Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1465: Chapter 1499: The Western Pope and the Eastern Holy War

“Hmph! You dare to meddle in the Pope’s affairs? Aren’t you afraid of the Pope’s wrath?”

King Yan’s eyes turned particularly crimson due to grief and indignation, enduring the scorching and suffocating feeling in his chest.

Lin Zifeng’s punch just now had injured him seriously; at least three of his ribs were shattered. Moreover, the old wound inflicted by Nangong Bing that night hadn’t healed.

Now, he was almost a half-disabled body. Even as the strongest king, he couldn’t compare to Lin Zifeng, who possessed the Magic Bracelet.

“The Pope? I’ve heard of such a person, but I wonder what kind of existence this person you exalted to godhood really is?” Lin Zifeng crouched, maintaining a two-meter distance from King Yan.

During this time, Lin Zifeng had indeed heard a lot about the Western Bright Pope, but he truly didn’t know what exactly the so-called Pope was like, nor how powerful he was.

“Death God, do you think if you kill me, the Bright Pope won’t come looking for you? Then you’re mistaken. Our Bright Church has long been aware of you. Even if I can’t kill you now, soon our people will come to find you! The son of the Holy War Angel, do you really think the Pope doesn’t know?” King Yan suddenly revealed a big secret.

“Boom~”

Lin Zifeng’s body trembled fiercely, his mind went blank, and he stepped forward to grab his collar, eyes filled with murderous intent, suppressing his growling voice as he roared, “What did you just say? How did you know my father is the Holy War Angel!”

“Do you really think our Bright Church knows nothing about your Huaxia affairs? Let me tell you, the Pope has already investigated all your actions thoroughly. Today, even if I die, the Pope will avenge me!”

With that said, King Yan burst into maniacal laughter.

Looking at him with pitiful eyes, he sneered, “How could such a powerful Holy War Angel have an useless son like you? I really can’t understand how a strong person who can rival the Pope would give birth to a waste like you. I wonder if the Holy War Angel in the underworld…”

“Tell me! What else do you know! Speak up, and you’ll die lightly. If not, I have a million ways to torture you!”

Finally, Lin Zifeng’s emotions began to become somewhat irritable.

Whenever his father’s matters were mentioned, his emotions would become particularly frenzied.

Five years, a full five years! During these five years, he almost dreamed of finding his father, to ask him face to face why he left him, why he kept all these secrets from him. Did he ever know how much his son was burdened, how painful life was?!

“Ha ha, are you scared?”

“Crunch~”

Lin Zifeng reached out and squeezed, instantly crushing King Yan’s thigh bone.

“I would be afraid? I’d be afraid of a few Western ghosts?” Lin Zifeng sneered, his gaze ominous, shouting: “I just want to know the Bright Pope’s secret. If you tell me, I’ll ensure you die comfortably. If not, I’ll make sure you won’t die well today!”

“Ah!!!”

The thigh bone being crushed, King Yan was in such pain that his features distorted, his neck turned red. He witnessed this devil’s cruel methods firsthand, never thought he’d end up like this.

“I’m giving you one last chance, I just need to know the secret about the Pope. If you remain stubbornly ignorant, my patience has its limits!”

“Even if you kill me, I won’t say a word!”

King Yan roared, enduring immense pain.

“Then prepare to die!”

“Crunch~”

With that, Lin Zifeng’s hand power surged again, crushing all thigh bones, the muscle bursting into pulp, causing tears to uncontrollably flow from King Yan’s eyes.

“Say or not!”

Lin Zifeng was becoming increasingly agitated, his chest heaving. He’d always heard about the Western Pope, and he desperately wanted to know about the secret between the Western Pope and his father.

“Ah ah ah… Just kill me! If you dare, just kill me!”

His thigh bone shattered, several major tendons were squeezed to the point that no ordinary person could endure.

King Yan already knew he was likely to die here, crying out in severe pain.

“Then go to hell!”

Bang bang~ Lin Zifeng swung his hand, grabbed King Yan’s head, and twisted it forcefully, a crunching sound following.

King Yan’s eyes rolled, blood oozing from his mouth, dying with eyes wide open~

After finishing everything, Lin Zifeng’s frenzied emotions finally began to ease a little.

Soon, Ability Group members also arrived, seeing Lin Zifeng’s blood-stained hands, silently left, Asura and Sha Bu watched him leave coldly, none stepping forward to stop him.

“He’s dead.” Sha Bu stepped forward to check King Yan’s condition, finding he was completely dead.

“Mm. I know.” Asura silently nodded, watching Lin Zifeng’s desolate figure gradually disappear. Her expression was complex.

For some reason, watching him leave the scene, there was a strong sense of desolation and sadness emanating from that self-righteous guy. As if his silhouette could inspire endless imaginations…

…

Safely returning home, Liu Ruyan was completely dumbfounded.

Alone standing on the living room sofa, staring blankly at the TV in front of her.

Her mood plummeted to extreme lows; everything she experienced today was probably the most in her entire life.

What had she ever encountered before?

The person she always admired almost killed her today. What was most hateful, she had even regarded that person as her idol. If this was made known, let alone being laughed at, people would curse her behind her back.

“Boo hoo… Why is my life so bitter? Just thinking about it breaks my heart. Are Liu Ruyan’s destined to grow old alone, a lifetime without a man’s care?” Thinking of this, Liu Ruyan felt a great sense of grievance. With no one to vent to, at that moment, she believed she was the most pitiful, the most aggrieved woman in the world.

What was even worse was, why was she so foolish?

All the fault stemmed from her infatuation, knowing full well that there were countless men posing as Death God these days, yet she still chose to believe.

The world’s biggest fool was herself.

“Creak~”

Just then, the living room door was pushed open.

Nangong Bing had just entered, startling Liu Ruyan, who immediately stood up from the sofa.

“Bingbing~”

Liu Ruyan felt like she was a thief, her heart guilty to the extreme. Seeing Nangong Bing enter, she felt like a child who had done something wrong.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Nangong Bing noticed the tears at the corner of her eyes, as if she had just cried.