Chapter 112: Those Who Do Not Leave After 10 Seconds, Your Life Will Not Be Guaranteed!

Chapter 112: Those Who Do Not Leave After 10 Seconds, Your Life Will Not Be Guaranteed!

Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

"Boss, this is our fault this time... we've been too careless."

Mystic Four lowered his head guiltily, not daring to meet Bei Feng's eyes.

"Hmph! No matter what kind of character you guys have, you are ultimately still my, Bei Feng's, men! Only I have the rights to your life. That Qing Gang... how daring!" Bei Feng swept his eyes across the people in the yard, "Tell me what's the situation right now."

Mystic Four reined in his fear and hurriedly reported. "The syndicate which we had established had been completely uprooted in just half an hour after we got caught in their trap. All our investments on that territory had gone down the drain as well!"

The fire in Bei Feng's heart raged fiercer and fiercer as he listened on about the loss of his precious money. Eventually, his ferocity literally emanated outwards unconsciously through his mental power projection. As he opened his eyes, a mighty aura burst forth in the room, like the power of an enraged lion, causing none to dare meet his gaze!

"Get to the main point. Where are the headquarters of those Qing Gang dogs? And who's the person responsible for this operation?" Bei Feng growled in displeasure.

"To our knowledge, the Qing Gang does not have any fixed headquarters. They only have a few external meeting points. However, there's going to be a large scale confrontation between Qing Gang and Wulong Gang tomorrow night. At that time, most of the higher ups from both gangs should be there."

After revealing all the information to Bei Feng, he sneaked a glance at Bei Feng's thunderous face and hurriedly added, "As for the person in charge of the operation this time, he's a fellow called Gao Xin. That guy is one of the most outstanding upcoming younger generation leaders of the Qing Gang."

Bei Feng finally nodded his head at that. He did not bother to ask how Mystic Four came to know that Qing Gang and Wulong Gang would be having a confrontation, and instead continued in an icy voice, "You know that I don't care about the process, only the results. No matter how you try to shift the blame, no matter how scheming the enemy is, a loss is still a loss!

Tomorrow night will be the only chance for you to wash away the shame of today!"

Finished with his words, Bei Feng turned around and left to find a hotel to stay in.

The day passed in flash, and in the blink of an eye, it was already 6 pm of the next day.

Bei Feng sat on the bed deep in thought, his hands stroking the shaft of Extreme Arctic Frost gently. As if it had detected the killing intent of its master, the long spear also jerked slightly, releasing a soft humming noise!

"Ahh, are you craving for fresh blood this night as well?"

Bei Feng chuckled as he ran his fingers along the intricate patterns on the rigid spear.

In a way, it was a kind of an injustice for a godly spear like Extreme Arctic Frost to follow Bei Feng. A powerful weapon naturally had its own spirit. From the moment it was crafted, it had craved for the taste of fresh blood and battle. Instead, ever since it had fallen into Bei Feng's hands, it had mainly been used for ridiculous tasks like slicing meat and vegetables, or as a hammer to knock on the shells of lobsters.

"Don't be so impatient... soon, you will get your fill of warm, fresh blood!"

Bei Feng stroked the shaft of the spear with increasing fervency as he whispered.

As though it had heard Bei Feng's reassuring words, the long spear began to quiet down and tone down its excitement as well.

Recalling Extreme Arctic Frost back into his body, Bei Feng began to head towards the urban village. [1]

Mystic Four and the rest were already waiting at the entrance of the urban village with two taxis.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not quite right, the drivers drove very quickly out of the city. As soon as they reached the destination and dropped the passengers off, they immediately sped off in a hurry.

The place they had alighted at was still a few minutes of walk away from the dam. But from where they stood, it was still possible to see the towering dam in the distance. Summoning Extreme Arctic Frost out again, Bei Feng planted the spear tip first onto the ground, causing a ghastly icy crack to form on the muddy ground.

Although Lake Qingcheng was referred to as a lake, it was actually just a large man-made reservoir. During the day, this place would attract numerous tourists and visitors. But as night fell, the area became much more deserted.

Right now, along the spacious bank of the Lake Qingcheng, two large groups of people were standing, facing each other. Together, they numbered around 300!

"The Wulong Gang has stepped over the line! Your people are expanding into our side of the city wantonly. No matter what, you have to give us an explanation regarding this matter today!"

Li Gong, as one of the most seasoned followers of Xie Dong, had quite a lot of authority and speaking power in Qing Gang. He had taken it upon himself at this moment to step forward and represent the gang to reproach the Wulong Gang.

A high-ranked old man from Wulong Gang also stepped forward with a queer smile on his face. "You must be joking. You say that we've overstepped our boundaries? Isn't it your guys who have stepped into our territory instead and slaughtered our men?"

With each of the old men insisting on their version of the story, the quarrel started to drag on endlessly. The large number of men on both sides slowly began to develop constipated expressions on their faces. At this rate, this fight was not going to happen anytime soon! D*mnit, was this Daddy simply called out this late at night to come here and feed the mosquitoes?!

Can't these two old fogies just wrap this argument up quickly?

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"Eh? What the hell are you guys doing here? Nobody's supposed to be here now, scram!"

One of the men below yawned lazily and his eyes happened to drift towards the distance. As he saw Bei Feng's small group approaching them, he hurriedly shouted.

Bei Feng swiveled his eyes past the man who had shouted for a brief moment, causing him to back up numerous steps in succession with cold sweat running down his neck. 'T-too scary! Why are that person's eyes so sinister!'

This was actually just the effect of Bei Feng projecting his mental power around his eyes. When ordinary people met his eyes, they would naturally be scared off by the dense mental power's aura.

"Which gang are they from?" Bei Feng asked with disinterest.

"Boss, these guys are from Wulong Gang. Qing Gang are on the other side..." Mystic Four informed in a low voice.

"Is that so? Then, let's go to the other side. S'cuse me, please let us through."

Bei Feng nodded and walked right towards the Wulong Gang. Then, pushing his hands out lightly in front of him as though he was trying to get through a busy market, a sudden irresistible force appeared, pushing the gangsters in front of him to the side.

"Motherf*cker! You're stepping on my foot!"

"Stop squeezing, I'm going to fall into the water!"

"Ss! Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

A great commotion spread through the ranks of the Wulong Gang, causing no small amount of confusion.

Bei Feng dragged the tip of Extreme Arctic Frost along the ground as he walked, causing the people around him to feel as though they had fallen into an icy lake.

The old man from Wulong gang was having a great time bickering with Li Gong at the moment. He was like a lonely chess master who had finally found his match after an eternity of solitude.

Hearing the rising commotion at the back, he furrowed his brows and snapped unhappily. "Quiet down! Who do you think you people are? Get back in your positions!"

Before he had even finished voicing his displeasures, a group of seven emerged from the group. 'The new guys are really getting stupider with every batch.' He thought with annoyance.

Casting his gaze at the large group on the other side, Bei Feng looked towards Mystic Four for confirmation.

Staring hatefully at Gao Xin and the group on the other side, Mystic Four nodded lightly in confirmation.

'D*mnit, why did those people appear on Wulong Gang's side? Could it be that they've obtained the backing of Wulong Gang?' Gao Xin had exchanged blows with them just a short while ago, so he naturally would not forget their faces so quickly.

Dragging Extreme Arctic Frost behind him, Bei Feng, with the six Mystics trailing behind him, walked to the middle point of the empty space two groups.

"Well? I haven't disturbed you guys, have I? Do you want to finish your bickering session first?" Bei Feng asked with disinterest as he surveyed the surroundings.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

Two voices burst out from both sides. Even if Wulong Gang and Qing Gang were stupid, there was no way they could not have guessed that this small group was not from either side by now.

"En, I'll introduce myself a bit... this humble one goes by the name Bei Feng. Now, the organization which I'd set up had been destroyed a few days ago. I'm just here to settle the score."

Bei Feng said solemnly.

Chuckling coldly, Gao Xin pushed his way to the front, "Oh, if it aren't the homeless curs which I chased away yesterday! After escaping successfully with your life, instead of hiding away quietly, you actually had the guts to show up before this Granddaddy today!"

Gao Xin was completely fearless at this point. He had near 200 people behind him while that ragtag group only had seven! What was there to fear from such a bunch of idiots?

Bei Feng looked deeply at Gao Xin as he mused to himself, wondering if the idiot would still be capable of smiling later. "My purpose here today is just to settle some scores. The others with no business here, I'll give you 10 seconds to leave. Those who are still here after 10 seconds... I won't be responsible for your life or death!"

Bei Feng's words resounded clearly across the entire area, but almost immediately, a wave of sneers and taunts began to rise out of the crowd.

[1] ED/N: Urban village is something that appears in other novels as well, but as there's no such thing in my country, I thought I'd share my understanding with those who also don't know wtf is this. Generally, if I got it right, an urban village is a village that was absorbed by a city or a town as the latter developed, and it's a kind of a mix between a village and a city/town district.

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