Chapter 382: Chapter 382: Decisive Battle (Three Updates)
This is another five-story abandoned factory, and on the dark fifth floor, two people stood by the window.
Both were dressed in black, like phantoms of the night.
By the moonlight outside, it could be seen that these two were East Yixiong and East Yitian.
“Master, your plans are truly almighty. Just now, Qian Songyixue left in despair; she must have witnessed Lin Fei and those four women in an indecent scene,” said East Yitian with a cold smile on his lips.
“I expected this all along,” responded East Yixiong nonchalantly.
“Indeed, Master has already acquired the contracts of the four major families, discovered the location of the golden treasures, and now has made Qian Songyixue leave Lin Fei—triple success in one move,” East Yitian flattered.
East Yixiong chuckled coldly and said, “Next, we’ll kill Lin Fei and those four women, then frame it on that Chen Gongnan.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Are all the death warriors ready?” East Yixiong asked.
East Yitian replied, “Yes, Master, they are ready.”
“Execute.”
“Yes.”
A sharp whistle sounded in the silent abandoned factory, incredibly clear.
Lin Fei also heard the whistle.
He frowned; the whistle was eerily strange.
It’s a signal!
Lin Fei immediately thought: Could there be other people lying in ambush in this abandoned factory?
Lin Fei recalled that when he first entered this abandoned factory, he saw a helicopter parked on the rooftop.
There must have been people who came by helicopter.
And it was clearly not Chen Gongnan.
Lin Fei then went to the second-floor window to observe the surroundings.
Upon looking out, he saw, under the moonlight, hundreds of black-clad, masked figures wielding glistening samurai swords, surrounding the building he was in.
A murderous aura instantly permeated the abandoned factory.
East death warriors!
Lin Fei remembered the East death warriors who had stormed into the city bureau that night.
A cold smile appeared on his face: It seems the helicopter on the rooftop was brought by East Yixiong.
Even though he set out for the southern suburbs first, if East Yixiong arrived by helicopter, he must have arrived here before Lin Fei.
And the reason his senior sister appeared here must be some trick of East Yixiong’s.
Hatred flashed in Lin Fei’s eyes.
East Yixiong, today I will make you wish you were dead.
At that moment, the four women, led by Yuan Yuxi, had already dressed and came out of the office.
“Lin Fei…” they called out softly to him.
Fearing the danger outside, Lin Fei said to them, “You all go back to the office; a lot of East death warriors are outside.”
The four women, led by Yuan Yuxi, approached and looked outside through the window.
When they saw the hundreds of masked, black-clad figures rushing with swords, their faces showed surprise.
“This is…” the four women asked Lin Fei in astonishment.
Lin Fei said, “These people are coming for me; you should return to the office quickly.”
Then Lin Fei looked at Qin Zimo and said, “Zimo, you know martial arts, so protect the other three.”
Qin Zimo nodded and said, “But, the office door is already broken. Even if we hide inside, it won’t stop anyone from coming in.
I might as well stand here; if you’re in danger fighting them, I’ll go down to save you.”
Lin Fei looked at the office door he had damaged and realized the office couldn’t guarantee the safety of the four women.
So, he said to Qin Zimo, “There’s no need to save me. Since the office door is broken and can’t hide you, I’ll keep the enemies at bay downstairs and not let them in.”
After saying this, Lin Fei took a leap like a fierce tiger, jumping directly out of the second-floor window.
Qin Zimo and the four women showed signs of surprise on their faces.
Whoosh!
Lin Fei landed steadily on the ground, then stood with hands clasped behind his back, eyes coldly watching the rapidly approaching East death warriors.
Even though hundreds of East death warriors were rapidly approaching, they moved with only slight sounds, like phantoms, showing their high martial arts skills.
Over a hundred warriors stopped, forming a fan-like shape, about four or five meters in front of Lin Fei.
Under the moonlight, the masked warriors in black had eyes glinting with cold sharp light, their samurai swords shimmering with a chilling gleam, spreading cold killing intent from their bodies.
This made the four women, led by Yuan Yuxi, standing at the second-floor window uneasy, deeply worried for Lin Fei’s safety.
The tall, imposing, and powerful figure at the front of the warriors, clad in black, was East Yixiong.
He looked at Lin Fei with cold, piercing eyes and said, “Lin Fei, haven’t you always wanted a duel with me? Now we can have a good duel.
Rest assured, after you die, your senior sister Qian Songyixue will become the lady of East Yixiong and I are a match made in heaven.”
Rage flared up in Lin Fei’s eyes. East Yixiong’s mention of his senior sister Qian Songyixue only reminded Lin Fei that her misunderstanding and departure were all due to East Yixiong’s schemes.
“East Yixiong, you insidious villain, today I’ll settle this score with you!” said Lin Fei, each word filled with gritted teeth and hatred.
East Yixiong raised his hand and coldly shouted, “Go!”
“Kill!!!” (in East)
Over a hundred East death warriors immediately advanced, swift as lightning, their blades flashing as they charged at Lin Fei.
Facing the aggressive attack of the East samurais, a fierce flash glinted in Lin Fei’s eyes.
With a bang, the air trembled slightly.
Lin Fei’s fists were seen emitting wisps of white smoke-like energy, exuding a terrifying aura.
East Yixiong saw the white smoke appearing on Lin Fei’s fists, frowning with concentration, pondering: Why is the energy in Lin Fei so peculiar?
He vaguely sensed that there was something different about Lin Fei’s energy.
But he couldn’t articulate exactly what was different.
At this moment, over a dozen warriors had approached Lin Fei, their samurai swords slicing through the air, whistling as they struck toward Lin Fei.
Lin Fei’s eyebrows rose, his eyes bursting with bright light, a formidable aura erupting from his body.
Swish, swish.
Lin Fei’s hands reached directly for the sharp edges of the two incoming samurai swords.
Seeing Lin Fei using his bare hands to grab the samurai swords, the four women, led by Yuan Yuxi, at the window above, turned pale with fear.
But then, an unexpected scene unfolded; with two crisp sounds, the blades snapped upon contact, and Lin Fei broke the samurai swords instantly.
Then, Lin Fei thrust the two broken swords forward, cries echoed, blood splattered, and two East death warriors fell backward, stabbed through the chest.
Simultaneously, Lin Fei’s palms whipped about like a storm, shadows of his palm overlapping, overwhelming like tidal waves. Amidst the banging sounds, one East death warrior after another screamed and was sent flying.