Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 337 - 339: Nangong Bing’s Change of Taste

Chapter 337: Chapter 339: Nangong Bing’s Change of Taste

Chapter 339: Nangong Bing’s Change of Flavor

Eventually, Black Hawk was completely controlled by them, being fed large amounts of drugs every day. Each time his cravings kicked in, they would offer him the drugs in exchange for fighting in underground matches. If Black Hawk refused to follow their demands, the subsequent days almost drove him to suicidal thoughts. Multiple times he truly considered suicide, but each time he remembered the once glorious Thirteen Eagles, who now lay unclaimed, and he told himself he still had brothers, he still had the once glorious Thirteen Eagles. He would not let himself simply collapse.

"Smack!"

Lin Zifeng suddenly stood up, his tall and robust figure as sharp as an arrow, exuding an intense killing aura from head to toe! Especially his eyes, which were as desolate as death itself—if anyone were to capture the color in his eyes at that moment, they would be either terrified or shocked speechless.

Even Black Hawk, who had been hovering on the brink of death for years, was stunned by the aura emanating from him.

Black Hawk had thought he had changed over the years, but he never imagined that his elder brother was now even more terrifying and profound than before...

Black Hawk could never have imagined that he was still alive. Had it not been for his resolve to ensure his brothers’ remains were not buried in a foreign land, Black Hawk might have already lost all will to live.

That night, Black Hawk reported everything he had gone through in the past two years to Lin Zifeng, but every time Black Hawk asked where Lin Zifeng had been these past years, Lin Zifeng’s responses were always simple, just a smile that seemed to brush everything off.

Seeing the once brilliant Death God now only offering a bitter smile, Black Hawk, as his life-and-death brother, understood very well. Lin Zifeng’s character was such that even if he only had half a life left, he would still smile through part of the journey. This was the type of man that had drawn thirteen of the world’s kings to his organization.

The Thirteen Eagles under Death God’s leadership at Heavenly Gate were incredibly powerful, hardly ever failing a mission. Unfortunately, the consequences of their last battle’s failure were most tragic...

That night, Black Hawk’s addiction did not flare up, and he talked with Lin Zifeng for the entire night. After all, reuniting with his life-and-death brother in Huaxia after two years was something even Lin Zifeng could not have dreamed of.

The next morning, Lin Zifeng rented a rundown but spacious house for Black Hawk on the outskirts of Zhonghai City, which served as a temporary place for Black Hawk.

Over the next two days, Lin Zifeng did not return home, which infuriated Nangong Bing at home. After countless phone calls, which he blatantly ignored, despite her being the top director of the Tianyu Group, you would think, with respect to her position as the president alone, he would at least answer.

With the company being so busy, Nangong Bing had to go out each day to discuss future development strategies with partners, yet she had to go alone every time. As the president of Tianyu, she should not be without people by her side—how was this acceptable?

Under the enthusiastic suggestion of the trade department head, Sun Xiaonao, Nangong Bing was extremely reluctant about the bodyguard she recommended.

If it weren’t for the face of the company’s board, Nangong Bing would have outright dismissed her. Since Tianyu was just starting up, she did not want to cause internal strife within the company. Instead, she decided to endure it for a while. Once she had absolute power, Nangong Bing could do as she pleased: a calm compromise now for a wider scope later.

Of course!

All of this blame had to be pinned on that Lin fellow. If he hadn’t been playing disappearance tricks these past few days, would she be in such a pitiful state, without even a decent bodyguard driver?

Finally, on the afternoon of the third day, Lin Zifeng returned home, dragging his exhausted body. However, he only came back to pick up some personal belongings. As he pushed open the door, he found Nangong Bing wearing gold-rimmed black glasses, sitting in a coffee chair, sipping coffee, and looking at a newspaper in front of the sky-view balcony.

Lin Zifeng did not speak; he simply pushed the door open and headed straight upstairs.

Little did he know his sudden entrance startled Nangong Bing almost to the point of spilling her coffee everywhere.

"Bang"

Nangong Bing’s white, jade-like hands fiercely slapped the newspaper on the coffee table as she stared with fiery eyes and stormed toward Lin Zifeng’s room.

"Lin! You stop right there!" Nangong Bing, with her hands on her hips, was wearing the classical long dress and the slightly refreshing Korean-style blouse that Lin Zifeng had bought for her that day.

Against the backdrop of the classical long dress, it indeed stirred up a buzz among the company’s employees secretly. Ever since Nangong Bing took control of Tianyu, no one had ever seen this female executioner’s gentle side. She was always cold and wore a delicate, pretty face, acting as if everyone owed her millions.

The kind that gets angry at the sight of anyone.

And now, Nangong Bing’s change over these days really made these beasts feel belittled, feeling that her sudden gentleness and generosity were so damn unfamiliar.

Even when employees politely greeted her at work, Nangong Bing, breaking her norm, actually returned a smile.

My God! Lord! Dear mom!

Is this still our group’s top executioner, President Nangong?

Even Zhang Xixi, who was usually close to Nangong Bing, was scared by the scene Nangong Bing had displayed these past few days.

What? Our company’s boss suddenly started repenting to Buddha overnight?

Or did the end of the world start over?

Or did the dinosaur era happen again?

"What?" As Lin Zifeng reached the middle of the stairs, he didn’t even turn his head, his indifferent voice stunned Nangong Bing, who was still in a slightly joyful mood.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Lin Zifeng had already indifferently disappeared at the top of the stairs, heading straight to his room.

At that moment, Nangong Bing’s fury surged up.

Even her own little heart was almost shattered by Lin Zifeng’s utterly unhelpful comment. In an instant, Nangong Bing felt a bit wronged, and more so, she felt sympathy for herself. Today, I took great pains to dress up beautifully, just to show off the clothes you picked for me. I didn’t expect this ungrateful guy to be so clueless about human interactions, not to say he should flatter or cater to me.

But you could at least look back. Whether good or bad, just give some sign.

At that moment, Nangong Bing was almost about to rush into the kitchen, grab the knife she usually used to cut steaks, and barge into his room, ready to stab him to death.

After entering his room, Lin Zifeng casually opened a large wooden box that contained all he had left from over the years. Before entering the Dark Prison, he had buried all these things in a secret place, thinking that if something happened to him in the future, someone could dig them out.

It was laughable: he had actually managed to come out of the Dark Prison alive, something unimaginable.

He took some well-preserved items and pocketed them, ready to turn around and leave, only to find Nangong Bing standing domineeringly in front of the door, her almond eyes glaring angrily at him as if she might pounce and kill him at any moment.

"What, what are you doing?" Lin Zifeng was taken aback.

Ha! What am I doing? Nangong Bing laughed, her heart stirring uneasily, almost ready to grab a stick and beat this guy to death right there, saving her the trouble of getting angry at him in the future.