Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 447 - 442 Your Life is Worth One Million (Additional Release)

Chapter 447: Chapter 442 Your Life is Worth One Million (Additional Release)

"Whoever kills him will be rewarded with three hundred thousand!"

Indeed, under heavy gold, there will be brave men.

Moreover, these people were hardly united, especially those who hid behind others, continuously pushing those in front towards the front, resulting in a hundred people shoving each other.

Suddenly, Lin Zifeng was surrounded in the center.

"Ah...!" At that moment, a man as thin as a pig’s kidney brandished a large knife and howled to boost his own courage.

But before the man could get close to Lin Zifeng, Lin Zifeng had already lashed out with a skyward kick.

The hard tip of the shoe fiercely kicked right under his chin, instantly sending the man flying high into the air.

No sooner had he kicked one man away when several burly men, seizing the opportunity, fiercely slashed at him with their knives.

Lin Zifeng’s footsteps shifted rapidly, landing his elbow on one man’s chest.

His other hand gently pushed forward, sending the subordinate flying several meters away.

"Kill him!"

In the crowd, those standing at the back crazily spurred on.

But just as five people rushed forward, Lin Zifeng tapped the knee of one underling with the tip of his foot and, using that man’s knee, his entire body flipped through the air.

A series of kicks sent the crowd into utter chaos.

Just as Lin Zifeng had landed, a sudden intense pain in his back made him involuntarily cry out in pain.

Indeed, one can hardly defeat many, this saying wasn’t at all exaggerated.

Touching the blood flowing from his back, Lin Zifeng licked it.

The provocation drew out Lin Zifeng’s fierce nature. Originally, he was just toying with them, but these fools truly sought to take his life.

Lin Zifeng’s face suddenly turned icy cold.

His eyes emitted a dense murderous intent.

Those who knew him understood that once the Death God’s pupils became lifeless, a major disaster would follow!

"Big brother Lin, watch your back!"

From a distance, Zhang Mengjie leaned tiredly in Zhang Yuxuan’s arms, both keeping an eye on this side.

Having stayed low-key for so long, the once unbridled Death God was stirred into fury.

Zhang Yuxuan had barely finished speaking.

Lin Zifeng abruptly turned around, his five fingers like five sharp blades of the Sword Radiance, clamping tightly around the subordinate’s neck!

In an instant, that subordinate’s entire body was lifted off the ground, his eyes wide with terror as he struggled for breath.

But Lin Zifeng would give him no chance to beg for mercy.

"Snap!"

Blood poured down, soaking Lin Zifeng’s entire arm.

The lifeless underling, eyes rolling back, limbs flailing weakly.

Until Lin Zifeng plunged back into the crowd, pouncing like a ferocious beast.

Instantly, the crowd was filled with screams, wails, roars... The scene was chaotic, limbs and flesh scattered everywhere, the sight of blood and guts so repulsive it could make one retch.

At this very moment, those underlings were already terrified, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

In fact, from the beginning until now, Lin Zifeng had not truly killed that many people.

It was rather that these people were simply not united, resulting in many accidental deaths.

Until everyone had fled, only a short man remained, collapsed limply on the dark street.

Pointing at Lin Zifeng, his mouth trembled, the cold sweat on his forehead almost soaking his head hair.

Lin Zifeng pulled out a cigarette and took off his blood-soaked sweatshirt.

Before his eyes was a body of clearly defined muscles, sweat, and blood, presenting a strong physique with edges and contours.

Despite Lin Zifeng appearing thin when clothed, once he shed his garments, those muscles he developed over the years were undeniably impressive.

"Big, big brother, don’t, don’t kill me! All my fault, I was blind, I was wrong. I realize my mistake now," the short man continuously slapped his own face, his pale complexion akin to a sheet of white paper, completely void of color.

But Lin Zifeng just smiled, crouched down, and placed a freshly lit cigarette into the trembling man’s mouth, gently patted his face, and said with a smile, "Where did you go wrong?"

"I, I, I was wrong. As long as you don’t kill me, I can give you money! I can give you a lot of money," by this time, the short man, with the cigarette Lin Zifeng had given him trembling at the corner of his mouth due to severe intimidation.

"Money? How much money?"

"Five hundred thousand! No, no, no! One million! I have a lot of money, just please don’t kill me, I can give it all to you! Please, you must believe me."

"Your life is worth only a million?" Lin Zifeng suddenly raised his dense eyebrows like two broadswords.

The short man’s legs shook uncontrollably in fear.

Looking at those groaning and moaning underlings on the ground, and the murdered mobsters.

The short man was filled with regret.

"No, no, no! My life is definitely worth more than a million. Big, big brother, I’ll give you five million! Five million! Just let me go today, and I can give you five million! No, it should be offered to you, offered to you five million."

Fearing that he might irritate the psychopath once again, the man quickly waved his hands, watching every expression and movement of the young man before him intensely.

At this moment, Zhang Mengjie and Zhang Yuxuan, along with a large group of underlings, came over. During Lin Zifeng’s fight earlier, Zhang Mengjie had made a call to her subordinates, and in less than five minutes, five hundred people had gathered on the street!

This was enough to show Zhang Mengjie’s status and influence in this area.

An overwhelming crowd, as far as the eye could see.

"Sister, what should we do with him now?" Zhang Yuxuan was also holding a bright, pointed knife.

At this time, Zhang Mengjie had slowly regained her strength.

Looking at Lin Zifeng squatting in front of the man, bargaining with him.

This woman, an angel on the outside, devil on the inside, actually shook her head and laughed.

"I’ll leave it to you," at this point, Lin Zifeng stood up and took the clothes Zhang Yuxuan handed to him.

"Are you leaving now?" both the fierce queen Zhang Mengjie and Zhang Yuxuan asked at the same time.

"If I don’t leave now, do you expect me to stay here in the blistering heat with my torso drenched in blood?"

"Wait a moment!"

Zhang Mengjie ran over.

"What?" Lin Zifeng, clutching the area around his waist where he had just been stabbed, continuously oozed fresh blood between his fingers. If he hadn’t dodged swiftly,

he might have lost his life.

"Wait a minute for me." Zhang Mengjie grinned, turned her delicate body, faced grimly, took a sharp knife from an underling, and walked directly to the man pleading on the ground.

With a hand as delicate as jade, she firmly grabbed the man’s hair, not even waiting for him to cry out and beg.

Zhang Mengjie’s sharp knife plunged into the man’s neck repeatedly.

"Puff, puff, puff —!"

Zhang Mengjie, with a cold look, stabbed seven or eight times, shredding the man’s throat completely. The whole throat was muddled with minced flesh.

After throwing down the knife in her hand, Zhang Mengjie wiped it off, kicked the twitching man, who was rolling his eyes back, away.

"Feed it to the dogs," Zhang Mengjie said expressionlessly after scanning the stunned underlings a few times.

Then, flipping her hair back and wiping the blood from her face with her sleeve, she pulled her sister Zhang Yuxuan along and quickly disappeared into the street end with Lin Zifeng, who was still shocked...

Several minutes went by before the newly arrived underlings finally realized.

Why the boss of the Butterfly Sect, looking like an unknown young girl, held a venomous snake reputation dreaded by the underworld!

Indeed, beneath the appearance of an angel, a devil’s heart was hidden.