26: Take Hu Yourong

That night, Lin Feng's heart suddenly lurched with intense pain, as if he had lost the most important person in his life.

"Master?"

Since returning to Donghai, he would experience pain every now and then, but never before had it been this heartbreaking.

"Ah ah ah ah... Who is it? Who is it?"

Lin Feng swore internally that he would ensure the murderer died.

He roared, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman.

The humiliation of tonight and the death of his Master had driven him slightly mad.

"Yes, Ling Xian.

Since I came to Donghai, Ling Xian has been my only enemy."

Wolf Fang sat in the passenger seat, shrinking back and daring not to speak.

After a long time, Lin Feng slowly calmed down, though his eyes remained cold and sharp.

He took out his phone and found an encrypted number.

"Hello?" A steady female voice came from the other end of the line.

"It's me, Lin Feng." Lin Feng's voice was hoarse. "I need help."

"Speak!"

"I need you to assassinate someone in the Dragon Country."

As Lin Feng's voice fell silent, the woman on the other end was stunned.

Assassinating someone in the Dragon Country—the difficulty was extraordinary.

After a moment of silence, "The price?"

"I owe you a favor, or I'll take action for you once for free next time."

"That's not fair!"

"There is no fairness in this world."

"...Fine. I'll contact you when I have information.

But... you must remember, this is the last time."

Hanging up the phone, Lin Feng stared out the car window, his eyes icy cold.

"Ling Xian, you play dirty, and I'll play dirty too.

The waters of the Martial Artists are still deep..."

He realized that fighting alone wouldn't work; the major powers in Donghai had long been rooted there, their connections complex and intertwined.

He needed allies, more "opportunities," and angles of attack that Ling Xian wouldn't expect.

His military connections couldn't be used lightly; this was his last trump card, the foundation of his standing in the Dragon Country.

Meanwhile, Ling Xian slept soundly that night.

That night, Hu Yourong, sitting in the rolls-royce, looked at Young Master Ling who was resting with his eyes closed, hesitated, and whispered, "Young Master Ling, thank you!"

"Thank me for what?" Ling Xian opened his eyes.

"Thank you for giving me the Opportunity to see a bigger stage, and thank you for... trusting me." Hu Yourong recalled her experiences during this period and felt completely reborn.

Although she was tired, she felt fulfilled.

"So... how do you plan to repay me?" Ling Xian moved closer to Hu Yourong.

Looking at Ling Xian's handsome face and feeling her growing affection for him, Hu Yourong's breathing quickened.

"Young Master Ling, how do you want me to repay you?" Hu Yourong pretended to be ignorant despite knowing exactly what he meant.

"You tell me," Ling Xian said, looking at Hu Yourong playfully.

Hu Yourong's face flushed red. She pushed Ling Xian's cheek with her palm. "Young Master Ling, you're so naughty! Do I really have to say it?"

Ling Wu, in the front seat, noticed this and drove toward the villa at high speed.

Inside the villa, only Ling Xian and Hu Yourong were present today.

This time, Ling Xian did not let Hu Yourong sleep in a separate room; instead, he carried her into his own room.

Upon entering the room, Ling Xian placed Hu Yourong onto the bed.

It seemed like their breathing had intensified.

"Young Master Ling, then... please don't abandon me later, okay?" Hu Yourong asked in a tiny voice.

"Why do you ask that?" Ling Xian asked curiously.

"Although Young Master Ling is very good to me, I can feel that Young Master Ling doesn't love me." Hu Yourong lowered her head and said.

"Oh?" Ling Xian was also curious. Was a woman's sixth sense really that strong?

"Then tell me, who do I love?

Leng Yunyan?"

"No, I don't know. I don't think I've met her." Hu Yourong explained.

At this moment, Hu Yourong was like a little white flower lying on the bed, ready to be devoured by a big bad wolf.

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, sensing Hu Yourong's inner panic, and made a promise: "Don't worry, tonight, you are my woman.

I might have more than one woman, but I will definitely remember you in my heart."

That was it. At this moment, Ling Xian naturally had to say reassuring words.

"Young Master Ling, about that... I regret it." Hu Yourong's heart sank, and she wanted to get up and leave.

But how could Ling Xian let this little white flower, Hu Yourong, leave? He grabbed her hand.

"Too late!"

Having said that, Ling Xian kissed her without hesitation.

Hu Yourong was completely stunned.

While it was true she had feelings for Ling Xian, she hoped her future man would only love her.

She wanted to possess all the love in Ling Xian's heart.

But Ling Xian was precisely someone she alone could not possess.

"No... wuwuwu."

The big bad wolf ate the little white rabbit... Overseas.

Inside a secret base.

A woman was packing up her equipment.

"Poker A, are you really going to the Dragon Country?

The mysterious power of that ancient Eastern country is not to be trifled with."

A little loli, mouth full of candy, warned her worriedly.

"Poker 2, you don't need to worry about me!

After helping Lin Feng with this favor, I plan to leave the organization too.

From now on, I'll fly freely across the world!" The woman called Poker A placed some special weapons into a Treasure Chest and laughed dismissively.

Her Treasure Chest contained cosmetics that could be used as pistols, and a makeup mirror that could shield against all detection.

It could be said that the Treasure Chest looked like a handbag, and the items inside seemed like things women used for beauty.

But in reality, everything inside was a weapon with extremely powerful lethality.

The woman had loose black hair, an exquisite Eastern face, a heroic demeanor, and a figure seemingly sculpted by nature.

She was the first generation experimental subject injector of the Poker Organization, and also the weakest Gene Serum injector in the Poker Organization.

The Poker Organization is an extremely mysterious organization, focusing its research on Gene Serums and Human Mecha.

And Poker One through Ten were the injectors of the ordinary experimental subjects, respectively.

They carried the information of the first to tenth generation experimental subjects.

At the same time, their strength progressed sequentially, sometimes even leaping ranks.

Of course, the experimental subjects who died remained dead; no one cared.

Only the injectors known as Poker One through Ten survived.

Or perhaps, certain genes in their bodies were more receptive to the power of the serum.

"Heh heh, aren't you just trying to trick Lin Feng into replacing you as Poker A?

Don't make it sound so high-minded.

That guy's gene activity level is higher than ours. If he really replaces you, he might be stronger than all of us, and then I'll be the weakest one.

Sister A, can you bear to do that?"

The little loli called Poker 2 clung to the arm of the Yujie called Poker A, shaking it constantly and whining.

"I've had enough; I won't stay in the organization just for you." Poker A took a deep breath, making up her mind.

"Sister A, do you think the organization will let you leave just because you find someone to replace you?

You've done so much for the organization over the years, you know too much, the organization won't let you go." Poker 2, the little loli, crushed the candy in her mouth and analyzed the situation for Poker A.

"I have my own methods; you don't need to worry about me.

As for you, you'd better find a way to leave quickly.

The Poker Organization is no longer what it used to be; its beliefs have changed.

Leave this place with all your strength." Poker A kindly reminded her before leaving the base.