Urban All-Round Master-Chapter 1622 - 1656: Lin Zifeng Takes Action

A few burly men from the bar followed him out. Hai Zhilan swung a bottle and stepped out aggressively.

"Brothers, grab your weapons and kill this bastard!"

An imposing man with a crew cut led his lackeys quickly forward. This fierce man was the big brother called by the bartender. He was also hired muscle for this bar.

"Damn it! If you have guts, come at me!" Hai Zhilan, fueled by alcohol, was full of vigor.

He strode into the group of lackeys, swinging the bottle with both hands and started brawling.

"Brothers! Let’s cut this son of a bitch!" The fierce man charged at the front, wielding a large machete, and swung it fiercely at Hai Zhilan’s head.

"Crack!"

Hai Zhilan raised his bottle to block, and the machete instantly shattered it.

The sharp blade grazed his nose and slipped downwards, chilling Hai Zhilan with cold sweat.

Thump thump thump... Hai Zhilan retreated a couple of steps, his back soaked with sweat.

"Damn it, the knife is indeed more reliable than the bottle."

"Kid, today I’ll cut off your leg!" The fierce man continued to swing the blade at Hai Zhilan.

"Ha! If you want to kill me, you’ll have to pay the price!" Hai Zhilan sobered up halfway, laughed loudly, and immediately jumped into the crowd. With his left hand, he swung the bottle at the head of the frontmost lackey, smashing it with a crash, and that guy saw stars...

Blood sprayed wildly.

"Come on!"

Hai Zhilan’s eyes turned red, and he snatched the large machete from the guy’s hand. The gleaming blade was terrifyingly sharp as he roared with fury. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The front few lackeys were scared stiff, not daring to advance.

"Kill him!"

The fierce man, with a grim face, kept swinging the machete closer to Hai Zhilan.

Swish swish swish... The machete swirled, slicing through the air with swishing sounds. With a machete in hand, Hai Zhilan felt more confident. "Bang!"

The fierce man’s machete collided with Hai Zhilan’s, immediately sparking dozens of fiery stars.

"Bastard!" Hai Zhilan cursed angrily, swinging his right hand and smashing it into the fierce man’s face.

"Bang!"

The fierce man was instantly hit, blood pouring from his mouth, and was immediately kicked to the ground by Hai Zhilan.

Seizing the opportunity, Hai Zhilao, with a cold glint in his eyes, stepped forward quickly and swung the machete towards the fallen fierce man.

"What!"

The fierce man, lying on the ground, almost wet his trousers in fear. Seeing the danger of imminent demise, he thought he was finished, but swish! A shadow flashed quickly like lightning and hit Hai Zhilan’s knee like a meteor, causing severe pain that made him grimace and start to fall forward.

Taking advantage of this moment, the fierce man hesitated for a moment, then secretly laughed, kicking Hai Zhilan’s crotch with his foot. The sharp pain nearly made Hai Zhilan scream. Luckily, his crotch didn’t suffer severe damage; otherwise, he’d spend the rest of his life alone.

"Bang!"

The fierce man punched Hai Zhilan’s chin, directly sending Hai Zhilan flying backward.

At this moment, the fierce man didn’t care who helped him; he was just glad to have his life saved.

Standing in the shadows, Lin Zifeng chuckled quietly. It was him who had thrown a small rock that hit Hai Zhilan’s knee, causing his defeat.

"I fucked your mother! You want to kill me, do you? I’ll show you what real society is all about!"

After yelling, the fierce man swung his machete again, aiming to cut Hai Zhilan’s leg.

"No! Don’t!"

Hai Zhilan watched as the machete was about to strike his leg, terrified beyond belief.

At that crucial moment, Lin Zifeng appeared like a professional intervenor. Wrapped around his fingers was a black powerful light, which he flicked, sending it swiftly onto the fierce man’s machete. With a clang, the machete shattered. The fierce man was also knocked flying by the powerful light.

"It’s you!"

Hai Zhilan, lying on the ground, had been scared to the point of losing his soul, thinking he was going to die, but now rescued, still in anxiety.

"I told you, I’d help you pursue Beiming Huang. If you drop dead, how would Beiming Huang ever consider you?" Lin Zifeng shrugged, smiling.

He then glanced at the fierce man who was knocked away.

The fierce man quickly climbed up from the ground, baring his teeth when he saw Lin Zifeng’s appearance, grabbing the machete on the ground, and waved: "Brothers, kill this bastard!"

"Do you really want to cut me? But you should be mentally prepared." Lin Zifeng beckoned with his finger.

"Damn you!"

The fierce man charged crazily. However, as he moved, Lin Zifeng disappeared with a whoosh into thin air, reappearing right in front of the fierce man in a puff of smoke, shocking Hai Zhilan.

He kicked the fierce man’s chin, bang—the fierce man cried out grotesquely, his body rocketing out like a cannonball...

However... the fierce man was kicked away but hadn’t landed yet. Around him, the lackeys were screaming endlessly.

Lin Zifeng’s silhouette moved like the wind, leaving countless black afterimages on the scene. Each stop caused someone to scream and be knocked away...

In less than a second, everyone was sent flying.

The fierce man was even more pitiful, with his mouth full of blood, not knowing where his teeth flew. Fortunately, Lin Zifeng’s attack wasn’t lethal; they survived.

"Why did you help me?"

Hai Zhilan dusted off his backside and stood up.

"No reason. I’ve said it, I’ll help you pursue Beiming Huang, and during this time, you mustn’t get hurt." Lin Zifeng smiled calmly.

"We don’t know each other. I just want to know why you’re helping me?" Hai Zhilan, sobered up, couldn’t recall any familiarity with Lin Zifeng, and his help confused him.

"Just want to be your friend. Do I have the honor?" Lin Zifeng didn’t hide anything.

Hai Zhilan was initially stunned, then dusted off his hands, grinning: "You want to connect with me and get auction information, right?"

"That’s part of it, but not entirely." Lin Zifeng chuckled. "By helping you, I naturally have my own requests."

"Requests? What if I refuse?"

"That’s fine. As I’ve said, I just want to be friends. What you know, you’ll tell me eventually. If you don’t know, you won’t tell me."

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