Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 450 - 445: Youth is Like a Rake

Chapter 450: Chapter 445: Youth is Like a Rake

Lin Zifeng’s back couldn’t help breaking out in a cold sweat. If he really had some unclean relationships with those sisters, how could he face the old Buddha at home?

Thinking about it, Lin Zifeng felt even more frightened.

If anyone knew that Zhang Mengjie, known as the big sister of the Butterfly Sect in the East District of Zhonghai City, was actually sleeping with a security guard, how many people would wet their pants!

This was the big sister of the Butterfly Sect, who controlled many people’s lives!

And at this moment... she was actually slept by me...

Lin Zifeng felt his head was incredibly big!

When he cautiously moved Zhang Yuxuan’s delicate little hand away, Zhang Mengjie’s hand came over again, and it landed right on Lin Zifeng’s lower part.

At this moment, Lin Zifeng was almost crying in panic.

Damn it, this ain’t funny, is it?

Looking at Zhang Mengjie’s pretty face sleeping soundly, Lin Zifeng finally relaxed a bit.

He was just afraid that Zhang Mengjie would wake up at this moment, and then he really might be in deep trouble.

Lin Zifeng moved gracefully, like a little thief, gently lifting and putting Zhang Mengjie’s hand back.

He hunched his neck, looking guilty as a thief.

But just as he flipped over to remove Zhang Mengjie’s tender hand, Zhang Yuxuan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly turned toward him. And this girl was restless in her sleep. She unexpectedly slapped her hand right on Lin Zifeng’s briefs, immediately causing him so much pain that he nearly cried.

I’ve got some damn rotten luck...

But just when Lin Zifeng was in pain, before he even had time to wipe his tears, Zhang Yuxuan’s jade-like delicate hand gave it a pinch!

Pinched...!

What the heck is this rhythm!

"Brother Lin, are you awake?"

At this point, Zhang Yuxuan rubbed her beautiful eyes and asked softly.

"Uh, I, I just woke up too." Lin Zifeng trembled, his voice mixed with a quiver, afraid that the **** Queen next to him would suddenly explode and chop him alive with one palm.

"You look pale. What’s wrong? Did you not sleep well last night?" Zhang Yuxuan spoke very quietly, afraid of waking her sister.

But Zhang Mengjie was not bad otherwise, just that her sleep was heavier than others.

Even if it was thundering outside right now, she probably wouldn’t hear it, right?

"Last, last night? I slept very well last night. How about you? Did you sleep well?" Lin Zifeng’s expression became a bit unnatural as he hurriedly asked, "Nothing happened last night, right?"

"Last night? What happened last night? Weren’t the three of us together drinking? We got drunk and then went to sleep, Brother Lin, you didn’t take advantage of us while we were drunk and do something inappropriate, did you?" Zhang Yuxuan giggled continuously, her bed-tousled look as if someone had just pounced her into bed and messed around.

"Damn! Do you think Brother Lin is that kind of person?" Lin Zifeng almost jumped up, but he still covered his mouth in the end.

"Hehe, let’s go, have you not had breakfast yet? I’ll take you to have breakfast." Zhang Yuxuan slowly climbed out of bed, slightly tidying her disheveled hair as if Lin Zifeng had fought valiantly last night.

Zhang Yuxuan seemed to regard Lin Zifeng more highly after that.

"What about your sister?" Lin Zifeng pointed at Zhang Mengjie, who was still deep in sleep.

"My sister sleeps very deeply, she usually doesn’t really like having breakfast, so we don’t have to worry about her." Zhang Yuxuan quickly got out of bed and jumped toward the bathroom.

Of course.

Lin Zifeng naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to wake Zhang Mengjie.

Luckily Zhang Yuxuan’s house had plenty of daily necessities like toothbrushes. After accompanying Zhang Yuxuan to wash up.

Lin Zifeng ran happier than rabbits.

Walking in the early morning bustle of the East District in Zhonghai City, early in the morning, it was indeed rare to have breakfast with such a beautiful girl as Zhang Yuxuan.

After casually dealing with the hunger in a breakfast shop, Zhang Yuxuan held Lin Zifeng’s hand and bought two cups of milk tea.

The two sat in the garden, watching old men and women play Tai Chi.

"Brother Lin, what do you think youth is?"

At this moment, Zhang Yuxuan holding her milk tea turned her head and asked Lin Zifeng with a giggle.

Lin Zifeng hadn’t slept well the previous night and was dozing off completely sitting there in the garden.

"Ah?!"

"Are you very tired?" asked Zhang Yuxuan.

"What did you just say? I didn’t hear clearly, could you repeat it?" Lin Zifeng played it off with a laugh.

Despite receiving scornful glances from the young people exercising around them, Lin Zifeng was unbothered.

Occasionally, some envious jerks would discuss how it’s like a fine flower stuck in cow dung.

But Lin Zifeng didn’t mind them.

Me, cow dung? You are cow dung, your whole family is...

If you can, let the flowers stick too!

"Forget it, let’s not talk about it, I’m going back to open the store. Come visit me when you’re free." Seeing him behaving like a blockhead, Zhang Yuxuan started to feel a bit annoyed, apparently, this guy’s immunity to beauties was simply too strong.

Lin Zifeng didn’t try to keep her, letting Zhang Yuxuan leave.

About to leave, Zhang Yuxuan stomped her feet slightly, miffed that Lin Zifeng didn’t know how to appreciate her charm.

Youth? Youth is like trying hard to poop, and sometimes, despite your effort, what comes out is just a fart!

Until Zhang Yuxuan left, at that moment a muscular man approached Lin Zifeng’s direction.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" The middle-aged man had a square face and a small tuft of beard on his chin. His dark red clothes bulged due to his muscles.

His lower half was very solid; from the Tai Chi set he had performed on the lawn just now, it was evident he had once been a serious practitioner and might have even served as a soldier before.

"I wasn’t looking at anything specific, just admiring the Tai Chi you were performing," Lin Zifeng said with a toothy smile, radiating a sunny disposition that felt as though one was basking in sunshine.

The middle-aged man found Lin Zifeng’s smile quite appealing and stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder.

"Seems like you know your stuff! How about you join me for a little sparring?"

Laymen watch the excitement; experts watch the technique.

Lin Zifeng directly responded, "You’re not my match."

"Ha!" The middle-aged man’s facial muscles twitched.

It seems this guy was really into pretending he was something else.

"Why not give it a try? Come on, brother, don’t worry, I know how to control my strength. I won’t hurt you." The middle-aged man seemed very confident in his martial arts, cheerfully inviting Lin Zifeng to step up and spar.

"Sorry, I have other matters to attend to," Lin Zifeng said, disregarding him.

He had only watched the man perform Tai Chi briefly.

Unexpectedly, the man thought his Tai Chi skills had captivated Lin Zifeng.

"Brother, don’t go," the middle-aged man said, his stance stable as he moved toward Lin Zifeng, extending his hands like iron clamps and placed them directly on Lin Zifeng’s shoulders.

He intended to block Lin Zifeng’s path, but Lin Zifeng only had to shake his shoulders. He flicked the man’s hands off.

"An expert indeed!" The middle-aged man laughed, thrilled to encounter another adept practitioner.

He licked his lips, excited, having not fought with anyone since retiring from the military.

However, when he struck again, his fist had not yet reached Lin Zifeng’s back when Lin Zifeng, standing immovably, suddenly moved.

With a spinning turn, he caught the man’s neck with a hand swift as a ghost, then leveraging the force the man had exerted, he spun backwards.

Until the man felt the world spinning around him, he thought he was finished.

Yet he found himself thrown several meters by Lin Zifeng and sitting steadily on a large rock!

When the middle-aged man fully came to his senses, the young man who had been nearby had already vanished without a trace.

Now the man couldn’t help breaking out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

Slightly terrified, he muttered, "Oh my god! He was a master!"

...

It was only after Lin Zifeng returned home that he found the house completely empty.

Only the handsome guy lay on the ground, gasping for breath; perhaps the ghastly hot weather was too much to bear.

It made the poor Labrador retriever nearly collapse from heat exhaustion.

Seeing Lin Zifeng enter, the handsome guy briefly raised his head then lowered it again, ignoring him.

Of course, Lin Zifeng wouldn’t stoop to squabbling with a broken-down dog.

After casually changing his clothes, it had been many days since he had gone to work.

He indeed missed the days at work.

Just after he had returned, Long Yunfei had called him, mentioning that there would be a martial arts demonstration at the CIA that evening.

The old man hoped he would attend to support the event and also let him discover how many secrets the ancient city of Zhonghai City held.

Taking advantage of the early hour, Lin Zifeng hired a taxi and soon arrived at the company.

This time he didn’t enter through the South Gate but used the back door instead, as it was only nine in the morning.

The professionals at Tianyu Group typically worked nine to five.

The fear was running into Mu Yang and Zhao Xue Mo, two women who made Lin Zifeng uncomfortable.

Mu Yang was tolerable, having given Lin Zifeng some peace these last few days.

But Zhao Xue Mo was a different story. Who knew what kind of melodramatic scene might unfold upon meeting her again, or what the first thing she would say might be?

After greeting the finance department, Lin Zifeng was about to leave when he received a call from Nangong Bing.

Holding the buzzing phone, Lin Zifeng was somewhat reluctant to answer.

They had argued yesterday, resulting in a misunderstanding, and he didn’t know if she was still angry.

After a mental struggle, Lin Zifeng finally answered.

"Where are you?" Nangong Bing’s voice was as cold as ever, especially within the company, where her cold demeanor earned her the title "Ice Queen."

"At the company."

"Come over now," Nangong Bing said coldly, her tone slightly commanding.

After hanging up, Lin Zifeng didn’t think too much and hurriedly made his way to Nangong Bing’s office.

Just as he reached the outside of Nangong Bing’s office, Lin Zifeng suddenly stopped.

He heard a man’s voice inside Nangong Bing’s office raising a ruckus.

Listening carefully, Lin Zifeng’s chest instantly burned with anger!

Damn it!