The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 405 - 0405: Fury of Thunder

Chapter 405: Chapter 0405: Fury of Thunder

Long Fei frowned as he went over all the information Gongsun Sheng had given him.

Pasong had become something neither human nor ghost.

His complexion was pale, and his eyes bulged out, while all ten fingers had grown sharp dagger-like claws.

At the corners of his mouth, two inch-long fangs were exposed as he growled at Long Fei, "You little thief, I will kill you!"

He must have consumed a zombie from Huaxia, because after becoming a zombie, his Mandarin had become much more fluent.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, the people in the crowd would never have known that such things actually existed in the world.

The whole group was frightened by Pasong.

Especially those fangs were numbing to behold.

Mu Tianyou swallowed hard, clenched his fists tightly, and thought to himself that Long Fei was definitely going to die this time.

Zheng Bin had already taken a submachine gun from one of his men, thinking to give Long Fei a burst when he was not paying attention.

He owned a shooting range at home and his marksmanship was decent.

Indeed, this Purple Zombie was extraordinary. With stiff steps, Pasong leaped up, swung his hands vigorously, and stabbed at Long Fei.

The ten claws were like sharp daggers, cutting through the air with a sinister energy.

"Your little tricks are insignificant!"

Long Fei squinted his eyes and waited for the right moment to raise his hand and chop down fiercely, shouting, "Earth, Thunder, come forth!"

While everyone was horrified by Pasong’s transformation, he was full of disdain.

Once again, the sound of thunder rumbled through the air as if coming from the ninth heaven, completely different from the previous thunder and lightning.

The previous thunder and lightning were like a big tree, whereas now it was as heavy as the ground, like a big mountain pressing down on Pasong.

The golden lightning made everyone squint and quickly cover their eyes with their hands.

Pasong screamed as his body was enveloped in thunder.

He was like being covered by a mountain and was violently slammed onto the ground.

He howled with trembling fangs.

The intense heat instantly evaporated the essence blood in his body, and his skin turned to char from the inside out.

The extreme yang energy of the thunder clashed with the extreme yin energy of the zombie, and finally, with a loud boom, Pasong exploded into dust.

Poor Spell Caster, who had used his ultimate skill, didn’t even touch Long Fei’s skin.

Mu Tianyou and the group behind him were completely demoralized by Long Fei and stood frozen in place for a moment.

The group almost vomited blood, secretly wondering if Long Fei was the Thunder God incarnate, capable of summoning thunderbolts at will.

Having played all his cards, Zheng Bin went completely mad, raised the submachine gun, and pulled the trigger at Long Fei while howling, "Shoot him, kill that bastard!"

The strong men suddenly came to their senses, realizing they too had guns.

The sound of gunfire crackled, and Fat Wang and the others were already prepared, taking cover and returning fire at the same time.

The gunfire was incessant, with bullets flying chaotically.

Sand and stones were splattered by the shots, pinging loudly.

An essential Qi shrouded Long Fei, forming a white mist barrier in front of him.

Having broken through to the Foundation Building Late Stage the night before, he had not only increased his spiritual power significantly, but the meridians in his body and the Dantian had expanded as well.

The essential Qi scattered, spilling out of his body, at least twice as strong as before.

This was a barrier woven from strands of essential Qi, extremely dense, even sharper than a wire mesh.

Bullets that struck it popped like they were hitting transparent bulletproof glass, falling to the ground one by one.

Fat Wang, Lu Buping, and Li Zhenni’s counterattack caught them off guard.

After a burst of gunfire, a dozen men fell to the ground with gunshot wounds.

Of the thirty-plus strong men, when things turned south, all twisted their heads, attempting to flee.

Some took cover behind rocks and returned fire.

The sound of gunfire continued nonstop, like a CS battle.

In the midst of this, Long Fei threw out silver needles scattering them sharply in front of him, resembling a Celestial Maiden scattering flowers.

Every silver needle was controlled by his spiritual power, much like precision-guided bullets being fired.

Pu, pu, pu!

Dull thuds sounded, blood splattered everywhere.

Needle after needle burst through the foreheads of the strong men in front.

Even those hiding behind the bluestone were not spared, the silver needles curving back to pierce through each of their heads.

In the crowd, only Mu Tianyou managed to escape the fastest.

Long Fei picked up a bullet from the ground and flicked it sharply with his fingers.

With a "pu" sound, it pierced through the back of Mu Tianyou’s right leg.

Mu Tianyou screamed in terror and rolled on the ground in agony.

Zheng Bin, protected by Vajra, was swiftly hoisted on his back, and they darted forward.

The poor Hong Qi, carried on his shoulder, grunted in pain from his wound.

Clutching a knife in his hand, he fiercely hacked it down towards Vajra’s neck.

Being at the peak of the Ancient Martial Realm, one strike caused Vajra’s body to soften and he rolled onto the ground.

Zheng Bin, holding a submachine gun, aimed at Hong Qi and opened fire.

But before he could pull the trigger, the bullet Long Fei had picked up was already flung and went through his palm.

Blood splashed, and he cried out in pain, tilting the gun barrel to one side.

Hong Qi then kicked out with his right foot, knocking the submachine gun away.

Tormented by Zheng Bin, he finally had his chance for revenge, and he wasn’t about to let this bastard go.

Zheng Bin, cradling his wrist, tried to flee.

Hong Qi pointed a finger, and a blast of Essential Qi shot out, "pu" going right through Zheng Bin’s head.

Blood mixed with brain matter splashed on the ground as Zheng Bin’s eyes bulged, not even having time to close before he fell to the ground.

Hong Qi turned around, ready to deliver a deadly blow to Vajra, when Long Fei urgently yelled, "Senior Hong, spare his life!"

This Vajra was naturally endowed with an indestructible Vajra body.

Even after being struck by Hong Qi, he regained his strength in just a few seconds and lashed out at Hong Qi with a palm as large as a fan, his eyes blood-red as he cursed, "Dare to kill my young master, I’ll smack you to death!"

Out of respect for Long Fei, Hong Qi leaped back to dodge.

Long Fei, from a distance, pointed two fingers at Vajra, whose knees crashed to the ground with a "pu tong," his bones nearly shattering from the tremendous force.

He howled at Long Fei in rage, no longer caring about his identity as the Buddha Master.

Long Fei, without arguing, stepped over the corpses and walked up to Mu Tianyou.

Mu Tianyou’s right leg was wounded by the gunshot, and the blood had already stained his pants red.

Sitting on the ground, he dragged his injured leg backwards while pleading, "You can’t kill me, my family is from the Nanyang Noble Family. If you kill me, they will definitely tear you to pieces!"

Long Fei sneered and extended his finger towards him.

Mu Tianyou repeatedly waved his hands, crying out in fear, "Don’t kill me, spare me, and I’ll give you any amount of money..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a tightness in his forehead.

A spurt of blood erupted in front of his eyes, and then he lost consciousness, collapsing limply to the ground.

Essential Qi shot forth, piercing straight through his head.

"Killers, people always kill them in return!"

Long Fei’s expression was icy, devoid of any previous gentleness.

He had spared Mu Tianyou more than once, but these people were unrepentant, confident in their martial prowess, pursuing him time and again.

Since they didn’t value the lives of others, Long Fei naturally wouldn’t hold back either.

More than thirty strong men, and now only Vajra was left.

Fat Wang and three others, armed with guns, appeared, feeling as though they had just taken a tour through Ghost Gate Pass.

If not for Long Fei, they would have likely been the ones dead.