Urban Most Awesome Dad

Chapter 898: Chapter 897 Ending 4 Chapter 898: Chapter 897 Ending 4 Chapter 897: Conclusion 4

Cortes saw Ouyang Shuang, his face turned deathly pale as he said with a trembling voice, “Commander Ouyang Shuang…”

Ouyang Shuang swept him with a cold glance and said, “Go to the meeting room.”

The three took the elevator to the top floor.

Halfway up, Ouyang Shuang’s expression changed dramatically.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and there was the presence of True Qi fluctuations.

Since Xu Fan had come to the sale yesterday noon, it was very likely that the battle had taken place here.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Ouyang Shuang’s figure flashed and vanished.

Cortes and Ning Depeng exchanged a look; they were no longer surprised by such occurrences and quickly followed after.

As soon as Ouyang Shuang stepped into the venue, she frowned and squinted at Cortes.

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Cortes felt a chill in his heart as a profuse amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Corrtes asked coldly, “What happened here yesterday morning?”

Cortes frantically wiped his sweat and stammered.

“Yester-, yesterday morning, around half-past eleven, the powerful members of the Azure Vault Pavilion responsible for maintaining order outside all rushed in, and then the wealthy people attending the sale swarmed out,” he said.

“I, I immediately took people up and found, found that there was no one in the venue, just…”

Ouyang Shuang growled impatiently, “Just what?”

Cortes swallowed and said, “I checked the surveillance, all those who came out matched up, it’s just…

just that there was no video of Xu Fan and the two people accompanying him leaving.”

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Ouyang Shuang’s eyes.

The fresh red bloodstains on the floor, terrifying cracks on the walls, and the few signs of a struggle told Ouyang Shuang that this wasn’t a fight.

It was a one-sided massacre, a slaughter.

An existence that completely overpowered everyone there.

“Who were the two people with Xu Fan?” Ouyang Shuang’s eyes were filled with a chilling murderous intent.

Cortes’s pupils contracted, and he instinctively took a step back as he said with a forced bravado, “The two people with Xu Fan were his wife, the president of Yifan Beauty, Xu Yixue, and the president of the Zhonghai Commerce Association, Lu Chennong.”

Ouyang Shuang’s slender, pale finger adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses as a chilling aura suddenly radiated around her.

Ning Depeng shivered and said with forced courage, “Lord Shuang, then what should we…”

“A bunch of trash, what’s the use of keeping them?” Ouyang Shuang reached out with her right hand towards their direction and made a grabbing motion in the air.

“Pfft!”

“Pfft!”

Ning Depeng and Cortes both spat out a mouthful of blood as their necks were forcibly broken.

The whole process happened in the span of a breath; they did not even have time to react, let alone struggle, before they collapsed in a pool of blood, their expressions twisted and horrific.

Ouyang Shuang took a handkerchief out of her pocket and wiped her clean, white fingers before turning and leaving.

To her, the snuffing out of two living souls by her own hand didn’t elicit the slightest flicker of emotion.

As if those who died were not people but mere ants that had been stepped on.

After leaving the hotel, Ouyang Shuang called Ouyang Lei to inform him that there was a terrifyingly powerful martial artist beside Xu Fan and to be careful.

But after dialing for a long time, all she heard was the dial tone.

No one answered.

Ouyang Shuang felt a surge of unease and called Ouyang Lie, abandoning the elite banquet and heading straight for the villa at Oriental Famous City.

Half an hour earlier, at Oriental Famous City villa.

Ouyang Lei was the most hot-headed and straightforward of the three brothers, acting impulsively without using his brain, always believing that the strength of his fists was the only truth.

Ouyang Lei stood at the entrance of the Oriental Famous City villa, not sensing any threat inside, or rather, not detecting the presence of any Ancient Martial Artist.

When things don’t seem right, there must be a demon at play, but Ouyang Lei, hailing from Gallon Country, had never heard this saying.

Ouyang Lei, not bothering to hide his aura, flew straight into the Oriental Famous City villa.

A refreshing rose fragrance hit him in the face.

Ouyang Lei immediately held his breath; although he acted without thinking, at least he had a brain on his shoulders.

At that moment, he sensed danger.

A charming and penetrating female voice arose, “Tonight really is lively.

I’ve come just at the right time.”

She had taken the Soul Nourishing Pill given by Xu Fan and was sitting on the bed meditating, circulating her True Qi in the grand cycle.

Suddenly, she received a secret message from Xu Fan that an uninvited guest had arrived at the villa and asked her to take care of it.

Although Yanfeng’s strength was currently weak, having repaired most of it with the Soul Nourishing Pill, dealing with small fry like this was as easy as swatting a mosquito.

“Who?

Who are you?” Ouyang Shuang’s pupils contracted, and every muscle in his body tensed.

“Giggle giggle,” the crisp and seductive laughter continued to linger in his ears, the voice taunted playfully, “Little boy, you trespass into someone’s home in the middle of the night, and you don’t even know whose residence you’ve broken into?”

“Are you Xu Fan?” Ouyang Lei asked in shock, wasn’t Xu Fan supposed to be a man according to the information?

“…Hahaha,” Yanfeng watched his dumbfounded expression, laughing sweetly.

“Stop playing tricks on me, come out!” Ouyang Lei then shouted, “Thunder Fist!”

He aimed a fierce punch towards the source of the voice, and the night sky crackled with sizzling purple lightning.

As fast as lightning, the punch struck towards Yanfeng’s direction.

He struck with his most powerful move, aiming to kill with one hit, leaving no chance for retaliation!

The night wind whispered, and Yanfeng casually lifted a finger towards the lightning, the sizzling purple electricity instantly disappeared.

The night fell silent for a moment.

Ouyang Lei’s pupils shrunk suddenly, and his figure retreated several meters back.

Yanfeng was nonchalantly playing with the once powerful purple lightning on her index finger.

It transformed into a ring, then a bracelet, obedient and docile.

Ouyang Lei stared at her in disbelief and swallowed before saying, “Who…

who are you?”

As the master of the Thunder Fist, he had firmly established himself as one of Ouyang Zhiyuan’s three sworn sons over the years.

One could imagine how domineering and fierce he was; in the entire Gallon Country, including his foster father, fewer than ten people could withstand his punch.

Even his eldest brother, Ouyang Shuang, would not dare to take it head-on, let alone a delicate deflection like hers.

The strength was too terrifying!!!

Yanfeng, with bare feet, walked slowly across the lawn towards Ouyang Lei.

Ouyang Lei swallowed nervously, stepping backward until he could retreat no further and stopped with his back against the wall.