64: Chapter 64 Professional Food Delivery Team

The next day, early morning.

At the main gate of the Nanyan Prefecture Demon Suppression Division, a travel party was ready to depart.

The composition of this team could be described as the most luxurious, yet also the most bizarre lineup in the history of the Nanyan Prefecture Demon Suppression Division.

A harmless-looking young man was the leader.

The members were five Bronze Medal Envoys, each possessing powerful auras and holding great prestige throughout Nanyan Prefecture.

No matter how one looked at it, this scene exuded an uncoordinated and eerie vibe.

"Depart."

At Lin Feng's command, the six riders kicked up a cloud of dust and galloped away along that serpentine route.

The atmosphere within the team was somewhat heavy.

Wei Tiancheng, in particular, bore a clear handprint on his face; his expression remained dark throughout the journey, and he didn't say a word, looking like a resentful little daughter-in-law.

Chu Mengxi, Meng Kuo, Liu Qing, and Wu Yong each had their own thoughts, completely baffled by Lin Feng's order to "leave them alive."

Wasn't this King of Hell Lin always famous for his "one-hit kill, no nonsense" style?

Why the sudden change in personality?

Could it be that after killing the City Lord's daughter last time, he felt some inner trauma?

Had he laid down his butcher's knife to become a Buddha on the spot?

Everyone's hearts were filled with doubt, but no one dared to ask.

Soon, the team reached their first stop.

The Black Dragon Mountain Range.

The terrain here was treacherous with dense forests, and it was home to a gang of vicious mountain bandits known as the "Black Dragon Stronghold." Their leaders, the "Black Dragon Twin Fiends," were a pair of twin brothers at the fifth level of the True Qi Realm, known for being ruthless and evil.

The Demon Suppression Division had sent people to suppress them many times, but due to the complex terrain and the stronghold being easy to defend but hard to attack, they always returned empty-handed.

"According to the records, the Black Dragon Stronghold's sentry post should be at the 'Sky-Sliver Gorge' three miles ahead."

Wu Yong truly lived up to his reputation as the strategist; despite his inner confusion, he immediately entered work mode, analyzing the terrain and arranging tactics.

"My suggestion is for Liu Qing to infiltrate first to scout their deployment and leader positions. Then, Chu Mengxi and I will provide support from the center, while Brother Meng and Brother Wei flank them from both sides to take them down in one..."

Before he could finish arranging the tactics, Lin Feng waved his hand impatiently.

"Too much trouble."

He pointed at the valley ahead, which looked as if it had been split open by a giant axe, and said calmly, "Charge straight in and tie up everyone who's still breathing for me."

Wu Yong: "..."

Chu Mengxi: "..."

The group was collectively speechless.

What kind of tactic was this?

This was a damn brute's approach!

However, they didn't dare disobey Lin Feng's orders.

The five Bronze Medal Envoys glanced at each other, all seeing deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

Fine, let's just go along with this gentleman's madness for once.

"Kill!"

Meng Kuo was the first to respond; he was a combat fanatic who loved this simple and crude style the most.

With a roar, he charged into Sky-Sliver Gorge like a human tank.

Chu Mengxi and the others followed closely behind. Five powerful auras, like five unsheathed sharp swords, instantly shattered the valley's silence.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The bandits of the Black Dragon Stronghold didn't even have time to react before they were caught off guard by these "divine soldiers" descending from the sky.

From the very beginning, the battle was a one-sided crushing defeat.

These ordinary mountain bandits were as fragile as clay chickens or pottery dogs before the five Bronze Medal Envoys.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the entire Black Dragon Stronghold was completely razed.

Except for a few unlucky ones who were killed on the spot, the remaining hundred-plus bandits—including the overbearing "Black Dragon Twin Fiends"—were all tied up like zongzi and thrown before Lin Feng.

"Lord... Lord Lin."

Meng Kuo panted, his face filled with excitement. "Fortunately, we did not fail our mission! All the survivors are here! How... how do you plan to handle them? Interrogate them on the spot, or escort them back to the division?"

All eyes focused on Lin Feng. They were also curious about what play this King of Hell was about to perform.

However, Lin Feng just calmly looked at the group of wailing and pleading bandits, as if he were looking at... a group of packaged takeout meals.

Whoosh!

An extremely fast blood-colored blade light flashed through the crowd!

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

The two heads of the Black Dragon Twin Fiends, which were still shouting, soared into the sky.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

Lin Feng's figure turned into a whirlwind of death weaving through the captives.

It was a one-sided massacre with no suspense.

[Ding! Successfully slain two level five True Qi Realm bandit leaders!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 192x! Obtained 10,000 critical hit points!]

[Ding! Slain 17 Meridian Opening Realm bandits!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 195x! Obtained 20,000 critical hit points!]

[Ding! Successfully slain 89 Body Tempering Realm bandits!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 198x! Obtained 18,000 critical hit points!]

...

When Lin Feng sheathed his blade, the ground beneath his feet had already been dyed red with blood.

Behind him, Chu Mengxi, Meng Kuo, Wu Yong, Liu Qing, and Wei Tiancheng stood like five statues struck by lightning, their minds completely blank.

What change in personality?

It was all bullshit!

This man hadn't changed at all!

He just...

Simply found it too troublesome to catch the monsters himself, so he treated them, the five Bronze Medal Envoys, as "professional delivery men" who caught the monsters for him!

"I... what the hell..."

Meng Kuo, this tower-like man, felt his worldview suffer an unprecedentedly violent shock as he watched this bloody scene.

"I, a dignified Bronze Medal Envoy of the Demon Suppression Division, Thunder Fist Meng Kuo... actually... actually became someone who delivers heads to the King of Hell?"

The feather fan in Wu Yong's hand fell to the ground with a 'clack'. The military strategies he had painstakingly studied for a lifetime seemed so childish and laughable in the face of Lin Feng's "disruptive" O2O-style monster-farming method.

Wei Tiancheng was even more terrified, his face pale and his legs trembling.

Just what kind of monster had he offended before?

Only Chu Mengxi and Liu Qing, looking at the man standing amidst the sea of blood and corpses with an expression as indifferent as if he had just had a casual meal, had a flash of helpless amusement in their cold phoenix eyes.

This man always managed to lower the perceived bottom line of "powerful" in a way you'd never expect.

"What are you staring for?"

Lin Feng turned around and looked at the five "tools" who had begun to doubt their lives, saying calmly:

"Next location, Myriad Snake Valley. I want to see the Snake King before dark."