The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 479 - 0479: Power Zhen Four Directions

Chapter 479: Chapter 0479: Power Zhen Four Directions

Long Fei had no leisure to extort the Hong Sect. Although he was also a money-grubber at heart, he still had some bottom line.

At this moment, he was intently observing the ceaseless cell division of Jin Zhijian, contemplating his own path of physical cultivation.

Whether it’s humans or the myriad things in the universe, ultimately, everything is composed of particles.

Humans are made up of countless cells; by continuously magnifying human skin, one can see active cells, nuclei, and even the genetic chains within the nuclei.

A slight change in Jin Zhijian’s genetic chains led to rapid cell division, mutation, and recombination in his body.

An otherwise normal person had now turned into this monstrosity.

Long Fei wondered if his True Dragon Nine Transformations, at the stage of skin and flesh, was refining these cells?

Simply temper all the cells in the body, and one would possess indestructible skin and flesh.

Thinking this, his interest in Jin Zhijian vanished completely.

Chu Feng called out from the side, "Brother Long, do you need me to quote you a price?"

The Hong Sect’s big shot furrowed his brows at this, wishing he could sew the youngster’s mouth shut.

It was one thing for him to extort, but now he was inciting others to do the same.

Jin Zhijian, with fists as large as a fan, pummeled his chest and howled, "Want to kill me? It won’t be that easy!"

His eyes swept over the crowd, fixating on Lin Yingying as he roared, "Lin Yingying, you are mine!"

Lin Yingying’s heart ached; she couldn’t understand why he insisted on being so stubborn, turning himself into a monster!

With a flash from the Storage Ring in Long Fei’s hand, a white light shot towards the sky, and he clenched a longsword in his hand.

He said indifferently to Jin Zhijian, "Heterodox Path, you shall never gain the favor of the noble. I need not kill you; you will die amidst cell division. Jin Zhijian, you’ve made a wrong move!"

"Enough talk, fight for your life!"

Jin Zhijian wouldn’t listen; he launched his fist at Long Fei with the sole thought of killing him.

This place was his stage for fame; how could he possibly lose to this nobody!

He was wealthy and handsome, a grand descendant of the Jin Family.

Lin Yingying was his, forever and always.

The wind from the fist made the T-shirt on Long Fei’s body flutter loudly.

Long Fei sprang from the ground, exclaiming, "With one sword, I can slay countless enemies!"

Sword Qi burst forth from the Tai’a Sword, spurting out a beam over a dozen meters long, slicing at Jin Zhijian’s waist.

Jin Zhijian’s body suddenly stalled, his face wearing an expression of complete disbelief as he looked at Long Fei.

He had believed that after such a long struggle, victory was certain.

Yet suddenly, he realized that he was nothing but a clown.

He felt his body splitting in two, and suddenly a torrent of blood spurted from his abdomen, splashing over the grass.

With a stifled roar, Jin Zhijian questioned, "Why?"

His knees buckled, and he tumbled to the ground, his gaze fixed on Lin Yingying’s position.

Lin Yingying’s nose soured, and she covered her mouth with a sob.

This was the outcome she least wanted to see. She had thought that after a fight, Jin Zhijian would concede and leave.

Instead, he had chosen a path leading to his death.

Long Fei, sword in hand, landed and stood in the middle of the area, his back to Jin Zhijian.

The wind tousled his hair, making him appear as if a war deity had descended to the mortal realm.

The disciples of Hong Sect were all cowed by his power; even Chu Feng couldn’t help but inwardly marvel.

His brother’s strength far exceeded his imagination.

Even he wasn’t sure he could defeat this brother of his.

Fortunately, they were brothers.

An unforeseen disaster had struck the Hong Sect.

Not to mention anything else, but during the melee, there were already hundreds of disciples injured or killed.

A group of VIPs watched with furrowed brows, unsure how to explain this incident to America’s Jin Family.

Luckily, someone recorded everything from start to finish under the pretense of capturing the grand event, but now it has become evidence.

It was Jīn Zhijian who turned into a monster and killed indiscriminately, so no one can blame others for slaying him.

Even if the Jin Family’s influence within the Hong Sect is significant, they are still in the wrong.

What’s more frustrating for them is that not only did they lose disciples, but they also have to compensate Chu Feng with two billion yuan.

They have no choice but to pay, as Chu Feng’s strength is apparent for all to see.

If he gets unhappy, he could potentially annihilate their entire family.

Before leaving, he made sure to leave his bank account number.

Long Fei also left one, although not for the Hong Sect, but for the Zhang Family instead.

Zhang Xuan’er is Zhang Xuan’er, and Zhang Jingbiao is Zhang Jingbiao.

This account must be settled clearly. He directly told Old Master Zhang that if one billion yuan didn’t show up in the account by tomorrow morning, he would personally go to the Zhang Family to demand it.

Zhang Wenyuan’s face turned dark, remaining silent and sulky.

He thought he was friends with Long Fei, but it seemed he was mistaken.

In this matter, he couldn’t find any fault to pick.

It was his idiot grandson who insisted on looking for trouble with Chu Feng. Now that Chu Feng is asking for money, he has every right to do so.

At the top-floor restaurant of the Victoria Hotel, Long Fei, Chu Feng, Lin Yingying, and Zhang Xuan’er sat down at two separate tables.

Sophia and Soria stood behind Chu Feng, serving tea and pouring water, the picture of dutiful maids.

They had changed into maid outfits specially chosen by Chu Feng—black dresses paired with white stockings.

They also wore headscarves, drawing frequent glances from the surrounding men.

They were curious about which family’s son Chu Feng was, to have two such beautiful twin foreign maids serving him.

Their fair complexions and handsome features were clearly of a distinguished caliber.

Lin Yingying, while cutting her steak, looked at Chu Feng in annoyance and said, "Do we really need to be so high-profile just for a meal?"

"Bro, this is called enjoying life. Just be jealous and envious!"

Chu Feng remained calm and asked Long Fei, "Brother Long, do you want a maid? How about I let Sophia follow you?"

Of the two sisters, Sophia is the more aloof one, without Soria’s sweet talk.

Hearing this, they both frowned, really wanting to bite the neck of their cheap master.

It was torment enough to be subjugated to him; now he even wanted to split them up.

Long Fei glanced at Lin Yingying and, with the heart of a thief but not the gall, repeatedly waved his hands saying, "Forget it, I can’t enjoy such a luxury."

Chu Feng shook his head, lamenting, "Ah, being henpecked is truly an affliction!"

Lin Yingying gritted her teeth, really wanting to sew that guy’s mouth shut; she always got irritated when she was with him.

Chu Feng looked at her and purposefully provoked, "When Brother Long was slaying Jin Zhijian, I saw you crying. Were you mourning your ex-boyfriend?"

"Damn you!"

Lin Yingying’s head erupted with metaphorical black lines, and she couldn’t help but swear.

She had never dated Jin Zhijian; the sight of a former friend transformed only brought back painful memories.

Worriedly, she glanced at Long Fei, afraid that he might misunderstand.

Long Fei teased while eating his steak, "What’s the fuss? It’s common to get ’greened’ while floating in the rivers and lakes. I wear my green proudly; greenness brings health!"

"I can’t eat like this!"

Lin Yingying ground her teeth and stood up abruptly, slapping the table.

Chu Feng and Zhang Xuan’er, however, couldn’t help but burst into laughter, almost spitting out their food.

Long Fei quickly held her back, soothingly pacifying her for a long time until she sat down again.

She had the most misfortune coming here, initially intending to partner with the Zhang Family.

Instead, she ended up provoking the second young master of the Zhang Family.

The partnership was definitely off now, and with Long Fei having extorted a billion yuan from them, it’s a wonder if they don’t hate them to death.

Zhang Xuan’er watched them joking and playing, feeling a pang of envy and thinking to herself when would she have friends who would stand by her through thick and thin and protect her as if she were their treasured pearl.