Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 38 What Do You Want

Chapter 38: Chapter 38 What Do You Want

Li Feng didn’t even turn his head as if he hadn’t seen the stealthy bat coming from behind. With a swift move, he grabbed the collar of the youth in front of him and flung him backwards. The two seemed to switch places, and the baseball bat came crashing down, but it struck someone else.

With a cold sneer at the corners of his mouth, Li Feng appeared in front of the burly man across from him the next second, "You’re too slow."

As he spoke, Li Feng’s reaching hand perfectly caught the incoming fist, and with a twist of his body and an over-the-shoulder throw, he sent the burly man’s 180-pound frame flying like a cannonball, taking down two or three others in the process.

"Fuck your mother."

A henchman, putting all his strength into it, tried to ambush Li Feng from behind, but Li Feng spun around and landed a side kick straight into the assailant’s face.

Snap.

Instantly, the henchman’s head hit the ground, spit a mouthful of blood, along with several teeth.

Before his brain could recover from the buzzing, Li Feng added another kick into the guy’s stomach. The nearly two-meter-tall henchman curled up like a shrimp.

Li Feng, with an almost crushing posture, pinned all the office’s thugs to the ground, then walked over to the earlier arrogant youth who had declared Li Feng wouldn’t be able to leave.

"I want to know what happened."

"I don’t know."

The youth stubbornly met Li Feng’s gaze, but Li Feng just smiled faintly, then stepped down and ground his heel into the youth’s wrist.

The young man inhaled sharply, "I really don’t know, I didn’t do it."

"It wasn’t you, but you know. Don’t test my patience, or I won’t mind breaking your fingers one by one."

"Who exactly are you? We’re with Brother De; aren’t you afraid of Brother De’s revenge?" the young man struggled desperately.

"Heh, it seems any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to call themselves ’Brother’ these days."

"Brother De has a special relationship with Sihai Group. Do you know Sihai Group? Do you dare to provoke Sihai? Do you know the consequences?"

In the young man’s eyes, Sihai Group was undoubtedly one of Huacheng’s mightiest snakes, and the Qi Family was even more influential, strong-arming both legal and illegal channels.

"Sihai Group."

"Yes, Sihai Group. We are working for Sihai Group. Are you scared now? You have offended someone you can’t afford to offend. If you still want to mix in Huacheng’s territory, you should know who to touch and who not to."

"I don’t care who you are. Let me go right now, and leave immediately. Otherwise, the consequence of being an enemy of Sihai is to end up like that dead old man," he said, still resisting.

Li Feng squatted down, "Didn’t you say you didn’t know?" He picked up the youth’s hand and with a cold smile, snapped one of his fingers.

"Being an enemy of Sihai, huh? Is Sihai that great?"

Li Feng broke another one of the youth’s fingers, causing him to tremble with agony, "You, you...!"

"Tell me what you know. You only have ten fingers, oh, I mean, now you only have eight."

"Think carefully before you answer me."

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk."

Only after Li Feng broke two more fingers did the youth finally cave in to the pain, "I don’t know the specifics, I just know it was Brother De who had it done, and the brothers who did it have already been sent away to lay low."

"Where they’ve gone, only Brother De knows; I really don’t."

"Where can I find Zhang Maode?"

The youth hesitated for a moment, and Li Feng immediately broke another one of his fingers, causing the youth to shudder with pain, "142 Lotus Street, it’s his side chick’s place, he should still be there."

Li Feng struck the back of the young man’s head, knocking him out, then stood up and made a round of the office, destroying several hidden surveillance cameras before leaving.

Zhang Maode, mentioned by the youth, was likely a Sihai Group’s lapdog, specifically kept for dirty work. Real estate companies wanting to develop land couldn’t bypass eviction, and Li Feng had looked into Sihai Group’s rise to power, which unsurprisingly involved numerous untold stories.

Li Feng had no intention of digging up these long-buried tales. The bell tolling for Sihai Group had already sounded. All Li Feng needed to do now was to give them a push and add fuel to the fire to hasten Sihai’s countdown to destruction.

Lotus Street was a mixed-use residential and commercial apartment building, and Li Feng took the elevator straight up.

"Ding Dong."

"Ding Dong."

"Who is it?"

"The courier."

A moment later, the door was opened directly. Li Feng lifted his foot and kicked the door, and the balding middle-aged man inside directly fell backwards onto the floor. Li Feng walked into the foyer, casually closed the door behind him, and the stench of alcohol mixed with decay filled the apartment suite.

"Damn, who the fuck are you?"

Zhang Maode struggled to get up. "Do you have any idea who I am?"

Li Feng let out a cold sneer and kicked Zhang Maode in the chest, causing him to retreat several steps and sit down on the sofa.

Li Feng cast a disdainful glance at Zhang Maode. The latter was in his forties, with a balding dome resembling the Mediterranean, and a fatty pallor that was remarkably pale.

Li Feng didn’t beat around the bush, "I’m asking you about the old man buried in the construction of the Longwan project. You did that, didn’t you?"

Zhang Maode was taken aback by the question and looked up at Li Feng, "What are you talking about? I don’t understand."

With a sarcastic smile, Li Feng grabbed Zhang Maode by the collar and dragged him over to the sofa in the living room. "Turn on your mobile and check the news."

Zhang Maode picked up his phone and started reading. It didn’t take long before sweat started to bead on his forehead. The secret was out.

"This has nothing to do with me. Why are you looking for me?"

Li Feng chuckled.

"Your men have already confessed, are you still going to be stubborn?"

Cold sweat streamed down Zhang Maode’s forehead as he squinted at Li Feng. "Who are you, and what does this matter have to do with you? Or are you looking for some kind of benefit?"

"I’m looking for you because I just want the truth," Li Feng said from a position of authority.

"The truth... Brother, we’re all out here for money. Just state your price. There’s no need to be so ruthless."

"Spill the whole truth about what happened," Li Feng demanded, holding up his phone towards Zhang Maode, who stared back coldly at Li Feng. He couldn’t possibly spill the beans about something like this.

"Darling, who is it?"

The bathroom door slid open with a whoosh, and a girl wrapped in a short bath towel, trailing steam, walked out.

Li Feng turned his head to look at the girl who had emerged from the bathroom and was taken aback for a moment.

"Li, Li Feng!"

Taking advantage of Li Feng’s momentary distraction, Zhang Maode surged up from the sofa with all his might, slammed into Li Feng, and reached for the fruit knife on the coffee table.

Li Feng, caught off guard, stumbled as Zhang Maode desperately lunged for the knife. "Go to hell!"

"Ah!" The girl screamed.

With a counter-move, Li Feng grasped Zhang Maode’s wrist, stopping the knife just inches away. With a burst of force, a crack sounded, and Zhang Maode’s wrist was broken. Li Feng snatched the fruit knife from his grasps.

"Do you want to die?"

Li Feng looked coldly at Zhang Maode, the knife’s edge against his throat. A trickle of blood ran down the blade as Zhang Maode swallowed audibly.

"Li Feng, what the hell are you doing? Put that knife down."