Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1282: Chapter 1316: Competing with Lin Zifeng for a Woman

“If you don’t die! How could I ever have a chance?!”

Monet Yun’s face turned pale, and blood was already seeping from the corners of her mouth.

But there was a strong unwillingness in her eyes.

She spat blood onto the ground and said harshly, “Jipu Qingfeng, don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to, bringing Lin Zifeng to Fusang just to stir hatred between the Nantian Gang and the Jipu Family. You colluded with the Iga Family, did you really think I wasn’t aware of your assassination attempt on him that night?”

“You ingrate! I’ve nurtured you all these years, and you dare betray me for a man!”

Jipu Qingfeng covered his wound, only to find that something seemed to be suppressing his energy from within.

“Your blade is poisoned!”

Jipu Qingfeng glared and roared in anger!

“Too late to understand, today if you don’t die, I won’t feel at ease!”

Monet Yun quickly got up, using all her strength, she charged at Jipu Qingfeng madly.

“Even if I die, I’ll drag you down with me!”

Jipu Qingfeng’s large hand closed, as if a huge suction force formed in his palm, pulling Monet Yun right into it.

He squeezed her pale neck tightly, glaring fiercely, “Do you think this will be enough to kill me?”

“Ugh…”

With her neck being choked, the intense feeling of suffocation caused Monet Yun’s body to become severely oxygen-deprived. She knew the poison needed several more seconds to take full effect, and if she couldn’t hold out until Jipu Qingfeng succumbed to the poison, she might really die from asphyxiation.

Meanwhile, the poison within Jipu Qingfeng’s body had already infiltrated his heart and lungs; in an instant, he could clearly feel his heart being violently struck by something.

“Puh…”

A mouthful of reverse blood gushed out from his throat, and Jipu Qingfeng stared wide-eyed, his whole body stiffened, and with a thud, fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, eyes rolling back, convulsing all over, limbs rigid.

“You… you’re… so vicious!”

After saying his last words, Jipu Qingfeng died begrudgingly.

Monet Yun barely regained her composure, her face flushed, and she kicked Jipu Qingfeng’s dead body hard.

Jipu Qingfeng’s body was gradually becoming stiff, and considering the poison she had used, Monet Yun was absolutely confident it would kill Jipu Qingfeng, no matter how powerful he was. He was just a Yin Yang Illusionist, fragile compared to real Eastern Martial Artists.

In an instant, she felt a wave of loss because she had killed the elder who had nurtured her for many years.

This feeling was not pleasant.

After all, she was a person with blood and flesh too.

“Elder Qingfeng, don’t blame me. If I hadn’t done this, my future could never be in my own hands!”

With that, Monet Yun hastily hid Jipu Qingfeng’s body, and under the cover of night, swiftly ran towards Mount Fuji.

She needed to reach Zhonghai in a very short time to find Lin Zifeng, or else her life would be over.

Meanwhile, Lin Zifeng was escorting Nangong Bing back home.

Outside the villa was already parked a black Rolls-Royce, and in front of it stood a middle-aged man in a suit.

The middle-aged man appeared calm, as if he knew Nangong Bing and Lin Zifeng would return soon.

“Is this a case of haunting?” Lin Zifeng hadn’t even reached the car when he saw Hawke Martin getting out, except he was now in different clothes.

A fitted pink suit, paired with a black bow tie and exquisite pink shoes, this outfit was undeniably eye-catching.

If Lin Zifeng were a young girl, he, too, would have been stunned by this scene.

“Miss Nangong, I’ve finally waited for you.” Hawke Martin revealed a broad smile on his handsome face, personally welcoming Nangong Bing.

“Why are you here?”

Clearly, Hawke Martin’s appearance took Nangong Bing slightly by surprise. If she were a teenager, she’d be head over heels for the luxury car and charming young gentleman’s allure.

Unfortunately, Nangong Bing wasn’t that kind of person.

“I came here especially to wait for you. I’ve booked a table at the Peter Saint Castle’s restaurant with your favorite French fried steak, made from the freshest European beef. I think you’ll love it, Miss Nangong.”

“Sorry, I’m busy.” Nangong Bing couldn’t even be bothered to get out of the car, her gaze directed sideways.

Hawke Martin’s presence had started to stir some irritation in Nangong Bing.

Although her impression of Hawke Martin wasn’t necessarily bad, it wasn’t intimate either.

Plus, Nangong Bing naturally wasn’t fond of such people, suddenly intruding into her life; there’s no way she would accept that.

“Haha, it’s alright. I can get it packed to go, anytime Miss Nangong wants to eat, I can bring it over.”

“…”

Lin Zifeng was almost drunk with disbelief; this guy understood Nangong Bing’s appetite even better than he did.

As they say, to win a woman’s heart, you must first satisfy her stomach. Not knowing her favorite food is where Lin Zifeng admitted he lost to him.

But. This Hawke Martin is too much, isn’t he? Not only does he know what she likes to eat. He’s also so meticulous, showing up as if from thin air.

If he says he didn’t plan this, even he wouldn’t believe it, right?

Just at the Tianyu Group, Hawke Martin intentionally invited Nangong Bing to dinner, but unfortunately, Lin Zifeng’s appearance ruined his plan, making Hawke Martin, who’s never tasted rejection, feel an itch in his heart.

“No need, I don’t like steak anymore. If you like it, go eat it by yourself.”

Nangong Bing truly deserves the title of the cold and glamorous queen; ever since Hawke Martin appeared, she only glanced at him once, not even bothering to look at him while speaking now.

This cold and noble queenly presence makes men feel unsatisfied.

“Miss Nangong, why won’t you give me a chance? Maybe I’m not the person you think I am on the surface.”

“But the way you are now already makes us dislike you.” Suddenly!

Lin Zifeng’s voice came from inside the car.

Hawke Martin’s gaze fell on him.

“Sorry, but we’re going in now. If you could be a gentleman, please leave now and don’t block the way.”

“Mr. Lin, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us for you to view me so unfavorably.”

Hawke Martin wasn’t angry; instead, he spoke to Lin Zifeng in a calm manner.

“You’re not worth my prejudice.” Lin Zifeng ignored him, parked the car, and personally helped Nangong Bing out of it.

“Mr. Lin, why is it that the more I listen, the more I sense anger in your tone?”

At this moment, the middle-aged man in a suit behind Hawke Martin spoke coldly.

“Stand down!”

Hawke Martin reprimanded coldly.

“But he…”

The middle-aged man glared at Lin Zifeng before finally diverting his gaze elsewhere.

Lin Zifeng, holding Nangong Bing’s hand, walked directly towards the villa in full view of Hawke Martin.

Through it all, Nangong Bing didn’t give Hawke Martin a proper look.

Tugged by Lin Zifeng’s small hand, she hurriedly left his line of sight.

“Mr. Martin, do you think doing this is necessary?”

At this point, the middle-aged man who was reprimanded earlier slowly walked over, looking particularly displeased as he watched Lin Zifeng walk away swaggeringly.

“Why? Doesn’t she deserve this from me?”

Hawke Martin laughed heartily and said, “Thomas, there are some things you don’t get. The more rejection you face, the more fun this kind of game is.”

“But what about her? You came back this time because of her, didn’t you? Years ago, you were engaged to her, and now she’s still waiting for you. If you give her up for Nangong Bing, wouldn’t it be unfair to the old man?

The middle-aged man knew Hawke Martin’s personality well. This person has always been called a madman abroad.

Sometimes normal, sometimes not.

He does things almost against the way normal people think, but in the end, he always achieves results that everyone has to accept.

“Her?” A sharp light flickered in Hawke Martin’s eyes as he shrugged, took out a thin cigarette from his pocket, placed it in his mouth, and with a casual flick of his hand, a small blaze of flame appeared at his fingertips!

“She’s just a product of dealings between our parents. Besides, I’ve never met her. What does an engagement even mean?”

“But surely, it’s an engagement set by the parents. If… I’m afraid…”

The middle-aged man stopped short, wanting to remind him, but fearing Hawke Martin’s anger, he held back his words.

“My father is already dead! Now I’m the only one in control of the headquarters, do you want to use my father’s name to pressure me?”

Upon hearing the word “father,” Hawke Martin instantly became extremely unhappy.

It’s worth noting that his disappearance five years ago had quite a bit to do with his father.

Later, it was quite a struggle to take over the headquarters, and hearing someone use his deceased father to pressure him made him particularly uncomfortable.

Being someone with such a strong mind, it’s rare for anyone to provoke him to anger.

“I’m sorry, I was being rash.”

The middle-aged man’s face flushed, knowing he seemed to have touched Hawke Martin’s sore spot.

“Alright, there’s nothing left for you to do now. Since I’m back this time, what reason do I have not to visit her? You go back first. I’ll return in a few days. I’ll stay here and play a few days first.”

After saying this, without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, Hawke Martin already dodged into the darkness and quickly left this place that embarrassed him.

“Sigh…” The middle-aged man watched Hawke Martin’s decisive actions, unable to resist shaking his head.

He understood Hawke Martin’s character well, but he never expected that after so many years, he still hadn’t rid himself of those annoying flaws.

(It’s my birthday today, so only updating two chapters. One chapter is two thousand words. The other is three thousand words.)