Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1284: Chapter 1318: Brothers Return

Midnight—

The icy, piercing sea breeze lashed against everyone’s indifferent faces like a sharp knife.

Twelve unconscious warrior corpses all appeared at the harbor, each with eyes exuding intense killing aura, their essence energy rising like wolf smoke~!

With just a small command from Lin Zifeng, these cold-blooded killing machines would tear their targets apart without hesitation.

Including Lin Zifeng, thirteen people had been waiting at the dock for nearly five minutes.

Lin Zifeng tightly gripped his phone, showing the coordinates of the Jipu Family Nightmare Masters and their path pursuing Monet Yun.

Watching the red coordinate point on the phone map gradually approaching, Lin Zifeng knew it was about time.

”It’s time to move!” Lin Zifeng, masked and clad in stylish black attire, was incomparably handsome.

Monet Yun had already passed through here five minutes ago, taken away by Zhang Mengjie. Now Lin Zifeng’s target was to take down these Yin Yang Illusionists in front of him!

The debacle in Fusang had always been an unerasable knot in Lin Zifeng’s heart.

Today, it was time to reclaim some principal and interest!

”It’s your turn. Kill!”

Lin Zifeng took the lead, tossing away the cigarette butt, and wielded the Soft Sword straight at the approaching Nightmare Masters.

”Who goes there!”

These Nightmare Masters, all in white wide robes, moved like corpses in the dark night, terrifying those who viewed them.

”The ones who will kill you!” Lin Zifeng’s voice roared like thunder as he wielded the Longsword and slashed down.

A brilliant, dazzling Divine Rainbow appeared almost as soon as the man finished speaking.

”Slash,” and in an instant, the sword light from Lin Zifeng split them into two.

Phew~

Two bodies, split in half, flew sideways with a thunderous crash, blood raining down.

”Roar~!”

The crowd roared, as the twelve warrior corpses followed Lin Zifeng closely.

Red Eagle, at the forefront, raised his hand to unleash a powerful light wave, instantly piercing the heads of the two leading lower-level Nightmare Masters.

Lin Zifeng discarded his War Sword, using the Gray Dragon Hand, left slap, right slap.

In the sky above, one blood flower after another burst, erupting blinding blood light.

Screams filled the air, and all the Nightmare Masters in pursuit were dumbfounded.

Suddenly, these demons appeared, raising their hands to kill, kill, kill.

And each of them was monstrous strong in physical combat, almost invincible in close quarters!

There was absolutely no chance for them to display their illusionist techniques.

The deadliest thing was that these twelve cold-hearted beings were utterly devoid of emotions. Even when illusions were cast, they had no effect in front of them; instead, it made these maniacs fight more fiercely and kill more impulsively.

”Puppetry Technique!”

Several senior Nightmare Masters jumped into the air, beginning to perform one of their most skilled techniques – the Great Puppet Technique!

This move had once been a significant loss for Lin Zifeng in the Jipu Family’s Martial Arts Arena when three top talents joined forces. How could he let it hit him again now that the Puppetry Technique was being used?

”Puppetry Technique? Hmph! Not even the top three talents from your Jipu Family could do anything to me, and you think you can use this to control me with such meager skills?” Lin Zifeng snorted coldly.

The Gray Dragon Hand was displayed, forming a golden giant hand in mid-air that resembled both a dragon claw and a human hand.

”Break it for me!”

With a long howl, the Gray Dragon Hand descended from the sky with unstoppable momentum.

”Squish, squish, squish!”

As the three senior Nightmare Masters showed despairing looks, they were mercilessly slammed into mince by Lin Zifeng on the spot.

Flesh and blood splattered across the vast sky.

The scene was exceptionally terrifying; everyone uttered screams of despair, and even some timid ones began to flee this Shura-like battlefield. But how could the Twelve Eagles possibly let them escape easily?

Red Eagle was a bit more conscious than others, able to understand Lin Zifeng’s subtle signs.

So under the coordination of brothers, they fought these Nightmare Masters until they cried for their fathers and mothers.

”Roar~”

Red Eagle swung a large hand, grabbing the back of a Nightmare Master who was trying to flee.

A beast-like roar rang out as his five fingers clenched tightly, shattering the spine of the Nightmare Master!

The Nightmare Master screamed, his face twisted, unable to bid a final farewell, as a massive fist gathered powerful light and punched through from his back to his chest~

Spurt~

Blood gushed like a pillar, and with a shake of the arm, the Nightmare Master’s body turned to bloody pulp.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zifeng’s mouth curved slightly; he hadn’t seen Red Eagle make a move for two whole years.

This battle, fighting alongside brothers, briefly brought Lin Zifeng’s mind back to those regretless days.

”Boom, boom, boom!”

The Gray Dragon hovered and soared, its massive dragon body like a divine presence descending, sweeping past all the Nightmare Masters, tightly binding the five Nightmare Masters, and finally brutally twisting them to death!

This was a one-sided massacre.

All Nightmare Masters who had pursued them from Fusang to Zhonghai were completely slaughtered, leaving no survivors!

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After 2 a.m., Lin Zifeng led the Twelve Warhawks back swiftly to the headquarters of the Nantian Gang.

He instructed Zhang Mengjie to arrange for people to clean the battlefield thoroughly, leaving no trace.

Then, he found Monet Yun, who had been rescued.

At this moment, Monet Yun was placed in a secret room, within the headquarters of the Nantian Gang, which was originally a steel shell purchased by Zhang Mengjie and later modified, now serving as the secret base for the Nantian Gang.

Upon pushing open the door to the secret room, inside, Monet Yun embraced her legs, curling up motionlessly on the bed.

”Her mental state seems unstable; she was already like this when rescued.”

Zhang Mengjie said.

”Alright, I understand. It’s after 2 a.m., you should rest.” Lin Zifeng expressed concern.

He then lightly stepped into the secret room, standing before the mentally scattered Monet Yun.

”You’re safe now. Do you know why the Jipu Family wants to kill you?”

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Monet Yun slowly lifted her head, carefully observing the frail man before her.

”I finally meet you.”

Monet Yun’s eyes were filled with excitement, she leapt from the bed, visibly agitated.

”Yes, you have met me.” Lin Zifeng nodded, his eyes cold; he didn’t know why Monet Yun went to so much trouble for. During their time in Fusang, she treated Lin Zifeng in such a way, leaving him no choice but to be suspicious of her.

After all, there’s always a reason for treating someone well without cause.