Heavenly Tyrant's Dominance

  It's already late at night today.

  Heishui City, a remote corner of a street, inside a small courtyard.

  Wang Lang sat under the tree in the courtyard, his eyes slightly narrowed.

  Although it cost him half of his family's fortune to get the Horizontal Blade Gang involved, Wang Lang was excited and trembling all over when he thought of the desperate eyes of the Blackstone Town residents before they died.

  "No matter how great the cost, it's worth it for revenge!"

  "How dare you betray me! This is the price you should pay!"

  Suddenly, the gate of the small courtyard opened silently, and a small figure flashed in.

  "Who?" Wang Lang was startled.

  The gate was gently closed, and the figure walked up to Wang Lang's side, saying in a low voice: "Wang Lang!"

  "Lin Feng! Is that you!" Wang Lang stood up, his eyes flashing with surprise, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

  "Old dog, today I will avenge Zhao Shu and the people of Heishi Town!" Lin Feng stared at Wang Lang, his eyes gleaming like a knife's edge in the dark night.

  "What's going on with Heishi Town? Has something happened?" Wang Lang asked with a puzzled expression, his mind racing.

  Lin Feng remained silent, staring at Wang Lang with a cold smile. Wang Lang was a man with a kind face but a ruthless heart, extremely cunning. A few days ago in Heishi Town, he had also framed Lin Feng with the same expression. Lin Feng had solid evidence, how could Wang Lang deny it?

  "Alright... how did you know it was me who did this?" After a moment, Wang Lang let out a breath and said in a low voice. Apparently he also knew that today was impossible to deny.

  "You thought you'd done everything perfectly, but you didn't expect that others wouldn't know, unless you yourself don't do it! Don't ask me how I knew, since you've already admitted it, then die!" Lin Feng smiled cruelly, his iron foot stomping the ground fiercely, his right fist drawing an arc, the wind from his punch stirring wildly as he heavily smashed towards Wang Lang!

  "You want to kill me? You're still a bit tender!" Wang Lang hummed, and without hesitation, he swung his fist and clashed with Lin Feng.

  He has the strength of Tiger Form Fist Third Layer, how can he be afraid of Lin Feng? After all, a few days ago, Lin Feng was not his opponent.

  "Crack!" A crisp sound, Wang Lang let out a mournful cry, his arm was already completely broken!

  Lin Feng's casual punch now has a force of 2,000 kilograms. Wang Lang's full-strength punch is only about 1,000 kilograms, how can he counter Lin Feng?

  "How is this possible?" Wang Lang grasped his wrist and shouted in anger, "It's only been a few days, how can your strength recover so quickly?"

  "The young master once said, 'Those who humiliate others will be humiliated themselves. If I don't die, you will!'"

  Looking at the desperate Wang Lang, Lin Feng's face also showed a hint of cruel smile, gritting his teeth and saying: "Wang Lang, I didn't expect you to be so depraved, colluding with mountain bandits to harm your own hometown, tonight is the night of your death!"

  "Father!" Hearing Wang Lang's mournful cry, a slightly chubby young man rushed out of the room, who was none other than Wang Lang's son, Wang Hu.

  "Lin Feng!" Wang Hu's eyes filled with resentment as soon as he saw Lin Feng, and he clenched his fists tightly. "What do you want to do?"

  Wang Lang looked at Wang Hu and shouted repeatedly: "Tiger boy, hurry up! Hurry up!"

  "I won't leave! Lin Feng, don't you dare harm my father!" Wang Hu roared.

  "You were involved in what happened that day, now you want to leave? It's not that easy." Lin Feng said with a cold smile.

  "Lin Feng, the crime does not extend to my wife and children. I am willing to accept death, please spare my family's Hu Er." Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Wang Lang's body trembled, gritting his teeth and saying...

  "This is all you can get!" Lin Feng said coldly, "Go die, Wang Lang!"

  Before the words had fallen, Lin Feng's body shot out like lightning, his right fist heavily smashing into Wang Lang's chest! This punch was so fast that Wang Lang didn't even have time to defend himself!

  Wang Lang looked at the big hole in his chest, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. He took a reluctant glance at Wang Hu, then finally fell heavily to the ground, closing his eyes.

  "Father!" Seeing Wang Lang's miserable death, Wang Hu's eyes turned blood red, and he let out a mournful roar. "Lin Feng! I'll fight you to the death!" He charged towards Lin Feng in a frenzy.

  "What makes you think so?"

  Lin Feng's face sank, and he slapped his left arm heavily on Wang Hu's left arm, directly shattering it. His right hand, which had been injured by Lin Feng a few days ago, still hadn't recovered.

  Then Lin Feng stretched out his hand and grasped Wang Hu's neck, lifting him high into the air.

  "Lin Feng! I want you dead! I want you dead!" Wang Hu's body violently twisted and turned, his face red with rage, as he desperately bellowed.

  "Did you kill someone that day?" Lin Feng asked in a cold tone.

  "Huh?" Wang Hu was taken aback.

  "I asked, did you kill someone that day?" Lin Feng repeated.

  "That day... I killed someone!" Wang Hu fell silent for a moment, then glared at Lin Feng in furious anger and shouted, "I executed those few traitors who betrayed me! But all of this is because of you! Why? Why did Zhao Xue take a fancy to..."

  Wang Hu's words were left unspoken, as he found himself unable to utter a single word. Lin Feng had increased the pressure in his hand, and Wang Hu's throat was already being crushed!

  "If you've killed someone, then you must die! Everything else is nonsense!" Lin Feng said indifferently, looking at Wang Hu's unwilling expression.

  After all, they were once childhood playmates. If Wang Hu's hands were not stained with blood debts, Lin Feng would not have gone to such extremes. However, since he participated in the murder, it could only be settled with blood for blood.

  As for other things, it's pointless to say more, Lin Feng wasn't interested in listening anyway.

  Lin Feng let go of his hand, and Wang Hu's corpse fell heavily to the ground, gradually losing its vitality.

  "Uncle Zhao, you can rest in peace now!" Lin Feng murmured, gazing at the corpses of Wang Hu and his son.

  At this moment, he suddenly felt extremely tired. Not physically, but mentally exhausted. Since the pursuit of the Hengdao Gang mountain bandits began, he had been in a state of extreme tension, and for three days, he had not slept or rested, something he had never experienced before.

  However, this place is obviously not a place to stay for long. The murder in Blackwater City has alarmed the Lord's Mansion, which is also a considerable trouble.

  Lin Feng swung his hand and took out the dull long knife, beheading Wang Lang with one slash, and put it in a willow basket that had been prepared early.

  He had made a promise to Zhao Xue, and three days later he would bring the head of his enemy to pay respects to Uncle Zhao. Now that Han Meng is dead in the great fire at Hengshan, his body has been reduced to ashes, so only Wang Lang's head can be used to pay respects to Uncle Zhao.

  He naturally wouldn't put something like a severed head inside the jade pendant space.

  Lin Feng put the willow basket on his back and flashed out of the small courtyard, disappearing into the night again.

  Smoothly out of Heishui City, Lin Feng finally let out a breath of relief.

  "How tired I am!" Lin Feng sighed.

  After annihilating the Hengdao Gang, he rushed to Heishui City overnight, killing Wang Lang and his son, which was indeed an extremely exhausting task.

  But thinking that Zhao Xue was still waiting outside the ruins of Heishi Town, Lin Feng also gathered his spirits and rushed towards Heishi Town.

  ……

  The sun had not yet risen, and Lin Feng had already arrived outside Hei Shi Town. From a distance, he saw in front of Zhao Da Hong's grave, a thin and weak young girl in green clothes kneeling down.

  Three days without seeing each other, Zhao Xue looked even more haggard, with tear stains at the corners of her eyes. Apparently, she had cried many times in these three days.

  "Zhao Xue!" Lin Feng called out softly.

  "Lin Feng, gege!"

  The girl stood up and looked at Lin Feng. Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, "I thought you weren't coming back! Waaah!"

  "How can I not come back? Uncle Zhao is gone, and from now on, I'll take care of you!" Lin Feng said, placing the willow basket in front of Zhao Dahong's grave. "Look, this is Wang Lang's head. The Hengdao Gang no longer exists, and Wang Lang has been killed by me! I've avenged Uncle Zhao's death for you, and now Uncle Zhao can rest in peace!"

  Looking at the basket with Wang Lang's bloody head, Zhao Xue's face turned slightly pale. She was only a thirteen-year-old girl, half a year younger than Lin Feng, how could she have seen such a bloody scene?

  Recalling his father's tragic death, Zhao Xue glared at Wang Lang's severed head and gritted his teeth: "You damned guy! You've got your comeuppance!"

  Lin Feng dug a small pit in front of Zhao Shu's grave and buried Wang Lang's head. Zhao Xue knelt down, heavily kowtowing to her father's tomb, and couldn't help but shed tears again.

  Lin Feng knelt down, took out a jug of wine from the jade pendant space, and slowly poured it in front of Zhao Shu's grave. Thinking of that gentle middle-aged man, Lin Feng was also extremely distressed.

  Although he avenged his enemy and avenged Uncle Zhao's revenge, Uncle Zhao would never be able to live again!

  ……

  After a long time, the two of them stood up.

  Zhao Xue bowed deeply to Lin Feng and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Lin Feng!"

  The first ray of sunlight rose and fell on Zhao Xue's pale and delicate face. Lin Feng only then noticed that Zhao Xue's complexion was somewhat pale, her lips were also somewhat dry, and he anxiously asked: "Zhao Xue, what's wrong?"

  "Lin Feng brother, I... am really hungry!" Zhao Xue's small face turned slightly red as she said with embarrassment.

  "Have you not eaten anything for the past three days?" Lin Feng was slightly startled, and hastily took out beef and large buns from the Jade Pendant space. These were things he had bought in Hengshan Town, originally prepared for Zhao Xue, but had forgotten earlier.

  "There's nothing to eat here at all! I wanted to go find something to eat, but I was afraid you'd come back and not be able to find me, so..."

  "Silly girl! Don't talk, eat quickly!" Lin Feng hurriedly said. Not having eaten anything for three days, this girl must be starving.

  "Ah!" Zhao Xue responded cleverly, picking up a piece of beef and putting it in her mouth, eating with extreme elegance.

  After eating a few pieces of beef and a small piece of flatbread, Zhao Xue's complexion improved slightly. Lin Feng went to the river outside the town again, scooped up some water, and brought it in front of Zhao Xue, letting her drink it in small sips.

  With food in her stomach, Zhao Xue's small face also regained some color. Looking at the tomb of her father in front of her, Zhao Xue's face showed a sorrowful expression again.

  "Lin Feng brother, Father is gone, Hei Shi Town is also gone. From now on... where should I go?" Zhao Xue said sorrowfully.

  "Uncle Zhao is gone, what about me? What about you, Uncle Lin?" Lin Feng hastily said, "Silly girl, don't be afraid, from now on we will all take care of you."

  "Then I'll follow Brother Lin Feng from now on!" Zhao Xue said softly.

  "Of course! You're my sister, who else can you follow if not me? With Brother Lin Feng around, no one dares to bully you!" Lin Feng patted his chest and said loudly.

  "Hehe! I knew Brother Lin Feng wouldn't abandon me."

  Zhao Xue smiled lightly, looking indescribably cute.

  "Come on! Let's go take a look at Blackstone Town!" Lin Feng said, "I'll go get some stuff!"

  "Uh-huh!" Zhao Xue replied cleverly, naturally reaching out to hold Lin Feng's hand.

  The two had been so intimate since childhood that Lin Feng naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and he pulled Zhao Xue's hand into the ruins.