Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 679: The Killing Game

Chapter 679: Chapter 679: The Killing Game

"Li Feng, don’t push people too far...!"

Lin Wanzhou’s chest heaved violently. He, Lin Wanzhou, as a young master of the Longevity Tao Sect, wherever he went was met with unlimited glory and adoration. Yet, in front of this damned Li Feng, he had been humiliated repeatedly.

And now this guy was even getting cockier, using him to kill time.

Damn.

He was Lin Wanzhou.

Li Feng didn’t wait for Lin Wanzhou to finish his threat before he kicked him back into the swimming pool, where Lin Wanzhou immediately began to thrash around violently upon hitting the water.

Zheng Shan witnessed this scene, and a shadow immediately crossed his eyes; Li Feng was truly someone who would exact revenge for the smallest grievance.

But where did he get the confidence that he would be the one left alive?

This Mountain and Water Villa was his turf. Zheng Shan was not only the chairman of the Shanshui Group, but he also had a profound background. His success was not due to any ancestral privilege, but rather due to his own hard fights.

The real estate industry was not only a lucrative one, but it also looked at strength. Zheng Shan had managed to rise from being a thug involved in demolitions to the chairman of the Shanshui Group within twenty years, and it was all thanks to one word.

Ruthlessness.

Those who go with the flow of life prosper; those who oppose it perish.

Anyone who dared to stand in Zheng Shan’s way would die.

Of course, besides ruthlessness, one also needed a strong backer. With a firm backer, one could live comfortably, which was why he was willing to be a front for others, and that came with a price.

Zheng Shan, looking down at the swimming pool below, picked up his phone again. Li Feng had the audacity to come to his place and make outrageous statements; he must have some kind of ace up his sleeve. Although the Ninja Killers from Beihai Country were formidable, all it took was one unexpected problem.

The night deepened.

A servant approached the swimming pool, looking at Lin Wanzhou who was being stepped on and spouting water from his mouth, the young master from the Longevity Tao Sect who was usually surrounded by adoration at social events. Looking up at Li Feng, the servant felt inexplicably nervous.

"Chairman Li, our chairman requests your presence."

Li Feng glanced at the servant. So Zheng Shan’s reinforcements have already arrived? "Lead the way." Having said that, Li Feng stepped over the nearly collapsing Lin Wanzhou and walked towards the Mountain and Water Villa.

The servant led Li Feng into another grand hall.

"Chairman Li, our chairman is inside," the servant said, standing at the door and turning sideways toward Li Feng. Seeing the sweat beads dripping from the servant’s forehead, Li Feng smiled softly and stepped into the grand hall.

Inside the grand hall, there was no one else, a silence so profound.

Zheng Shan stood at the end of the hall, his eyes dark as he watched Li Feng walk in: "Li Feng, have you truly thought this through? If you’re willing to reconcile, we could actually become friends."

Li Feng walked into the grand hall, eyeing Zheng Shan who spoke from a distance.

"Chairman Zheng, why bother with such empty words at this time? You, Chairman Zheng, are a wolf, yet you can’t stomach a vegetarian meal."

"It seems you are determined to kill me, Zheng Shan. In that case, there’s no helping it. Tonight, it will either be your death or mine."

Zheng Shan spoke resolutely, and as soon as his words landed, the lights within the grand hall instantly went out, plunging the entire hall into darkness.

Squeak.

The grand door behind Li Feng also closed, and with a bang, the last sliver of light vanished.

The next second.

The fire alarm suddenly blared, followed by the closure of fire gates within the Mountain and Water Villa, sealing off the hall completely.

Inside the hall, a deadly silence ensued.

Abruptly, the metallic clink of a lighter sounded, and a flame flickered to life as Li Feng lit a cigarette. Just then, a gust of wind passed, causing the flame on the lighter to flicker slightly.

From the shadows, a ghost-like figure appeared in the light of the fire—it was a ninja from Beihai Country.

This ninja charged toward Li Feng, whose movements of unsheathing his sword were invisible in the pitch blackness, only a flash of cold light whizzing past in the feeble firelight could be seen.

Zheng Shan watched from the darkness, seeing Li Feng in the firelight and sneered silently. Li Feng was far too arrogant—daring to be so cocky on someone else’s turf.

In the past hour, Zheng Shan had been anything but idle. Li Feng had willingly walked to his doorstep to be killed; how could he let down the Crown Prince’s good intentions? Besides, he was certain that Li Feng had set up no ambush or special combat tricks nearby.

This dark hall was the perfect hunting ground for ninjas. Even if this Crown Prince was formidable, tonight he would still meet his demise here.

Li Feng sidestepped, and the slashing sword light fell in front of him, missing its mark. The ninja didn’t hesitate; his toes tapped the ground, and, like a kite flying backward, he disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Before Li Feng could pursue, a surge of killing intent appeared from behind.

This dark environment was completely home-field for these ninjas. Specializing in stealth and assassination, they moved swiftly and silently—these ninjas were not alone.

Feeling the killing intent behind him, Li Feng flicked his hand, snapping the lighter shut. He pushed off the ground, executing a backward somersault in place, as a horizontal blade’s light whizzed beneath him. The glowing embers of his cigarette illuminated the attacking ninja below.

Li Feng spat out the cigarette, which landed directly on the neck of the ninja beneath him with a sizzle. As the ninja gasped in pain, Li Feng completed his flip, landing behind him, and swiftly kicked the crouched, slicing ninja’s head like a soccer ball.

Propelled by Li Feng’s forceful kick, the ninja was sent flying sideways, his head buzzing, instantly bereft of combat capability.

"Bakayaro."

An angry shout came from the darkness. Miyamoto, watching through specialized infrared night vision goggles, grew angry upon seeing Li Feng’s audacity.

He remembered how his female disciple, Yamada Sakura, had earlier seemed to be controlled by some trick when she saw Li Feng. Only a few hours earlier, she had been eager to kill Li Feng after the humiliation she suffered.

She had even allowed herself a moment of pleasure, asking Miyamoto’s help to take down the man who had embarrassed her.

Yet now, Yamada Sakura dared to disobey his orders.

Hearing the angry shout, Li Feng snorted coldly and threw the lighter in his hand towards the source of the sound as though it were a hidden weapon.

The lighter’s wind resistance was excellent; even when thrown, although the flame grew smaller due to wind pressure, it did not go out. The weak flame directly illuminated the trajectory of its flight.

Ninjas hiding in the nearby darkness were suddenly revealed by their silhouettes. Although just for a split second, Li Feng captured it swiftly.

Li Feng tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and like a dragonfly skimming the water, he burst forth. Before the room went dark, Li Feng had already memorized the entire layout of the hall in his mind. Even now, surrounded by utter darkness, there was not a hint of panic in him.

Seeing that Li Feng was poised to strike, the ninja facing him was overjoyed. Was Li Feng about to fall right into his arms? The ninja crouched low, hand gripping the hilt of his sword at his waist. Should Li Feng come within a meter of him, he would sever him in two.

Nearing.

The ninja closed his eyes, held his breath, and even slowed his heartbeat. Outfitted in his nighttime attire, he was like a venomous snake hidden in the shadows.

One meter.

The ninja felt the approaching wind, and the next instant, he audaciously drew his sword.

A rainbow of steel flashed forth.