Urban All-Round Master-Chapter 1650 - 1684: Lin Zifeng’s Changes Over Five Years

Chapter 1650: Chapter 1684: Lin Zifeng’s Changes Over Five Years

Anyway, I am also a young master of the family. Now that my brother’s birthday banquet is happening, I have been invited as well. Now, even bringing someone in gets me stopped like this. It’s infuriating!

"I’m telling you, this is my brother’s banquet today. If you don’t want to die, get the hell out of my way! Don’t ruin my mood, or I’ll have my brother fire every one of you!"

Hai Zhilan shouted.

Most of the guests entering the venue recognized Hai Zhilan, but while they said nothing, they sneered inside. Who would want to bother with such a useless young master...?

Faced with Hai Zhilan’s unreasonable shouting, the bodyguards in charge of security completely ignored him.

Lin Zifeng had no intention of going in just like that.

"Damn it! I’m counting to three. If you don’t let him in, I’ll make sure you’ll have a hard time!"

The more they remained indifferent, the more Hai Zhilan’s face flushed with embarrassment, and he exploded with anger.

"Isn’t that the third young master of the Hai Family? How come the bodyguards don’t realize it? How dare they block the third young master of the Hai Family? Are they tired of living?" someone started discussing.

"Pfft. What kind of third young master? Just a useless guy. The Hai Family is going down because of this guy. How could Hai Wuyan, being so competent, have such a useless brother?"

"Yeah, I’ve heard Hai Lanxin is also pretty good. I don’t know why they have such a useless brother. If it were me, I’d never attend my brother’s birthday banquet. They’d have to kill me first."

"..."

At this moment, as the crowd around whispered and pointed fingers, Hai Zhilan glanced around, his face turning pale. He clenched his teeth tightly, grinding them with a sound. In his rage, his clenched iron fists creaked...

Just as Hai Zhilan was about to lose his temper, a warm hand gently gripped his arm.

A gentle force swept over Hai Zhilan, refreshing his entire body. Turning back, he saw it was Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng wore a faint smile, motioning for him not to act impulsive.

"Go in first. I’ll find a way to sneak in," Lin Zifeng softly comforted with a smile. He knew Hai Zhilan’s position in the family wasn’t very high, and causing a scene today wouldn’t benefit anyone.

Besides, an old comrade of his was present today. How could he not reconnect?

"But, but how will you get in later?" Hai Zhilan looked around, eyes wide. The banquet was set at the rooftop of the entire hotel, with every exit guarded; not even a fly could get through.

"If I want to enter a place, I’m afraid no one here can stop me," Lin Zifeng smiled knowingly, patting his shoulder before turning to walk away.

Hai Zhilan was stunned, his face rigid, unable to comprehend Lin Zifeng’s words...

Meanwhile, that Double Pupils guy soon followed down as well.

Following Lin Zifeng’s steps, he walked towards the hotel below.

Lin Zifeng walked steadily, entered the elevator, and calmly stood inside, hands behind his back, head bowed, with a slightly sinister smile.

Yet, just as the elevator doors were about to close, a massive iron fist suddenly whizzed toward the elevator.

"Boom~"

The elevator’s steel was nearly instantly destroyed by the Fist Light of the iron fist. With a swoosh, a dark shadow jumped into the elevator.

"Long time no see." Double Pupils quickly revealed a sinister smile, then his face turned cold, and he raised a fist towards Lin Zifeng.

At this moment, the elevator doors slowly closed.

Lin Zifeng returned a smile as well but allowed the opponent’s iron fist to aim at his chest without any intention of retaliating.

This surprised Seven Killings.

Woosh~

The man’s fist suddenly stopped less than a finger’s width from Lin Zifeng’s nose, the intense wind blowing Lin Zifeng’s bangs chaotically.

"Why not fight back?" Lin Zifeng slowly raised his head, a smile playing at his lips.

The Double Pupils man withdrew his right fist, grinning. "You are not my opponent. Even if I defeat you, what sense of achievement would there be?"

The man spoke lightly, with a voice full of confidence.

Years ago, the Seven Killings Organization was indeed an entity Lin Zifeng looked up to, and even aspired to be part of.

Back then, Seven Killings was regarded by many countries as one of the most destructive organizations globally.

The current Double Pupils was named after the organization as the ’Seven Killings Destruction Organization.’

At that time, Lin Zifeng challenged Double Pupils Seven Killings but was defeated immediately without even landing a blow. Lin Zifeng was relentlessly persistent, refusing to admit defeat despite being beaten multiple times by Double Pupils Seven Killings. His vigor back then greatly interested Seven Killings, leaving a deep impression on him.

Time flies, life moves on. Several years passed. Who would have thought that upon meeting Seven Killings again, he would become the Hai Family’s bodyguard? It was indeed laughable...

"Oh? That was years ago. Are you sure you can still defeat me now?" Lin Zifeng coldly lifted his eyelid, his gaze piercing.

Almost with a swoosh, he circled the confined elevator, surrounding Seven Killings, then calmly returned to his original position as if he never moved.

Afterward, Seven Killings’ face turned extremely grave. He hadn’t seen clearly if the other party moved, yet he felt a strong gust whirling around. Meanwhile, it seemed the person before him had never moved at all!

"Seems like you’re not the impulsive young kid from back then anymore."

Seven Killings’ face was solemn, his Double Pupil eyes slowly widened, filled with a fierce aura.

As Lin Zifeng smiled, he struck, leaving almost no hesitation.

"Boom~"

A dull thud sounded as Seven Killings’ iron fist smashed into the elevator’s steel wall, causing the whole steel surface to cave. The power was overwhelmingly fierce!

But! As Seven Killings’ Double Pupil eyes opened wide with anger, he realized that his intended target wasn’t in front of him, and the punch he threw didn’t hit.

"What!"

Seven Killings broke out in a cold sweat. He felt a chilling gust behind him.

The opponent vanished under his watch, disappearing within a brief moment!

(In these last two days, the monthly ticket count doubles, everyone keep going, and I will too.)