Chapter 71: Escape
The captain of the men in black made a split-second decision. He didn't want to stay here any longer. Given the combat prowess Lin Feng had displayed, staying meant certain death.
So he turned and ran, wishing his parents had given him two more legs.
"Hmph!"
Lin Feng snorted coldly. He'd long since noticed the man was about to flee and immediately gave chase.
Meanwhile, on a hill less than a kilometer away from Lin Feng, a man wearing a silver ghost-face mask was quietly watching him through a pair of binoculars.
'Hmm, interesting. I didn't expect to run into someone like this just passing through. I'm in no rush. I'll go have a look.'
The man muttered to himself. He then slowly lowered his binoculars, and with a flash, his figure transformed into a phantom, swiftly dashing toward Lin Feng's location.
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「Meanwhile, inside the Black Tiger Gang's lair.」
The Black Tiger Gang's headquarters was located on the top floor of a small, three-story building on the outskirts of the city.
The three-story building was built in an antique style, yet it exuded a strong, murderous aura.
THUD THUD THUD.
At this moment, a series of dull thuds echoed from a room on the third floor. Standing before the room's window was a tall, slender young man dressed in a gray training uniform.
He looked at the phone in his hand, a cruel smile touching the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself, 'Looks like this kid is pretty strong. I'm quite curious to see what kind of surprise he'll bring.'
He then looked up and out the window. The moon in the sky was obscured by dark clouds, and the entire land was shrouded in darkness.
"Captain Zhang, that kid has reached the entrance!"
The door to the training room was thrown open by a burly, blood-soaked man. He didn't even have time to catch his breath, gasping for air as he spoke.
"Mm, tell the brothers to get ready for a fight. I'll deal with him personally in a bit. I want to see for myself just who this kid is!"
"And you, remember to knock."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Heng appeared in front of the man. He gave a light, one-handed push forward, and a sharp crack instantly came from the man's neck.
The next moment, the light faded from his terrified eyes. He had been killed directly by that single palm strike.
Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes, a sharp, cold glint flaring within them.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng had already arrived at the Black Tiger Gang's headquarters.
'The Black Tiger Gang's influence is pretty significant.'
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the three-story building ahead.
To be able to construct such a residential building in a scenic area showed that the Black Tiger Gang was no longer just a simple underground force.
'But in that case, if I uproot them, I suppose it would be considered delivering justice and eliminating a scourge, wouldn't it?'
Although Lin Feng had reached the Black Tiger Gang's headquarters, he didn't rush in rashly.
After all, the Black Tiger Gang was a major power in Great Xia. If he barged in recklessly now, wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?
He was also thinking about grabbing someone to interrogate when he heard the sound of footsteps up ahead.
Lin Feng listened intently. He realized the footsteps were coming from one of the three small buildings ahead; it sounded like someone was descending a wooden staircase from an upper floor.
'Is someone coming out?'
Lin Feng wondered. He hadn't sensed anything out of the ordinary, but he wasn't surprised.
After all, he was at their headquarters. It would be stranger if some experts *didn't* show up.
STEP, STEP, STEP.
The sound of footsteps grew closer and closer, finally stopping on the second floor.
The person didn't attack immediately but instead chose to walk down the stairs. Lin Feng observed him carefully and saw that it was a man who stood no more than five-foot-three.
His skin was somewhat dark, his frame gaunt, and his eyes held a hint of viciousness. He looked like a young street punk.
"Which one of you is the leader of the Black Tiger Gang? Get out here and negotiate."
Lin Feng said coolly, his gaze fixed on the young man.
The young man's expression changed upon hearing this. He then sneered, "I am the captain of the security team, Zhang Heng. You want to negotiate with our Young Master? Are you worthy?"
"Oh, is that so? Then I'll just have to see if I'm worthy or not!"
Lin Feng shook his head indifferently. He then pointed a finger, and a streak of light shot straight toward Zhang Heng. It was incredibly fast, reaching him in the blink of an eye.
SWISH!
Zhang Heng's reaction was also extremely fast. He drew his blade in a flash to block, but he was still a fraction too late. The streak of light flashed past, instantly slicing open the sleeve on his shoulder, and beads of blood began to seep out.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Heng cursed angrily. He hadn't been able to see the streak of light's trajectory at all. The feeling was just too bizarre, as if it had appeared out of thin air.
He glanced at the wound on his shoulder, and his gaze toward Lin Feng turned even colder. A monstrous killing intent was already rising in his heart.
"You little bastard, I'll take your damn life today."
Zhang Heng said through gritted teeth. Then his body shot into the air, and as he waved his arms, a machete materialized in mid-air.
He raised the machete in his hand and brought it down with a powerful chop.
RIIIP~
A flash of the blade lit up the air, and the descending edge tore directly through the void. The power of this single strike was easy to imagine.
Lin Feng didn't dare to be overconfident. He threw a punch, and a vast surge of Inner Strength erupted forth. Finding the right moment, he hammered the flat of the blade, altering its trajectory.
BANG!
A heavy, metallic crash rang out under the night sky. Both Lin Feng and Zhang Heng were forced back several steps, and they stared at each other in a standoff.
Lin Feng's brow furrowed. He had just clashed with Zhang Heng once, and he was surprised to find it a bit of a struggle.
'Such immense strength!'
'As expected of a captain from the Black Tiger Gang. His power is formidable, not the least bit inferior to my own right now.'
Lin Feng was secretly amazed. However, he also understood that a character like this was definitely no ordinary person; there had to be something else hidden behind his power.
In any case, his goal for coming here today was to eliminate Zhang Heng and the people behind him. That being the case, there was no reason to hold back.
He took a step forward, clenched his right hand into a fist, and threw a punch at Zhang Heng.
The punch looked completely unremarkable, like a blow from an ordinary person.
However, Zhang Heng's expression changed slightly. He could clearly feel the terror contained within that fist. The oppressive feeling made the hairs on his body stand on end; it was even somewhat suffocating.
Zhang Heng hurriedly swung his machete to defend himself, but unfortunately, he had underestimated the terror of this punch.
CRACK!
A faint sound came from his hand. The next second, the machete in his grasp shattered into several pieces, and Lin Feng's fist smashed solidly into his chest.
"What!"
Zhang Heng was knocked back more than five meters on the spot. After crashing to the ground, he rolled another seven or eight times before managing to steady himself. He was a complete and utter mess.