Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1241: Chapter 1275: Furious Assault

“Go!!”

Finally, someone could no longer withstand this violent attack.

If they don’t leave now, I’m afraid everyone here will be killed by it today.

“How can we suffer such great humiliation and run away in disgrace? At most, I’ll fight it to the death!”

Even though he knew he was not a match for that giant, at this moment, for the sake of venting his anger, he had no choice but to brace himself and fight this wild dog.

The ninja, most cherishing their thin face, uphold the great Fusang ninja spirit. If defeated and forced to flee, even if they survive, they would be mocked by the world and would be unable to reconcile it within their own inner world.

In his frenzied state, the giant completely ignored his existence.

Just after that guy unleashed his ninjutsu, he was shocked to find that the wild dog was no longer in front of him!

By the time he discovered the giant’s whereabouts, it was already too late.

“Boom~!”

The giant descended from the sky like a meteorite and sat directly on the head of that ninja, its enormous body crushing the man’s flesh and blood into a horrifying pulp of blood.

“Roar~!”

Opening its mouth, it let out a roar, and an invisible wave of energy spread around like a tide, radiating a strong aura of death.

“Hurry, run!”

Chi~ Chi~ Chi~

But it was already too late; the energy wave from the First Layer Heaven of the Sub-Saint Realm instantly enveloped everyone. The wave had a devouring ability, quickly causing everyone at the scene to decay rapidly, ultimately turning into a pile of white bones.

Completely disappearing between heaven and earth!

“Crack crack crack~”

The skeletons, stripped of flesh and blood, collapsed one after another with cracking and squeaking sounds, finally falling to the ground and turning into dust.

Silence! Silence!

The scene became unusually silent, the cold wind blowing, and the thick smell of blood wafted around the pier.

The white dust was blown away by the wind in no time.

The ferocious giant, once again reverted to its usual ‘craven’ self, looking dejected and listlessly walked step by step towards the pier.

As if that fierce battle just now had nothing to do with it at all.

…

The news that the Fusang experts at the pier were all killed soon reached Zhang Mengjie of the Nantian Gang.

Immediately, a large group of experts from the base camp began searching every inch of Zhonghai that could hide Fusang experts.

Such a big incident happened in Zhonghai, but Lin Zifeng on the Fusang side knew nothing about it.

While staying with the Jipu Family for a few days, they had lost contact with the Nantian Gang in Zhonghai.

Not until the fourth day did Jipu Qingtian convene all the authoritative elders in the Jipu Family to request a meeting.

Lin Zifeng took out a low-quality cigarette, habitually lit it, and squatted on the ground smoking indecently. With Jipu Qingtian’s presence, many elders who could speak up in the Jipu Family gathered in the meeting room.

However, when they entered the meeting room, seeing Lin Zifeng squatting outside smoking, nobody paid attention to him. Who would notice a person squatting on the ground smoking?

Lin Zifeng shrugged and chuckled lightly. He leisurely stood up, flicked the cigarette butt to the ground, gently extinguished it with his toe, and then followed the elders into the meeting room one by one.

Upon entering the meeting room, Lin Zifeng took the initiative to choose a corner spot, sitting quietly as an observer.

After all, with Yamada, his captive, already dead, he had to rely on the power of the Jipu Family to help himself now.

If anything went wrong, his brothers might all encounter mishaps, so being compliant wasn’t necessarily a bad thing?

Inside the meeting room, there were two rows of tables, one for the Illusionists, and the other for the Divination Masters.

The two factions were distinctly divided, ignoring each other.

However, there were quite a few strong individuals among them. Lin Zifeng at least felt that the young guy sitting at the corner was definitely not much weaker than himself.

Currently, Lin Zifeng had just broken into the middle stage of the Qi Dao Realm; otherwise, he really couldn’t make comparisons.

What Lin Zifeng feared most were those elder illusionists. Although it was not apparent from the surface how strong they were, Lin Zifeng thought they must not be weak, with intense auras.

As the spiritual leader embodying the Yin-Yang Dao for the Jipu Family, Jipu Qingtian, after making some remarks, immediately pointed the spearhead at Lin Zifeng, openly discussing the cooperative relationship with the Nantian Gang. Instantly, all the astonished gazes in the meeting room turned towards him.

They had just seen this unrefined guy squatting at the door smoking, not expecting that he was the helm of the Nantian Gang!

Moreover, his relationship with Jipu Qingtian seemed quite good, as a man who could negotiate cooperation with the Jipu Family naturally had his unique qualities.

Lin Zifeng’s gaze fell on a few uniquely dressed women. Just now, when he was squatting at the door smoking, those beautiful Illusionist women hadn’t paid him any attention, even showing him contempt.

But now, their eyes on Lin Zifeng naturally became somewhat playful.

“Mr. Lin, since everyone from our Jipu Family is here today, why don’t you say a few words?”

Jipu Qingtian personally invited Lin Zifeng to say a few words.

Damn, what to say? What’s there to talk about with a bunch of sissy-like Illusionists?

Lin Zifeng, smiling with his mouth, had little concern for these Illusionists. They always felt like people of the Thailand type in/monks.

“Since Mr. Jipu has such high regard, I’ll be bold enough to say a few words.” Lin Zifeng smiled, maintaining a smiling expression as he said: “Actually, I don’t have much to say. Everyone is just pursuing their interests and needs. You’re eager to defeat the Heavenly Martial Society, merely to eliminate a domestic rival. For us at the Nantian Gang, it’s simply seeking security—a safety for those around me.”

Speaking to this point, Lin Zifeng paused, chuckled self-mockingly, acting very arrogantly yet attracting everyone’s attention onto him.

“Frankly, I, Lin Zifeng, have a bad habit. If the target of the Heavenly Martial Society was just me, I probably wouldn’t have come to this Fusang trip. But now the Heavenly Martial Society not only threatens my personal safety — they have gone mad enough to threaten my family, friends, and brothers around me. They’ve even threatened the entire Great Martial World! So, my purpose of coming to Fusang is to seek peace and safety and nothing more.”

While saying this, Lin Zifeng appeared extremely sincere, but secretly, a cold smile lingered inside.

In this world, it’s always a facade before others, a knife behind their backs. Isn’t it the same for the people of the Jipu Family?

Good people have long vanished from this world.