HCB Chapter 392 No Need to Stay
Chapter 392 No Need to Stay
Chu Lingfeng appeared calm and composed on the surface, his black clothes fluttering in the wind, like a god of war in the dark night, but his heart was in turmoil like a raging sea.
He originally thought that he was equally strong as the man in front of him, but after fighting, he found out that he was wrong.
He couldn't help but think back to the past. Before he was poisoned, his strength was already outstanding and awe-inspiring in the martial arts world.
Later, Murong Ling'er carefully took care of his body, using various precious medicinal materials and exquisite medical skills to help him strengthen his body and replenish his energy. His strength increased greatly, and now he has reached a level of extraordinary strength and is rarely rivaled in the world.
All this is thanks to that smart and gentle woman.
Thinking of this, Chu Lingfeng involuntarily turned his head and looked towards the rooftop. However, the familiar slim figure was no longer there.
At this time, Murong Ling'er had already returned to the house.
It turned out that Murong Chen was awakened by the sound of fighting outside. The little guy rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat up from the bed, and looked confused.
"Mom, I think I heard Uncle Snake Demon's cry."
Murong Chen said in a baby voice, his voice still confused as if he had just woken up. He was sleeping soundly, and he seemed to smell a faint fragrance in his sleep. He was having a sweet dream, but he was abruptly awakened by the noisy fighting and shouting outside.
Murong Linger gently sat down beside the bed, gently touched Murong Chen's head, and softly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, Chen'er, there are bad guys coming, but your father and Uncle Snake Demon are taking care of them! Everything will be fine soon."
Murong Chen blinked his big eyes. Although he was still a little scared, he felt much more at ease when he heard that his father and Uncle Snake Demon were there.
He snuggled into Murong Ling'er's arms and asked softly, "Mom, why did those bad guys come?"
Murong Linger held Murong Chen in her arms, patted his back gently, and said, "They were instigated by others and wanted to do bad things, but they can't beat your father, so don't worry."
At this moment, there was another loud noise outside, as if someone fell to the ground.
"It's not dawn yet! Be good, Chen'er, sleep a little longer." Murong Ling'er coaxed gently and touched Murong Chen's head lightly.
The little guy looked out the window. The night was as dark as ink and pitch black all around. He was still very sleepy and couldn't help but yawning loudly. He tilted his little body and climbed back onto the bed obediently. After a while, his even snoring could be heard in the room.
As Murong Chen fell asleep again, the island shrouded in night gradually returned to tranquility. The sea breeze blew gently, as if soothing the land that had just experienced a fierce battle.
However, in the military camp dungeon on the other side of the island, a new group of "guests" arrived.
"Boss? How...how did you get caught?" A death warrior with blood all over his face was originally leaning against the wall of the cell with his eyes closed to rest. When he heard the noise, he opened his eyes and immediately widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and his voice trembled with excitement.
"Boss, are you here to save us?" Another assassin struggled to get up from the ground, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He dragged his weak body and held the cell railings tightly with both hands.
"Don't be silly. Didn't you see that the boss was also brought in?" A relatively calm assassin sighed helplessly with a gloomy look on his face. A basin of cold water extinguished the spark of luck in everyone's hearts.
"What! How is this possible..." Everyone looked at each other. The originally silent cell suddenly became noisy, with exclamations and curses coming one after another.
The death warriors who had been tortured to death thought that the boss was the savior who came to save them from suffering, but the cruel reality made them feel like they were falling into an ice cellar. The hope in their hearts vanished in an instant, and their energy and spirit were gone. They collapsed in various corners of the cell with empty eyes.
Chu Lingfeng was dressed in black, standing tall outside the cell. His sharp eyes peeked through the bars, clearly seeing the changes in everyone's expressions.
He frowned slightly, and before these assassins could recover from their shock, a cold voice cut through the noise in the cell: "Continue the interrogation. Don't stop until you get a result."
The voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling majesty as it echoed in the cell.
Not long after, shrill screams were heard from the cell, accompanied by the dull sound of whips hitting flesh.
Every scream was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of those assassins and also the heart of General Chen outside the cell.
"Prince, if we can't get anything out of this interrogation, there's no need to keep these people, right?" General Chen glanced at the assassins in the cell who were beaten to pieces but still gritted their teeth and refused to surrender. He deliberately raised his voice, with a hint of temptation in his eyes.
He knew in his heart that the forces behind these assassins were complicated and if handled improperly, it might cause even greater troubles. However, Chu Lingfeng's style of action had always been decisive and ruthless, so he could only speak cautiously.
Chu Lingfeng glanced at him indifferently, his eyes as cold as a sharp blade in the cold night, without a trace of warmth: "What's the point of keeping useless people? Kill them and hang them on the city gate for their master to see." His voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze into ice, revealing an unquestionable determination.
After hearing this, General Chen's heart suddenly tightened and he secretly groaned. He thought that if the bodies of these dead soldiers were really hung on the city gate, it would undoubtedly be a blatant declaration of war to the forces hidden behind them. The other party would definitely not give up, and at that time, there would probably be a bloody storm.
Wouldn't this be too risky? But looking at Chu Lingfeng's stern face, he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue and didn't dare to refute. He could only pray that nothing serious would happen.
The interrogation lasted the entire night. We thought that since we had captured the key figure, the leader of the death squad, those who were only breathing their last breath would not be able to withstand the pressure and confess. However, the result was disappointing. All efforts were in vain. They were like well-trained machines, and no matter how they were tortured, they kept their mouths shut.
The next morning, Chu Lingfeng kept his word and ordered his men to hang the bodies of the assassins on the gate of Longmen City.
As soon as the city gate opened, the common people who had gotten up early to enter the city were instantly shocked by the scene before them and were stunned, their legs so weak that they could not move.
"Oh my God, what is this? I'm so scared! He's covered in blood, and there's not a single piece of good flesh. It's so tragic!" A middle-aged woman covered her mouth and screamed in horror. Her face was pale and she almost fainted.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh... Stop talking. It's unlucky to see this thing so early in the morning..." An old man waved his hands hurriedly, looking panicked, and kept muttering to himself, as if he was driving away some bad luck.
"What bad luck! I was hoping to win a lot of money today, but now it's all gone, damn it!" A man who looked like a gambler stomped his feet in anger, his face full of regret and anger.
"By the way, what does that notice say? What crime did these people commit?" someone in the crowd asked curiously, pointing to the notice next to them. Everyone gathered around and started discussing it.
On the walls of Longmen City, several battered corpses swayed slightly in the wind, as if telling of the cruelty of last night.
As soon as the city gate opened, the horrifying news spread throughout the city as quickly as if it had wings.
In a hidden courtyard in the city, a group of death warriors were anxiously waiting for news. They had not slept all night, their eyes were bloodshot, and they looked anxious. After hearing the news from the city gate, their faces suddenly changed, as if they were facing a great enemy.
The leading assassin gritted his teeth and, without waiting any longer, immediately gave the order: "Hurry up, pack up your things and leave the city!"
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At this time, the morning light began to appear, and the gorgeous rays of light sprinkled on the earth, giving the entire city a layer of gold.
But the people gathered at the city gate had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery. As the crowd gradually dispersed, a nimble assassin came to the city gate pretending nothing had happened.
He blended into the crowd and pretended to look up casually. With just one glance, he recognized that the corpses were his companions.
His heart sank as he thought of his boss who had not returned home last night. An ominous premonition came to his mind. He immediately realized that the matter had been exposed, their plan had completely failed, and they were in big trouble.