Chapter 99: Horror
CRACK!
The sound of breaking bone echoed. The agony forced a scream from the man in black. After that move, even in his frenzied, drug-induced state, he looked at Lin Feng with a sliver of terror.
'I've never even heard of such a bizarre attack method. Who the hell is this guy? How can he have such a terrifying move?'
"Die! Die!"
The man in black's face was twisted in a savage snarl. His arm was completely ruined; struggling to escape was now impossible.
He roared, his eyes bloodshot. In a flash, he lunged at Lin Feng, striking down at his head with one palm and throwing a powerful punch with his other arm.
BANG!
Lin Feng showed no weakness, meeting the man's palm with a punch of his own. But the man in black easily blocked it. Without hesitating, Lin Feng relaxed his fists and shoved both his hands toward the man's abdomen.
His hands were stacked one on top of the other, pressing against the man's abdomen in what looked like a gentle push. But a colossal force penetrated straight through, sending the man flying several meters before he came to a stop.
THUMP!
The man in black collapsed to the ground, his face deathly pale. He couldn't believe that even under these circumstances, he still hadn't managed to defeat Lin Feng. Now, with both his arms having lost all their fighting strength, he was completely defenseless.
Lin Feng slowly walked toward the man in black. He wasn't in good shape either. After all, the man was a genuine Innate-level fighter, and on top of that, he had taken that strange potion. Even Lin Feng hadn't dared to underestimate him.
"Where did you get that potion?"
Lin Feng asked indifferently. He didn't care about anything else, but he had to find out about that potion.
The man in black had been thoroughly beaten back to his senses. He stared at Lin Feng, his eyes cold and filled with venom and hatred. He truly despised Lin Feng to his very core.
"Hmph, a mere secular person dares to dream of prying into the affairs of a hidden sect? In your dreams!"
The man in black said, his tone chilling to the bone. But a trace of panic had already appeared in his eyes. He knew he was a cripple now; nothing would stop Lin Feng from killing him.
Hearing this, Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. 'It seems a lot has happened with the hidden sects during the time I was away.'
But those secrets had nothing to do with him for now. This man in black, however, had to die. He never left enemies lurking in the shadows.
In a flash, Lin Feng appeared beside the man in black. He raised his hand and threw a vicious punch straight for the man's throat.
Seeing this, the man in black hastily raised his head to try and block, but it was too late. Lin Feng's fist connected squarely with his throat.
GURGLE...
The man's neck snapped to the side, his eyes wide. A moment later, his pupils dilated as he fell backward onto the ground, all signs of life gone. Beneath his mask, his face was etched with deep unwillingness and regret.
THUMP!
The corpse hit the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Lin Feng staggered and fell to the side. Though his constitution was formidable, the sheer exhaustion was too much to bear. He ended up lying on the ground, panting heavily.
He had been locked in a struggle with the man in black for a long time and was now completely spent. He needed to rest for a while.
Once he recovered some strength, he would go and deal with Wang Zeping. He had a premonition that this entire affair was far from simple.
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"What the fuck did you just say?!"
Inside a luxurious villa, Wang Zeping kicked over a table, his face a mask of rage and a hint of fear.
"The two Innate Martial Artists I worked my ass off to recruit have lost contact and are presumed dead!?"
"Do you have any idea what that means?!"
"Those were fucking Innate Masters! You think they grow on trees?!"
"Do you know how many resources I spent to hire them, and now you're telling me they're dead!"
"That little punk is twenty-three at most! How strong could he possibly be to take them out?"
Wang Zeping was incandescent with rage, roaring as he paced the room. He was completely unhinged. The plan had been proceeding perfectly, but now this sudden disaster had struck. He couldn't understand how that kid had killed them.
"Master, please calm down. The most important thing now is to leave quickly. He must be looking for you. It's not safe here."
The butler advised anxiously. Wang Zeping was in a towering rage, and he couldn't afford to provoke him further, or the consequences would be even more severe.
"Get out!"
Wang Zeping yelled, his mood utterly foul. Right now, all he wanted was to tear Lin Feng limb from limb.
"I spent at least a billion to hire those two, and now they're gone! The job isn't even done, and my money's wasted!"
"You're telling me to calm down? How can I possibly calm down!?"
Wang Zeping was on the verge of a complete breakdown. Ten minutes ago, the two men he had sent after Lin Feng were now both dead, and it was all somehow Lin Feng's doing.
"Master, this is not the time to worry about money. I suggest we leave this place immediately."
The butler continued to persuade him. He was genuinely worried that Lin Feng would come storming their gates.
He was a Martial Artist himself. Although his talent was poor and he hadn't reached the Innate Realm, it was precisely because of this that he knew just how powerful an Innate Martial Artist truly was!
And now, this young man named Lin Feng had actually managed to kill two Innate Martial Artists in succession. That was not something an ordinary person could do!
In succession! That kind of strength was absolutely heaven-defying. This Lin Feng was definitely not someone to be trifled with!
Wang Zeping fell silent. This villa really wasn't safe. If Lin Feng came after him, he would meet his end here today.
Although he was a relatively important Elder in the Wang Family, he wasn't part of the family's core group. Naturally, he didn't have any Martial Artists stronger than the Innate Realm by his side.
'Besides, this isn't my main base of operations; I can't mobilize too many resources. If I were on my own turf, why would I be afraid of a mere Lin Feng?'
"Arrange for a car immediately. We leave at dawn tomorrow."
Wang Zeping said. Since he had decided to leave, he had to go. This was no place to linger.
"Right, make one last call to Mr. Zhang. Tell him to make a move."
Wang Zeping ordered before his departure. This was the final trump card he had prepared for himself; he never expected to have to use it here.
"I'll get on it right away!"
The butler said respectfully, then turned to leave and prepare the vehicle. It was already past one in the morning. They had to prepare their retreat in advance. The threat of Lin Feng was too great; his master had to escape this place as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng was resting with his eyes closed, leaning against a tree stump, but a thoughtful expression remained on his face.