Renaming the place overnight?
Lin Feng blinked, looking up under the dark night sky to see several n already at work, dismantling the signboards outside the Spring Flower Garden building.
"They're really going through with this..." Lin Feng found it hard not to laugh. Even though he knew sothing big was happening, seeing Spring Flower Garden being renad overnight was still rather amusing to him.
Zhou Yang was also dumbfounded. He silently lit a cigarette and stared at the n working high up on the wall for a long mont.
"So, who's the manager here now? I'm a top-tier VIP custor. I paid more than a million for the mbership fee back in the day. Surely, I can't bring my friend over for so fun now and not even be able to get in, right? There should at least be soone in charge to greet us!" Lin Feng pulled a black gold card, one Lord Dragon had previously arranged to be given to him, from his pocket. He waved it in front of the two Qingzi Sect underlings, his expression clearly displeased.
"A top-tier VIP custor!" "More than a million for the mbership fee..."
The two doorkeepers were visibly intimidated by Lin Feng's words. Such simple phrases were enough to make them uneasy. Working at a Qingzi Sect establishnt, they naturally knew that each venue indeed had top-tier VIP custors—individuals like business tycoons, political leaders, or respected elders in the Martial Arts world, people even the Qingzi Sect had to show deference to.
Seeing the black gold card in Lin Feng's hand, the two underlings knew his demands weren't unreasonable. In theory, when a top-tier VIP custor appeared, the manager of any establishnt was supposed to personally co out and greet them.
But… tonight's situation was a bit special. The underlings looked troubled, furrowing their brows as they spoke to Lin Feng.
"Gentlen, we're terribly sorry, but tonight's situation is a bit… special. Manager Ma has just taken up his post and has a great deal to attend to. I'm afraid he doesn't currently have ti to et with you…"
"So, the new manager's surna is Ma…" Lin Feng smiled faintly, speaking in a relaxed tone. "That's fine. If he doesn't have ti to co down, then we'll just go up and find him."
Lin Feng and Zhou Yang exchanged a smile, both appearing quite relaxed as they started towards the Spring Flower Garden Club.
"No..." "You can't…"
The two Qingzi Sect underlings turned pale upon hearing Lin Feng's words. They each reached out to stop Lin Feng and Zhou Yang, but as soon as their hands extended, they felt their bodies stiffen, completely unable to move.
Lin Feng and Zhou Yang, their expressions unchanged, calmly walked over to the two n whose pressure points had been sealed. With slight movents of their hands, each dealt with one man, adjusting their outstretched arms so they hung naturally at their sides. Then, they continued steadily into Spring Flower Garden.
Both Lin Feng and Zhou Yang were experts at the second level of Inner Strength or higher. At such close range, controlling two ordinary n who knew nothing of Martial Arts was incredibly simple for them.
The other doorn were surprised to see Lin Feng and Zhou Yang walking towards the main entrance. However, when they saw the two underlings who had earlier tried to block them now standing quite 'obediently' in place and not making any further attempts to stop them, they couldn't help but feel puzzled. Could these two be on our side?
Lin Feng and Zhou Yang didn't wait for the others to realize sothing was amiss and confidently walked into the club.
"This club has six floors. Based on the pattern of other Qingzi Sect establishnts, the manager's office is typically on the second-to-last floor. We'll go directly to the fifth floor first to check the situation," Lin Feng explained in a low voice to Zhou Yang as they approached the elevator. He then pressed the button for the fifth floor.
Lin Feng's expression was a little tense, his brows slightly furrowed. It was his habit to be more cautious than usual when venturing into dangerous situations.
The manager of Spring Flower Garden had been replaced, and the establishnt itself was even going to be renad. This ant the venue no longer belonged to the Qingzi Sect's Jiangzhou headquarters. In other words, the people currently inside were definitely not benevolent, and certainly not Lin Feng's friends.
With a cigarette dangling from his lips, Zhou Yang wore a nonchalant expression, as if he had no idea just how dangerous the venue Lin Feng had brought him into truly was.
The elevator quickly reached the fifth floor. DING! The doors slowly slid open.
"Who... are you people?"
Before Lin Feng and Zhou Yang could step out of the elevator, a man's voice questioned them from outside. Lin Feng looked up and saw a corridor over thirty ters long. At its end was a large door with 'Manager's Office' written on it. However, lining both sides of the corridor, at intervals of less than half a ter, stood burly n in black uniforms, ard with weapons like steel pipes and long knives. There were easily over a hundred of them.
Near the elevator, two n, each wielding lon knives nearly sixty centiters long, stared with dubious expressions at Lin Feng and Zhou Yang erging from the elevator, questioning them harshly.
"Quite a crowd, indeed!" Lin Feng sneered, his gaze sweeping over the dozens of black-clad, burly n in the corridor. He casually rolled up his sleeves.
"It's definitely crowded. Cramming so many people into such a small corridor... it's more bustling than a New Year celebration," Zhou Yang mused with a grin.
"You damn kids, who in the world are you? How did you get here? If you don't answer honestly, don't bla us for getting rough!" The burly man who had spoken earlier, hearing Lin Feng and Zhou Yang's exchange, furrowed his brow and asked in a low, stern voice.
"We're here to find Manager Chen…" Lin Feng said with a smile. He casually pointed towards the manager's office and added, still smiling, "Presumably, she's still in there, right?"
As soon as Lin Feng spoke, the expressions of the two burly n in front of him changed instantly. They exchanged a silent glance. The next second, with perfect coordination, they simultaneously swung their knives, which whistled through the air as they slashed towards Lin Feng and Zhou Yang!
These were killing blows!
Both n aid for Lin Feng's and Zhou Yang's faces, attacking with an all-out, rciless ferocity.
The blades were wickedly sharp, and their swings packed considerable power. Lin Feng was certain that if two ordinary people had been standing there, they likely would have had half their faces chopped off by a single slash.
rely asking about Chen Chunhua had provoked such a murderous response. How could Lin Feng and Zhou Yang not realize that these n were definitely not Lord Dragon's people?
"Ruthless enough, and highly alert too. A pity their judgnt is so poor—they picked the wrong targets..." Lin Feng remarked unhurriedly. As he spoke, he casually raised his hand, deftly executing a wrist-breaking technique. CRACK! He snapped the wrist of the man swinging a blade at him, snatched away his lon knife, and then, with a downward slash, severed a tendon in the man's leg.
Accompanied by another cry of pain, Zhou Yang beside him easily knocked down the man in front of him with a single punch and snatched a lon knife for himself.
Two consecutive screams echoed, startling everyone in the corridor. Nearly all eyes turned towards them, filled with shock and fury.
"Ti for so real fun!" Lin Feng said to Zhou Yang with a relaxed smile. Giving the knife in his hand a slight flourish, his figure shot forward.
Not to be outdone, Zhou Yang's figure moved like a phantom, instantly catching up to Lin Feng. The blade in his hand danced, creating brilliant flashes of light!
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