Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 262 - 265: The Appearance of the Mysterious Man

Chapter 262: Chapter 265: The Appearance of the Mysterious Man

Chapter 265: The Mysterious Man’s Appearance

According to the information provided by Li Lin.

Lin Zifeng was beginning to doubt, his cold face slightly grave.

His emotionless eyes quickly moved as he hastened toward his family’s old house. Based on what Li Lin had described, Lin Zifeng had to be extra cautious because the disappearance of his parents five years ago was still an unsolved mystery. Even the slightest clue was something he couldn’t afford to ignore.

Looking at the empty old house, Lin Zifeng felt a wrenching pain in his heart, as if he were being cut by a thousand knives and stabbed by ten thousand needles, the emotions he had been suppressing suddenly erupted.

"Dad, Mom."

Gazing into the pitch-dark, dilapidated old house, Lin Zifeng was overwhelmed with thoughts, an inexplicable sense of loneliness surging from within.

His fists, as big as punching bags, clenched tightly, his sharp fingernails deeply digging into his palms as he stared at the house, scenes from the past surfaced in his mind.

Letting his fingernails dig deeply into his palms, he had no reaction.

After circling around the old house, Lin Zifeng still chose not to enter. Entering would flood his mind with unbearable past memories, so he simply chose to loiter outside.

After about half an hour of quietly waiting nearby the house, Lin Zifeng’s hanging heart finally settled down.

Perhaps he was just being paranoid. Maybe Li Lin and her father were mistaken after all? There was no sign of any person.

Just as Lin Zifeng was about to turn around and leave, he heard a noise coming from inside the old house!

Instantly, Lin Zifeng’s pacing halted.

In an instant, his eyes sparked with an unknown emotion, and without thinking, Lin Zifeng abruptly turned his head and dashed inside.

"Bang!"

Without thinking, Lin Zifeng quickly stepped through the doorway and kicked open the door, rushing in swiftly.

"Who’s there!?"

After bursting in, Lin Zifeng immediately saw a dark figure darting around inside, seemingly searching for something.

The dark figure also noticed Lin Zifeng at the same time and, in a panic, began sprinting towards the outside.

"Think you can leave! Not so easy, stay!"

Lin Zifeng’s body trembled with a roar, his broad hands lunging toward the shadow like steel pliers, his presence surging dramatically, completely different from his usual depressed demeanor!

In the pitch-black room, the shadow’s master was not slow to react. Seeing Lin Zifeng lunging at him, the whooshing noise piercing through the air, a cold smirk slowly formed on the corner of the shadow master’s mouth.

The shadow master took a step forward, his eyes shining with brilliance, his whole body erupting with an astonishing presence, a devastating killing aura like Ling Li’s sharp knife directly confronting Lin Zifeng’s fists.

"Bang bang bang!"

Both men threw punches simultaneously, the heavy sounds of blows echoing within the cramped space.

With a ’boom’, the master of the shadow was suddenly propelled away by Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng’s eyes sharp as arrows, he charged forward in a burst, raising his hand to deliver a palm strike directly at the shadow’s vital area.

"Crack!"

Just as Lin Zifeng’s arm fell, he heard a crisp sound.

Regrettably, it was not the sound of the shadow master’s bones breaking, but rather the cunning fellow had picked up a wooden chair to block Lin Zifeng’s powerful strike.

"Who are you?!"

Lin Zifeng’s eyes sharp as arrows, he coldly pressed the question.

The other party did not answer Lin Zifeng’s question but continued to run towards the outside.

But by then, Lin Zifeng had already developed a killing intent.

It was impossible to let the figure get away so easily.

"Since you’re here, you might as well stay!"

Narrowing his eyes, Lin Zifeng flipped his right hand, his fingers forming a claw. As the shadowy figure passed by him, Lin Zifeng once again exploded with an attack.

The speed of his punches and kicks reached their limits.

Faint breaking sounds could be heard in the air.

Just as the master of the shadow reached the doorway, feeling the bursts of fist wind from behind, he suddenly twisted his head. Against the backdrop of the night, his eyes shone with a fierce brilliance, full of malice.

With a "smack!" in the midst of the rush, the shadow’s master threw a punch back, but regretfully, Lin Zifeng’s strength was too astonishing.

The shadow’s master winced in pain, his body hurled away by the force unleashed from Lin Zifeng.

With a ’wa’ sound, he spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood, no longer caring about the severity of his injuries as he clutched his chest and sprinted towards the road.

Lin Zifeng’s pupils narrowed slightly; he was not about to let him escape so easily.

Without clarity on his identity, Lin Zifeng would not spare any survivors, as he himself was a secret.

As the shadow was about to disappear into the night, Lin Zifeng picked up a piece of wood shattered earlier and threw it forcefully. The chunk of wood, the size of a chopstick, shot towards the shadow with tremendous speed.

"Swoosh..."

The block of wood moved swiftly, instantly catching up with the shadow’s master who was about to flee into the night.

"Thud!"

A spray of blood suddenly burst from the body of the shadow.

It was thought that he would painfully surrender, but unexpectedly, the shadow’s master, gritting his teeth, continued to run forward.

"Let’s see how far you can run!"

Lin Zifeng was not urgently chasing.

Following the trail of blood scent left by the shadow, Lin Zifeng finally caught up in a suburb. He greeted the shadow’s master with an Iron Fist, sending him flying away with a single punch.

But, given the guy’s constant resistance, Lin Zifeng eventually had to use lethal force. After breaking the shadow master’s legs, the man finally calmed down.

"Speak, who are you?"

Lin Zifeng stepped on his head, pulled the black cloth from his face, and to his shock, discovered the man had taken poison, bleeding from his nose and mouth, foam flowing out.

Staring back at Lin Zifeng with rolling white eyes, it was clear he was resentful. After having his legs broken by Lin Zifeng, he realized he probably wouldn’t survive and thus chose to end his life by poison.

Seeing that the only clue had vanished, Lin Zifeng indifferently watched his corpse, showing not a trace of pity. After a brief search of the body that yielded no new clues, Lin Zifeng’s worries intensified.

It seemed that the organization behind this man was particularly unique, capable of ensuring their agents took poison to avoid capture upon failure. Such cases were indeed rare.

Even during Lin Zifeng’s own time as a mercenary, he would never consider suicide by poison, for he never gave up any opportunity to survive until the very last moment.

Even in death, he intended to take several with him.

Looking at the man foaming at the mouth and about to die, no compassion colored Lin Zifeng’s cold face. Instead, he appeared indifferent, as if viewing a lamb about to be slaughtered. Then, pulling out a white cloth from his pocket, Lin Zifeng covered the man’s face, his hand silently reaching into his throat.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of breaking bones echoed as the man, with his eyes rolling back and mouth foaming, immediately lost all signs of life.

Lin Zifeng stood up expressionlessly, wiped his palms with the white cloth, and his desolate figure gradually disappeared into the night.