Ah!
A scream tore through the sky!
Followed by a dull thud.
Bang!
Beep beep beep!
The alarms of a line of luxury cars echoed through the surrounding blocks, yet the two nearby streets were deathly silent, as if everyone had been cleared out!
"Cheng Youhua... is dead?!"
Wei Ziming cried out in terror.
In an instant, everyone around began to wail in panic.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
"Madman, he's a madman!!"
"I don't want to die! What happened that night has nothing to do with us!"
"That's right, if you have the guts... if you have the guts, go find the young master of Wuhu Group! What's the use of taking your anger out on us!"
Hearing this, a cruel smile crept onto Ling Feng's lips.
He nodded at them and slowly said, "It seems you've recalled something."
Yang Fei stepped forward and roared, "Shut up!"
Instantly, these people fell silent!
Rich young masters?
Top noble scions of Hanjiang?
Heh, just a bunch of useless troublemakers.
In the face of death, they only wished to cling to life!
Ling Feng slowly walked towards them. Those kneeling in a line were so terrified they started to cry, some even inching backward.
But Ling Feng stepped over their heads and landed directly in front of Wei Ziming and Huang Yancheng.
"Have you recalled anything? Tell me what you know!"
The same forceful questioning, yet it gave everyone a completely different feeling.
Wei Ziming was in a panic and was about to respond, but Huang Yancheng suddenly shouted, "Are you crazy? Can your Wei family afford to offend Wuhu Group? If you dare to speak another word, you won't be the only one to die, Wei Ziming!"
Wei Ziming swallowed hard and cried out in despair to Huang Yancheng, "What choice do I have? Whether I speak or not, I'll die!"
"Then go die!"
Abruptly, a cold, mocking voice echoed across the rooftop.
Whoosh!
A cold glint flashed, and the sound of cutting through the air followed.
It was a flying dagger!
Under the flashing cold light, it aimed directly at the back of Wei Ziming's head.
This strike was absolutely capable of killing Wei Ziming on the spot.
But Ling Feng had long sensed the other's presence. He took a step forward, and his aura surged, forming an invisible barrier behind Wei Ziming.
Clang!
A sound like metal striking metal rang out, and the flying dagger snapped into two pieces, falling to the ground!
"En?"
A slightly puzzled voice sounded.
Everyone looked and saw a figure in black crouching on a power distribution box on one side of the rooftop. Judging by his attire, he was likely a Japanese ninja.
Thump thump!
As everyone's gaze settled, the ninja's figure quickly landed on the side of the rooftop entrance.
Following him, a defiant young man in a casual suit walked out.
Although his attire looked ordinary, it clearly gained value when worn by him.
Some people are born with an innate nobility that makes them look down on everyone else.
They don't need ornate or luxurious clothing; they themselves are the most expensive luxury items.
This person stepped out, and the moonlight cast upon his somewhat devilishly charming face, adding a touch of mystery.
Lei Haixuan!
The person who arrived was Lei Haixuan, the young master of Wuhu Group!
"Young Master Lei!"
"Young Master Lei, you're finally here, save us!"
"Young Master Lei, quickly kill this guy who doesn't know his place! He doesn't take your Wuhu Group seriously at all!"
As Lei Haixuan appeared, all those kneeling on the ground seemed to have grasped a lifeline, crying out for help.
Beside them, Yang Fei casually waved his hand, and the dozen or so camouflaged soldiers picked up the young masters they were holding and tossed them like garbage to the edge of the rooftop.
With a clattering sound.
Sounds of cutting through the air also came from around!
This time, it wasn't the sound of flying daggers, but the sound of figures slicing through the night sky.
Nearly thirty martial arts experts descended from the surrounding buildings.
In a blink of an eye, they all landed behind Lei Haixuan.
Lei Haixuan didn't even glance at the captured young masters. Instead, he faced Ling Feng, raised his arms slightly, his face filled with arrogance and defiance!
His demeanor seemed to say to Ling Feng, "See these people behind me? This is my welcome gift for you!"
A hint of sorrow appeared on Ling Feng's face as he slowly looked up at the sky and spoke, "Now, everyone is here."
Seeing Ling Feng's posture, Lei Haixuan let out a cold laugh.
"Heh, are you talking to your dead brother? Too bad he can't hear you!"
Ling Feng suddenly lowered his head and looked at Lei Haixuan, killing intent surging in his eyes.
"You deserve to die!"
A soft shout, like a spring thunderclap.
Lei Haixuan's eyes widened abruptly. In his vision, the void behind Ling Feng instantly transformed into endless withered bones.
It was a mountain of piled-up bones!
And Ling Feng stood at the summit of this corpse mountain, his expression cold and terrifying!
Lei Haixuan looked up in horror, only to see towering waves of blood surging forward, engulfing all the withered bones between heaven and earth.
And Ling Feng, standing atop the bones, was unaffected, like an supreme god of death!
"Ah..."
Lei Haixuan screamed in terror as he saw himself being swallowed by the blood waves.
Then, he suddenly woke up, returning to reality.
His previously proud stance was now supported by two people.
In just a moment, Lei Haixuan's clothes were completely soaked!
"Who are you?"
Lei Haixuan looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared at Ling Feng!
He naturally knew Ling Feng's name was Ling Feng, but he had never managed to find out what Ling Feng had been doing or what position he held during his years in the army.
That was Ling Feng's true identity.
Lei Haixuan had previously sent people to investigate, but there was no information. Later, he had disdained to investigate further.
However, just now, that question had resurfaced.
With just a single word, his painstakingly cultivated Grandmaster-level strength had instantly collapsed!
How could an ordinary soldier achieve this?
Ling Feng stared at Lei Haixuan mockingly, and instead of answering, he asked, "You don't recognize me?"
Lei Haixuan's pupils contracted sharply. Under the light of the bright moon hanging high in the sky behind Ling Feng, he finally saw Ling Feng's face clearly.
"Hmph, aren't you just Ling Yan's poor soldier brother, Ling Feng! Do you really think your martial arts are supreme? Do you know who I've brought with me today?"
Lei Haixuan gritted his teeth and said. As the young director of Wuhu Group, he wouldn't easily admit defeat.
Mentioning the people behind him, Lei Haixuan immediately felt bolstered, and his face regained its arrogant color, even a sinister smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Heh heh, listen clearly, among the people I've brought, there aren't just external force masters! There are also internal force Grandmasters!"
Yang Fei swept his gaze over the group of experts behind Lei Haixuan, feeling a slight surprise.
This Wuhu Group indeed had some foundation.
With these people gathered in Hanjiang, they were enough to sweep away all other families except Wuhu Group!
However, it was only enough to cause Yang Fei a slight surprise.
With this lineup, Lei Haixuan was not qualified to be arrogant in front of him, let alone Ling Feng.