Chapter 72: The Death of Group Leader Li

Under the dim yellow light, Wenshen Dahan's silhouette was like a beast poised to strike.

His muscles were knotted, veins bulging, and each step made the ground tremble slightly.

Li Feng's teammates, seeing this, drew their weapons, intending to rush forward to assist.

But at that moment, in the darkness, several Black Shadows emerged again.

They moved with agile bodies and swift actions, like phantoms, blocking the teammates' path.

"Your opponents are us!"

Among the Black Shadows, someone uttered a low voice with a hint of mockery.

Li Feng saw this and felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that today was likely to end badly.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you attacking here?"

Li Feng shouted the questions, trying to buy time.

Wenshen Dahan, who was Langtou, grinned, showing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"You must be Jiangnan, right?"

He surveyed Li Feng from head to toe, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light.

"Indeed you have some skill; no wonder the boss wants to eliminate you."

Li Feng was stunned; he hadn't expected the opponent to mistake him for Jiangnan.

It seemed that Mr. Jiang indeed had many grudges with this group of Black Shadows.

"I am the Group Leader of the Special Operations Unit; you are already surrounded. Immediately cease resistance and submit to legal judgment!"

"Damn Special Operations Unit, I've never heard of it!"

Langtou roared, swung his fist, and lunged fiercely at Li Feng.

The wind of his fist whistled, as if bearing a force of a thousand pounds!

Li Feng dared not delay and quickly sidestepped.

Langtou's fist brushed past his cheek, delivering a sharp sting.

Li Feng was secretly alarmed; Langtou's strength was indeed so formidable.

He was also a Master Realm expert, but compared with Langtou, he seemed a step behind.

However, now was not the time to think about that.

Li Feng inhaled deeply, mobilized his internal true Qi, and met Langtou's attack.

The two instantly clashed, fists and kicks interweaving, their silhouettes overlapping.

In the exhibition hall, the artifacts under the lights silently observed the fierce battle.

Langtou's attacks were wide and massive; each punch carried great force, like a heavy hammer.

Li Feng, however, moved nimbly, constantly dodging and seeking a chance to counter.

Each of his strikes precisely hit Langtou's vital points.

But Langtou's defense was also extremely impressive.

Even when hit, his body only quivered slightly before continuing the assault.

The two's combat grew increasingly intense.

The air in the hall seemed stirred by them, forming gusts of airflow.

The Special Operations Unit's members' fight with the Black Shadows also entered a white‑hot stage.

Although they outnumbered them, the Black Shadows' strength far exceeded their expectations.

Each Black Shadow was a veteran expert.

Their attacks were ruthless and lethal, each strike aimed at vital points.

The teammates gradually fell at a disadvantage, and wounds began to appear on their bodies.

Fresh blood stained their garments red...

Li Feng saw this and felt extreme anxiety.

He knew that if it continued, they would likely meet their end here today.

He had to eliminate Langtou quickly to be able to support the others.

Thinking of this, a resolute glint flashed in Li Feng's eyes.

He gritted his teeth hard, and his internal true Qi began to churn wildly.

His body began to emit a faint glow, as if a war god had descended.

"What is this..."

Langtou sensed Li Feng's change and was startled.

He felt a powerful force awakening inside Li Feng.

That force made him feel fear, made him feel despair.

"Who exactly are you?"

Langtou couldn't help but ask, his voice trembling slightly.

Li Feng gave no answer; he simply stared coldly at Langtou.

Then, he moved.

His speed reached the extreme, like lightning.

Langtou only felt a flash before his eyes, and Li Feng's figure vanished from his sight.

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Looking down, he saw Li Feng's fist already deeply embedded in his torso.

"You..."

Langtou opened his mouth, as if to say something, but in the end said nothing.

His body, like a kite whose string had been cut, fell backward.

He crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Li Feng slowly withdrew his fist, and his chest heaved violently.

That strike just now had nearly drained all his true Qi.

Now he felt a wave of weakness, and his body began to sway.

But he knew he could not fall.

He still had a mission unfinished; he still had to protect his teammates.

He forced his ailing body to endure, turned, and looked at those Black Shadows.

"Your leader is already dead. Do you still intend to keep fighting?"

Li Feng's voice, though weak, was full of authority.

Those Black Shadows, hearing Li Feng's words, all halted their actions.

They stared at Langtou lying on the ground, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

They hadn't expected their leader to die here.

Moreover, he died at the hands of someone they had never heard of.

"Let's go!"

From within the Black Shadows, a voice rumbled low.

Then they vanished into the darkness as swiftly as they had arrived.

Li Feng, seeing this, finally let out a sigh of relief.

He knew that this crisis was temporarily averted.

But his heart was filled with doubt.

Could Jiangnan have guessed correctly?

Is the Museum truly the core of this Black Shadow operation?

Li Zuzhang pondered briefly, then ordered immediately:

"Immediately request reinforcements from headquarters. Say it's the Museum..."

Halfway through speaking, Li Zuzhang's voice suddenly halted.

Immediately after, a piercing pain shot from his chest!

A Black-robed Man silently appeared behind Li Feng.

In his hand he held a Dagger that gleamed with cold light.

The Black-robed Man's gaze was icy and merciless.

He looked at Li Feng's silhouette, a cruel smile curling his lips.

Then he raised the Dagger and thrust it toward Li Feng's heart.

The Dagger sliced the air, emitting a faint sound.

That sound, in the silent night, seemed especially shrill.

Li Feng was gravely wounded, unable to react at all!

When he sensed the killing intent behind him, he tried to dodge, but his body was already too slow to respond.

"Pfft!"

The sound of the Dagger piercing flesh rang clearly in Li Feng's ears.

He felt a wave of excruciating pain emanating from his heart, quickly spreading throughout his body.

His consciousness began to blur, and his body lost strength.

He slowly turned his head, looking at the Black-robed Man.

"You... who are you?"

Li Feng, using his last strength, asked.

The Black-robed Man gave no answer, only stared coldly at him.

Then he withdrew the Dagger, drawing a spray of fresh blood.

Li Feng's body could no longer hold, and he fell backward.

As he fell, countless images flashed through his mind.

Scenes of him fighting side by side with comrades, scenes of reunion with his family...

He recalled the words Jiangnan had said to him, remembered Jiangnan's warning.

He regretted, regretted not listening to Jiangnan.

Had he heeded Jiangnan, perhaps this ending would not have come.

"I was wrong..."

Li Feng muttered to himself, his voice growing ever weaker.

Finally, his eyes slowly closed.

His body crashed heavily onto the ground, no longer moving.

The Black-robed Man looked at Li Feng's corpse, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Then he turned and vanished into the darkness.

Only Li Feng's corpse remained, lying alone on the cold ground.

Fresh blood poured from his wound, staining the ground red...