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Chapter 77: What One Desires in This Life



Chapter 77: Chapter 77: What One Desires in This Life

Feng Zhenshan had worked at the Court of Judicial Review for many years, offending many in both the underworld and law enforcement, which was why he had always taken his personal defense very seriously.

Especially in recent years, since he had chosen to side with Gu Zhenhui, putting all his efforts into suppressing officials supported by the Tiger Saber Gang, anyone who committed a crime and fell into his hands, met with no good end.

Therefore, Feng Zhenshan was always on guard against retaliation from the Tiger Saber Gang, and he never went out without a bunch of guards, even going so far as to spend a great deal of money to employ a formal Martial Artist in the Body Breaking Stage as his personal bodyguard.

At this moment, seeing someone donning a green Evil Ghost Mask suddenly charging towards him, his first reaction was that the Tiger Saber Gang had finally sent an assassin!

“Stop him!”

Feng Zhenshan issued his order with utter calm, while at the same time, he took out a flare gun from his chest and pulled the trigger into the sky.

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The Kaiping District was an affluent neighborhood, and naturally, it had the best security, with personnel from the Inspection Bureau patrolling every night. Feng Zhenshan’s residential area was close to one of these fixed patrol spots.

Not only that, he also had guards in his house.

So as long as he sent up the signal, reinforcements would quickly arrive.

Bang!

A flare exploded in the night sky, bursting into magnificent red fireworks.

As the fireworks soared, Li Fei also made his move, charging forward.

Four knife-wielding guards approached him, almost simultaneously slashing their blades towards him.

Li Fei met the blade lights head-on, using a Rolling Thunder Style against one of the guards to send the blade flying out of his hand, before delivering a backhanded slash across the guard’s face.

The next second, half a head, along with red and white fluids, flew out.

After the backhanded slash, Li Fei leaped forward a step, avoiding the knife lights from the left and the right, then turned around and split another guard at the waist with a single slice!

Innards spilled all over the ground, and before the stench of blood had dissipated, Li Fei had already stepped towards the right, pushing away a blade thrust at him by another guard.

Then he slid his blade swiftly along the edge of the guard’s weapon, and at last, with a twist of his wrist, the blade curved upward, slicing through the guard’s neck.

In less than two seconds, three of the guards were dead!

The remaining guard was scared out of his wits, turning to run, but Li Fei chased after him with a single step and stabbed the guard’s heart from behind.

Li Fei then turned, flicking the blade in his hand to splatter the blood onto the ground, then continued his charge forward.

The formal Martial Artist that Feng Zhenshan had hired for a hefty price had already drawn the two single-handed War Axes from his waist.

He was a Martial Artist in the Body Breaking Middle Stage, and the Implant he used was a medium-grade Gold Attribute First Grade “Iron Rhombus.”

Seeing how Li Fei had dispatched the four guards so cleanly and efficiently, the Martial Artist showed a grave look on his face and decisively activated the power of the Implant in his body.

A large amount of gray silken substance secreted in his palms and completely wrapped around the two War Axes he held.

Then he wielded the War Axes, launching an attack towards Li Fei.

Clang—

Li Fei delivered a slash, and the Martial Artist raised his axes to parry. Even then, the sheer force of the blow numbed his arms, forcing him to step back twice.

But as the blade met the axe head, the gray silken substance wrapped around the War Axe firmly stuck to the blade.

This was the extraordinary ability of Iron Rhombus, which could secrete a silken substance with a strong adhesive force to metal.

This Martial Artist excelled at disarming opponents when he fought! @@novelbin@@

He entangled Li Fei’s blade with his left-hand War Axe, while the right-hand Axe took the opportunity to slash at Li Fei.

He was certain that under these circumstances, Li Fei could only discard his blade and would have to fight him unarmed, greatly reducing Li Fei’s combat power.

However, Li Fei directly reached out with his left hand towards the incoming War Axe!

The next second, the blade struck Li Fei’s palm, but not only did it fail to cut through, it was also forcefully stopped by a tremendous force.

The gray silken substance wrapped around the War Axe suddenly stretched and hardened, turning into sharp spikes that stabbed towards Li Fei’s arm!

This was the second application of Iron Rhombus, which could control the secreted gray silken substance to change shape and hardness, acting like iron wire to either entangle an opponent or pierce through the body.

Yet these spikes, upon striking Li Fei’s arm, seemed as if they had hit several layers of a tough, thick leather armor and failed to penetrate.

The Martial Artist was shocked, encountering an opponent with such strong defensive power for the first time. Before he could react further, a mighty force transmitted from the axe he had grabbed forcefully wrenched it from his grasp!

Iron Rhombus didn’t add much to physical attributes, and facing Li Fei who had triggered “Blood Rage,” the Martial Artist was completely overpowered in terms of strength.

Fortunately for him, the gray silken substance from his palms was still connected to the War Axe; he hadn’t completely lost control over it. He immediately commanded the spikes attacking Li Fei’s arm to turn into iron wires and tightly wound around Li Fei’s left arm.

Li Fei’s left arm was bound, so he decisively chose to abandon his blade, stepping forward and striking the chest of the Martial Artist in front of him.

Slap!

The Martial Artist’s face immediately flushed red, then a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and the gray silken substance binding Li Fei quickly lost its strength, becoming as soft as normal thread.

Li Fei picked up his blade again, stabbing it into the Martial Artist’s chest, widening the wound and churning it.

As he fought with this Martial Artist, Feng Zhenshan had already rushed into his courtyard with the remaining four guards.

Li Fei climbed over the wall with blade in hand.

As soon as he landed, his Steel Armor Implant reacted within him, sensing danger.

Li Fei immediately exerted force in his feet, leaping to the left.

Ding, ding, ding!

Three arrows shot from the front, embedding deeply into the wall behind where Li Fei had been standing.

These were arrows fired from a Powerful Crossbow!

Feng Zhenshan had not only arranged for guards at his home, but also equipped these guards with powerful crossbows.

This Main Judge truly feared death to a certain realm and was indeed very cautious!

Li Fei stomped heavily on the bluestone-paved ground, making a dull sound as the tremendous explosive force propelled his body forward like an arrow.

Three more arrows shot towards him, and Li Fei, who had anticipated this, calmly swung his blade to deflect the arrows.

He rushed up to two guards wielding powerful crossbows, with two more guards armed with knives standing by their side.

Whoosh—

Blades flashed in quick succession, followed by several screams, and the four guards were sliced into pieces all over the ground in the blink of an eye!

To save time, Li Fei also got slashed twice, but they were only superficial cuts.

He kicked down the front yard’s main gate and burst into the main courtyard, just in time to see the back of Feng Zhenshan rushing into the main hall.

There were six more guards in the courtyard of the main hall, two holding powerful crossbows and four with knives.

Li Fei did not hesitate and charged at them.

Inside the main hall, Feng Zhenshan, listening to the commotion outside, suppressed the fear in his heart and, with trembling hands, took a box out from a corner. Then he opened it and pulled out a revolver!

As he picked up the gun, the noise from the courtyard outside fell silent, and, panicked, he quickly turned around, aiming the gun’s barrel towards the direction of the main gate:

“How much did the Tiger Saber Gang pay you? I’ll pay double!”

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Footsteps slowly moved closer.

Feng Zhenshan grew even more nervous, his hands holding the gun trembled non-stop:

“I’ll pay triple! Really, I have money!”

The footsteps continued to move closer, and a figure appeared outside the main gate.

Feng Zhenshan’s fear intensified. “I’ll give you all my money! I have so much money! More than you could ever spend in your lifetime!”

Bang!

The main gate was kicked open.

Frightened, Feng Zhenshan immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The gunshot echoed, but the shot completely missed the target.

Li Fei leapt forward and delivered a slicing blow.

In the next second, both of Feng Zhenshan’s gun-wielding palms were severed.

“Ah ah ah ah ah—”

Feng Zhenshan screamed in agony, collapsing to the ground.

Li Fei looked at him, his eyes fierce beneath the Evil Ghost Mask:

“I’ve always been thinking, if the heavens have given me this chance to live this life again, how should I make the most of it?”

“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!”

Feng Zhenshan screamed frantically, scrambling backward, trying to get away from Li Fei.

“I decided later, to take control of my own destiny and live this life to the fullest.”

Li Fei walked step by step towards Feng Zhenshan, towering above him.

Realizing Li Fei was determined to kill him, Feng Zhenshan stopped begging and glared at Li Fei with resentment:

“Do you think you’re doing something good? You think you’re the good guy? Do you think by killing like this you can save the world? Ha ha ha ha ha, ridiculous! I’m telling you, you can never save it! Never!”

“Who told you that I want to save the world?”

Li Fei countered.

The retort made Feng Zhenshan pause; he thought he was dealing with a chivalrous hero, but Li Fei was clearly not what he had expected.

“I never thought about being a good guy; it’s just about living my life more joyfully.”

Li Fei said so.

In his heart, however, there was something he did not say:

He wanted to make up for the regrets of his previous life, those two years of frustration, endurance, and pain—he wanted to vent them all!

So, no, he was not a hero, nor a saint.

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhenshan’s body trembled, about to say something.

But Li Fei didn’t give him the chance. With a flash of his blade, the Main Judge’s head flew off:

“For scum like you, my killing you has made my living all the more joyful.”

Li Fei knew that just killing a few corrupt officials couldn’t change the overall situation, but that didn’t matter—

He was not after the greater picture but eager to live a fulfilling life!

Under the night sky, the figure wearing the Evil Ghost Mask strode out of the courtyard full of fresh blood and severed limbs, like a demon emerging from Hell into the world of the living.

It’s the end of the month, I’m asking for a monthly ticket.


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