Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 575: Caught

Chapter 575: Chapter 575: Caught

"Young Master, do you think they might have been scared off?"

An Xi played the siren through a recorder and loudspeaker, and the street thugs below scattered in panic. She turned to look at Li Feng, who was observing the factory before them: "It would be easy for them to run, but they’d have to take a piece of trash with them."

"Wait here, I’m going in."

An Xi looked at Li Feng with concern as she spoke.

"Young Master, please be careful."

"We will take you back."

The Falcon leapt down: "While the other party still hasn’t arrived, we can use the back door."

The Falcon observed the outside situation from the upstairs window.

"There’s a little over a minute left until the agreed time," said the Fox, glancing at the Tiger. A decision had to be made.

The Tiger didn’t hesitate for two seconds before making a decision: "Fox, Falcon, you lead the way, the Jackal will carry him, I’ll cover our rear. Let’s move."

"Yes!"

"We can’t run. I don’t want to get beaten to death. So what if I’m captured? What can they do to me? At worst, they’ll want money."

Lv Jun rebelled. What a joke! They had even deployed missiles; how could he run from that? He didn’t want to die.

"Jackal."

"Yes!"

The Jackal struck Lv Jun on the back of his head with the edge of his hand, then hoisted him onto his shoulders and the four of them bolted for the back door.

Once they reached the back door, the four stood still and listened to the noise outside. The Fox and the Falcon exchanged glances, then the Fox opened the door and the Falcon rolled out in a somersault.

In the midst of his roll, the Falcon saw someone outside and positioned himself in front of the back door. Getting to his feet, he aimed his handgun straight ahead.

However, before the Falcon could shoot, the adversary swept his foot across, striking the Falcon’s wrist and causing the handgun to fly out of his hand.

The Falcon rose to his feet and drew his knife, but the enemy was quicker. A kick to his chest sent the Falcon flying back.

Behind the Falcon, the Fox saw that there was only one attacker. Without a second thought, he aimed his gun and rushed out through the back door, but he couldn’t see his target, who was completely hidden behind the Falcon’s figure.

Time slowed down, but action sped up.

The Fox dodged the Falcon, who flew back towards him, trying to get a clear line of sight, but as soon as he saw the adversary, the latter had already closed the distance.

Just as the Fox was about to fire, the assailant seized the barrel of his gun.

The Fox felt a shock as he glanced at his opponent. In that critical moment, the assailant leapt forward. The Fox grunted, his body flung as if hit by a truck.

Fox thought to himself, "So strong."

He instantly sensed the overwhelming power of his adversary, who effortlessly used his body to quickly close in, and the Fox knew that this time, he might indeed die before achieving his mission.

Heaven Palace.

The Fox had heard a bit about it from his instructor because Heaven Palace was completely composed of retired war soldiers from Yan Country, springing from the same root as them.

In the instructor’s words, the people of Heaven Palace were "traitors," having betrayed their past beliefs and honors. But from the instructor’s tone, the Fox sensed that there was more to it than just "betrayal."

Could the Tiger be a match for them?

"Tiger."

As the Fox was pondering this, he heard the Jackal’s cry of shock. The Fox, who had been slammed against a wall, turned his head to see the Tiger on the ground.

The Jackal dropped Lv Jun and pounced towards the assailant but was subdued in an instant. A chop to the head, and the Jackal passed out.

The Tiger got up: "Who are you?"

"Hey."

Li Feng took a step towards the Tiger. With a roar, the Tiger kicked up a cloud of dust from beneath his feet and pounced towards Li Feng like a mountain tiger.

Li Feng responded with a spinning side kick, sending the Tiger flying.

Bam.

The Tiger hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

A whistle sounded.

The Tiger looked up to see a group of attractive, voluptuous women standing before him, with more Caucasian bodyguards rushing from behind them.

An Xi knelt down, looking at the Tiger: "Told you, you should’ve just surrendered quietly. You asked for that kick. It’s only because you’re from Yan Country that we’re even talking. Otherwise, what’s the point of all this chatter?"

"Tie them all up."

An Xi huffed coldly, stood up, and walked over to Li Feng’s side: "Young Master, that kick of yours just now was so cool."

"What are you going to do with us?" the Tiger looked at Li Feng.