Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 399: Heavenly Gang Soul Summoning Needle

Chapter 399: Chapter 399: Heavenly Gang Soul Summoning Needle

The leader of the thugs coldly looked at Li Feng and took two steps forward, hurling a punch at him. Li Feng raised his hand and blocked the punch, his gaze meeting that of his attacker.

He gave a cold laugh.

"Do I need to ask you?"

After speaking, Li Feng kicked his attacker in the lower body, sending him flying up into the air like a toad, sprawling face-down on the ground.

Li Feng knocked the man down and immediately headed up the stairs with Han Xue.

"Stop them."

The thug lying on the ground lifted his blood-covered face and yelled.

The other thugs instantly turned to chase after Li Feng and Han Xue, but Zhang Wannian blocked the stairway entrance.

"Do you think I don’t exist?"

"Fuck off, bastard."

Without another word, a thug swung a kitchen knife at Zhang Wannian. Zhang Wannian, unflinchingly, disarmed him and then applied a chokehold, striking the thug’s forehead hard.

"Humph, with just you trash, I could take a dozen of you and still have room to spare."

Li Feng didn’t pay any attention to the fight at the stairway entrance. Zhang Wannian was a King of Soldiers from the military, and although slightly less strong than him, he was overwhelmingly powerful against this rabble.

If the situation were right, even adding all the people outside, they wouldn’t stand a chance against him alone.

Li Feng took Han Xue straight to the second floor and then dashed into the master bedroom. He pushed the door, which was surprisingly locked, frowned, stepped back, and delivered a flying kick.

Bang.

The door lock burst open, and the door swung wide.

Li Feng looked up to see a person in a white coat about to inject something into an IV line.

Without hesitation, Li Feng threw the surgical knife hidden on his person. Carrying such a blade was a habit of his, as it might come in handy at any time.

The blade of the surgical knife was sharp enough to slice through the IV line mid-air.

The person in the white coat, startled by the severed line, hastily pulled out the needle and turned to stab Chen Qinian, who was lying in the hospital bed.

But things happened in a flash.

As Li Feng threw the knife, he sprang forward like an arrow released from its bow. The person in the white coat was quick but still got caught by Li Feng, who delivered a kick that sent him crashing into nearby equipment.

Li Feng advanced and picked up the syringe, facing the man in the white coat. "What’s in this syringe?"

The man glared at Li Feng, biting his teeth together in silence. Li Feng scoffed, "It’s fine if you don’t tell me; I can guess. But I wonder what would happen if this was injected into you."

Gulp.

The man in the white coat instinctively swallowed, but in the next moment, he took a heavy hit to the neck and fell limp to the ground, eyes rolling back.

"Li Feng, what’s happening?"

Han Xue was still in shock, and the man in the white coat had already fallen. Li Feng turned to Han Xue, who had walked up behind him. "Chen Muyang must have taken precautions. If you showed up, they were going to kill Chen Qinian with the drugs."

"Once Chen Qinian is dead, the child in your womb would only be born after seven months, giving Chen Muyang enough time to come back and take over Century."

"He dares to commit patricide?"

Han Xue stared dumbfounded at the syringe in Li Feng’s hand, her belief in Li Feng’s words unwavering; she simply couldn’t accept that Chen Muyang could be so ruthless.

Li Feng said, "He’s already lost his mind, and it’s not just one or two people he’s killed. Anyone who stands in his way, he will kill."

Han Xue bit her lip and nodded. The assassins outside the villa had been relentlessly pursuing her just a minute ago, chasing her all the way to the villa without giving up.

Turning her head to look at Chen Qinian lying on the hospital bed, "But in his current state, he really can’t do anything at all."

Chen Qinian, incapable of even opening his eyes or speaking now, truly couldn’t do anything.

Li Feng also looked at Chen Qinian. The man had suffered a stroke, and due to his age, if he were to slowly recuperate with treatments like acupuncture, he might recover to some extent—seven or eight parts at least—even if not as healthy as before; at least speaking wouldn’t be an issue.

But this would take time, not just three or five days, but possibly three to six months.

"I do have a method that could bring him to consciousness in the short term, but the side effects are significant."

Han Xue hummed a response, turning her head towards Li Feng, "You have a way to wake him up?"

"Yes, but this method harms the heaven and earth by stimulating one’s potential energy at a cost, somewhat similar to a dying man’s last moment of brightness. Once used, the consequences are unpredictable."

Han Xue bit her lip, unsure of what choice to make. At that moment, Chen Qinian’s finger suddenly moved on the bed.

"Li Feng, look! Old Chen’s finger moved."

"Is this a sign of improvement?"

Li Feng looked at Chen Qinian. It appeared that the previous two acupuncture sessions did have some effect. "His consciousness is awake now, he can hear us talking. It’s just that the stroke has compromised his body’s control."

"Old Chen, it’s Han Xue. You should recognize my voice."

"Old Chen, don’t blame me for not staying by your side. Chen Muyang found out about the child I carry in my womb and has been trying endlessly to harm me."

"You might not know, but Chen Muyang even hired an assassin organization. Recently, they’ve been taking out several corporate executives to force me to show myself. They even killed my brother, Han Fei, who was stabbed over a dozen times."

"I really had no choice but to come back and seek you out, being chased and nearly killed along the way. Now, these assassins are still outside the villa."

"Old Chen, for the sake of our child, if you agree, please move your finger. If not, don’t move, and I will respect your choice."

On the hospital bed, Chen Qinian, hearing Han Xue’s words, visibly shook a bit before exerting all his strength to hook his finger.

"Li Feng, Old Chen has agreed. He must really want to wake up now. Please help us."

Han Xue turned around to face Li Feng.

Li Feng hummed acknowledgment, not so indifferent as to disregard humanity. Besides, even if Chen Qinian woke up only for a final glimmer, it would be better than lying there alive like this.

Li Feng went straight to fetch his needle bag from earlier within the room and started administering acupuncture on Chen Qinian’s head.

However, unlike the previous two treatments, this time Li Feng’s needles targeted several Life and Death Acupoints on Chen Qinian’s head.

As the silver needles continued to be thrust in, Chen Qinian’s head almost turned into a hedgehog, densely studded with thirty-six silver needles.

After inserting the last silver needle, Li Feng’s forehead was also covered with fine beads of sweat. Each of these silver needles was meticulously placed, forming a Heavenly Gang Soul Summoning pattern.

"Why hasn’t Old Chen woken yet?"

"There’s one last step."

"Hmm?"

Li Feng directly channeled a strand of True Yang Qi, his twenty-plus years of practicing Inner Family Skill yielding only this bit of True Yang Qi.

He then funneled the qi into his fingertips and flicked toward the tails of the silver needles.