Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 906 - 933 Don’t Pinch My Face (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 906: Chapter 933 Don’t Pinch My Face (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

The fleeing Jiang Shaolong suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Get over here!" Lin Zifeng stomped his heavy foot on the girl’s broken knee. As he pressed down, the girl almost screamed out to the sky, the shrill scream was nerve-wracking and unbearable.

"I’m only going to say this once!"

"Bang!"

Lin Zifeng again lifted his foot and stomped down hard on the girl’s wound, her scream was even more intense this time.

"This is your own cruelty!"

Lin Zifeng sneered coldly at Jiang Shaolong, lifting his foot again.

"No!!!"

Finally, one of the dying white protectors howled desperately.

But it was too late.

"Bang!"

"Ah!!!"

The fierce stomping completely shattered the girl’s knee bones, crushing the flesh and blood along with it.

This time, Lin Zifeng truly became the Blood Demon of Death God.

"Get over here!"

Lin Zifeng roared thunderously, his bloodstained black suit fluttering in the cold wind, like a bloodthirsty demon.

Once Slaughter Syndrome was not restrained, his murderous intent would be fully unleashed. The more he killed, the stronger his combat power became!

"Demon, I will kill you!"

The white protector roared, his sturdy frame charging forward like a wild gorilla.

"When reporting to King Yan, mention the name of Death God!"

A trace of cold, heartless laughter appeared at the corner of Lin Zifeng’s mouth, as he raised his hand and infused strong Powerful Light into the sword’s blade.

"Whoosh—"

Shhh...

A brainless body crashed to the ground, blood spraying wildly, the bloodstained skull ’thud thud thud’ rolling to Lin Zifeng’s feet, two white eyeballs fixedly staring at the girl’s eyes.

Jiang Shaolong wanted to run away, but standing in his path was Bu Chen.

When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with even more anger. Bu Chen bared his teeth at him.

"We meet again," Bu Chen’s face twisted with a grim smile as he looked at him.

His fist was already clenching with cracking sounds.

"You’re still not dead!"

Jiang Shaolong was initially stunned, startled by Bu Chen’s sudden appearance.

Under Lin Zifeng’s relentless advance, each kill almost stripped away his time and life.

"Blood debts must be paid in blood!"

Without another word, Bu Chen suddenly lunged with both arms wide open. He tangled with the opponent, and finally, Bu Chen made a brutally fierce move, using his mouth to bite the opponent to death.

And the girl who betrayed him also died at his hands... That day, after the epic battle between Dongchen and Lin Zifeng, Lin Zifeng mobilized all manpower and connections, eventually defeating Dongchen!

...

Afterwards, the entire Martial Arts World was shaken!

All the forces were wiped out!

Although the biggest beneficiary this time was Lin Zifeng, their devouring power was too enormous. Now the only thing that could rival Lin Zifeng was the Tianhong Gang in the Northern District.

In just a few months after his rise, Lin Zifeng successively wiped out the Dragon Roar Society and Dongchen.

This left the Tianhong Gang with no choice but to think deeply.

...

Ten days later.

After the storm had mostly passed, Lin Zifeng lazily strolled outside, wandering around like he had nothing to do.

During this period, the most annoying thing was that the two girls kept asking where Lin Zifeng had gone that night.

Three helicopters had provided them with lighting for the competition, which had already created a sensation throughout the Yunhai University campus. Undoubtedly, the overall champion this time was Huahua.

When forced into a corner, Lin Zifeng kept insisting that he was Death God, that he was their idol all along. Yet the two girls merely gave Lin Zifeng a dismissive gesture.

This left Lin Zifeng helpless, as he had already told the truth, but none of them believed him.

Having been betrayed by the woman he loved, Bu Chen remained in a state of depression for several days.

Having finally experienced love, only to face such a consequence.

He treated her with all his heart, cared for her, cherished her, yet he turned out to be just a pawn in her game.

In this reality era, promises are like farts, momentarily earth-shattering to those deeply involved.

Afterward, they appear somewhat pale and powerless. In this era of rampant love, words like ’I love you,’ ’I’ll be with you,’ ’my dear,’ are at best sentences like ’hello.’

Therefore, to comfort this emotional fool, Lin Zifeng and Black Hawk dragged the guy to drink for several consecutive days, gradually pulling him out of the agony of love.

The question of what love is in this world is truly a case of one thing subduing another.

Black Hawk often pretended to be an ancient Saint in front of Lin Zifeng, sighing continuously.

Every time this guy sighs, Shao Huo always casually mocks him with a few words, saying that he’s not old enough to understand such emotional nonsense.

Black Hawk is also quite stubborn, so Shao Huo’s taunts don’t sit well with him.

But he ends up yielding to Shao Huo’s cheeky mouth, with a single comment: "If you have the guts, come ’kun’ with me," leaving Black Hawk speechless in an instant.

...

After taking care of everything.

Lin headed to Yunhai University this time with the purpose of dealing with those two jerks who had turned off the lights that night.

Lin Zifeng was curious to see what tricks these two would pull next.

Huahua, upon entering the campus, was quickly led away by a beautiful counselor from the drama department.

Liu Tangtang accompanied Lin Zifeng for a stroll around the campus.

"Uncle, you seem to have lost some weight, huh?"

Liu Tangtang skipped ahead, her charming eyes fixed intently on Lin Zifeng’s face.

The busyness of recent days made Lin Zifeng appear energetic, but truthfully, he was feeling mentally exhausted.

"Lost some weight? No way, I just ate two big bowls of rice," Lin Zifeng grinned, lighting a cigarette and letting the thick smoke waft between his fingers.

"Uncle, you really have lost weight, huh."

Tangtang moved even closer, gently touching Lin Zifeng’s face with her delicate fingers.

Her thin brows furrowed slightly, showing a hint of concern.

Lin Zifeng was momentarily taken aback.

A warmth spread within him.

Liu Tangtang, though child-like and naive, possessed a pure and kind nature that was truly remarkable compared to those women with scheming minds.

At the very least, she often brought joy to Lin Zifeng and occasional happiness.

"Heh heh, men look better with some restraint when they’re lean," Lin Zifeng chuckled.

"Uncle, when is your birthday?" Liu Tangtang suddenly asked with concern.

Lin Zifeng froze for a half-second, seemingly recalling some unhappy memories, then smiled after a pause: "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Recently, many of my friends have been having birthdays, so I just wanted to ask when Uncle’s birthday is, I’ll give Uncle a surprise on his birthday!"

Liu Tangtang’s eyes curved into crescents as she smiled adorably.

Lin Zifeng affectionately pinched her exquisite little face.

"Bad Uncle, don’t pinch my cheeks, it’s not good, my classmates will think you’re really my uncle."

Tangtang interrupted Lin Zifeng’s hand, pouting and furrowing her cute eyebrows, making Lin Zifeng burst into laughter.

"Uncle doesn’t have a birthday," Lin Zifeng said seriously.

"How is that possible? Everyone has a birthday, how can Uncle not have one?"

Liu Tangtang didn’t quite understand Lin Zifeng’s words.

In truth, Lin Zifeng does have a birthday, but he hasn’t celebrated it in years.

Since childhood, only his mother celebrated his birthday, those memories are five years old now, and to avoid thoughts of his mother, Lin Zifeng chose to treat his birthday like any other day.

At most, he’d occasionally drink a few glasses to drown his sorrow, or seek fun in nightclubs.

Anyway, he’d use anything to numb himself and forget the pain of the past.

"As time goes by, Uncle has even forgotten his own birthday."

"You’re lying, everyone has a birthday. How could you forget yours? Uncle, do you not want others to know your birthday?" Liu Tangtang leaned closer, her soft chest nearly pressing against Lin Zifeng’s.

The pungent orchid aroma, coupled with the faint girlish scent, made Lin Zifeng’s heart flutter.

Tsk tsk, this girl is developing quite well, I wonder what she’ll look like at twenty.

Lin Zifeng sneakily glanced at Liu Tangtang’s perfect figure.

"I really haven’t celebrated my birthday," Lin Zifeng said reluctantly, unsure how to respond to her question.

"..."

Liu Tangtang had nothing more to say.

Pouting her cherry lips, she said, "Since Uncle hasn’t celebrated a birthday, Tangtang will make it up to you. It’s almost Singles’ Day, I’ll give Uncle a perfect birthday then."

"Uh..."

Lin Zifeng was about to ask about birthday programs, but the girl ran off excitedly...

"I haven’t even said what gift I want," Lin Zifeng felt frustrated.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly thought, celebrating a birthday on Singles’ Day?

Is she cursing me? Or does she want to break my... crap, that’s naughty again.

After wandering around, Lin Zifeng arrived outside the old principal’s office.

Standing outside the principal’s office door, he knocked gently twice.

No response from inside.

Lin Zifeng knocked again, but still no response.

"Is the old guy inside sneaking food again?" Lin Zifeng chuckled coldly to himself.

He gently pushed open the office door, and through the gap appeared the same scene Lin Zifeng had witnessed before.