Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 732 Death God

Chapter 732: Chapter 732 Death God

Slap!

Li Feng slapped Dongfang Ding across the face, leaving him bewildered, "Dad, why did you hit me?"

Dongfang Wenzheng looked at him irritably.

"What else do you know besides women, and who do you think this woman is?"

"Who is she?"

"Sea City’s Xiao Mingyue."

Dongfang Wenzheng glanced at his disappointing son, causing Dongfang Ding to take a sharp breath in shock, "She’s that empress of the underworld!"

"Dad, how can this woman be with Dong Xing, if she supports Dong Xing, wouldn’t that mean he no longer has financial worries, and would he break the previous agreement!"

Dongfang Ding was not so foolish. The significance of this underworld queen appearing together with Dong Xing was intriguing.

Dongfang Wenzheng shook his head.

"It’s too late, everything is too late." Dongfang Wenzheng revealed a bitter smile, and Dongfang Ding looked at him.

"Dad, it’s not too late, right? Although you didn’t agree to Dong Xing’s terms, they gave us time to consider it. As long as we give them an answer tomorrow, Dong Xing should still be happy to keep working with us, right?" Dongfang Ding stated.

"Let’s go, head back home," Dongfang Wenzheng said, no longer interested in explaining to his son; talking too much could lead to mistakes. He had never imagined that at this time, this empress of Sea City would get involved, making the situation suddenly turn into a turbulent, unpredictable whirl.

Night enveloped the skies above Sea City.

A streak of dark clouds obscured the heavens.

Rain.

Silently descended.

Creak.

In an alley in Sea City, a stray dog rummaged through garbage under the flickering dim light.

A shadow passed through the alley to its dead end, where there was a metal door with three letters written in red fluorescent powder.

DIE.

Knock, knock, knock.

An approaching person knocked on the metal door, which promptly had its peephole opened, and a hand, thin as a skeleton’s, reached out.

Click.

A lightning bolt suddenly cut through the sky, dispelling the darkness for an instant and casting an eerie, sinister shadow over the hand. The comer placed a coin in the outstretched palm.

"State the name of the deceased."

A hoarse yet deep old woman’s voice came from behind the door.

"Li Feng."

Click.

A dragon-shaped lightning bolt tore through the sky, followed by the deep rumble of thunder.

The peephole on the door immediately shut, and the person swiftly turned and left the creepy, sinister alley.

"Drive."

"Yes, Young Master."

"Young Master, can the assassin you hired really kill Li Feng?"

"Do I have any other choice? Without Li Feng’s death, I will never have my day. He must die."

"Moreover, this time we have hired not just any ordinary assassin, but the Death God."

"The Death God?"

"That’s right, the Death God." Huo Yongtao looked out the car window; a flash of lightning illuminated his face reflected in the glass.

Li Feng had humiliated him at the engagement party, and many of the high-level members of the Sky Wolf Association who had pledged allegiance to him started to waver, and Baili Hai, that spineless one, was shameless enough to behave like a fawning lackey, repeatedly humiliating him.

Huo Yongtao was now in a difficult position; without Li Feng’s death, he would never find a way out.

Bai Lang glanced at Huo Yongtao’s ferocious face through the rearview mirror and refrained from asking the foolish question,

What if they fail to kill him?

The next day.

After a night’s rain had washed everything clean, the sky was crystal clear.

Zhang Chang took the initiative to meet with Li Feng at a golf club, "Li Feng, I’ve heard that Dong Xing and his people have joined forces. They are intent on making trouble for you, and I’ve received intelligence that Dong Xing has received a massive amount of funds."

The turmoil in the stock market this past week did not escape Zhang Chang and others’ notice. Zhang Chang had called Li Feng twice before, but Li Feng told him to remain calm.

"Massive?"

Li Feng swung his golf club, sending the ball flying away, turning into a small black dot in the distance. He turned to look at Zhang Chang.

"Yes, it could be one billion."

Of course, the unit was not million but billion.

Zhang Chang took a deep breath of the post-rain air and looked at Li Feng, "And this intelligence is extremely reliable, Li Feng. You are really in trouble this time. I don’t know about others, but if you need funds, I can move some for you."

Zhang Chang struggled to say this, since not all the money he had was his own—most of it was borrowed from banks, and the rest was pooled from many people.

If this money was mishandled, he, one of Jin City’s elite four, would be utterly disgraced.

Li Feng looked at Zhang Chang with surprise, "I appreciate your kindness, but I’m not short on money," Li Feng said as he swung his club again.

"Li Feng, don’t be stubborn. Dong Xing and his group are serious; they’re not planning to simply take advantage from you but to kick you out entirely, to seize the Century Group."

"And, that bastard has hooked up with a powerful woman. One billion is not the limit; if they wanted, they could easily come up with two, or even three billion."

Zhang Chang was getting anxious. If it were just Dong Xing’s group, he wouldn’t take them seriously. Don’t let their titles of the elite four of Jin City or Sea City fool you—they came from notable families and never lacked money.

A few tens of millions was nothing to them; they could dole out a few billion without trouble. If they truly committed, they could come up with tens of billions.

But going beyond that limit was impossible. After all, they were just the scions of the powerful, not the sect leaders; they had no right to mobilize their family’s full resources.

Therefore, even if Dong Xing gathered local scions of Sea City, Zhang Chang was not overly concerned. But with that woman’s involvement,

This woman’s reputation was fearsome not only in Sea City but also in Jin City.

Li Feng turned to look at Zhang Chang,

"The woman you’re talking about is Xiao Mingyue."

Li Feng mentioned Xiao Mingyue’s name lightly, and Zhang Chang was astonished, "You know her?"

Zhang Chang never expected Li Feng to speak Xiao Mingyue’s name outright. This woman was a taboo, and their circle of privileged youths stayed clear of her.

"Heh, why wouldn’t I know her? I even had dinner with her last night at her Bright Moon Building."

Zhang Chang listened to Li Feng’s casual talk and gulped down his saliva,

"You had dinner with her? What did you talk about?"