Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 238: Old Black’s End (2nd Update)

Chapter 238: Chapter 238: Old Black’s End (2nd Update)

Lang Feng’s right hand clutched a sharp dagger, which he pressed against old Hei’s neck.

Old Hei’s body trembled, and his action of raising his gun came to an abrupt halt!

He could clearly feel the chilling intent to kill emitting from the other, signaling that should he dare make any rash move, the dagger would definitely slash across his neck!

He had no doubt about Lang Feng’s strength, because he knew all too well how terrifying the other’s skills were! So, he didn’t dare to move an inch.

"Lang Feng, why do you have to do this?"

Old Hei’s voice carried a tone of anger, sounding very low.

"It looks like you’ve guessed it, or you wouldn’t have drawn your gun on me."

Lang Feng spoke calmly, his gaze indifferent as he looked at his former brother, who now stood against him in arms.

There was not the slightest hesitation in his eyes; the murderous intent was real, he could act at any moment, ending the other’s life.

"You betrayed me. Did you kill Field Mouse and the others?"

Old Hei glared at Lang Feng, his eyes filled with a sharp edge.

"That’s right, I killed them, and the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps has been destroyed," Lang Feng nodded, admitting to it.

"Why would you do this?"

Old Hei turned his head, looking at Lang Feng in disbelief, "The Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps was your life’s work, and those dead brothers bore you no grudges, why did you personally destroy everything?"

Lang Feng said indifferently, "What of my life’s work? My goal is to become stronger, and even if I have to give up everything for it, it’s worth it! What does the death of a few people matter?"

"Stronger? Just for that kid," Old Hei said puzzled.

"That’s right! I’ve never seen anyone as strong as he is, so I submitted to him, I want to keep getting stronger!"

Lang Feng smiled faintly, his eyes revealing a look of admiration and fanaticism.

"I can’t understand it. Someone actually made you, proud as you are, choose to submit. Lang Feng, you are an A-class fighter! Where is your dignity and bloodiness now?" Old Hei said angrily.

"A-class fighter? Hah, there are more than just A-class fighters in this world, Old Hei. You’ve been holed up in this remote place for years, with such a narrow view of the world, and it’s getting worse," Lang Feng said sarcastically.

"Lang Feng, are you really determined to oppose me? There’s no end to this bitter sea, but turning back is the shore! If you are willing to come to your senses and stop this foolishness, I will still treat you as my good brother."

Old Hei watched Lang Feng, speaking earnestly.

"But you drew a gun on me," Lang Feng said indifferently. "Do you think I can still trust your words?"

"I drew my gun because I felt your intent to kill! So my instinct was to defend myself. We are brothers, can’t you trust me? If we join hands, we can kill that kid together. I don’t believe he’s all that impressive."

Old Hei spoke very seriously.

"Old Hei, oh Old Hei, I really don’t know whether to call you foolish or just too confident! Do you think I’m a three-year-old child? You can save these deceptive words. To tell you the truth, I came here specifically to send you on your way."

Lang Feng smiled openly, stating his purpose without any sense of discord:

"Oh, and what about the Song Family’s Young Master? He should be here too, right? Where have you hidden him?"

Upon hearing Lang Feng’s words, Old Hei’s expression changed, and through gritted teeth, he said, "Lang Feng, in my heart, you will always be my brother; we’ve been through life and death together and share a deep bond! Do you really want to betray me?"

"I’m not betraying you."

Lang Feng smiled faintly, "I am... here to deliver your salvation!"

Old Hei’s breath caught, but he still squeezed out a smile, saying, "As long as you are willing to let me go, I can recommend you to the Song Family, and we can rule East Sea City’s underground together, giving you endless glory and riches."

"I’m not interested in those things," Lang Feng shook his head.

"Then... what are you interested in?"

"Your life!"

Lang Feng’s mouth curved into a cold, severe smile.

To Old Hei, that smile resembled the grin of the Grim Reaper!

Shick!

The next moment, Lang Feng didn’t hesitate. His dagger, swift as lightning, swept across Lao Hei’s neck.

A brilliant flash of steel followed by a splash of stunning blood!

He withdrew the dagger and glanced at Lao Hei, whose eyes were wide open in death. Lang Feng said indifferently,

"You offended my boss, so... you must die!!!"

Walking to the window, he looked down at the underground parking lot outside, where a Lamborghini roared to life and vanished into the dimly lit streets.

"Can you really escape?"

Lang Feng muttered to himself, then made a phone call.

...

The night had deepened.

In this silent, empty night sky, only the moon hung high, as if to tell a tale of mystery.

Ye Xuan leaned alone against the front of the Audi, a cigarette dangling from his lips, staring up at the starry heavens, lost in thought.

Just then, the sound of a car horn broke the silence, and two beams of light pierced the darkness, illuminating Ye Xuan as they approached from afar.

He looked down, quietly watching the direction from which the lights came.

Squeak—

A van drove from a distance, braked sharply, and came to a stop in front of Ye Xuan.

The van’s door opened, and a gaunt man wearing a felt hat stepped out—it was Lang Feng.

With a package in hand, Lang Feng approached Ye Xuan with respect, "Boss, I’ve brought you what you requested."

Ye Xuan’s gaze settled on the package in his hand, and he calmly said, "Open it!"

The package, soaked with blood, was opened to reveal Lao Hei’s severed head.

Upon seeing the head, a trace of approval appeared on Ye Xuan’s face, "Pretty fast, and decisive too. You haven’t disgraced your status as a mercenary."

"Thank you for the compliment, Boss!"

A rare smile broke across Lang Feng’s rigid countenance.

Receiving praise from Ye Xuan meant the mission was well done and he had gained the other’s approval.

His life was likely spared!

"I’m a man of my word. Since you’ve proven yourself to have some skills, I’ll make an exception and take you under my wing."

Ye Xuan looked at Lang Feng and spoke calmly.

Hearing this, Lang Feng was overjoyed!

The very next moment, Ye Xuan’s expression changed suddenly, and without warning, he struck Lang Feng’s back with his palm.

Instantaneously, a powerful force burst forth, hammering into Lang Feng’s body.

Pfft!

Taken by surprise by the attack, Lang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was sent flying, crashing into the van behind him.

"Boss, you..."

Lang Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief, not understanding why Ye Xuan had suddenly attacked him.

"If I wanted to kill you, do you think you’d still be alive?" Ye Xuan said coolly.

Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Lang Feng was stunned.

But soon, he noticed something different.

The sense of oppression that had previously weighed on his chest had vanished following that mouthful of blood; he felt considerably relieved.

He then realized that Ye Xuan’s palm strike had cleared away the Absolute Force of the Breaking Core Finger that had been residing in his body.