Super Soldier in Campus-Chapter 787 - 792: Cleaning You Up is as Easy as Pie_1

"You, with your shifty look, calling yourself pure? Pure, my ass!" Lin Feng completely ignored Zhou Yang’s self-flattery, turning to look at Xie Nan and the heavily bandaged Long Xiaoyun. He chuckled and asked, "What kind of trouble have you guys run into?"

Xie Nan shook his head and laughed. "I haven’t run into any trouble; it’s Long Xiaoyun’s problem..."

"Brother Feng..." Long Xiaoyun stared at Lin Feng with a pitiful look, his voice choked with tears as he lamented, "That bastard Long Jiu! Not only did he betray me, but he even falsely used my name to send all the brothers of Fenghuo Bar away. I don’t have a single reliable subordinate left now..."

Long Xiaoyun indeed felt quite helpless at that moment. He had initially assumed that upon returning to the Fenghuo Bar, he would still have dozens of loyal brothers available. At the very least, he wouldn’t be so isolated. Who could have predicted that Long Jiu, to save his own skin, would falsely relay his words, making all the brothers believe that staying meant certain death? Consequently, everyone took some money and fled.

By the time Long Xiaoyun returned to the Fenghuo Bar, he found he could only contact one or two of his brothers. However, even those one or two had already fled to the Yunmian border and wouldn’t be back anytime soon...

"No subordinates? So be it..." Lin Feng laughed and shook his head, calmly saying, "Aren’t Xie Nan and the Loyalty Gang brothers here? There’s nothing to worry about..."

Zhou Yang also laughed boisterously, slinging an arm around Long Xiaoyun’s neck without considering his injuries. "I told you," he said in a deep voice, "with me here protecting you, what the hell are you afraid of!"

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH..." Long Xiaoyun, covered in injuries, almost choked when Zhou Yang embraced him so roughly. After a few coughs, Zhou Yang finally realized and released his hold on Long Xiaoyun’s neck...

"Brother Feng, my primary concern isn’t my own safety..." Long Xiaoyun looked at Lin Feng, his expression earnest. "I just can’t swallow this! Damn it, Long Jiu! I believe I treated him well enough, yet he sold me out so completely. I really want to confront him, teach him a lesson, and ask him what the hell he was thinking!"

"You’ll get your chance..." Lin Feng reassured him with a grin. Suddenly, Lin Feng’s brow furrowed. His keen hearing picked up a loud BANG!—a violent impact from the Fenghuo Bar’s main entrance!

Following that, the sound of shattering glass and the angry shouts of several brothers clearly reached Lin Feng’s ears...

"Who the hell dares cause trouble at Fenghuo Bar? Are you looking for death?"

"Fuck your ancestors! Who’s causing trouble now?"

Then, Lin Feng heard a familiar, resonant voice bellow...

"Lin Feng, I’ll give you three seconds to appear before me. If you don’t, I’ll eliminate these wastes of space!"

"Sounds like Long Tianyi’s voice. Interesting..." Zhou Yang chuckled, setting down his wine cup and glancing at Lin Feng with a casual remark.

"Long Tianyi?! Brother Feng... wha... what do we do..." Hearing Long Tianyi’s name, Long Xiaoyun was almost too scared to speak, his voice trembling as if he were shivering.

"Damn, can’t you be a bit more resilient, kid? What’s there to fear about Long Tianyi? With me here, not even the Heavenly King himself could touch you..." Zhou Yang said with a dismissive curl of his lip.

Hearing Zhou Yang’s words, Long Xiaoyun flinched slightly, but his expression calmed a little.

"That Long Tianyi. He clearly lost to me in our one-on-one fight last time, yet he dares to show up at my door again. He’s got guts. Let’s go out and see..." Lin Feng also laughed lightly. He had just broken through to the fourth level of Inner Strength the night before and was itching for a fight!

When Lin Feng reached the entrance of the Fenghuo Bar, he saw Long Tianyi, Wang Chen, and over a dozen Inner Strength masters from the Qingzi Sect’s battle hall lined up neatly outside. The few Loyalty Gang brothers guarding the door had each been seized by one of Long Tianyi’s men. On the ground, shards from the kicked-in glass door were scattered everywhere...

"Motherfuckers! You dumbasses dare come to our Fenghuo Bar and cause trouble? You really don’t know what’s good for you! Just wait until Brother Feng and Brother Nan come out; then you’ll know you messed up! None of you will get away..."

As Lin Feng and the others emerged, one of the Loyalty Gang underlings, his arm twisted behind his back by an assailant, was still cursing at the top of his lungs, causing Long Tianyi’s expression to flicker with irritation...

"That kid’s got spirit... A’nan, what’s his name?" Lin Feng recognized the cursing Loyalty Gang member as the quick-witted young man who had greeted him when he entered.

"His name is Xue Ren. He’s been with me for two years..." Xie Nan said to Lin Feng, frowning. He thought Lin Feng was displeased with Xue Ren. "Brother Feng, Xue Ren is a bit impulsive, but he’s still young; it’s normal that he can’t always control his temper... Please don’t hold it against him!"

"Who said I was going to hold it against him?" Lin Feng knew Xie Nan had misunderstood. "I admire this kid’s spirit..."

"Lin Feng... We finally meet again!" Seeing Lin Feng finally appear, a cold sneer touched Long Tianyi’s lips. He said in a deep voice, "It’s been a while. I wonder if you’ve gotten any stronger. If we fight again, I won’t hold back. You’d better be careful!"

Standing beside Long Tianyi, Wang Chen also smirked at Lin Feng. He knew he was no match for Lin Feng alone. However, with Long Tianyi present, Wang Chen wasn’t afraid of Lin Feng at all, not to mention the many masters from the battle hall behind them. In Wang Chen’s eyes, Lin Feng was now merely a soft persimmon, ripe for the squeezing!

"I can’t say I’ve progressed much..." Lin Feng said to Long Tianyi with a smile. "But taking care of you will still be a piece of cake..."

"Arrogant!" Long Tianyi shook his head with a cold sneer. Since his loss to Lin Feng at the Tianxing Club, he hadn’t slacked off in the slightest, training for at least fifteen hours every day. Whether it was physical strength, Inner Strength capacity, or his familiarity with his moves, he had improved significantly. In fact, Long Tianyi estimated that if he faced the Lin Feng from their last encounter, he was confident he could take him down within ten moves!

However, Long Tianyi was not one to engage in verbal sparring. He disdained to argue with Lin Feng’s provocation.

"So, what are so many of you doing here?" Lin Feng swept his gaze over the dozen or so Inner Strength masters behind Long Tianyi and said with a cold laugh, "Let me guess... Are you here to beg for food? Sorry, this is a bar. We don’t have any leftovers..."

"Beg for food? I’ll beg your fucking—"

One of Long Tianyi’s underlings, unable to bear Lin Feng’s stinging sarcasm, paled and started shouting, but he couldn’t finish his sentence...

Lin Feng’s right hand shot out in a backhand palm strike, sending a wave of force across the distance toward the foul-mouthed man!

With a dull THUD, the man who had uttered the profanity was sent flying backward, spitting blood...