Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 153 - 142: Death Game (Part 1)

The arrow brushed past Ren Feng's clothes, striking the concrete road and sparking.

This was not an ancient arrow, but one modified with modern technology, its lethality rivaling that of firearms, with poison-tipped arrows.

With arrows coming one after another, Ren Feng unhesitatingly dashed towards the nearby jungle, his figure like the wind, arrows scattering behind him!

The firing points also adjusted their aim. Seeing Ren Feng dart into the woods, a burly man quickly loaded a burning bottle, pulled the trigger, and with a whoosh, the flaming bottle flew directly toward the woods Ren Feng had just entered.

"Boom!"

The bottle exploded, a violent blast roaring through the area, the woods instantly erupting into flames with crackling fire.

Ren Feng's expression was cold, locking onto the dozen or so targets, his figure like a night cat, concealed within the forest.

Those experts, positioned at high vantage points, a line of over a dozen people holding various long-range crossbows pointed downward.

Now that Ren Feng was hidden, they could no longer find their target.

His form lightly leaped, swiftly maneuvering through the forest, catching glimpses of the dozen or so black-clad men not far away, Ren Feng's mind rapidly calculating.

It's a distance from the forest to that stronghold, and he needs to quickly eliminate those dozen people, but how can he close the distance?

Zi Jijing listened to the reports from her subordinates, a smirk playing on her lips: since you've entered the forest, you've fallen into my second trap.

Ren Feng took a deep breath, accompanied by a faint fragrance, seemingly from a unique plant in the jungle, but he paid it no mind.

He picked up a stone with his right hand, then hurled it into the distant jungle. Enhanced with True Qi, the stone shot forward at great speed, snapping countless branches, the sound of breaking twigs echoing.

The people at the stronghold instantly noticed this anomaly, pointing their weapons at the jungle, cold arrows shot out directly!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Arrows flew wildly, and homemade burning bottles were continuously launched, crossbows aimed, the dozen black-clad men coldly staring at the forest.

The lush trees suffered, but Ren Feng, on the other side, with True Qi wildly surging, with a whoosh, shot toward the firing point like an arrow released from a bow!

Behind Ren Feng, countless afterimages trailed, his speed reaching the ultimate!

In an instant, Ren Feng appeared on the left side of the stronghold, his body like a great roc in the sky, swooping towards the subordinates!

A subordinate was startled, trying to aim his bow at Ren Feng, but Ren Feng, still midair, kicked out suddenly, sending the weapon flying!

The other subordinates reacted quickly, some stepping forward to entangle Ren Feng, while others aimed their weapons at him.

But their speed was too slow. Ren Feng's kick landed directly on the chest of the leading subordinate, sending him flying.

The moment he landed, Ren Feng pushed forward, his hands imbued with fearsome True Qi, sweeping out!

With open and powerful strikes, Ren Feng's palm strength was astonishing; the subordinate in front couldn't withstand it, his chest struck, organs and bones inside unable to endure such force, instantly turned to pulp.

His gaze swept over, as other subordinates reached for their darts, Ren Feng's right hand suddenly balled into a fist, slamming into the second subordinate's chest.

Bang!

In an instant, the subordinate was blasted away by the powerful force, flying backward into others!

The force was so great that they couldn't stop, crashing into each other like dominoes, piling up and falling over.

A nearby bottle was flipped, then suddenly chopped forward, flames instantly engulfed the subordinates.

"Ah!"

The crackling sound occurred, accompanied by a charred meat smell, the black-clad men screaming grotesquely, engulfed by the gasoline-made incendiary bomb!

Screams echoed as Ren Feng coldly observed them, picking up a nearby weapon to finish them off.

Once all the black-clad men were dead, Ren Feng tossed aside the weapon, looking ahead.

On the mountaintop was an abandoned old building, large and constructed in the last century, now left as a landmark.

Ren Feng's phone rang again.

"Mercenary King, your skills are still impressive, I can't help but applaud you," Zi Jijing's words carried an icy malice.

"I'm already up here, no need to hide anymore," Ren Feng said flatly, "Tonight, we'll settle our grievances."

"Mercenary King, why rush? The game isn't over yet," Zi Jijing smirked, "I'm in the hall ahead of you."

Ren Feng moved forward.

But before he could approach the building, from the door surged countless strong hyenas, among them even Tibetan mastiffs!

"These dogs, carefully selected and injected, just consider them a warm-up," Zi Jijing coldly laughed, then hung up.

Ren Feng, staring at the barking, charging strong hyenas, his face darkened.

For these hyenas were different, their eyes blood-red!