards Zhou Ming, but Zheng Hongwen was a friend, so he could settle this score at the same time.

I intended to slowly torture him, but seeing the fire growing fiercer, I feared it would soon attract others.

Lin Feng drew his bow again, aiming the arrow at Huang Shouye's heart.

This arrow would surely kill him.

However, just a moment before Song Xian, he changed his mind.

Stop playing.

If Huang Shouye dies now, the entire Huang family martial arts school will be wiped out, and if we investigate tomorrow, it will be difficult to explain.

After all, the two had a previous feud; the courtyard that Lin Feng rented was burned down in public by Huang Shouye.

If the Huang family were wiped out, suspicion would easily fall on him, which is not what Lin Feng wants to see.

Lin Feng's mind raced. He had to let people know that it was the people from "Tiger Subduing Mountain" who had come to seek revenge; he absolutely could not let them get burned.

This good-for-nothing still needs to live to testify.

He immediately strained his voice, and in a hoarse, menacing tone, growled, "Hmph! You dare kill someone from Fuhu Mountain? Today is the day your Huang family will be wiped out!"

After saying that, he picked up a stone and smashed it hard on the back of Huang Shouye's neck. The man groaned and collapsed.

Lin Feng stepped forward and kicked him again to confirm that he was completely unconscious. Then he quickly pulled out the four arrows from his body, removed the poison arrow mechanism from his sleeve, and put them back into his spatial storage.

Then, he dragged Huang Shouye to a corner away from the fire to prevent him from being burned to death.

Then, Lin Feng quickly sneaked into Huang Xiong Huan's bedroom, rummaged through a hidden compartment and pulled out a heavy wooden box. He knew as soon as he touched it that there were many valuables inside, so he put it away without having time to examine it closely.

After doing all this, he quickly climbed over the wall and left the Huang family martial arts school, but he didn't go far. Instead, he hid in a dark alley in the distance and quietly observed.

Lin Feng was quite satisfied with his fruitful night's harvest.

The towering fire finally awakened the surrounding neighbors.

But when people discovered that it was the Huang Family Martial Arts School that had been attacked, most of them tacitly retreated and pretended not to have seen anything.

It wasn't until the city lord's guards arrived that they were able to organize a rescue effort.

In the firelight, Lin Feng saw Huang Shouye being carried out.

Though he was barely breathing, he kept repeating weakly and stubbornly, "Bandits...bandits from Fuhu Mountain have broken in...Quickly report to the city lord, avenge my Huang family..."

Seeing this, Lin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he paused, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

Lin Feng suddenly recalled a classic statement from criminal psychology: criminals often return to the crime scene.

Psychological factors: Criminals may return to the scene out of guilt, a desire to show off, a need for control, or to confirm the situation or gain a sense of satisfaction.