Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 436 - 0437: Decisive Kill

Chapter 436: Chapter 0437: Decisive Kill

Yeah!

You think I’m a cheap person?

You hate me, even want to kill me, and I still have to cooperate with you. What is this if not being cheap?

Bai Jiahang suddenly realized that he had made a fundamental mistake, which was being too accommodating.

He could be honest, but being so honest that he told everything, indeed, it would make people find him annoying.

"If you’re not eating, then I’ll pack it up. I can still trust the food from the Zhuang Family and take it home," Chu Feng said.

"Kid, don’t get too cocky. Our young master wants to cooperate with you because he respects you," Grandpa Ping said coldly.

Chu Feng looked at Grandpa Ping and said, "This is the Zhuang Family’s place. If I want to keep you here, neither of you can escape or get away. If you want to try me, go ahead and provoke me again."

Grandpa Ping snorted angrily and said, "You wouldn’t dare! If you detain our young master, your whole family will die."

As soon as Chu Feng heard Grandpa Ping’s words, his demeanor turned completely cold and he said, "Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you’re at the Xuan Level Late Stage? You’re just a dog of the Bai Family. I didn’t bother with you, an old dog, before. But since you want to die, I’ll fulfill your wish."

"Kid, I think you’re the one courting death!" Grandpa Ping bellowed, and then threw a punch directly at Chu Feng.

Because Grandpa Ping was too close to Bai Jiahang, he didn’t dare to use his Inner Qi, instead relying entirely on strength to overpower Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked at Grandpa Ping with a cold smile, then decisively countered with a punch of his own.

"Bang!"

The collision of fists between Grandpa Ping and Chu Feng created an explosive wave of air.

The shockwave shattered the wine glasses on the dining table, and after just a moment of resistance, Grandpa Ping was sent flying backwards.

In terms of strength, let alone Grandpa Ping, even an Earth Level Expert might not be Chu Feng’s match.

"Puh!"

Grandpa Ping’s body skidded across the ground for a while before coming to a stop, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Feng, although he remained seated, had completely shattered his chair into sawdust beneath him.

Grandpa Ping was a true Xuan Level Late Stage expert, his punch packed at least ten thousand pounds of force.

Chu Feng patted the non-existent dust off himself, stood up, and said, "It seems we can’t enjoy our meal today."

Bai Jiahang looked at Chu Feng, his face extremely ugly.

It appeared Chu Feng had been playing him all along, starting from last night.

Last night, Bai Jiahang really believed that Chu Feng was no match for Grandpa Ping. But now it seemed that not only was Chu Feng acting yesterday, but he was also making a fool of him.

"Boom!"

Just as Chu Feng was about to leave, a sudden tremor shook the earth, the entire dining room vibrating with it.

"Rocket!"

Chu Feng, having been trained, immediately determined the source of the explosion and the kind of weapon used.

"Whoosh!"

With one step, Chu Feng flashed out of the villa.

From the sound of the explosion, it could easily be deduced that it came from the direction of villa number one.

Seeing the billowing smoke coming from villa number one, Chu Feng’s eyes turned red.

"Bang!"

Chu Feng spun around and delivered a powerful kick, sending the door flying straight towards Bai Jiahang.

Grandpa Ping saw the threatening door panel hurtling towards them, quickly scrambled to his feet, and shielded Bai Jiahang with his body.

Bai Jiahang was no expert fighter, and he was utterly incapable of defending himself against Chu Feng’s furious kick.

"Bang!"

Grandpa Ping, exerting all his strength in a punch, shattered the door panel to pieces, but then, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He hadn’t even had time to recover from the previous injury before he had to endure another massive impact.

Chu Feng glanced at Grandpa Ping and Bai Jiahang, then his figure immediately darted toward the direction of Villa No. 1.

With rocket grenades now in play, Chu Feng didn’t know what else to expect.

The five hundred meter distance, under Chu Feng’s full sprint, was covered in less than twenty seconds.

Such speed would have been enough to easily defeat any short-distance world champion.

As Chu Feng reached the entrance, he also saw that the front door of Villa No. 1 had been blown open, with smoke billowing out, obscuring the situation inside.

Chu Feng sent his Divine Sense probing inside and found that An Rongrong and Zhuang Xinyan were only scared, still protected by bodyguards.

However, the next moment Chu Feng’s body moved again, and he charged directly into the thick smoke.

In the next instant, Chu Feng appeared before an assassin wearing a gas mask and night vision goggles.

Chu Feng’s hand shot out, gripping the man’s neck, then swiftly and cleanly crushed it.

Snatching the assassin’s weapon, Chu Feng fired several bursts of controlled shots, taking down the other four gunmen in the room.

"Stay here and don’t move," Chu Feng instructed An Rongrong and Zhuang Xinyan in a deep voice.

At the sound of Chu Feng’s voice, An Rongrong and Zhuang Xinyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Protect these two women well; I’ll deal with the people outside," Chu Feng said to the butler who had led him in earlier.

"Understood, Mr. Chu. I’ve already alerted the outer bodyguards to convene here," the butler replied. Despite looking disheveled and even sporting injuries on his face, he remained calm.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Good!"

After speaking, Chu Feng immediately left the villa.

There must still be assassins outside; they had even resorted to using rocket grenades. It would be too careless if there were only five assassins.

Chu Feng had just emerged from the villa when a hail of bullets swept towards him.

Had Chu Feng not possessed Divine Sense, he would have been hit by the bullets much earlier.

Outside, there was a total of eight men, all equipped with submachine guns. They were divided into groups of four, with crossfire to support each other.

Each carried at least four magazines, creating an unrelenting web of fire that made it impossible for Chu Feng to show himself.

"Damn it!"

As the eight men steadily advanced, Chu Feng realized their intentions.

It was clear that they knew of his presence and that these eight men were specifically dispatched to deal with him.

If they maintained this web of fire, they could keep closing in on the villa. Once in close combat, Chu Feng wasn’t certain he could take down all eight of them at once.

Their overlapping fire could cover the entire villa. An Rongrong and Zhuang Xinyan had no chance of evading stray bullets.

As for the backdoor, that was out of the question. If the front was this dangerous, how could the back be unguarded? Right then, there could be two skillful snipers lying in wait at the back. The moment An Rongrong and Zhuang Xinyan made an appearance, they were likely to be precisely targeted and taken out.

The footsteps grew closer, and the web of fire had already extended into the room, with Chu Feng still pinned down, utterly incapable of raising his head.