Chapter 110: In Vain
A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. His body blurred into an afterimage, dodging the incoming bullets without using any specific moves.
He relied solely on his Body Technique to evade them, moving as if taking a leisurely stroll. Each dodge stirred a gust of wind, causing every bullet to miss its mark.
"WHOOSH!"
Lin Feng swung his right arm, sending silver needles flying from his hand to intercept the bullets directly.
"BANG! BANG! BANG…"
For a while, the only sounds in the room were a series of impacts. The bullets struck the walls, creating the harsh screech of metal scraping against stone.
This was a special martial art Lin Feng had practiced—the Phantom Catkin Leg technique.
This martial art was extraordinary. Its strengths were its speed and unpredictability, but its weakness was just as apparent: it consumed an immense amount of stamina.
"SWISH!"
Lin Feng stomped hard on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust as he leaped into the air. He spun mid-air and, just as he was about to land, flicked his wrist. Two silver needles shot out, heading for the sniper on the windowsill.
"PFFT!"
The silver needles instantly sank into the sniper's chest. The light faded from the sniper's eyes, and his body slumped limply against the glass.
"CRACK!"
By now, Lin Feng had landed on the roof. He looked down at the bodyguards who were still firing relentlessly, and his figure flickered.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind another bodyguard. Without any hesitation, he lashed out with a kick, sending the man flying off the third floor.
"THUD!"
The heavy sound of the impact echoed throughout the villa. The bodyguard's brains and blood splattered on the ground.
Lin Feng's speed didn't falter as he continued to charge toward the rooms deeper inside the villa.
Lin Feng's goal was clear. With his current strength, he wasn't afraid of these ants, but ending the fight quietly was still the best option.
"BANG!"
Lin Feng kicked the door to splinters and charged straight in.
Wang Zeping was sitting on the sofa. His face turned ashen as he watched Lin Feng burst in, and he roared in fury, "Get him! Kill him for me!"
"BANG!"
Hearing the command, a bodyguard immediately raised his submachine gun and fired at Lin Feng without a second thought.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. He stomped his right foot, holding his Short Blade in front of him, and actually deflected all the incoming bullets. His body shot forward as he delivered a powerful whip kick.
"POW!"
The bodyguard was sent flying, crashing violently into a coffee table in the distance and collapsing in a heap. Lin Feng landed steadily on the sofa, his gaze dark and somber.
"You… I'm warning you, don't do anything reckless!"
Wang Zeping was utterly shocked. This kid's strength had completely surpassed his expectations.
Originally, he thought it was just some reckless rich kid who had killed his son. But now, standing face to face with Lin Feng, he finally understood just how terrifying the man was.
Realizing that Lin Feng had deflected bullets with only a Short Blade, he was convinced that Lin Feng could ignore all other attacks. After all, not even a sniper's bullet could penetrate that blade.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng slowly raised his Short Blade. He stared coldly at Wang Zeping, his merciless eyes making the man tremble uncontrollably.
"Don't do anything rash! If you dare kill me, my Wang Family will never let you go!"
Wang Zeping shouted, his voice harsh but his heart filled with fear.
"SMACK!"
Lin Feng walked right up to him and, with a sweep of his hand, slapped Wang Zeping to the ground. His gaze was indifferent as he said in a frigid tone, "You shouldn't have provoked me."
"BAM!"
Lin Feng kicked out, sending Wang Zeping flying. He slammed heavily against the wall before sliding to the floor.
"Hiss…"
The intense pain made Wang Zeping grimace. He struggled to get up, but Lin Feng was already on him, hoisting him to his feet and dragging him out onto the balcony.
"Let me go! Let me go! I am a direct-line Elder of the Wang Family! If you dare kill me, the main family will never forgive you!!"
Wang Zeping struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free. He was terrified. He never imagined that Lin Feng was not only overwhelmingly powerful but also a complete lunatic who would kill at the slightest disagreement. The man was simply insane.
"You useless pieces of trash! What are you standing around for? Get him! Kill him!"
Wang Zeping's roars echoed through the villa.
But no one answered. There wasn't even the sound of footsteps.
The eerie silence startled Wang Zeping, and a terrifying thought suddenly crossed his mind.
'Could it be... that this young man has already killed all the bodyguards?'
Once the idea appeared, it consumed his thoughts, and he couldn't stop his body from trembling.
He had brought nearly two hundred bodyguards with him from the Wang Family and hired more locally in Xijing City. For all of them to have been killed by this young man in less than an hour… it was simply horrifying.
"Who… who are you? Let me go, spare my life! As long as you agree, we can negotiate."
Wang Zeping was finally panicking. His eyes darted about nervously as he felt the killing intent radiating from Lin Feng grow stronger and stronger.
Hearing this, Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. A wicked grin touched his lips as he said, "It's useless."
"The moment you threatened the people close to me, your fate was sealed."
Before his words had faded, his right hand shot out and grabbed Wang Zeping's throat. His fingers were long and pale, as translucent as carved jade, appearing delicate and boneless.
Seeing this, Wang Zeping squeezed his eyes shut and waited for death to come.
But in the next moment, he felt a cold sensation on his neck. He opened his eyes only to see his own head separating from his body. Droplets of crimson blood splattered across the floor as his body collapsed.
Lin Feng tossed the severed head aside. He dusted off his hands, took two steps forward to the window, and glanced around. In the vast villa, only corpses and a single security guard remained.
The night was more than half over.
Lin Feng checked the time. It was already past two in the morning. What he had done tonight had gone rather smoothly, and he was now feeling a bit tired.
Lin Feng's gaze drifted outside. The Western Suburbs were now completely silent. Aside from the lit streetlights, there were no vehicles on the road.
His figure flickered and vanished from the window. He moved with incredible speed, darting out of the villa in the blink of an eye and racing off into the distance.
…
"Why isn't he back yet?"
In a luxury villa in the center of Xijing City, Su Yanxue stared out the window, her beautiful, delicate face pale with worry.