Urban All-Round Master-Chapter 1682 - 1716: Encountering a Beautiful Mercenary Woman at Kunling Mountain
"Climb over those few mountains ahead, then walk west from east a bit more, cross a river, then climb over a few more hills, and we should be getting close."
A middle-aged man pointed ahead and said. Due to the treacherous terrain of Kunling Mountain and the strong underground magnetic field, typical phones and navigation devices are rendered useless. The signal interference is too significant.
This is a mercenary team from the United States, consisting of seven men and one woman.
They have been at Kunling Mountain for several days now, yet they’ve lingered around the outskirts for quite some time, unable to truly locate the site of Liu Shen’s Tomb.
"Damn, we haven’t found Liu Shen’s Tomb yet, and we’re stuck here. If I knew, I wouldn’t have come to wade through this mess," one man with a stubbly face cursed.
"John, it’s just been a few days. Can’t you endure these few days? We’ve taken the employer’s money, so we must complete the mission. Otherwise, our squad of mercenaries will definitely be ridiculed by those patched dogs."
The woman, who looked rather attractive, spoke. She had an excellent figure—the epitome of Western beauty.
Lin Zifeng was not far away in the woods.
"They seem to be just a mercenary team." Thinking this, Lin Zifeng felt a sense of familiarity; he too came from a mercenary background.
Still, Lin Zifeng found it somewhat amusing.
The Holy Weapon of Liu Shen is emerging; it’s as if anyone dares to stand up. Even mercenaries dare to come to such a place? Isn’t this courting death?
Originally, he didn’t intend to pay them any mind, but suddenly Lin Zifeng had a change of heart. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Going solo, one is bound to face some trouble; it might be better to join them. It would also help him since mercenaries excel in searching for targets.
Thinking about this, Lin Zifeng didn’t hesitate to walk out of the woods and approached the team of eight.
"How about I join you to enter Liu Shen’s Tomb?" As soon as Lin Zifeng appeared, the eight immediately became vigilant.
"Swish swish swish... swish swish swish... swish swish swish..."
The eight almost instinctively raised their assault rifles aimed at Lin Zifeng’s forehead. If he dared to take one more step, they would mercilessly kill him.
Lin Zifeng felt a bit exasperated; there was no need to be so tense.
If he weren’t unfamiliar with Liu Shen’s Tomb, he wouldn’t have chosen to team up with them.
"Who are you? Raise your hands! If you dare to take another step, I will blow your head off!" The bald man in front pointed his submachine gun at Lin Zifeng’s forehead.
This guy was clearly the leader of the small team.
The others quickly surrounded Lin Zifeng under his gaze.
"Friends, I have the same goal as you. If you treat me like this, isn’t it a bit impolite?" Lin Zifeng chuckled, Ling Li casually scanned everyone present, his gaze finally resting on the woman.
The woman was tall and had an excellent figure. The two snow-white rabbits on her chest were outlined by her tight camisole, with half of the white skin exposed, looking extremely enticing.
Nevertheless, Lin Zifeng’s greatest concern now was fearing his explanation might not get through, causing them to kill him.
"Don’t move! I told you not to move!"
The complainant man shouted loudly.
In such a situation, as mercenaries, they shouldn’t trust anyone, except their own team; anyone else could threaten their lives.
"Don’t move! I told you not to move!"
"Move again, and do you believe I’ll shoot you in the head!"
Lin Zifeng’s slightest gesture immediately heightened everyone’s tension, bullets locked and loaded, ready to give him a fatal blow at any moment.
"OK! I’m not moving. If I don’t move, can you not move either?" Forced into a corner, Lin Zifeng had no choice but to smile bitterly, doing his best not to move.
"You now only need to answer my questions."
The complainant directed the dark muzzle at Lin Zifeng’s head and shouted loudly, "Tell me, who are you? Why are you here? What are you here for? Why are you in front of us?"
The complainant fired off many questions in a row, leaving Lin Zifeng speechless, just shaking his head quietly.
Smiling, he said, "Then you tell me, who are you? Why are you here? What are you here for?"
"How dare you toy with me!"
The complainant was furious, grabbing the assault rifle and swinging it towards Lin Zifeng’s head. Just when the rifle reached Lin Zifeng’s head, a large hand grabbed the assault rifle.
"Crack" went a sound, and the muzzle broke instantly.
"You..."
The complainant jumped back in shock, quickly pulling a handgun from his waist, aiming at Lin Zifeng’s head.
"Whirr... whirr... whirr..."
Everyone held their guns at Lin Zifeng.
"Bang!"
Yet, after the complainant jumped to a safe distance, he almost instinctively pulled the trigger, firing a shot toward Lin Zifeng’s head.
This shot could end the opponent’s life on the spot, causing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.
But as the smoke rose and the bullet whistled through the air, not only did the opponent not fall, but the bullet was caught between two fingers!
"What!"
"How is this possible!"
"Oh my god! He’s still alive!"
"..." Almost everyone’s eyes were wide open, knowing that the complainant’s marksmanship was quite sharp. At less than ten meters, if he couldn’t hit and kill the target, almost nobody would believe it.
But the current situation is different. Not only was the opponent not killed, he’s still standing, making the eight feel cold sweat pouring out.
"Retreat!"
Suddenly, the bald leader raised his fist and shouted, instructing everyone to move away from Lin Zifeng.
This made Lin Zifeng feel frustrated; he hadn’t even explained himself, yet he’s being treated like this. Do mercenaries have shit in their brains?
"Fire!"
Ordered the bald leader loudly, and with his command, the eight almost simultaneously retreated, keeping a safe distance from Lin Zifeng, readying their submachine guns to fire.
Lin Zifeng knew it was no use speaking now, only force could resolve this.
Then, as they pulled their triggers, he became a bolt of lightning, in less than two breaths, the area was filled with his afterimages, punching one by one until all seven men were taken down.
Lin Zifeng was already standing before the woman.
"You!"
The woman didn’t hesitate, aiming her gun to shoot Lin Zifeng in the head.
"Crack", Lin Zifeng reached out and grabbed the woman’s gun barrel, applying force, twisting the barrel into a hook shape. Then, he extended his right arm and grasped the woman tightly.
"Ah!!!"
The woman screamed as she fell into Lin Zifeng’s embrace.
