Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 50 Impermanence

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Impermanence

Qi Haomin directly picked up an old-fashioned mobile phone from the desk and used it to send a text message.

Moments later, the mobile phone received a two-character reply. Qi Haomin stood up, lifted the wine glass at his side, and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Heh, Huacheng’s Hidden Dragon, I’m still the Living Yama of Huacheng."

Qi Haomin directly drained the glass of wine.

Li Feng returned to the presidential suite of Outer Heaven Hotel from the bathhouse.

As soon as Li Feng entered the living room, he heard the sound of a flushing toilet coming from the washroom. Li Feng’s gaze turned coldly toward the direction of the washroom.

"Who’s there!"

At this time, there shouldn’t be anyone in this room. The washroom door was pulled open, and a hunched old man with silver hair walked out from inside.

"Young man, don’t be so tense. I’m getting on in years, and my stomach isn’t what it used to be. I just borrowed your washroom; you wouldn’t begrudge an old man that, would you?"

The old man stepped out of the washroom, squinting his eyes at Li Feng.

"Who are you?"

Li Feng sized up the silver-haired old man from head to toe. The man’s back was hunched, and he wasn’t taller than one meter sixty-seven, with a face full of wrinkles, looking very old. He wore a white training outfit that seemed empty, indicating an age of at least seventy or eighty.

The silver-haired old man lazily looked up at Li Feng: "Dead men don’t need to know too much, boy. Choose your own way to die."

Li Feng looked at the old man who seemed to wheeze with every word he spoke.

"Are you here to kill me?"

The old man exhaled, "King Yan has sent the order; whoever dares to let you live past midnight doesn’t exist. You have less than fifteen minutes left, so stop dilly-dallying. If you don’t know how to choose, I can give you some options. Either you kill yourself—I have a bottle of poison here that guarantees death upon contact with blood, a touch ensures death."

"Or, I have a knife here. You could stab yourself in the heart, and you’d die instantly."

"If not, just jump out of this window. From the sixteenth floor, you’d have a quick end."

"Young man, pick one."

Li Feng looked at the silver-haired old man who had produced a porcelain bottle and a knife as if by magic, "Old man, are you joking?"

"I never joke about taking a life."

The silver-haired old man looked up at Li Feng, "If you can’t make the decision yourself, then I might have to help you out, but it won’t be as quick a process."

Li Feng picked up the knife from the ground and looked up at the silver-haired man, "If I haven’t guessed wrong, you must be surnamed White."

"Oh?"

The old man squinted his eyes at Li Feng.

"You must be White Impermanence, the life-taking Judge under King Yan’s command, the death-bringing Black Impermanence." As Li Feng spoke, he twisted his body and threw the dagger in his hand toward a dark corner by the curtains. The curtains trembled, knocking the dagger to the floor, and a young woman dressed in black close-fitting attire stepped out soundlessly.

"Ts, I didn’t expect Black Impermanence to be a beautiful young woman. Huacheng’s world has rumors that Black and White Impermanence are a pair of CP; just never thought... the taste is a bit strong, eh? Are you two in a May-December romance?"

"Are you seeking death?"

The young woman gazed at Li Feng with wide almond-shaped eyes.

"Ake, don’t fall for his tricks," White Impermanence said to Li Feng, "Didn’t expect that, boy, you actually recognize me."

Li Feng looked at the duo of Black and White Impermanence and shrugged, "If I didn’t thoroughly investigate the people I’m up against, I’d deserve death."

"The chairman of Sihai Group, Qi Haomin, wasn’t called by this name twenty years ago; he should have been called Qi Sihai, nicknamed King Yan in the world, once specialized in assassination and robbing goods, heh."

"I just never imagined those from the world would learn to conduct business. And thus, Huacheng now had an additional Sihai Group. Their move of ’borrowing a corpse to resurrect the soul’ was quite clever."

"Huh, kid, you know quite a lot, which is all the more reason you can’t be left alive."

Li Feng looked at White Impermanence. "Old man, at your age, are you still out here fighting and killing? Wouldn’t it be nicer to spend your remaining days at home, cuddling a young woman?"

"Cut the crap and prepare to die."

White Impermanence advanced with a dragon’s stride and a tiger’s step and, raising his hand, launched into the Eight Diagrams Formation. His seemingly frail body moved with power, bringing a strong gust of fist power straight at Li Feng.

Li Feng grunted and stepped forward to meet him, his punch tearing through the air and hammering down on White Impermanence like a bamboo splitter.

White Impermanence’s eyes narrowed. Sure, he could land a hit on Li Feng, but Li Feng’s punch was equally lethal; the kid was fighting with a life-for-a-life strategy.

White Impermanence swiftly changed his technique, but Li Feng’s aggression was unmistakable, like a sword unsheathed, his fist power, unyielding.

With a muffled grunt, White Impermanence’s skinny body staggered backward, attempting to diffuse Li Feng’s punch. Li Feng, seizing the momentum, did not give an inch and lunged forward with another smashing punch.

White Impermanence was forced to parry in a hurry.

Li Feng’s punch landed squarely on his arm, the force traveling through to the chest. White Impermanence’s body was launched off the ground, flying backward to crash into the living room wall.

"Ugh."

"Grandpa."

Black Impermanence’s eyes bulged in shock. She never expected her grandfather to be at a disadvantage. Despite him being in his seventies or eighties, he was a highly skilled internal martial artist, on the verge of being a Grandmaster. For strong, young men like Li Feng, beating seven or eight of them was no problem at all.

"Stop!"

Black Impermanence watched Li Feng raise his fist to strike the blood-spitting White Impermanence and rushed forward like an arrow.

"Don’t come any closer."

White Impermanence suddenly spoke, but even with his warning, it was too late. Black Impermanence had just gotten within a meter of Li Feng when he swiftly turned, his hand shooting out like lightning to grab Black Impermanence by the neck.

Black Impermanence twisted her body and raised her arm to attack Li Feng, but he caught her fist and with an over-the-shoulder throw, she crashed to the ground. Li Feng then pinned her arms behind her back, securing Black Impermanence.

"Let me go."

Black Impermanence under Li Feng’s foot struggled violently, but in vain against his hold. White Impermanence, disheveled and leaning against the wall, watched Li Feng restrain Black Impermanence and moved to intervene. Li Feng showed no mercy, twisting her arm until it broke, and then bringing his fist down on White Impermanence’s shoulder.

Crack.

Li Feng’s punch broke the man’s shoulder. He reached out and dislocated his joints, twisting the other arm until it, too, broke, and with a kick, shattered the man’s shin.

"Stop it, I’m telling you to stop!"

Black Impermanence scrambled up and stumbled toward Li Feng, who twisted his body to once again grasp her neck, a chilling smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"You were the ones who came to kill me. Now you ask me to stop. Why should I listen to you?"

Li Feng stared at Black Impermanence, whose face was certainly beautiful, with at least a nine out of ten for attractiveness. "Well, can’t answer?"

Black Impermanence bit her lip. "My grandpa was just repaying a favor."

"Heh, he repays a favor by killing me. Wouldn’t that make me very wronged? If you choose to be an assassin, you must be prepared to be killed."

"You can’t possibly think that killing is a game of playing house, where you can call it quits whenever you want."

Li Feng stepped on White Impermanence’s chest, and Black Impermanence, seeing this, turned red with urgency, her face turning even bluer as Li Feng’s hand clamped down on her neck.

"What will it take for you to let my grandpa go?"