Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 490 - 485: Honey, I Got Beaten Up

Chapter 490: Chapter 485: Honey, I Got Beaten Up

At this moment, Lin Zifeng’s eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead bulged conspicuously!

He resembled a Primordial beast.

It was only after a long while that he gradually regained his composure, and the bloodshot in his pupils slowly retracted.

However, the blood between his arms was still flowing non-stop, until it eventually covered the entire arm and cooled and solidified under the caress of the north wind.

Leaning against the grass underneath a tree, Lin Zifeng slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket, taking deep drags one after another.

He struggled to calm his intensely fluctuating emotions.

Lin Zifeng took a long drag of the cigarette, shrouding his resolute face completely in smoke.

Looking at the bracelet on his wrist, covered in blood, his thoughts were numerous.

But at this moment, the bracelet showed no signs of life, until Lin Zifeng’s blood flowed onto it, making the bracelet noticeably smoother and more textured than before.

...

It was not until late at night that Lin Zifeng returned to the villa, exhausted, to find that Nangong Bing had already fallen asleep early due to alcohol poisoning.

In the hall, only the handsome big guy was left, lifting his head and casting a greenish glow in the darkness of the night.

Lin Zifeng was in no mood to deal with it now, and as for the origins of this damn dog, it probably couldn’t be figured out for the time being.

Dragging his battered body, Lin Zifeng took steps towards the second floor, and upon seeing the brightly lit room of Nangong Bing, he paused involuntarily.

He wondered, so late at night, could she still be awake? Or was she working overtime in her room?

Lin Zifeng shook his head helplessly. The pain in his body nearly made him howl out loud.

Just as Lin Zifeng was about to turn around, a beautiful silhouette stood motionless behind him.

Nangong Bing held a cup of strong tea between her slender fingers, wearing a white semi-transparent bathrobe, with her black, lustrous hair falling in front of her snowy peaks and dragging red and white flip-flops. Seeing Lin Zifeng covered in blood and in disarray.

Nangong Bing was instantly taken aback.

She didn’t know where Lin Zifeng had gone late at night, but being an extremely intelligent woman, seeing him drenched in blood with both arms smeared with bloodstains, and his body filthy and awkward, Nangong Bing’s heart couldn’t help but feel as if it had been pricked by something.

"Lin Zifeng," Nangong Bingqing’s lips parted slightly, her gaze fixated on him like water in autumn.

"Uh, hehe, boss, you haven’t gone to bed yet?" Lin Zifeng managed to draw a bitter smile using his facial muscles, but it seemed so forced.

"What happened to you?" Nangong Bing pursed her lips, tears involuntarily swirling in her eyes. Although she had grown somewhat weary of his sleaziness during their time together, familiarity had bred affection. Recalling the days of banter since Lin Zifeng first came to her company, Nangong Bing had initially consigned this man’s image to the depths of Hell, but now, seeing him in such a sorry state, he looked like a pitiable creature who had been beaten up.

"It’s nothing. I went out for drinks with some friends tonight and accidentally fell into a sewer on the way back. Ended up twisted like a pretzel," Lin Zifeng explained, attempting to muster a smile, but each time he strained to smile, the ghastly wound on his face oozed fresh blood, causing his facial muscles to twitch involuntarily.

"Impossible! You’re lying! How could such a careless incident occur? Tell me, who did this to you?" Nangong Bing quickly put down the teacup she was holding and stepped lightly in front of Lin Zifeng. Her tear-filled eyes shimmered, possibly moved by concern for him.

"I really fell into a sewer, don’t believe me? Smell this—you’ll know if you do. Look, I even smell bad," Lin Zifeng said, trying to raise his arms in front of Nangong Bing, but underneath, the Vital Energy inflicted by Long Tianya had severely damaged his arm’s flesh, making it somewhat mangled.

As Nangong Bing reached out to touch his arms, her hand inadvertently grazed the wound underneath Lin Zifeng’s arm.

"Uh ah!" Lin Zifeng groaned through clenched teeth.

Beads of sweat the size of peas inevitably streamed down from his forehead.

However, Nangong Bing covered her mouth, her almond eyes wide open, and tears had already uncontrollably flowed down.

He had been perfectly fine when he took her to the hospital in the morning, but now he came back looking like this.

How could Nangong Bing’s heart not ache.

"Can you seriously tell me what happened to you? Who bullied you?" What Nangong Bing could imagine at the moment was probably that he’d been badly beaten by someone.

Lin Zifeng’s expression froze, and, well, she had actually guessed right.

But what good would telling her do? Not being able to beat Long Tianya simply meant he was no match for him, three years in fortunes and misfortunes. As long as Lin Zifeng didn’t die.

Someday, he would reclaim his dignity.

"I really did fall into a sewer, I’m not lying to you," Lin Zifeng said earnestly.

"I don’t believe it! Tell me, who beat you up?" Nangong Bing’s beautiful eyes flared in anger, her ample chest heaved in front of Lin Zifeng, but sadly the poor guy now couldn’t even smile without his facial muscles cramping painfully, let alone worry about whether something else could rise...

"Err, even if I told you, you couldn’t help me," Lin Zifeng said with a wry smile.

"Who is it? Just give me a name, and I, Nangong Bing, will make sure he eats prison food for the rest of his life! He’ll never be able to turn over a new leaf!" In an instant, Nangong Bing’s aura intensified, her natural queenly temperament surged up sharply, especially with the fierce gleam in her soulful eyes. This really caused Lin Zifeng to stare for a moment.

Who would have thought that his humble wife had such a domineering side to her? Husband gets bullied outside, wife actually stands up for him. Dear readers, if you were beaten up, would your wife stand up for you?

"I really fell into the sewer by myself, so stop asking me who beat me up. If you keep asking, I will be speechless."

"No way! You’ve been beaten to such a state, it hurts me to look at you. I won’t let those criminals get away with it!"

"Err, what, what did you just say? You’ll feel pained if I’m beaten?" Lin Zifeng paused for a moment, thinking he had misheard.

"Hmm, that—what, I, I didn’t say anything just now. You, your ears must have heard wrong," Nangong Bing’s pretty face blushed, quickly explaining with her red lips fumbling.

"Alright, guess I’m just being presumptuous."

"How are you, how are you feeling? Does it still hurt? Who beat you up? Tell me, and I will definitely seek revenge for you!" Nangong Bing looked at him with an extremely affirmative gaze. She was a woman who fiercely protected her own, no matter if the people around her were right or wrong, she would never allow others to bully them.

"Just stop asking, if you keep on, it’s going to hurt even more."

"But... "

"Ow! Ow, it hurts! It really hurts!"

Before Nangong Bing could finish speaking, the guy truly rolled his eyes and collapsed backward, scaring Nangong Bing into quickly stepping forward and catching him.

But in her haste, Nangong Bing accidentally pressed on his wound, causing Lin Zifeng so much pain that he nearly cried.

Nangong Bing no longer cared about the propriety of physical contact between men and women, and she quickly held Lin Zifeng in her arms.