Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 670: Taking Action Ahead of Schedule

Chapter 670: Chapter 670: Taking Action Ahead of Schedule

Chu Wei finished speaking and went his separate ways from Li Feng. As soon as Li Feng descended the stairs, he heard people in the lobby discussing Zheng Xi, who had fled clutching his groin.

Li Feng let out a cold snicker to himself. Whether the knife he had thrown would actually turn Zheng Xi into a eunuch, Li Feng couldn’t say for sure—it would depend on the other man’s luck.

But after such an incident, even if the guy didn’t become a eunuch, he probably wouldn’t be able to get it up anymore. However, the information Chu Wei had provided was a reminder that the Zheng Family, who were in cahoots with a certain agency from the Beihai Country, was unlikely to let the matter rest.

Zheng Xi was admitted to the hospital, and over an hour later, Zheng Xi’s father, the Sculpture King of Mountain Zheng Shan, arrived at the hospital flanked by several bodyguards.

"Doctor, how is my son?"

Zheng Shan only had this one son, Zheng Xi, the cherished jewel of the old Zheng family, entrusted with the duty of carrying on the family line. Naturally, Zheng Shan couldn’t keep his composure when he heard that Zheng Xi was injured.

The doctor, whose collar was grasped by Zheng Shan, swallowed hard: "Uh, which one is your son?"

"My son is Zheng Xi, that one inside."

Zh Shan said with a bit of a temper.

"The emergency patient inside was brought in due to a car accident and isn’t named Zheng Xi."

"Huh?"

"Then where did my son go?"

At this moment, a nurse who seemed to know chimed in: "Zheng Xi? The one who was brought in earlier, right? He’s not severely injured and has already been moved to a ward."

"Take me there."

Sensing that Zheng Shan was not someone to mess with, the nurse quickly led the way. Soon, they arrived at a hospital room, and Zheng Shan pushed the door and entered, only to see Zheng Xi lying on the bed with his legs spread apart.

Upon seeing Zheng Shan, Zheng Xi’s eyes welled up: "Dad."

"Son, it’s okay, everything’s fine. The doctors told me that your injury isn’t serious. You just hurt your skin a bit; it will heal after some rest."

Although Zheng Xi hadn’t been castrated, Li Feng’s knife had left him with a psychological shadow: "Dad, am I a eunuch now? It was all that damn Li Feng’s fault; I want him dead."

Zheng Xi’s face was full of resentful hatred. Although his injuries were not severe, the mental trauma was significant.

"Don’t rush. You’ve been injured now, but you will recover. As for the person who hurt you, I won’t let him live in this world."

"Dad, and that Mu Yuyan, I want her."

The image of Mu Yuyan surfaced in Zheng Xi’s mind—a prize he had not yet claimed. Zheng Xi had had his way with all sorts of women, but Mu Yuyan was the only one who had eluded him. Moreover, she was Li Feng’s woman.

"Alright, Dad promises you."

After calming Zheng Xi at the hospital and arranging for several bodyguards to guard the door of the ward, Zheng Shan finally left the hospital.

"Boss, where to?"

Zheng Shan, sitting in the backseat with a grim expression, said, "Shengshi Entertainment."

"Yes, Boss."

Shengshi Entertainment, Zheng Xi’s stronghold, was far from as simple as it appeared. After arriving at Shengshi Entertainment, Zheng Shan took the elevator straight to the thirteenth floor, which no longer belonged to Shengshi Entertainment but was the territory of another company.

However, in reality, the companies located from the thirteenth to fifteenth floors also belonged to the Zheng family, although few were aware of this fact.

When Zheng Shan reached the thirteenth floor, he was faced with a wall. The area had been modified to be a closed sector, complete with a separate entrance. Zheng Shan used facial recognition to enter, and what he saw was a gym, albeit one not open to the public.

It was a place used by the Zheng family to train their subordinates.

The fourteenth and fifteenth floors had also been converted into rooms, enough to accommodate many people, and at the moment, this secret lair was filled with people from Beihai Country.

"Master Iga Ninja, Lord Zheng is here."

"Good, I know."

"Sakura, take good care of your injuries. I will take revenge for you, my student."

"Yes."

A moment later.

In the reception room, Zheng Shan looked up at the arrival and cut straight to the chase, "Miyamoto, our existence might have been exposed. We need to start the plan ahead of schedule."

"When?"

"Tonight."

Zheng Shan was decisive, and the man from Beihai Country pondered for a moment, "As long as Lord Zheng can provide the necessary intelligence, we Iga Ninja will help Lord Zheng achieve his goal, but I hope Lord Zheng hasn’t forgotten your promise."

Zheng Shan chuckled, "You can rest assured about that. We have a mutually beneficial relationship. As long as you complete the task, naturally, I will keep my word."

"However, I hope you don’t fail like you did today, unable to protect even my son, letting someone beat him until he wet himself."

"If that happens, don’t blame me for turning my back on all the terms we negotiated before."

Zheng Shan’s sudden change of expression made Miyamoto, who was sitting across from him, also look grim, "Lord Zheng, the one who harmed your son, I will personally bring him before you for you to deal with."

"That would be best."

Zheng Shan then stood up from the sofa, "The intelligence will soon be delivered by someone, and the vehicles will be parked downstairs. Additionally, the cargo ship headed for Beihai Country at sea is ready to sail at five in the morning. The rest, I leave up to you."

Having said that, Zheng Shan left the reception room.

After Zheng Shan had left, Sakura, who had changed into a new outfit, walked out: "Sensei, that Yan Country man has such an arrogant tone. Does he think we are his servants, daring to order us around like that?"

Miyamoto glanced at the charming Sakura, "Your wound is bandaged?"

"Yes, it should all be taken care of. Sensei, I want to take on the task of assassinating that man. I want him to pay a bloody price for what he has done and hope Sensei will grant me this."

Sakura bowed deeply to Miyamoto.

Miyamoto turned his head to look at the bending Sakura. Despite the bandages on her shoulder, that didn’t stop Miyamoto from assessing the situation. He reached out and lifted Sakura’s chin.

"Sakura, you are my proudest disciple, yet I never imagined you’d be defeated by a pig-like man from Yan Country. You have brought great shame upon the Iga Clan. Do you admit to your wrongdoing?"

Miyamoto asked Sakura.

"Yes, I hope Sensei will give Sakura another chance. I will kill that man."

"Can you still move?"

"My injury is minor."

"Is that so? Then you need to prove it to me."

"Sensei."

Sakura looked up coyly at Miyamoto, who could easily be her father, and let him pull her to sit on his lap.

Yet in her heart, Sakura envisioned Li Feng’s face—despicable Yan Country man, I will tear you to pieces to wash away this disgrace.

"Achoo."

Li Feng sneezed, his gaze sweeping towards the Shengshi Entertainment building nearby. It seemed there might still be some secrets within Shengshi Entertainment.