Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 481: The Twin Evils

Chapter 481: Chapter 481: The Twin Evils

"Fine, let’s just say it’s his right leg then. Break his right leg."

Zhou You spoke as if he was discussing something trivial, and with a sudden twist of his body, his charming smile made several ball boys itch to throw themselves at him in admiration.

How could someone be so handsome, and carry it with such swagger, yet still be so gentle?

Li Feng had seen people put on an act, but he had never encountered anyone who could put on such a performance. Indeed, only the best at acting could join the top-tier elite clubs.

Muttering to himself in disdain, his gaze shifted to the Lijia State strongman who had approached him. This man from Lijia State was over two meters tall and built like a Titan, looking as though his suit could burst at the seams at any moment.

The Lijia State strongman came up to Li Feng, measured his height from his own chest to Li Feng’s head with his hand, then sized him up before saying disdainfully, "You’re such a weakling, I could take on ten of you with one punch."

Listening to the man’s English, Li Feng cracked a smile and said, "Then do you dare to let me punch you three times first?"

The strongman from Lijia State chuckled and patted his chest.

"Three punches, you can even have ten if you like."

"What did this black guy say?"

"He said Li Feng is a weakling, that he could knock out ten of him with one punch. Li Feng shamelessly responded to the black guy, asking if he could land three punches. The black guy said even ten punches would be fine."

"This black guy is really cocky."

"Cocky, but he’s got the muscle to back it up. He might not be good for much else, but his physical strength is real. Look at the muscles under his clothes, I bet if he flexed, his clothes would just burst open."

"I’m not sure Li Feng’s punches can even affect this big black guy."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Standing next to each other, the difference was too great. Li Feng was a full head or more shorter than the big black guy, and his body was half the size. It didn’t look good for Li Feng from any angle.

Though Li Feng was acting tough, he and the others never realized what kin of guys Jin Xuan had with him, good only at picking on the innocent.

Li Feng clenched his fist and blew on it.

"Heh, is he planning to use all his strength?"

"Hey, do you think his own bones might break when he throws that punch?"

A fierce glint flashed in Li Feng’s eyes as he abruptly took a half-step forward and swung his fist.

Xingyi, Half-step Burst.

Li Feng’s fingers were tightly clenched as they struck the big black guy’s chest, unleashing the First Layer of Power. The force was like a fierce tiger roaring and tearing through the wind, shattering iron. The strongman’s shirt burst open, revealing his robust torso, his muscles looking like slabs of black iron.

Second Layer of Power, forceful as a wild iron bull, strong enough to crush bones.

As Li Feng curled his fingers within the span of inches, the Beng Fist’s Second Layer of Power unleashed even more dominantly. It caught everyone off guard like an unexpected insurgence, and a crisp crack signaled the breaking of the big black guy’s ribs.

The strongman felt a pain in his chest but before he could react, Li Feng’s Beng Fist continued, the last layer of power slicing through him like a north wind’s bone-piercing knife.

It felt as if someone had grabbed the strongman’s heart and viciously squeezed it, causing his entire body to abruptly stop.

Heart stop.

Li Feng retracted his fist, and the strongman stood motionless, while the surrounding crowd let out gasps of amazement.

"Damn."

"Burst out of his clothes."

"This big black guy is so strong, his muscles are like slabs of iron."

"Li Feng’s punch didn’t even make the man flinch, terrifying. Looks like Li Feng has met his match."

"Uh-huh, is that even a surprise? Zhou Young is a disciple of the Red Chamber; his bodyguards aren’t just any ordinary bodyguards. The chances are that this big black guy could be a mercenary, the kind that kills without blinking. Now he’s probably just toying with Li Feng, but if he got serious, Li Feng wouldn’t even be worth a finger to him...!"

"Huh?"

The speaker did not get to finish before Li Feng extended a finger and tapped the black man’s chest, then the seemingly unmoving strongman fell backward to the ground, face to the sky.

Everyone around stared in disbelief.

What happened?

Why did the big black guy fall down? Is all that sinewy muscle just for show, built up from muscle powder?

Looks good but useless.

"Your bodyguard seems a bit weak, not even good enough for one punch from me," Li Feng looked at Zhou You, whose face slightly changed. Cursing ’useless’ in his heart, Zhou You turned to the white man beside him.

"You go."

The white man grunted in acknowledgment, clearly a man of few words but decisive action, and charged at Li Feng with a swift step, throwing a fierce punch.

Li Feng grunted and, with a sidestep and pivot, the white man’s punch missed, feeling Li Feng now behind him, he violently swung back with an elbow strike.

However, that too missed.

"Hey, what are you doing? He’s right behind you."

"Turn around and hit him!"

The white brute knew full well Li Feng was behind him, but no matter how he turned, he couldn’t see Li Feng within his field of vision.

The white brute grew annoyed. Li Feng let out a breath and raised a foot, kicking the white man’s butt. Instantly, the white bodyguard stumbled forward and almost face-planted, nearly performing a ’dog eating shit’.

"Is that all?"

Li Feng looked at Zhou You with contempt, thinking how Zhou You tried to show off by bringing a pair of "Black and White Deadly Duo."

Heh.

Zhou You took a deep breath; his Black and White Deadly Duo were not ordinary bodyguards.

And indeed, having them by his side added to his prestige.

But, were they just for show? That shouldn’t be the case; hadn’t Zhou You tested their mettle before? These two had single-handedly taken down all the bodyguards of a Security Company with their bare hands.

Just then,

The white brute, who had nearly face-planted, suddenly straightened up, twisting around with a gun in hand.

"Skinny monkey, time for you to die!"

"Ah, a gun!"

The sight of the gun in the white brute’s hand elicited a scream, for such incidents were rare in Yan Country.

The white brute quickly turned, aiming the gun at Li Feng.

Huh?

Why was he so close? Before he could react, Li Feng’s hand had already grabbed the gun barrel, yanking it up so the gun flew out of hand, ejecting the bullet and even the magazine in one swift motion, leaving the white brute’s finger to pull at nothing.

The next second, Li Feng was right in the white brute’s face, shoving the magazine into his shoulder, causing blood to spurt out.

Everything happened too fast, and before the crowd could grasp what had happened, the white brute was already choked by Li Feng’s grip.

Li Feng lifted his head, his eyes flickering with a cold killing intent.

"Hasn’t anyone told you that drawing a gun is not allowed on this land?"

The white brute felt the suffocation of imminent death, and as Li Feng’s gaze fixed on him, he shuddered all over from the intense murderous aura.

"You want to die."

Gulp.

The crowd looked on at this scene that appeared so off, since Li Feng was more than half a head shorter than the other, yet he was holding the other’s neck in one hand as if he was nothing but a weak chicken.

And besides, this guy’s words were so damn cocky.