Chapter 136: Slaughtering Chickens and Butchering Dogs

"I understand, I will go now," Liu Qianxue promised.

Leaping down from the high building, the oncoming gale whistled as it poured into Lin Feng's ears; his black hair danced in the wind, and his clothes snapped loudly.

Suddenly, Lin Feng kicked off the outer wall of the Tiandi Building Hotel with great force, and a loud boom rang out.

The wall's surface cracked into spiderweb-like fissures, and Lin Feng shot back into mid-air at an incredible angle!

In just a few bounds, Lin Feng was already far from the Tiandi Building Hotel, flying rapidly toward the Zhao Family Mansion!

"Mom, look, there's a big brother flying in the sky!"

On the bustling street, a little girl suddenly pointed at the night sky and shouted.

The middle-aged woman beside her was bewildered, looking around: "Where? Where?"

"He was just there, but that big brother went 'whoosh' and disappeared," the little girl said.

"You're playing games with me, aren't you? You little brat, your skin is itching for a beating!"

The slapping sound of a spanking immediately rang out, and the little girl's crying and screaming continued incessantly.

But Lin Feng had long since gone far away!

Zhao Family Mansion, first-floor lobby.

Zhao Haoran paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, his face full of worry.

Zhao Ziyang, however, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine, looking completely at ease.

"You actually still have the heart to drink?" Zhao Haoran said angrily.

Zhao Ziyang laughed: "Dad, don't worry. Baolong is an Innate Martial Artist. With him taking action personally, he will surely be able to behead Lin Feng with ease."

"That is not what I am worried about. Have you forgotten the demands of Blood Fiend? He asked us to prepare one hundred young boys and girls; this is not an easy task," Zhao Haoran said.

Zhao Ziyang said with a ruthless expression: "What is difficult about that? Just send out our family's martial artist bodyguards to capture little brats who meet the requirements in different cities, won't that work? In a large city with hundreds of thousands or millions of people, is it really strange for a few children to go missing?"

"That is easy to say, but if someone finds out, then..."

Zhao Haoran had only just finished half his sentence when a loud boom came from outside.

Then came the panicked shouts of the Zhao family bodyguards: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Screams rang out incessantly, and they were getting closer and closer; Zhao Haoran and Zhao Ziyang were both shocked and furious.

It was at this moment that two bodyguards, mouths spraying blood, crashed through the lobby doors and flew backward, falling to the ground in a heap like two tattered sacks!

"Who dares to trespass in my Zhao Family!" Zhao Haoran roared.

"Your grandfather here!"

A cold voice came from the darkness, and the next moment, a figure stepped out from the night, walking step by step into the bright and luxurious villa lobby.

Who else could it be but Lin Feng!

Lin Feng, dressed in casual clothes, was covered in fresh red blood, especially his two hands, which were completely stained red!

And Lin Feng's pair of eyes were a golden color, the vertical pupils giving off a non-human feeling!

It was the Dragon Pupil!

"You... you actually didn't die!"

Zhao Ziyang shouted in a panic, his face full of disbelief.

"You're disappointed that I didn't die, aren't you?"

Lin Feng said with a cold laugh, stepping closer to Zhao Haoran and Zhao Ziyang.

"Zhao Ziyang, you hired an assassin to kill me, yet you don't even know what my strength is. Don't you think you are stupid and ridiculous! Or are you a gambler who is naturally fond of high-stakes bets?"

"What a pity, you lost the bet!"

After saying this, Lin Feng rushed toward Zhao Ziyang like a ghost.

Zhao Ziyang's face turned deathly pale, and he hurriedly retreated, roaring: "Protect me! Protect me!"

Then, black shadows rushed over from corners in every direction, launching a fierce attack on Lin Feng from all sorts of different angles!

These martial artists dressed in black tight-fitting clothes were all Dark Guards hired at great expense and secretly cultivated by the Zhao Family; they were the Zhao Family's strongest force and also their trump card.

Now that Zhao Ziyang had summoned the Dark Guards to protect himself, it was clear he had been pushed to the edge!

However, these Dark Guards were a complete joke in front of Lin Feng!

Lin Feng threw a casual punch, directly piercing through the chest of a Dark Guard; fresh red blood sprayed out like a fountain, staining the marble floor in a radial pattern.

Another Dark Guard ambushed Lin Feng from behind, but it was as if Lin Feng had eyes on the back of his head; he not only tilted his head just in time to dodge the fatal blow, but also backhanded a palm onto the Dark Guard's chest.

In an instant, that Dark Guard's heart was smashed into pulp by Lin Feng's palm, and as soon as the Dark Guard hit the ground, he lost all signs of life, becoming a corpse that still retained its warmth!

One after another, the Dark Guards died at Lin Feng's hands, yet not a single scratch appeared on Lin Feng; he killed these Dark Guards one after another as if he were slaughtering chickens and butchering dogs, with unbelievable ease!

Watching this scene, Zhao Haoran's heart turned cold!

So many Dark Guards, with ambushes and coordinated attacks, couldn't even manage to injure Lin Feng, and instead died one after another at his hands.

They couldn't even last a single round in front of Lin Feng!

How could he accept this!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can you be this strong? This is not logical!"

Zhao Ziyang roared like a madman, spraying saliva everywhere.

Slap!

The last Dark Guard's head was smashed into fragments by a slap from Lin Feng, and immediately after, Lin Feng strode toward Zhao Ziyang.

"Not logical? You really are ignorant!"

Lin Feng sneered and slapped Zhao Ziyang across the face.

Zhao Ziyang immediately screamed as he flew sideways, not only spraying a mouthful of blood, but also losing several teeth from his mouth!

Moreover, his face was completely twisted and deformed, as if disfigured.

Thump, Zhao Ziyang fell heavily onto the floor, his body twitching uncontrollably.

He wanted to crawl up, but he simply could not do it; the intense pain on his face made his consciousness blur, and it was already quite something that he had not directly fainted.

And Lin Feng came before him once again, directly stepping his foot onto his head.

This action of Lin Feng's made Zhao Ziyang feel a humiliation he had never experienced before, and he thus roared madly like a wounded beast: "Take your foot off! No one can step on my head, you don't have that qualification!"

But Lin Feng did not talk nonsense with Zhao Ziyang at all, directly increasing the force on his foot.

Zhao Ziyang immediately let out wails that pierced his heart and soul, just like a slaughtered pig.

Zhao Haoran was trembling all over with anger and roared: "Lin Feng, stop! If you kill my son, you absolutely will not have a good end!"

"Do not forget, my nephew Zhao Zilong is the Prince of Northern Suppression enfeoffed by the Sovereign of the Dragon Kingdom, holding twenty thousand troops in his hands!"

Lin Feng, however, said without the slightest care: "The Prince of Northern Suppression is worth nothing!"

"You are only capable of being arrogant with your mouth; if my nephew were here, if you dared to make a move, I would call you Grandfather!" Zhao Haoran roared.