Chapter 52

The Longhao Club.

Golden and splendid, it resembled a palace or a castle.

The receptionists and waitresses were all neatly dressed in suits and formal attire; the security guards and guards were meticulous, maintaining order and monitoring every suspicious person. Outside the club's main gate, wireless surveillance cameras scanned like eagle eyes, leaving no gap.

"Private club," Lin Feng gazed at the club from a distance.

He had heard of the Longhao Club before. It was one of the top private clubs in Jiaoyang District, operating on a real-name membership system, exclusively serving wealthy tycoons. Those without the right status had no chance of entering.

"Few opportunities."

"Shi Wenlong will certainly have bodyguards, and once he leaves, he will be in a magnetic levitation car. To kill him..."

"Here, this is the best opportunity."

"But first, we need to get inside."

Lin Feng nodded inwardly.

To enter such a real-name membership private club, the simplest method was...

To be brought in by someone.

...

"Eh, Young Master Wang Yi?" The customer manager was taken aback.

"What, you don't welcome me?!" The young man, referred to as 'Young Master Wang Yi,' looked drunk, his eyes wide open.

"No, no, we welcome you very much." The customer manager smiled, "I just didn't expect you to come back. Do you want to go to the strip show, the wine and meat forest, or... continue the roulette game? The second round just started." The customer manager lowered his voice.

"No need, get me a private room. I want to be alone for a while." Wang Yi waved his hand, looking impatient.

"No problem, this way, Young Master Wang." The customer manager's face bloomed with a smile, bowing and leading the way. He glanced casually at the bodyguards beside Wang Yi, who all looked bruised and swollen, but didn't pay much attention, chuckling as he led them inside.

...

"Bang!" The door of the private room closed.

Wang Yi, who had been so domineering a moment ago, now looked like a frightened rabbit, trembling as he looked at one of the 'bodyguards.'

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"As long as you cooperate."

Among the bruised and swollen bodyguards, one of the 'bodyguards' with an ordinary appearance spoke calmly.

His aura was completely different.

He exuded a faint aura of killing, and just standing there, one could almost smell the blood on him. After more than half a month of training in the wilderness, Lin Feng had undergone significant transformations in all aspects. His gaze swept over Wang Yi, who looked terrified.

"Help me with one thing, find Shi Wenlong's location."

"Then, you will be free."

Lin Feng spoke calmly.

...

...

The night at the club, people got drunk without alcohol.

Men's howls, women's moans, and heavy breathing stirred the most primitive desires. The magical lights illuminated every corner of the club, but no one noticed a black shadow moving like a ghost in the corridor.

"V44."

"Here it is."

Lin Feng's pupils flashed.

Looking ahead, the end of the corridor was a large private room.

"Alloy wall." Lin Feng's heart stirred. The material of the private room's door was the same as his home training room.

It was an alloy wall that even high-level gene warriors couldn't break.

There were six bodyguards in front of the door. Two were smoking, two were chatting, and two were standing straight. They all wore elemental battle suits, and from their auras, they were all ancient warriors, but their exact strength was unknown. However, most bodyguards were usually low-level ancient warriors.

"Six, which means... there are three more inside." Lin Feng's heart stirred.

Even though it was just a moment, the three cars and ten people, including Shi Wenlong, couldn't escape Lin Feng's astonishing dynamic vision.

"Quite cautious."

"The three inside are clearly stronger than these six outside."

"The old man I killed last time was a mid-level ancient warrior. This time, the strongest protecting Shi Wenlong is likely a high-level ancient warrior." Lin Feng recalled Shi Zhong's bodyguards, with only one bald man making him feel a faint sense of unease, a battle general, but Shi Wenlong's bodyguards didn't have such a strong person.

Ancient warriors' cultivation, sensing the world.

The deeper the cultivation, the clearer the perception of things.

"Even if there is a low-level battle general, I might not lose." Holding the Gray Wolf Battle Knife, Lin Feng was confident he could match a mid-level low-rank battle general. But such strong people demanded extremely high prices, and in a small district like Jiaoyang, few could afford them.

"Let's start." Wearing a human skin mask, Lin Feng's face was cold.

The killing intent no longer needed to be concealed.

Quick and decisive!

...

Outside the V44 private room.

"Lao Liu, how can the young master play without that thing?"

"How should I know? Damn, the three girls inside are really loud, getting me all fired up."

"Haha, then you..."

Pfft!

Blood splattered.

Two pairs of eyes were filled with shock, but they were already dead.

The two bodyguards standing guard outside the door turned their heads at the sound, their pupils instantly dilating. Before they could react, a black shadow flashed past, slicing through their waists with a single slash. The scene before them turned into a blur of blood.

"Whoosh~" The two bodyguards farthest away hadn't even finished their cigarette.

In the next moment, a shadow broke through the air, and they fell into a pool of blood without making a sound. Lin Feng leaped lightly, looking at the private room door, the Gray Wolf Battle Knife in his hand glowing with condensed light. Spirit energy gathered instantly, and Lin Feng roared, "Tiger Slash, Bone Shattering!"

Boom! A loud explosion, the alloy door shattered.

This time, the alarm sounded, a shrill noise instantly alerting the entire Longhao Club, but for Lin Feng...

It was expected.

Swoosh! Slash!!

A knife and a sword attacked from above and below as the door collapsed. Two bodyguards roared and rushed out of the private room, but there was no one in front of them. "Damn!" The two bodyguards realized the danger, but the next second, pain struck, and they stared in horror as their bodies were severed, their consciousness fading.

Boom~

The walls around the private room were still shaking.

Lin Feng, holding the Gray Wolf Battle Knife, stepped inside, the scene in the private room clear to him.

Shi Wenlong was naked, a strange object attached to his body. On the large round bed, three bodies intertwined, their eyes filled with extreme fear, instantly hugging each other and screaming shrilly.

"Whoosh!" Lin Feng's right foot pushed forward, dashing forward.

Shi Wenlong's eyes widened in shock, but a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Whoosh!" A black shadow appeared on the ceiling of the private room, a dagger in hand, emitting a greenish-blue cold light, like a venomous snake's tongue. Moving at an extreme speed, it fully exploited the art of ambush, striking Lin Feng's head from above.

But...

"Whoosh~" Lin Feng's body, which had leaned forward, suddenly retreated.

The afterimage remained, but Lin Feng's Gray Wolf Battle Knife had already emitted a stunning cold light.

"No!" The black shadow's voice was heart-wrenching, but there was nowhere to hide. The meager energy he mustered was like tofu, powerless against the overwhelming blade light. "Roar!" Like a howling gray wolf, Lin Feng's knife was as fast as a meteor, killing the black shadow with a single strike.

High-level ancient warrior?

So what!

"Die." Lin Feng's voice was like the tolling of a bell from hell.

Without the protection of bodyguards, Shi Wenlong was just an ant in front of him. The distorted, terrified expression, the flickering gene energy, was like an ant struggling with all its might, but it was insignificant against the terrifying attack.

A month ago, they were on the same level.

But now...

It was the difference between a firefly and the moon.

"Slash!" A clean and decisive strike, Lin Feng's killing intent was absolute.

Shi Wenlong, dead!

"Boom!" Shi Wenlong fell into a pool of blood, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.

Lin Feng, wearing the human skin mask, expressionless, his ears twitched, and his gaze swept behind him. The Gray Wolf Battle Knife in his hand swung again. Crack! The private room's bulletproof glass shattered, and Lin Feng leaped out, his agile figure instantly disappearing into the darkness.

"Here!"

"Here!"

...

Outside the private room, voices echoed.

A large number of guards and security personnel rushed in, their faces turning pale at the sight of the blood-soaked corpses.

A major incident!

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