Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 681 - 781: Jade and Stones Burn Together

Chapter 681: Chapter 781: Jade and Stones Burn Together

Inside the hall.

The fire spread quickly along with the high-concentration alcohol, and there were many combustible materials in the hall, such as carpets and furniture, which emitted copious amounts of black smoke as they burned.

However, the fire sprinklers above the hall did not respond at all, turning the entire hall into a steam chamber of flames.

Miyamoto, who had been knocked to the ground by Li Feng, looked at the scene with an extremely livid face, "Zheng Shan, you dare, my Iga Family will not let you get away with this."

Cough, cough, cough.

Miyamoto bellowed in a low voice, but the thick smoke pouring in directly choked his lungs. Having several ribs broken by Li Feng’s kick and his lungs injured, Miyamoto was in extreme discomfort at this moment.

"Lord Miyamoto."

"Find a way out, quick." Miyamoto hated not being able to tear Zheng Shan into pieces, but the pressing need now was to escape from this place.

Several ninjas immediately twisted their bodies and dashed toward the front and rear exit doors of the hall, but when Li Feng entered the hall, the fire damper doors had already been lowered to prevent Li Feng from leaving, making it almost impossible to escape from there.

Zheng Shan watched the hall being devoured by the fire, his mouth tingeing with a hint of coldness, muttering to himself, "Miyamoto, you can’t blame me for being ruthless and merciless, you can only blame your own incompetence. If you had listened to me and called all your men, perhaps I wouldn’t have had to go this far."

Zheng Shan’s sharp, hawk-like eyes shone coldly as he watched Li Feng kick a ninja engulfed in flames back into the fire.

He turned his head to his subordinate at the control console, "Can the people in the hall hear my voice?"

"Yes."

"Turn it on, I have something to say." Zheng Shan said, and his subordinate quickly operated it and handed a microphone to Zheng Shan after a few minutes.

"Chairman, it’s ready."

Zheng Shan took the microphone, looked at the people in the hall, and said, "Miyamoto, don’t waste your energy. If you want to leave here alive, there’s only one way, and that is to kill Li Feng right in front of you."

"If you kill him, I’ll have someone open the fire damper. If you can’t do it, then I can only say sorry, but I’m afraid you and he will have to perish together. I think this also fits well with your katana spirit."

"You don’t have much time, hurry, otherwise I really am powerless."

"Li Feng must die."

"Damn it, Zheng Shan, I will not let you go."

Miyamoto, hearing Zheng Shan’s voice echoed in the hall, was instantly enraged, and the ninjas around him also heard Zheng Shan’s words spoken in Japanese.

"Lord Miyamoto, we have no other choice now."

A ninja looked at Miyamoto.

Miyamoto’s face was grim and unsettled; Zheng Shan daring to set this fire meant he had no intention of letting them leave—if he escaped, Zheng Shan would be the first he would kill.

The other dared to treat them like this as if they, the Iga clan, were just layabouts.

Some ninjas immediately stood up, though they were being coerced by Zheng Shan with the threat of death, given the lack of a second choice, these ninjas suddenly turned their eyes toward Li Feng.

"Kill!"

Several ninjas who were still able to move let out a low roar and surged forward, pouncing on Li Feng. Li Feng scoffed coldly; these ninjas were mostly heavily injured in the prior battle, and even those still able to move were at the end of their strength.

Li Feng effortlessly knocked down all the attacking ninjas, and in the current situation, even if Li Feng didn’t finish them off, the raging fire would.

Li Feng kicked up a katana and walked directly toward Miyamoto, who looked up at the approaching Li Feng.

"Even if you kill me, you can’t escape; we will both die in the end."

Li Feng looked down coldly at Miyamoto.

"So what?"

"Are you scared?"

Miyamoto, looking up at the piercing Li Feng, contradicted his samurai philosophy, "I’m not afraid to die, I just don’t want to die so embarrassingly."

"Are you not afraid of dying? Killing me now won’t change the fact that you will be burned to death."

Listening to Miyamoto’s hysterical roar, Li Feng bent down and smiled at Miyamoto, "You will die, but I won’t."

"Want to know why?"

Miyamoto was momentarily stunned, looking at Li Feng, unable to see how he might possibly escape under the current circumstances; the front and back doors were sealed, and the fire had covered half of the hall area while the rising smoke enveloped the upper part of the hall, continuously gathering and making it a little difficult to breathe.

Thump.

Thump, thump.

As Miyamoto stared at Li Feng, he suddenly heard a thumping sound followed by the collapse of a section of the hall’s wall, revealing an opening.

Miyamoto turned his head to look at the breached wall, his eyes widening in shock, and he inhaled sharply, which promptly choked him with smoke.

"This!"

Miyamoto, seeing the collapsed wall, abruptly turned back to Li Feng, "If you spare me, I will help you take down Zheng Shan."

Li Feng shook his head, rejecting Miyamoto’s proposal. Miyamoto, grinding his teeth, looked at Li Feng, "Killing me benefits you in no way, sparing me is your best choice, otherwise, even if you hide at the ends of the earth, you won’t escape the grasp of our organization."

Miyamoto made his threats boldly, bringing up his own background.

Li Feng lightly scoffed, looking at the threatening Miyamoto.

"Hah, idiot."

"You dare stir up trouble in Yan Country, then you should be prepared to die, and not just you, but your subordinates as well."

"First go to the netherworld and wait for them."

Li Feng slashed with the katana, turned coldly, and walked toward the opened wall.

Splash.

"What is going on here, hurry up and block them!"