Abyss Summoner-Chapter 127 - 125: The Heavy Answer
The Barrier Master froze at this moment, a fear beyond words crawled up his spine.
Overwhelmed by fear, he couldn’t even maintain the barrier. The next second, the supermarket was restored to brightness, revealing the appearance of the other person.
The man was around thirty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his appearance gentle and refined, like a teacher.
However...
His behavior was completely contrary to his looks; on the ground, an iron hook lay scattered. It was originally an iron railing bent into hook shape, with a long iron chain hanging at the end.
The iron hook was stained with dried blood, covered in the innocent’s blood. If a normal person had intruded just now, there would have been no chance of escape from such a fierce attack.
It was this gentlemanly-looking man before him who exposed his location, his tone calm, without a trace of guilt. Clearly, this wasn’t their first time doing such things.
"Sir, are you all right?"
At this moment, Wei Xun inquired quietly at the door. They had seen the supermarket’s swirling black mist, but obeying Chen Feng’s orders, he hadn’t rushed in, instead standing guard outside with others.
Plus, the barrier provided some soundproofing, so Wei Xun was entirely unaware of what transpired inside.
"Come in..." Chen Feng instructed Wei Xun to enter.
The command was issued, Wei Xun led the group inside. They stood at the doorway, surveying the surroundings. Upon seeing the Barrier Master, they understood that he was the one who made everything pitch black here.
"Who are you all?" The Barrier Master demanded of those who barged in, his face shifting, exposing panic.
"Kneel!"
Chen Feng coldly gazed at him: "I have questions for you, kneel and speak."
The man glanced at Chen Feng and abruptly knelt on the cement ground.
"Hm?"
Chen Feng hadn’t anticipated the man’s promptness, unhesitatingly kneeling without a shred of dignity!
"I concede defeat. I won’t act rashly. Ask whatever you wish, I’ll tell you all I know!"
The man looked at Chen Feng, fear clouding his face. Clearly, the fear Chen Feng had provoked lingered within him.
"I ask you, did you encounter a group led by a man around forty, growing black thorns while fighting?" Chen Feng queried.
"This..." Upon hearing Chen Feng’s words, the man instantly fell silent, his gaze evasive, seemingly avoiding something.
Seeing his expression, Chen Feng had deduced the answer. Zhang Hongliang’s group’s disappearance was surely tied to these men.
If so...
"Kill him." Chen Feng’s voice was calm, sealing his fate.
"Don’t kill me, I’ll speak... I’ll tell you everything. I’ve met those people, I’ll share everything I know..." The man’s complexion changed drastically, he was no longer concerned with evasion, pleading for his life.
"Smack!"
At this moment, Wei Xun stepped forward, raising his right hand. His broad, enormous palm descended from above, instantly smacking onto the man’s skull.
"Bang!"
The man’s body shuddered, his eyes lifelessly closing as he collapsed, a chilling corpse.
"Upstairs!"
After ordering the man’s execution, Chen Feng surveyed his surroundings and commanded his people, aware that the hook-wielding man mentioned dining, implying more forces than just the two.
The supermarket had two levels. Chen Feng was at the second floor entrance, but the door was barricaded by a locked security door.
Their sudden appearance meant that place was the most suspicious!
They walked up the stairs, arriving in front of the portal.
"Open it!" Chen Feng coldly instructed.
Perhaps upon opening this room, all mysteries here would unravel!
Wei Xun raised his fist, his large arm emitted an unsettling roar, like a dozen beasts roaring, he punched towards the security door.
"Boom!"
Despite being an iron door, it couldn’t withstand Wei Xun’s fist. In an instant, the door shattered!
A bloody stench instantly filled their noses, and simultaneously, there were faint screams as if enduring extreme pain, sounds hauntingly wretched.
Without hesitation, Chen Feng stepped inside, Wei Xun and the others quickly followed, entering the room.
"This..."
Upon entering, Chen Feng saw a gigantic burly man seated in the center, clutching a hefty piece of fatty meat!
The massive man looked three hundred pounds, seated like a mountain of flesh. Yet, he exuded a powerful presence, akin to a waking grizzly. Three hundred pounds of flesh would seem cumbersome on anyone, yet on him, it felt solid and imposing!
Most critical, upon entering, Chen Feng sensed an intense smell of blood. Surrounding were corpses, some disemboweled, others being slit, one...
Chen Feng’s eyes fell on a man, covered in blood, a rag stuffed in his mouth. Beside him were two youngsters, one slicing him slowly, while beside them, a blazing furnace grilled thin meat slices.
Chen Feng instantly recognized him as a member of the search team, Zhang Hongliang’s confidant.
Yet now...
He lay like a pig, bound centrally, even having his flesh slowly shaved...
What are they doing?
The answer was evident!
The room’s occupants hadn’t anticipated intruders. The seated man stared at Chen Feng, immediately the atmosphere charged with pressure, as if a flood beast’s gaze locked onto him, the illusion that his throat might be bit off the next instant.
A master!
One step away from the Silver Peak!
Strong... immensely strong!
But at this moment, Chen Feng was indifferent, seemingly unaffected by the pressure. He glanced at the fragmented corpses, not angry but smiling, showing pale teeth, like a dinosaur hunting, revealing chilling gleams.
"I’ll kill you!"
Chen Feng locked eyes with him, deliberately enunciating each word.
