Urban All-Round Master-Chapter 1651 - 1685: Destroying the Organization—Seven Killings Squad
"Seven Killings, do you still think I could be your worthy opponent? Would defeating me give you a sense of accomplishment?" Lin Zifeng’s indifferent voice drifted from behind Seven Killings.
This made Seven Killings, the one with Double Pupils, feel a chill as sweat dripped down his back.
"How is it possible? How did he do it? When did he appear behind me? Too, too fast!"
Seven Killings repeatedly questioned himself. However, Lin Zifeng’s subsequent response gave him the final answer.
"Boom!"
Seven Killings almost instantly turned around and threw a punch, his fist nearly crashing against the iron wall, but he still couldn’t capture Lin Zifeng’s figure. This made Seven Killings utterly dumbstruck.
The opponent’s speed in reacting is way too fast!
"Seven Killings, do you still feel a sense of accomplishment now?" Lin Zifeng’s robust voice again drifted from behind him.
"Ah!!!"
This time, Seven Killings was completely enraged, gritting his teeth and opening his eyes wide like a bull’s eyes. He suddenly turned back and punched at Lin Zifeng behind him.
"Boom boom boom!"
However, this time, after Seven Killings turned back, he shifted his stance and attacked back and forth, unwilling to believe that his continuous strikes couldn’t even touch a part of his opponent’s body. As long as he touched a small part of the opponent’s body, he had reason to believe the opponent would suffer severe injuries under his heavy punches.
But Seven Killings was disappointed.
The continuous striking not only didn’t hit the opponent’s body, but the opponent’s evasive actions made his stamina seriously depleted as well.
In the cramped elevator, it was difficult for him to exert his full strength, but thinking carefully, how fast must the opponent be to confront him in such a small space?
"Is it my turn now?" At this moment, Lin Zifeng’s sudden voice drifted from the elevator. Seven Killings looked everywhere for the source of Lin Zifeng’s voice. He looked up and immediately saw Lin Zifeng with his legs supported against the elevator’s iron wall.
But it was too late by the time he acted. The opponent raised his leg and pressed down, the entire leg pressing down on Seven Killings’ shoulder with enormous force, making Seven Killings kneel on the ground, instantly not well.
Unable to stand up. Looking up, his angry pupils flashed fiercely, but no matter how much strength he exerted, he couldn’t lift his shoulder. The power of that leg was astonishing!
"Well? Do I give you a sense of accomplishment now?" Lin Zifeng’s lips curled slightly, looking down at him with a faint smile.
"Roar!"
However, Seven Killings gritted his teeth and didn’t care about Lin Zifeng’s advantage. He swung again daring to battle Lin Zifeng; he thought Lin Zifeng would only try to escape, thinking his speed was just a bit faster, not realizing how strong Lin Zifeng had become.
Strong enough to nearly crush him!
"Seven Killings, it’s been years, judging people with old perspectives is not a good thing." After finishing, Lin Zifeng’s foot pressure increased again, pressing Seven Killings’ forehead, causing cold sweat to flow, and unable to resist him.
Seeing him grit his teeth to persist, Lin Zifeng’s leg strength increased yet again!
"Roar!" Seven Killings lowly roared twice, reaching out his hands to grab Lin Zifeng’s thigh, trying to counter-attack. But Lin Zifeng spun around, delivering a kick to Seven Killings’ chest.
Then transforming into a whirlwind, his fists like wind, faster than lightning, almost like a rain of blows upon Seven Killings.
"Boom boom boom~" Almost instantly, the entire elevator rose continuously, with booming combat sounds emanating from inside.
When the elevator reached the lowest level, Lin Zifeng pressed the up button again. As the elevator ascended to the top level, the doors crashed open.
Only to see Seven Killings sitting in the elevator, his spirits sunk to the bottom. And Lin Zifeng lit a cigarette for himself, slowly stuffing it into Seven Killings’ mouth, then casually took another cigarette to smoke.
Both sat in the elevator, like two friends who only recognize each other through fighting. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
After a long time, Seven Killings’ spirits finally revived a bit.
He lifted his dazed eyelids, glanced at Lin Zifeng, slowly relaxed his facial muscles and chuckled dryly, "I never imagined, in just two or three years, you’ve become this strong. It’s almost beyond imagination, even in dreams."
"In our Huaxia, there’s an ancient saying: ’After three days apart, one should view with new eyes.’ I suppose you understand it?"
Lin Zifeng looked at him, reached out to clasp his neck, his gaze somewhat cold, spoke with firmness, "Seven Killings, what happened in these few years to make you turn out this way? Reduced to being someone else’s bodyguard?"
Years ago, Lin Zifeng and Seven Killings had collaborated. Seven Killings valued Lin Zifeng highly, even considering brotherhood, later receiving a mission and disappearing from sight.
Now, meeting again, it’s practically destiny.
"Heh~ Bodyguard?" Seven Killings, in poor spirits, scoffed lightly, turned his head to glance at Lin Zifeng, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and bitterly smiled, "Earning a living is already quite good. Is there anything happier in the world?"
Recalling past events, a trace of dejection was evident in Seven Killings’ Double Pupils, clearly he hadn’t lived well these years.
However, some matters he chose to withstand alone, bearing it, and unwilling to share them.
"Alright. You don’t need to inquire about my affairs, I don’t want to mention them. Since we’ve met here, it’s fate. If there’s a chance, you can invite me for a drink."
Saying this, Seven Killings slowly climbed from the ground, then wobbled out of the elevator.
"Seven Killings!"
Suddenly, Lin Zifeng’s voice came from the elevator.
Seven Killings’ body shook, he turned slightly to glance at Lin Zifeng, shrugged, revealing a painful smile worse than crying.
"What? Didn’t fight enough, want to use me as your punching bag?"
"Uh~" Lin Zifeng was startled, not expecting him to joke in such circumstances.
Immediately, Lin Zifeng bitterly smiled, "If you’re willing, you can join our South Heavenly Gate. The South Heavenly Gate will always be open for you!"
"Forget it, I still prefer the life as a bodyguard, no need. Thank you." After saying, Seven Killings’ Double Pupils slightly blinked, deep with a cigarette then disappeared into the elevator corridor.
He is a proud man, once so glorious, now reduced to a small bodyguard. This made Lin Zifeng feel somewhat regretful.
Since he didn’t want to join the South Heavenly Gate, Lin Zifeng naturally wouldn’t force him.
Perhaps, he truly is well suited for such an environment now.
(Four updates today, short of one update. Promised at least five updates, Huahua guarantees six updates tomorrow as compensation.)
