Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1234: Chapter 1268: Lin Zifeng’s Fierce Battle with the Ninja

”Mr. Jipu, we’re chatting, but you’re talking about marriage, isn’t that a bit over the top?” Lin Zifeng said boldly, not caring much.

Anyway, in this collaboration with the Jipu Family, from any perspective, it’s the Jipu Family that gains the absolute advantage.

”Haha—Mr. Lin, you’re too reserved. Come to our Jipu Family, and fully experience the charm of the Jipu Family...”

You’re not reserved, using fine wine and beauties to tempt me, thinking I’m some kind of philanderer? Damn, I’m not that kind of person.

As the two were conversing enthusiastically, someone gently knocked on the door outside.

”Please come in!”

Jipu Qingtian called out softly.

Black Hawk appeared with a heavy expression, Dual Swords’ thick brows were slightly furrowed as he nodded to Lin Zifeng, as if he had something to tell him.

”Mr. Jipu, excuse me for a moment.”

”No problem.” Jipu Qingtian nodded.

”Lin, there’s trouble ahead.” As soon as Black Hawk left the room, he immediately showed signs of unease.

”What happened?” Lin Zifeng asked with a frown. He knew Black Hawk well enough to know that if it wasn’t something major, he wouldn’t bother Lin Zifeng.

Clearly, something big had happened.

”Major Yamada is dead.”

Black Hawk said.

”What! He’s dead!”

Lin Zifeng’s lips trembled, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. Major Yamada was Lin Zifeng’s greatest support in Fusang, meaning that without his presence, Lin Zifeng’s chances of defeating the Heavenly Martial Society would greatly decrease. Now all hope must be placed on the Jipu Family, but if the Jipu Family secretly harmed him, it would be quite a blow. In Lin Zifeng’s mind, he could never fully trust someone unfamiliar.

”How did he die?”

Lin Zifeng asked with a frown. Back in Zhonghai, Black Hawk had only broken his leg, but hadn’t killed him.

”Poisoned, someone poisoned him to death.” Black Hawk’s old face flushed with shame; Major Yamada’s death was the biggest failure of this plan, and he had to bear the responsibility.

”You can go now, I’ll come over in a bit.” Lin Zifeng said nothing, already having suspicions about the Jipu Family.

The hostage died at this time, poisoned to death, which more or less had some connection with the Jipu Family.

”Lin, I suspect it’s Jipu...”

”Shh—”

Lin Zifeng made a gesture for silence, then waved Black Hawk away.

He turned back into the room, seeing Jipu Qingtian still drinking, maintaining a deep smile.

”Mr. Jipu, I have some matters to attend to, so I can’t accompany you any longer.” Lin Zifeng’s eyes emitted a strange light.

This made Jipu Qingtian extremely puzzled.

”Mr. Lin, I wonder if there’s any lack of hospitality on my part?”

Jipu Qingtian restrained his smile, feeling something abnormal.

”This matter has nothing to do with Mr. Jipu, it’s just our own internal affair.” Lin Zifeng waved his hand, ruling out that Jipu Qingtian did anything behind the scenes, since he spent so much effort to win him over, it’s unlikely he’d do something so low at this time.

”Alright then, if there’s any lack of hospitality today, I hope Mr. Lin can forgive me.”

”Haha... Mr. Jipu, you overthink. It’s our Nantian Gang’s internal matter, unrelated to Mr. Jipu. Then I’ll thank Mr. Jipu for the hospitality.” After saying this, Lin Zifeng smiled twice at the woman constantly batting her eyes at him, then decisively left the room...

Jipu Qingtian smiled, watching Lin Zifeng leave, then his smiling face gradually turned cold.

”Leader, did I do something wrong that made Mr. Lin unhappy?”

At this moment, the woman stood up, walked in front of Jipu Qingtian, her tone full of disappointment.

”It’s not your issue, just let him be.” Jipu Qingtian waved her off.

...

After leaving the room, Lin Zifeng rushed to the room where Black Hawk and others were resting.

Opening the door, he found Major Yamada already foaming at the mouth, lying motionless on the ground, his pupils black, staring wide open.

His skin had already changed color.

”Lin!”

”Lin!”

”Young Lin!”

...

The room was already filled with people.

Everyone gathered inside the room.

”Is he dead?” Lin Zifeng knelt down to examine the cold corpse, finding it had already chilled, the body stiff, completely devoid of life...

”Lin...”

Bu Chen stepped forward, about to say something, but Lin Zifeng gestured to stop him, his face dark, saying nothing more.

Leaning against the door, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, silently lit it, then took a deep drag, closing his eyes and trying hard to recall everything from last night and today... He wanted to find reasons that could answer the problem from his memories.

But no matter how he recalled, nothing came, because today he was still fine, and it was only half an hour ago that he died.

”Hide his corpse, don’t let anyone discover it.”

At this moment, Lin Zifeng suddenly said indifferently, then turned to leave.

”Lin!”

Everyone still didn’t understand Lin Zifeng’s intentions.

”Tonight none of you should leave here; keep watch quietly, don’t let anything go wrong.” Lin Zifeng said coldly, then turned and left the room.

Smoking, he walked alone towards the barrier outside, leaving behind a faint trail of smoke.

He arrived at the place where he entered the barrier today, standing just a few meters from the barrier, Lin Zifeng halted his steps.

Throwing away the butt of the fifth cigarette, letting the lingering smoke coil around his fingertips.

”Come out, you did all this just to lure me out, didn’t you?”

Suddenly! Lin Zifeng’s eyes snapped open, in the pitch-black night, those two brilliant gazes were like substantial flashes of lightning.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Yet, just as Lin Zifeng finished speaking, urgent footsteps echoed behind him.

”Killing Aura!”

Lin Zifeng’s heart skipped a beat; the chilling killing intent instantly made his back shiver.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A shadow swiftly attacked from behind Lin Zifeng.

”Isn’t it too eager to lure me out this way?” Lin Zifeng sneered, abruptly turning, his slender and pale fingertips bursting with a faint black light, his figure swiftly retreating.

”Clang!”

The sound of metal collision suddenly erupted.

Lin Zifeng’s fingertips clashed with the opponent’s metallic weapon, instantly causing a dazzling splendor in the pitch-black night!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just as Lin Zifeng retreated, the sound of air piercing echoed again behind him.

Two ninjas wielding Samurai Swords suddenly attacked from behind.

”It seems you had this premeditated!” Lin Zifeng’s eyes turned cold, his toes lightly tapping the ground, then leaping up, flipping in mid-air, and striking back with a punch.

”Boom!”

The two ninjas disappeared in the blink of an eye.