Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 745: Killing to Establish Authority

Chapter 745: Chapter 745: Killing to Establish Authority

"This guy is nothing special."

At the gate, amid the crowd, an almost imperceptible voice whispered, but Zhuang Xiaobai, standing to the side, still heard it.

Zhuang Xiaobai smiled slightly, "If he were only that, then next year’s today would be his death anniversary, and we could’ve just gone straight back home."

The scene before them was not a coincidence, it was merely a test by the Xu Family; Xiong Baiyi might look robust and live zestfully, but only a few brainless fools would think that.

"I really can’t see any chance for this guy to turn the tables."

The beautiful girl looked disdainfully at Li Feng, who had a gun pointed at his forehead, as if his actions were a death wish.

But if he hadn’t shown up, interfered by Xiong Baiyi, the so-called banquet would have dimmed, and the prestige constructed by yesterday’s invitation would’ve been squandered.

But his standing out there, what’s the difference between him and a fool?

Li Feng suddenly sighed.

"Do you know what your biggest mistake was?"

Li Feng’s voice lingered by the ear as he flicked his wrist, and a cold light shot out from an inconspicuous angle, slicing through Xiong Baiyi’s tendons and arteries in an instant.

Xiong Baiyi perceived the danger, wanting to pull the trigger, but it was too late by a fraction of a second; as the knife glint passed, Xiong Baiyi’s fingers didn’t move, an icy pain spreading from his wrist.

How could this be?

He had the gun aimed right at his head.

"You should have shot me dead the moment you laid eyes on me, instead of trying to humiliate me."

"Kill him, hurry, kill him!"

Xiong Baiyi regained his senses, bellowing loudly.

"Too late."

At this moment, Xiong Baiyi’s men hadn’t expected Li Feng to counterattack at all, they were all too relaxed. Although Xiong Baiyi shouted to remind them, it was still too late.

Li Feng flashed past Xiong Baiyi, took a sudden step straight in front of a gunman; the man was only lifting his pistol when Li Feng snatched it away from him. The gunman was utterly bamboozled and couldn’t react in time.

With a flick of his gun-holding hand, Li Feng pulled the trigger coldly.

Bang.

A gunman beside him was shot right in the forehead, his head exploded, and as the sound echoed, the second and third shots followed, like an echo, one after another.

Without even blinking, the seven bodyguards Xiong Baiyi had brought all lay dead on the spot, each with a shot to the head, massive blood roses drawn on the ground from the splattered blood.

Xiong Baiyi clutched his wrist, his radial artery severed by Li Feng, the blood continuously gushing out.

And seeing his own men harvested by Li Feng in an instant, Xiong Baiyi’s previous arrogance turned to fear.

Gulp.

Xiong Baiyi swallowed hard, and everyone around watching the scene swallowed with great difficulty.

Such a rapid turnover was completely unexpected.

To calmly counter and kill under the threat of seven or eight guns, is he even human?

Bai He felt a weight lift from his stomach; he knew it would end this way. Daring to provoke Young Master Feng was simply courting death.

"Fierce."

"It’s not just fierce, this method of killing, he’s clearly not doing this for the first time."

Killing was nothing unusual for them; in their world, who didn’t have blood on their hands? But the way Li Feng killed as if slaughtering chickens shook them with an indescribable fear.

Li Feng turned and faced Xiong Baiyi, who was close to wetting himself: "Gulp, I know I was wrong, please spare me."

He didn’t want to die.

Li Feng looked at the pleading Xiong Baiyi and said lightly, "Get lost."

On hearing this, Xiong Baiyi looked at Li Feng, "You’re really letting me go?"

"Don’t make me repeat myself."

"Yes, yes!"

Xiong Baiyi scurried away like a whipped dog, nodding over and over, clutching his wrist as he ran for the door. The many prominent figures blocking the entrance stepped aside, opening a pathway.

"They’re really letting Xiong Baiyi go?"

They knew that just last night, because someone refused the invitation, several had been killed. And today, despite having a gun to his head, he generously spared Xiong Baiyi’s life?

Was he making a show of it to them?

"Xiong Baiyi is a dead man."

"Oh?"

"His wrist’s radial artery was cut, with his rate of blood loss, he can’t possibly make it to a hospital for treatment. He isn’t dead now, but he won’t live past five minutes."

"To give someone the hope of living, then to plunge them into despair, I wonder if Xiong Baiyi will regret his earlier arrogance."

On hearing this, the various bosses and Family Heads fell silent; when put this way, many were shocked and felt a chill down their spines.

Li Feng ignored the people at the door, his gaze scanning toward Jiang Fatso lying on the ground: "Well done."

Jiang Fatso looked at Li Feng, his heart surging with emotion.

In the crowd, the beautiful girl adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose: "This person is a threat."

Zhuang Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders.

"This is probably beyond you and me now, I thought he was just an ambitious fellow, but now it’s clear that Li Feng has been hiding his true capabilities. The information we have might not be complete."

Zhuang Xiaobai also looked serious. Although he was defiant, he wasn’t stupid. Xiong Baiyi was merely a pawn for probing; his death was inconsequential. But the outcome of the probe was somewhat unexpected.

Just now, Li Feng’s way of killing was clearly not something an ordinary person could do. You should know that in Yan Country, the gun control laws are extremely strict; in the underworld, even a small handgun could make you a notable figure.

Xiong Baiyi had the gall to come to Outer Heaven and openly provoke with the backing of his weapons, but who would’ve thought seven or eight guns would be directly turned against him by his opponent, cleanly and frighteningly. Even they hadn’t thought it was possible to play it this way.

After all, if a person has a gun aimed at his head and doesn’t pee himself, he is already brave.

"Gentlemen, since you’ve come, please enter and join the banquet. However, your subordinates will have to wait outside, and please cooperate with a body search."

Jiang Fatso got up, dusting off the footprint on his chest. Although his stomach was still churning, he suppressed the discomfort and looked at the invited bosses and Family Heads.

"Let’s go. If it’s a blessing, it can’t be a disaster. If it’s a disaster, it can’t be avoided."

Some individuals strode forward, others exchanged complex glances and looked toward the man and woman in the crowd.