47: Chapter 47 Burned Your Hopes

Deathly silence reigned in the black market.

Only the 'hiss' of cooling gun barrels pierced the quiet.

'Click.'

Clear, crisp footsteps sounded from behind the tall, curved ice wall.

Lin Feng slowly emerged from the edge of the ice wall.

The dim, yellow light of the searchlight fell on his profile, illuminating those deep, bottomless black eyes devoid of any human emotion.

He stood there casually, yet he seemed like an insurmountable mountain, radiating an aura of suffocating slaughter.

Having witnessed the terrifying power of a Second-Order Monster and personally crushed the skull of someone with A-rank metal reinforcement...

These dozens of thugs in front of him, clutching their scrap metal weapons, weren't even worth as much as a flock of chickens and dogs in Lin Feng's eyes.

'It seems you've forgotten what I just said.'

Lin Feng raised his military boot and walked step by step toward Scorpion Man.

His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, carrying a soul-chilling coldness.

'I said I came to do business. Whoever shoots, I burn the food.'

Lin Feng stopped.

At his feet lay the Mutated Potato he had thrown earlier. It was now riddled with bullet holes, completely pulverized.

Lin Feng slowly crouched down, his slender fingers picking up the mud-like remnants of the potato.

'But this potato was something the girls on my train spent days and nights exhausting their magic to catalyze.'

Lin Feng's voice grew colder and colder.

He remembered Tong Tong's pale little face, recalled Su Ya and Lu Lu collapsed and weak in the mud.

They were his private property within his empire, providing value for him.

'You've damaged my goods.'

Lin Feng stood up.

In his left hand, a mass of orange-red flame erupted violently.

He casually tossed the potato remnants into the fire.

Instantly, the remnants were incinerated into nothingness by the terrifying high temperature, not even a speck of ash remaining.

The firelight reflected off Lin Feng's cold face, his left eye blazing red and his right eye icy blue, shimmering against each other like a god of death holding the power of life and death.

'So, I've changed my mind.'

Lin Feng raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the trembling Scorpion Man, over the snipers hiding in the shadows, and finally, settling on the other factions still watching from the depths of the black market.

'Not only will I burn your hope...'

Lin Feng slowly raised both hands.

Flames surged skyward in his left hand, while an aura of biting cold emanated from his right.

'I'll also have you, along with this filthy black market, accompany me to the grave.'

The declaration of a massacre echoed thunderously through the underground chasm.

The instant Lin Feng's words fell, the air at the entrance of the black market seemed to solidify into tangible ice.

Killing intent.

Unconcealed, almost tangible killing intent erupted violently from within this young man in black, instantly enveloping every Iron Blood Society thug present.

'Playing tricks! Kill him, damn it!'

Scorpion Man felt his hair stand on end under Lin Feng's gaze. The fear in his heart instead ignited the ferocity of a desperado.

He roared, squeezing the submachine gun's trigger relentlessly.

'Rat-a-tat-tat!'

The remaining dozen or so thugs also snapped out of their daze, wildly emptying the bullets from their gun chambers.

Facing this overwhelming storm of metal, Lin Feng didn't even blink.

[C-rank Talent: Eagle Eye, operating at full power.]

The world once again descended into that eerie slow motion.

The trajectory of every bullet, its spinning path, drew clear red dotted lines across Lin Feng's retina.

He didn't retreat, nor did he dodge.

Lin Feng slowly raised his left hand. Fingers spread.

'Fire Net.'

[B-rank Talent: Flame Control!]

'Boom!'

A semi-transparent, blindingly white-hot high-temperature fire net materialized three meters in front of Lin Feng.

This was no longer the ordinary orange-red flames of Su Ya, but destructive fire highly compressed by Lin Feng's immense mental power.

The dense hail of bullets crashed into the fire net.

Without even a second's pause.

Those hard copper-jacketed bullets and lead cores, the instant they contacted the white-hot flames, melted like snowflakes thrown into magma!

Drops of scalding molten copper dripped from the edges of the fire net onto the metal platform, burning holes and emitting acrid white smoke.

The bullets simply could not penetrate this absolute defense.

Scorpion Man watched this scene, his eyes nearly popping out of his head, his gun-holding hand trembling like a sieve.

'Now, it's my turn.'

A death-god-like cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.

His right hand, hanging at his side, suddenly swung forward.

[A-Rank Frost Control!]

The temperature in the air plummeted.

Dozens of ice spears, three feet long and razor-sharp, instantly condensed around Lin Feng.

Locked onto weak points by Eagle Eye.

'Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!'

The ice spears tore through the air with sharp whistles, directly piercing through the fire net ahead!

The alternation of extreme cold and extreme heat cloaked the surfaces of the ice spears in an eerie white mist, their speed reaching the limit of what the naked eye could perceive.

'Thud! Thud!'

The sound of blades piercing flesh was unnervingly clear in the vast underground chasm.

Blood splattered.

The five or six thugs standing at the front didn't even have time to scream before the ice spears accurately and unerringly pierced their throats.

The dark red blood had just begun to gush forth when it was instantly frozen by the extreme cold into beads of icy blood, pelting the faces of those behind.

One strike, instant kills.

Lin Feng was like an emotionless reaper, strolling leisurely amidst the flames and frost. Every wave of his hand guaranteed someone would fall.

'Don't come any closer!'

The Iron Blood Society's formation instantly collapsed. Some threw down their guns and turned to flee.

But at that moment, two graceful yet deadly figures leaped out from behind Lin Feng.

It was Su Ya and Xia Wanqiu.

As First-Order Succubi, the bloodthirsty instincts of the Abyss flowed in their very bones.

More importantly, in front of Lin Feng, their absolute master, they had to demonstrate their value.

Useless trash who didn't work had no right to enter the Train Master's compartment to receive 'recharging'.

'Trying to run?'

Su Ya snorted coldly. Her white shirt fluttered wildly under the agitation of her magic power, the breathtaking snow-white expanse of her chest heaving with her intense breathing.

She raised her jade-like hand.

Two massive orange-red fireballs, carrying scorching heat, accurately smashed into the backs of the thugs attempting to flee.

'Ah!'

Piercing screams rang out as the two instantly became frenzied, dancing human torches. They rolled on the ground a few times before falling still, emitting the charred smell of roasted meat.

The heat caused a seductive flush to spread across Su Ya's fair skin. Fine beads of sweat slid down her deep collarbones, disappearing into the depths of her semi-transparent shirt.

That pair of ice-blue horns shimmered with excited red light.

On the other side, Xia Wanqiu's assault was equally fierce.

Her black trench coat fluttered in the wind, unable to conceal the fullness threatening to burst forth from beneath the few ragged animal hides.

Her long, straight, jade-like legs stamped forcefully on the ground.

'Ice Creepers!'

Pale frost rapidly spread across the ground, instantly freezing the legs of several thugs.

Before they could break free, Xia Wanqiu closed in like lightning. An icy short sword, condensed in her hand at some point, mercilessly slit their throats.

Her demon tail flicked excitedly in mid-air. Her peach-blossom eyes were filled with the pleasure of slaughter, and each time she killed an enemy, she would look back at Lin Feng with unconcealed desire for approval and a deep craving.

One ice, one fire.

The two peerless queens, coordinating with Lin Feng's Ruthless point kill, The entire entrance to the black market was completely transformed into a bloody and chaotic battlefield..