855: Chapter 849: The Puppet Master Appears 855: Chapter 849: The Puppet Master Appears “Bang!
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In the Fans’ banquet hall on the third floor of building one, a suave young man and his three companions were gnawed to death by twenty zombies.
Ye Chenfeng’s King Level Middle Stage Soul Force surged out like a tide, attacking the twenty zombies, who had been greedily feasting on various human organs.
Their heads burst open instantaneously, sending brain matter and blood spraying high into the air, causing the onlookers, sons of luxury from behind Ye Chenfeng, to bend over and vomit again.
“All done, I’ve taken care of the zombies for you,” Ye Chenfeng said casually, shrugging his shoulders.
“From now on, if you encounter any danger, you’ll have to deal with it yourselves.”
“Zhang Xiaoyun, considering the history between our families, I’ll try my best to protect you later,” Ye Chenfeng told Zhang Xiaoyun before turning to Luo Yongtian and Wang Zidong, “I’ll give you two a hand as well.
However, the danger we may encounter tonight might even overwhelm me, so let’s each pray for our own luck!”
Ye Chenfeng had a premonition that there was definitely a hidden master aboard this cruise ship.
If he encountered a formidable expert, escaping might be possible only for himself, and at the most he could take one other person with him.
Since Chen Siyu had come with him, naturally, he would only take Chen Siyu.
They weren’t close, and the only reason Ye Chenfeng would offer Zhang Xiaoyun any protection was due to the old friendship between his grandfather and old Master Zhang.
Ye Chenfeng didn’t notice that Chen Siyu had been gloomy since earlier.
Speaking in a tone only the two of them could hear, he said, “Siyu, we might face unforeseen dangers tonight, but I’ll do everything I can to get us out of here.
As long as I’m alive, you won’t die tonight.”
Chen Siyu’s heart raced upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words.
Though he meant nothing more by them, she had her own misinterpretations and, pouting, she asked softly, “What about Zhang Xiaoyun and the others?
Are you going to protect them all the way?”
“My grandfather and Zhang Xiaoyun’s grandfather are acquainted, but don’t worry.
If it comes down to us having to jump ship and escape, I can only take one person with my abilities, and I’ll take you,” Ye Chenfeng explained, thinking that Chen Siyu’s question stemmed from concern he might abandon her when it mattered most.
Words spoken without intent might be received with a deep impact.
After listening to Ye Chenfeng’s explanation, Chen Siyu’s cheeks flushed, her teeth lightly biting her lips as she privately thought, “Is he confessing to me?
Is he really confessing?
In the most dangerous moment, he says he’ll only take me with him?
Does he have feelings for me too?”
Chen Siyu took a stealthy glance at Ye Chenfeng and made a very difficult decision in her heart—after tonight’s banquet, she would take the initiative to confess her feelings to Ye Chenfeng.
Those originally puzzled as to why the twenty zombies suddenly burst their heads now realized it was all Ye Chenfeng’s doing.
They had not seen Ye Chenfeng move a step; they couldn’t fathom how he had made far-off zombies’ heads explode in an instant.
Faced with this unknown power, the respectful gaze the privileged sons cast toward Ye Chenfeng grew even more.
Dressed in a white evening gown, the impressive Zhang Xiaoyun became increasingly curious about Ye Chenfeng.
A man of powerful strength was a tremendous attraction to any woman.
Just as everyone was lost in thought, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes suddenly shot toward the closed doors of the banquet hall.
He clearly felt fluctuations of Soul Force outside, meaning a Soul Force expert was approaching the hall.
About two minutes later,
With a “bam!”, the doors to the banquet hall were pushed open from outside.
Zhan Lang, brimming with fighting spirit, led the way, with Wu Tian and Fan Qi flanking him left and right.
Ye Chenfeng’s gaze briefly lingered on Wu Tian, noting his King Level Initial Stage Soul Force posed no threat to his current abilities.
But when his eyes shifted to Zhan Lang, his pupils suddenly constricted.
He could clearly sense the energy radiating from Zhan Lang, having surpassed the King Level Soul Force, probably having reached the Sect Level Middle Stage Soul Force.
As for Fan Qi, standing on Zhan Lang’s other side, Ye Chenfeng dismissed him altogether.
After sensing Zhan Lang’s formidable strength, Ye Chenfeng’s expression became solemn.
Although capable of challenging foes beyond his level, with his current King Level Middle Stage strength, he could at best defeat a Sect Level Initial Stage Peak master.
Even though he had mastered the Storm Profound Step Method, overcoming a Sect Level Middle Stage expert would still be a challenge.
Unless he first made Zhan Lang overconfident, launching a surprise fatal attack, that might just allow for a victorious strike against Zhan Lang.
Ye Chenfeng was calculating his plan in his mind when the group of dandies from Nangang present in the hall saw Fan Qi appear, they all started bellowing furiously.
“Fan Qi, I fuck your mother, who gave you the guts?
Do you really think you can kill us here?
If you know what’s good for you, let us leave immediately, or your family won’t be able to hold its ground in Nangang.”
“Fan Qi, you bastard.
Can your family withstand the power of all the major families in Nangang?
You Fans are really playing with fire here.”
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“Shut up, all of you.” Zhan Lang sneered and roared with a laugh, his voice imbued with Soul Force, so the rowdy Nangang scions immediately shut their mouths.
Zhan Lang glanced meaningfully at Ye Chenfeng and said, “Ye Chenfeng, I’ll have a nice slow game with you later.
For now, let’s enjoy a video.”
Zhan Lang took out a remote control from his pocket, pressed a button on it, and immediately a huge LCD screen appeared at the front of the banquet hall.
The screen showed a large bed with two beautiful women lying on it—one in a purple evening gown, the other in a pink nightgown.
“Aren’t the two people on the screen Fan Qi’s fiancée, Xu Meiling, and his own sister Fan Meilu?” one of the Nangang dandies recognized the two women on the screen.
Standing next to Zhan Lang, Fan Qi, seeing the scene on the screen, had his expression subtly change.
He was unaware that everything in the room had just been filmed.
Then, on the screen, Zhan Lang himself appeared.
Fan Qi and Wu Tian stood respectfully at the side.
Zhan Lang walked over to the bed, woke the two women up, and immediately tore off the clothes on their bodies.
The group of Nangang dandies in the room, their eyes glued to the screen, knew that Xu Meiling and Fan Meilu were top beauties in their circles, and being able to see the bodies of these two women was a dream for many of the Nangang dandies.
“Fan Qi, save me, please save me.” Xu Meiling’s faint plea for help came from the screen, but unfortunately, Fan Qi on the screen remained impassive in place.
Next, the images on the screen became unsuitable for children, as Zhan Lang indulged himself “exercising” on the bodies of Xu Meiling and Fan Meilu.
This made the Nangang dandies forget their current predicament for a moment, and the flames of desire within them flared up.
However, at the end of the video, when Zhan Lang, without hesitation, slit the throats of the two women, fresh blood spattered across the screen, the bulging tents in the Nangang dandies’ trousers instantly deflated, especially seeing Zhan Lang on the screen actually tasting the fresh blood of Xu Meiling and Fan Meilu.
The video on the screen kept playing, and when Zhan Lang and Wu Tian eventually left the room, Fan Qi, who slumped to the ground instantly, suddenly pounced on the bed and began “exercising” on the corpses of Xu Meiling and Fan Meilu, causing the women in the banquet hall to turn pale in an instant.
In the hall, Fan Qi, standing beside Zhan Lang, started trembling slightly after watching the video.
But Zhan Lang had an excited smile on his face, licking his lips and saying, “The women present can live for now.
I, Zhan Lang, will enjoy your bodies thoroughly.
If you wish to commit suicide, I won’t oppose it.
After all, Fan Qi is also interested in women’s corpses.
I can gift your bodies to Fan Qi.”
“You beasts, you’re worse than beasts.
Especially you, Fan Qi.” Zhang Xiaoyun suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs.
Her beautiful eyes glared fiercely at Fan Qi.
She had been on good terms with Fan Qi’s sister Fan Meilu, but how could Zhang Xiaoyun remain calm seeing Fan Qi not even sparing his own sister’s body?
(To be continued.
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