At this moment, in another corner of the Cangyunhai Pavilion, Ren Yuanhao stepped into an empty elevator, wearing an ill-fitting hood.
The wind and rain were raging, and it was estimated that no one would be entering or leaving the building, so the timing was perfect.
"Hey, Miss System, I only promised to go see this Xiao Chong, it doesn't mean I'm going to plunder him?"
"Think as you will, as long as you don't let the superpower fall into the hands of others. However, strike when you should, you decide."
Ren Yuanhao sighed, thinking to himself that he had a car accident today, braved the storm to save someone, and spent 1 million to show off in the arena. Now, he had to brave the wind and rain to save the guy he had just humiliated!
Was there any justice in this world?
Ren Yuanhao muttered to himself, unaware that in a room on the 24th floor, a battle between superpower users was about to erupt!
"Who is it? So it's Leng Ziyu's man. You're looking for me so late, you must not be here for tea, right?"
Leng Ziyu's man took off his rather incongruous sunglasses, his eyes flashing with a green light completely different from that of the daytime.
"I'm not called 'Leng Ziyu's man'. By seniority, you should call me Zhu Qingfeng, Uncle Zhu."
"Sorry, I'm not interested in what you're called, nor do I want any interaction with you. Besides, I don't seem to have any enmity with your Yu Fang City representative team. If you have anything to say, please be quick, I'm going to sleep."
Xiao Chong met his cold gaze, but he couldn't fathom the purpose of the man in front of him.
"Enmity? Our enmity is innate."
At this moment, Zhu Qingfeng slammed the door shut, locking it. The unique frequency of his superpower surged towards Xiao Chong like a tidal wave!
Xiao Chong's face turned ashen, and he instinctively took two steps back!
This was the first time he had seen a human with a superpower like his own, but it did not give him a sense of the 'kinship' that should exist between fellow beings. Instead, it was a greed, a brutality and a desire to seize that poured out from his eyes!
"You're a superpower user too?"
Xiao Chong tensed, on guard, not daring to be careless.
"It seems you haven't had your superpower for too long. Let me tell you, when you walk in the world from now on, it's best to restrain your superpower. Revealing your edge will only lead to a quicker death."
As soon as Zhu Qingfeng finished speaking, he suddenly tapped his forehead and said with a wry smile, "Look, I forgot. After today, your superpower will cease to exist. How nice, you can live like an ordinary person again. Oh, no, I haven't had my superpower stripped before, so my technique is still rusty. If something goes wrong, you might spend the rest of your life in a mental hospital. I'm sorry, truly sorry."
Xiao Chong heard this without understanding the whole story, but the other party's intentions were already very clear. His mind was once again filled with childhood shadows. The sound of wind and rain seemed to penetrate the window directly into his skull, mixing with the sounds of drunkenness and rolling mahjong dice, forming a dizzying cacophony!
"Scum, if you want to deal with me, you'll have to prove you're qualified!"
Xiao Chong frowned, his movements no longer resembling the Taekwondo he displayed in the arena, but deadly, insidious finger techniques. Zhu Qingfeng initially only defended, not attacking. After all, when he was in the arena, Xiao Chong's superpower had been clearly displayed. Without a surefire killing move, he would never act rashly.
The crystal chandelier swayed back and forth under the fierce impact of the energy waves, releasing misty water vapor, like white phantoms. Outside the window, neon lights flickered, and the rain curtain gradually turned into seven colors. In this psychedelic room, the two figures flashed left and right, their moves incredibly fast.
After only a few dozen rounds, Zhu Qingfeng had grasped his style. With a flash and a dodge, his green eyes instantly enveloped Xiao Chong!
The green light was as cold as ice. Xiao Chong initially felt a chilling coldness from his back to the back of his head, but after more than ten seconds, his vision slowly began to blur, like the flashing phenomenon experienced by frequent users of digital devices or office workers. Zhu Qingfeng's figure directly split into two.
Not only that, but everything within his sight became double, making it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake!
After unleashing his superpower, Zhu Qingfeng's face was pale, as if this ability consumed a great deal of his energy. Xiao Chong, who had been affected by the superpower, became extremely paranoid, engaging with the illusory figures in his eyes.
"Stop struggling. Let me strip your superpower obediently, and perhaps you can still live as an ordinary person. If you resist further, you might even lose your life. It's not worth it, why bother?"
Zhu Qingfeng, like teasing a monkey, would appear in front of him one moment and flash behind him the next, as agile as a ghost. Xiao Chong was both anxious and enraged, and couldn't come up with a solution for the time being. Just then, Zhu Qingfeng, knowing that he had no intention of surrendering obediently, drew a short knife from his waist. With a flash of cold light, it plunged directly into Xiao Chong's abdomen!
Xiao Chong was stabbed, and blood gushed out like a spring, filling the air with ač „ smell. He immediately became ferocious. Holding his abdomen with one hand, he unleashed a series of fierce punches and kicks. However, Zhu Qingfeng's eye technique was extremely potent. No matter how he moved left and right, his fist winds like the breeze, but he couldn't touch Zhu Qingfeng at all.
After all, was a superpower user made of flesh and blood? After fighting with Zhu Qingfeng for dozens of rounds, Xiao Chong, who had lost too much blood, was already swaying unsteadily. The bloodstains all over the room looked extremely eerie in the dim light. The wind violently shook the windows, emitting a deafening wail.
"Stop struggling, you'll die."
As Zhu Qingfeng spoke, he seized the opportune moment, raised his hand, and struck Xiao Chong's nape. Xiao Chong, already bearing old wounds, took this blow and immediately collapsed like a withered willow onto the cold floor, his eyes hazy as if shrouded in mist. Then, he felt a pair of large hands descend upon his head.
But at this very moment, a not-too-loud knock on the door sounded again!
Xiao Chong's spirit was invigorated. Although he couldn't get up, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the door.
It was amusing, he had desperately hoped that Jiang Cheng wouldn't disturb him before, but now he wished someone would come in and help him.
He gave a bitter smile, which reopened his wound. He heard the knocking continue, but there was no voice.
Zhu Qingfeng cursed inwardly, hid the blade behind his back, and lowered his voice to ask, "Who?"
At this moment, Ren Yuanhao, standing outside the door, recognized the voice inside almost immediately. It was not the killing-intent-filled Xiao Chong, but Leng Ziyu's man with a penchant for disguise!
"It seems this guy has already made his move, what should I do?"
Ren Yuanhao paused for two seconds, still unable to come up with a solution, so he resorted to the old trick, raising his voice and asking, "You ordered Western food, please open the door."