Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 685 - 678: Lin Zifeng Five Years Ago

Chapter 685: Chapter 678: Lin Zifeng Five Years Ago

Chapter 678: Lin Zifeng Five Years Ago

"Sorry, I don’t need to answer that question."

After flicking the cigarette butt from between his fingers, Lin Zifeng indifferently turned and walked away.

"What if I tell you that she is now in my hands, would you answer my question then?"

At this moment, the woman suddenly threw out a very significant piece of news.

Immediately, Lin Zifeng’s steps came to a halt.

A poker face devoid of any emotion instantly turned to anger.

"What have you done to her!" Lin Zifeng’s heart boiled with rage as he stared intently at her, his voice deep and imposing.

"I really want to know, is she really that important to you? More important than I am to you?" The woman’s emerald eyes flickered with a few hints of expectation.

Back then, their relationship had been very good. At that time, Phantom had spared no effort in training Lin Zifeng, hoping that he could survive well in the mercenary world. Now he was still alive, but had changed because of a woman.

This made Phantom very curious.

She had never changed the Death God’s personality, yet, in just two short years, the Death God seemed like a completely different person.

"Where is she now?"

The man was trying hard to control his emotions, his hoarse voice growling like a wild beast that had lost its reason.

In his heart, no one was allowed to hurt Nangong Bing.

"Do you love her?" the woman suddenly asked.

"I just want to know where she is now!"

"First answer my question. What kind of charm does she possess to have changed you, is she really that important to you?"

The woman’s blue pupils continuously swirled.

Her task this time was to find out who killed k-5, k-6, and k-7 in the Amazon Rainforest, but she was still somewhat eager to see the Death God she thought about day and night.

The most endearing student once.

"She is everything to me now, I don’t want her to be hurt in any way." Lin Zifeng’s clenched fists were already oozing white Finger Light.

Under the light.

The woman’s pale face twitched slightly, as if Lin Zifeng’s words were like a cold needle that had firmly struck the softest part of her heart.

"Giggle. My dear Lord Death God, you have changed, you really have changed, changed so much that I barely recognize you. Perhaps it was because of her?" "See you tomorrow on the Iron Tower in Zhonghai. I really want to see how deep her place is in your heart."

Upon finishing, the woman’s ghostly figure suddenly leaped into the dark, a series of eerie giggles echoing through the darkness.

In an instant, she had disappeared from Lin Zifeng’s sight.

Lin Zifeng did not chase after her; he knew that Nangong Bing must have been captured by Phantom, and even if he tried to stop Phantom now, he wouldn’t be able to find Nangong Bing’s whereabouts.

"Damn it!"

Thud!

The man’s fist heavily smashed onto a fire hydrant on the street, and instantaneously, the iron cover of the hydrant was flung off under the tremendous force.

The wildly gushing water stream rapidly shot into the entire sky, tinting the dark sky with a trace of gloom...

After returning home, just as Lin Zifeng had expected.

Nangong Bing had not come back, but Big Handsome was pacing back and forth in the room.

It was likely that Nangong Bing had been intercepted on the road, otherwise with Big Handsome’s strength, it would be nearly impossible to abduct Nangong Bing from inside the villa.

With the woman suddenly missing from the spacious villa, Lin Zifeng truly felt somewhat unaccustomed for a moment.

Usually, after work, they would either bicker or find each other unpleasing to the eye in every way.

Now that she was suddenly gone, the man always felt an emptiness in his heart.

Several times, he thought about using the Martial Arts Alliance to find out Phantom’s current location, but he still put down his phone.

Phantom had been his former instructor, and had shown him great benevolence. Even so, he was very reluctant for Phantom to die in Huaxia.

Clutching a bottle of wine, the man slowly drank until he was somewhat muddled.

In his semi-conscious state, a scene from five years ago gradually emerged in his mind...

"Slap!"

"Sick man of East Asia! Pick it up!"

A very muscular Black man slapped Lin Zifeng down to the ground.

His right leg firmly pressed down on Lin Zifeng’s arm. When his skin made contact with the scorching hot sand of the desert, it turned slightly red from the burn.

Despite this powerfully built Black man bullying him, he still clenched his teeth tightly, preventing himself from making a sound.

"Huaxia dog, did you hear me talking to you? Pick it up!"

The Black man wore sunglasses and gesticulated wildly, his white teeth flashing brilliantly.

The piece of bread on the ground was their lunch during training, a time of extreme hardship.

The desert around him was a stretch of barren dunes with dozens of ragged tents scattered about.

This group, selected from death-row criminals from around the world, had by now been completely taken in by Heavenly Gate.

Hundreds of death-row inmates lived in the wasteland—all to pick out the elite among them.

Having several hundred death-row inmates together to complete tasks and even kill each other until only the survivors were chosen by Heavenly Gate.

This cruel yet realistic survival law wasn’t unusual in the mercenary world.

"Bang!"

The Black man’s boot suddenly kicked Lin Zifeng’s frail body.

Instantly, Lin Zifeng’s body flew several meters across the scorching sand, raising a cloud of dust.

"Oh! My God, doesn’t Black boss fear killing this kid by messing around?"

Right then, outside the tent, more than a dozen men of various nationalities were squatting around watching the scene for fun.

Here, there were murderers from all over the world. However, Lin Zifeng had been captured by local militia in Thailand while attempting to smuggle himself out of Yunnan.

After a round of torture, Lin Zifeng seized the opportunity to stab the Thai militia repeatedly, eventually escaping.

Nevertheless, he was captured again.

"Kill him if it comes to it, you sick man of East Asia! Now it’s your turn to play, I’ve had enough fun."

The Black man sneered viciously, took a water bottle handed to him, and then began to sit beside the tent, watching the drama as if it were a good show.

Meanwhile, the tall, skinny man who had just spoken walked towards Lin Zifeng with a smirk.

He was a Fusang man, sent here for committing rape and murder.

He was also one of the ones who had bullied Lin Zifeng since the first day he arrived.

"Kid, can you still stand up?"

The man taunted with a strange laugh.

He kicked some of the sandy dust onto Lin Zifeng,

The man clenched his teeth tightly, struggling mightily to stand up.

This was his first time leaving the country, yet in pursuit of the mystery behind his parents’ disappearance, he had fallen to this level.

Great perseverance enabled him to survive strongly.

But just as he stood up,

The man suddenly swayed on his legs and kicked Lin Zifeng in the abdomen.

"Bang!"

Lin Zifeng, sent flying, tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily onto the burning sand of the desert.