Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 548: Outwitting the Siege (First Update)

"No, Young Master Zeng sent two groups of people. I’m here to deal with you, while the other four King Kongs are dealing with your sister and Lin Feng," Leng Hao said harshly. "Moreover, Young Master Zeng has already given the order—your legs are to be broken, your sister injured, but that Lin Feng will not only have his legs broken but also his "eggs" smashed. I’m telling you this as a bonus. I can also tell you, I’m an AA-class expert myself. Feng Qi couldn’t beat me, so I’d advise you to stop resisting and just let me break your legs and leave."

Every word Han Qiang said was deliberate and crystal clear. He had only one goal—to make Leng Hao understand the current situation and not struggle while he broke his legs, which would save a lot of trouble.

"What, you’re also going after my sister? In your dreams!" Upon hearing Han Qiang’s words, Leng Hao was thoroughly enraged and became desperately anxious. If Zeng Xiaolong had only sent people after him, Leng Hao could understand, as he had once broken Zeng Xiaolong’s legs, and it made sense for Zeng Xiaolong to seek revenge. But if Zeng Xiaolong intended to target his sister as well, Leng Hao would never agree. His sister was just a taekwondo expert and would definitely be in danger against what they called the four King Kongs!

Although his sister had said she would be safe with Lin Feng around, without seeing it with his own eyes, and not knowing the level of skill the four King Kongs possessed, if even Lin Feng couldn’t handle them, a major disaster could ensue. If his sister got hurt, not only would his grandfather skin him alive upon his return, but Grandpa Meng would also go berserk if Lin Feng ended up crippled or worse, a eunuch. That would surely lead to a disaster in the Capital City. He couldn’t allow such a thing to happen, no matter what!

With that in mind, Leng Hao made a decision. He had to find a way to reach his sister and protect her from harm at all costs. However, the man in front of him was even more formidable than Feng Qi. A direct confrontation was out of the question, and he couldn’t expect to run into that mysterious voice again. The only way to escape under these circumstances was to somehow break into the crowd at the night market. That would make it impossible for Han Qiang to lay a finger on him!

That settled it!

"Huh!"

All of a sudden, Leng Hao threw a mighty punch at Han Qiang. This punch was with all his strength, whistling through the air toward Han Qiang’s chest, aiming to knock him to the ground.

"Open!"

Han Qiang was on guard for a sudden move from Leng Hao and seeing that Leng Hao was not heeding his words and allowing him to break his legs, he finally lost his patience. With a heavy punch of his own, he met Leng Hao’s attack.

"Bang!"

As expected, their fists collided, but the outcome was starkly evident. Leng Hao was thrown back six or seven meters by Han Qiang’s punch, while Han Qiang hardly took half a step back, clearly showing who was superior.

Indeed, he is powerful! Leng Hao felt his right fist grow incredibly numb, the throbbing pain making it almost unresponsive. The situation was dire. It was apparent that escaping Han Qiang’s presence by force was nearly impossible. But... but he couldn’t afford any delay regarding his sister. With Han Qiang in the way, he had no chance to break into the night market to find her. It seemed he would have to try another method...

"Huh!"

Leng Hao’s figure flashed, instantly rushing to Han Qiang’s right side, launching another heavy punch aimed at Han Qiang’s right rib.

"Seeking death!"

Seeing Leng Hao flash to his right and throw a heavy punch toward his ribs, Han Qiang became furious inside. If it weren’t for Young Master Zeng’s instructions to not inflict serious harm—only to break the legs—he wouldn’t be in such a frustrating position and would have sorted Leng Hao out long ago. He had refrained from acting, but Leng Hao was relentlessly attacking him. How could he tolerate it? Just break the legs, right? With that thought, Han Qiang’s right leg shot toward Leng Hao’s legs, aiming to break them in one go.

"Huh!"

To Han Qiang’s surprise, however, Leng Hao abruptly stopped his heavy punch halfway and, with a flicker, attempted to dash past him.

He was tricked—Leng Hao didn’t want to fight; he wanted to flee!

Han Qiang immediately realized Leng Hao’s intention and knew he couldn’t let him escape just like that. Otherwise, Young Master Zeng would blame him upon his return, something Han Qiang definitely did not want. With that in mind, he spun around and kicked towards Leng Hao’s back, aiming to knock him down, holding nothing back in terms of power or speed.

Han Qiang knew he had only one chance—if he couldn’t incapacitate Leng Hao now, he might actually manage to escape into the night market. Once there, even if Han Qiang was powerful, he wouldn’t be able to continue the pursuit in front of tourists without causing trouble!

"Huh!"

This kick was swift and forceful with an immense momentum that even brought the sound of tearing through the air, leaving no doubt that if it hit someone, bones would be shattered, the person likely killed on the spot!

Indeed, it was too fast! And the strength was truly overwhelming!

Leng Hao had caught glimpse of Han Qiang’s incredibly fast kick through the corner of his eye. Despite being prepared, he couldn’t help but be shocked. He hadn’t expected Han Qiang to be so formidable. It seemed likely that things would turn out badly for him. At all costs, he needed to leave this place and rush into the night market, no matter what...

Just as Han Qiang’s kick was about to hit Leng Hao, Leng Hao’s figure suddenly twisted in the air, followed by a transformation of his hands into fists that struck towards Han Qiang’s powerful kick!

"Bang!"

"Thump!"

Leng Hao’s fists collided with Han Qiang’s foot, but the force behind Han Qiang’s kick was so tremendous that Leng Hao’s fists only managed to delay it briefly. Han Qiang’s foot continued, pressing down on Leng Hao’s fists and hitting him squarely in the chest. In an instant, Leng Hao was kicked flying backward, traveling over ten meters...

"Puh!"

Leng Hao could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He was aware Han Qiang would be strong, but had not anticipated him to be this formidable. He, being at the peak of A-level strength, had been unable to block Han Qiang’s kick. Without a doubt, Han Qiang must be at the peak of AA-level—a clear case where strength indeed meant everything!

However, the corner of his eye had already spotted the crowd behind him. After spitting out blood, Leng Hao suppressed his injuries and, without looking back, dashed into the throng!

Han Qiang, realizing he hadn’t knocked Leng Hao unconscious with a single kick, felt a bad premonition as Leng Hao was closing in on the crowd. If Leng Hao intended to run, things would go south. With this in mind, Han Qiang disregarded everything else and gave chase, attempting to stop Leng Hao before he blended into the crowd.

But what Han Qiang hadn’t expected was that Leng Hao’s body was much stronger than the average person’s, and his movement techniques had been learned from an S-level master. Hence, the kick had not damaged Leng Hao fundamentally, nor had it slowed him down as Han Qiang had anticipated. At that moment, Leng Hao’s speed suddenly surged to the extreme, rushing into the crowd like a gust of wind.

Despite Han Qiang’s full effort, he could not catch up with Leng Hao before he entered the night market; he could only watch helplessly as Leng Hao, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, disappeared among the people. Under these circumstances, he couldn’t possibly launch an attack, and by this time, Han Qiang was fuming. If it weren’t for Young Master Zeng’s orders, restraining him, how could he have possibly let Leng Hao escape into the crowd...

How... How was he going to explain this to Young Master Zeng when he returned? Frustrating!

Han Qiang watched as Leng Hao vanished into the crowd, his heart sinking into further irritation. Shaking his head, he realized there was no choice but to leave, and began contemplating how to explain the situation to Zeng Xiaolong.

After diving into the crowd, Leng Hao casually wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth to avoid drawing attention, bearing the agonizing pain in his chest and hands as he raced through the crowd, hoping to find his sister and Lin Feng as soon as possible. He prayed that nothing had befallen them; if anything had happened to them, he could never forgive himself. He was the one who had invited his sister and Lin Feng out tonight, and if anything happened to them, he would be wracked with guilt for a lifetime.

The night market was vast, and after running for quite some time, Leng Hao finally found Lin Feng and his sister. However, he was shocked into stillness because there was not a hint of trouble around Lin Feng and his sister—they were actually sitting at a roadside food stall, happily eating!

How... How could this be? Hadn’t Zeng Xiaolong sent people after his sister and Lin Feng? Why were they here, safe and sound?

Where were the four henchmen who had come after his sister and Lin Feng? Why had they not made their move yet? This... This was impossible; Han Qiang had already made his move, so it was unthinkable that the henchmen hadn’t acted. But if they had, how could Lin Feng and his sister be eating so calmly? What... What exactly was going on?

All of a sudden, Leng Hao’s mind was flooded with questions, utterly baffled! It was impossible for Han Qiang to lie, and given Zeng Xiaolong’s character, such actions were completely in line with what he would do. But... But where were the four henchmen? Why hadn’t he seen them yet?

Yet, suddenly, Leng Hao saw something that left him completely dumbfounded—Lin Feng was actually helping his sister pick food, and she did not refuse!

How... How could this be possible!

Moreover... Moreover, the way Lin Feng and his sister were eating together looked so blissful; his sister’s face even... even bore a smile. How... How could she smile? She seemed to have transformed entirely this evening. Could it really be that she was that happy with Lin Feng?

Leng Hao could hardly believe what he was seeing. No man had ever been able to get close to his sister, much less make her smile. It seemed impossible, yet, right there in front of him, it was all too real. Lin Feng was sitting right next to his sister, and the smile on her face was truly beautiful. Observing her now, she genuinely appeared very happy. How wonderful it would be if she could always be like this!