pjbooks Chapter 11 The Hidden S-Rank, The Perfect Prey
Chapter 11 The Hidden S-Rank, The Perfect Prey
The gold lettering on the panel, like a red-hot branding iron, was branded into Chen Yifan's retina.
[Target: Lin Feng]
【Class: C-Rank Wind Blade Master (Disguise)】
【Spirit: 160】
[List of items that can be stolen:]
【1. Talent (Hidden): S-Rank · Swiftness (Unique)】
【2. Talent: C-rank - Wind Element Affinity】
3. Skill: Wind Blade (Rank D)
[4. Concept: Extreme aversion to "mediocrity"]
5. Item: A 'Concealment Talisman' for hiding one's presence.
……
Dual talents!
Hidden S-Rank Unique Talent!
When Chen Yifan saw the contents displayed on the panel, even with his extraordinary composure, he was able to see them clearly.
His heart skipped a beat.
This despicable person, who trampled himself underfoot in his pursuit of self-importance, was actually hiding an incredible trump card.
Isn't this the same as him...
Do not!
Different.
Although they are both possessors of dual talents.
But he's not some kind of double-F war god.
Moreover, that wasn't the only thing that surprised him the most.
His [Investigation] skill can even clearly see hidden talents!
This Lin Feng is clearly just like him, pretending to be weak while actually being strong.
No, he's even more ruthless than I am.
He himself only hid one talent, but he was a complete disguise, from his profession to his talent.
This indicates that the other party still possesses rare items that the [Steal] skill has not been able to detect.
A C-level genius willingly becomes a lackey of a good-for-nothing like Li Wei...
Is it a covetous attempt to seize power from the Li family, or is there a deeper purpose?
However, none of these matter in the face of S-level talent.
Because this ability will soon be his.
Having figured this out, Chen Yifan's gaze towards Lin Feng was filled with a burning intensity.
That was the look in a hunter's eyes when he saw a rare and precious beast.
Lin Feng felt a chill run down his spine from the eerie smile on his face, and a strange sense of irritation rose in his heart.
This piece of trash... has he gone mad?
Unbeknownst to him, an incredibly audacious plan had already taken shape in Chen Yifan's mind.
Perfect prey!
A "gift package" tailor-made for him.
What do an assassin and a thief need most?
It's about speed!
【Swiftness】 Just by hearing the name, you can tell how significant this talent is to you!
What's even more amazing is that this talent is hidden!
What does this mean?
This means that even if he stole Lin Feng's underwear...
Lin Feng could only swallow his anger and not dare to utter a single word!
Because once he makes a public statement, it's tantamount to announcing to the whole world:
I, Lin Feng, have had my S-level talent stolen!
Who would believe that if I told them?
It's likely that only doctors in mental hospitals would nod while taking notes.
"Hey! You piece of trash, did you fucking hear me?!"
Lin Feng saw that Chen Yifan was ignoring him and was just smiling strangely.
A sudden surge of irritation welled up inside her, and she reached out to push Chen Yifan's shoulder.
"What, have you lost your tongue? Or is it that a thief's tongue is only good for licking other people's feet?"
Just as his hand was about to touch Chen Yifan.
"roll."
A cold word came out of Chen Yifan's mouth.
He slowly raised his head, and his eyes, which had been half-closed, opened completely.
There was no anger, no fear.
There was only a bottomless indifference.
It was as if I were looking at an inanimate object.
Lin Feng felt a sudden jolt in his heart when he saw that look in his eyes, and a strange palpitation rose in his heart for no apparent reason.
At this moment, Li Wei, who was watching the show from the sidelines, heard the word "get lost".
Angry!
Lin Feng is his man.
You have to consider the owner before you beat a dog.
A thief, a despicable profession!
Dare to tell his people to get lost?
Shouldn't we subtly tell him to get lost?
"You dare tell my man to get lost? Do you want to die?!"
Li Wei instantly flew into a rage.
When the A-level talent [Frost Control] was activated, the surrounding air instantly became extremely cold.
The black market professionals retreated hastily, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
Chen Yifan, however, seemed oblivious to the coldness around him.
His entire attention was focused on Lin Feng.
【Spirit 160】
My mental attribute is 200.
Fortune favors the bold.
If once doesn't work, try twice; if twice doesn't work, try three times.
This talent!
He's determined to have it!
Even Jesus couldn't keep him!
He said it!
As for the consequences of mental backlash...
Morality?
In this cannibalistic world, morality is a luxury for the strong, but an epitaph for the weak!
Besides, he was seen as a thief by everyone.
A profession so despicable it's beyond measure.
Chen Yifan chuckled to himself.
In my previous life, I lived in a daze.
In this life, he would not hesitate to steal the entire world in order to protect his only home!
"Let's do it."
Chen Yifan looked at Li Wei's contorted face, his expression utterly calm.
"Hit me here. The one who doesn't dare to lay a hand on me is your own grandson."
He stretched out his finger and gently tapped his temple.
The indifferent tone was so intense that it made everyone gasp.
"you!"
Li Wei's rationality was completely burned to ashes by this sentence.
"Go to hell, you piece of trash!"
He roared, and his fist, already covered by a thick layer of ice, slammed hard into Chen Yifan's face!
A gasp of surprise rang out from the crowd.
Because they saw it, Chen Yifan neither dodged nor avoided, and didn't even blink.
Were they scared out of their wits?
Just a second before the fist was about to hit him.
A hand, swift as a phantom, reached out from the side and precisely grabbed Li Wei's wrist.
It's Lin Feng.
"Brother Wei, calm down."
His voice remained calm and even, but a hint of disdain for Li Wei flashed in his eyes.
Idiot, this is the entrance to the black market!
It's not your backyard!
If things really get out of hand, and it attracts the attention of people in the black market, no one will have an easy time.
The frost-covered fist came to an abrupt halt less than ten centimeters from Chen Yifan's face.
It's now!
While everyone's attention, including Lin Feng's, was focused on Li Wei.
A sharp glint flashed in Chen Yifan's eyes!
"steal!"
Om-!
A stronger sense of detachment than before suddenly surged from the depths of his brain!
This time, it wasn't just dizziness; it felt like countless steel needles were stabbing his temples.
The price of stealing an S-level talent is indeed outrageously high.
In particular, his mental strength has not yet fully recovered.
Chen Yifan's face turned deathly pale instantly, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.
In the instant his consciousness began to fade, a golden notification exploded before his eyes.
[Theft successful!]
[Congratulations! You have obtained the S-rank unique talent: Swiftness!]
at the same time.
Lin Feng, who was holding Li Wei's wrist, suddenly stiffened.
His expression changed drastically in a mere second.
At first, I was taken aback.
Then came bewilderment.
Finally, it transformed into an extreme sense of horror and fear, like seeing a ghost in broad daylight!
A profound emptiness emanated from the depths of his soul, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his hands and feet turning icy cold!
What is it?
he does not know.
But he could feel that he was no longer whole.
This profound deficiency, originating from the soul, instantly plunged him into an icy abyss. An unprecedented fear of the unknown gripped his heart.
However, at that moment, Li Wei's roar interrupted Lin Feng's shock.
"Hey, what the hell do you mean? I didn't even touch you, don't try to scam me!"
He saw that Chen Yifan's face suddenly turned pale and his body was about to collapse.
Finally, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight down towards himself.
This is fucking a staged accident!