Chapter 150: Storming the Feng Residence Alone

In the North District, the Sea of Flowers Villa was precisely where the core members of the Feng family resided.
Sprawling across a hundred acres in a grand estate layout, the entire area belonged to the Feng family.
At this moment, inside the luxuriously decorated main hall, a room full of people wore grim expressions.

"Elder Feng, they've already swallowed two of our streets. Are we still going to endure this..." said a man in his forties with a heavy expression, deep anger etched across his face.

"The Qin family hasn't replied yet. We cannot make a move."
Feng Xiangwen said in a deep voice. Although he was quite angry as well, he had no choice but to wait for news from the Qin family.

"Grandfather, let's fight it out with them! They are about to ride roughshod over our heads!" Feng Conglong shouted.

"Shut up! Did you treat my words as wind blowing past your ears?" Feng Xiangwen rebuked sharply. Even though Feng Conglong was filled with unwillingness, he did not dare utter another half-word.

A Hummer pulled up outside the estate's villa, and Zhang Xiaofan stepped out with a calm expression.

"Hey kid, parking is not allowed here. Drive away immediately," a bodyguard immediately walked over and barked.

"Not allowed to park? But I'm here to see your boss. If I don't park here, where should I park?" Zhang Xiaofan said with a smile, completely unconcerned.

"Here to see our boss? What business do you have?" The bodyguard's voice turned cold.

"What business? To settle accounts, of course. Are you going inside to announce me, or should I go in myself? Though I must warn you, it's best not to try anything with me. I'm someone who doesn't quite know my own strength when I strike."

At this, the bodyguard's expression turned completely frigid.

"Someone come here! We've got a troublemaker!"
Following his shout, a group of men dressed in black suits immediately walked over, each wearing a ferocious look.

"Sigh, I told you not to mess with me. Why do you insist on trying to fight me?" Zhang Xiaofan shrugged. He was genuinely here to settle scores with those in charge of the Feng family, so it seemed speaking politely simply wouldn't work...

"Scram right now, kid, or I'll have you laid up in the hospital for a few months," the bodyguard threatened viciously.

"Heh, I'm so scared..." Zhang Xiaofan smiled faintly. "Since you have this wish... then I'll grant it to you..."

The moment his voice fell, Zhang Xiaofan was already in motion. With a single punch thrown out, the bodyguard's expression shifted drastically as he tried to defend himself. But just as he raised his arms, that fist had already crashed fiercely into his face.

His nasal bone shattered upon impact, and two streams of blood gushed from his nostrils. The bodyguard felt the world spin into darkness and passed out instantly.

"What are you standing around for? He dared to come to the Feng family to cause trouble—cripple him!"
At that moment, a bodyguard who appeared to be a minor squad leader pointed directly at Zhang Xiaofan and roared. Seven or eight burly men immediately lunged toward Zhang Xiaofan...

It had to be said that this was the core territory of the Feng family, and the combat strength of these bodyguards was truly not weak. With seven or eight people surrounding him, they were clearly deploying a coordinated combo technique.

Yet, even a late-stage Qi-Enlightenment martial cultivator had been killed by Zhang Xiaofan, let alone these small fry?

He still maintained a faint smile, then threw a punch directly toward the man in the very front.

"Court death!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan dared to actively throw a punch while facing so many opponents, the burly man in the suit let out an angry roar and threw a punch of his own. Having trained in external martial arts, he possessed a certain degree of confidence in his fists; he could smash a fist-print right into a steel plate.

He refused to believe that the fists of this youth, who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, could be harder than a steel plate.

As for the left and right flanks, one man grabbed toward Zhang Xiaofan's left shoulder while another kicked fiercely at his leg, and the positions taken by the other men were cleverly chosen to cover every likely evasion route Zhang Xiaofan might take next.

Yet, would Zhang Xiaofan evade?

Zhang Xiaofan sneered coldly, directly infusing his punch with the sixth-fold hidden force. Even a sixth-fold hidden force was more than this bodyguard could withstand.

With a loud "Bang!", the burly man who had also thrown a punch saw his expression transform drastically. He felt as though his own punch had smashed against a steel plate—no, something even harder than a steel plate...

Then he realized that the bones in his own arm had been shattered in a single instant...

Only then did he feel the heart-rending pain as his entire body went flying backward.

The man who had attempted to grab Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder felt a jolt of alarm and hurriedly abandoned his attempt, twisting his body to dodge aside...

At that exact moment, the hand-claw of the man on the left was already about to grab Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder. Zhang Xiaofan moved faster, his two fingers forming a claw to lock onto the man's wrist. The man's wrist stopped a mere few millimeters away from Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, unable to advance even a fraction of an inch no matter what.

Following that, the sound of wrist bones being crushed could be heard.

"Ah!" The burly man shrieked instantly, trying to break free, but no matter how he struggled, he could not pull away from Zhang Xiaofan's grip.

As for the kick aimed at his lower leg, Zhang Xiaofan directly and fiercely raised his own leg, colliding violently with that kick. Immediately afterward, the man's expression rapidly turned unsightly, replaced by sheer agony.

His shinbone had been shattered the very second they made contact...

What a terrifying expert!

Fear instantly surfaced on the faces of every single bodyguard present.

"Stop wasting your breath. Go straight and inform whoever is in charge of your Feng family that Zhang Xiaofan has come to visit. I believe they will see me," Zhang Xiaofan said calmly, looking at them with a gentle smile.

Zhang Xiaofan had completely lost interest in fighting these bodyguards. Of course, if they remained blind and obstinate, he wouldn't mind loosening up their joints for them.

Zhang Xiaofan?

Hearing this name, all the bodyguards tightened inwardly. It seemed the entire Feng family had been mentioning this name over the past day or two—he was the one who killed Mubai... killed Hou Lei, and furthermore killed two existences they considered unimaginably formidable.

This fellow actually dared to come knocking on their door alone... wasn't he afraid at all...

Then again, with someone this terrifying, why would he be afraid?

"You... you wait a moment..." the minor squad leader said with a trembling voice, before picking up his walkie-talkie.

Not long after, he received a reply: "Bring him in..."

"Please..."

The head of the bodyguards made a respectful gesture inviting Zhang Xiaofan forward...

Against such a ruthless figure, ignorance was bliss, but once they knew, how could they dare maintain their previous attitude? He also felt deeply grateful that he hadn't actually fought back; otherwise, he would probably be lying on the ground wailing in agony right now.

"See? How much better it would have been to announce me earlier? Why bother fighting?" Zhang Xiaofan smiled and walked further into the estate.

A wave of helplessness washed over the bodyguard's heart. If you had just said you were Zhang Xiaofan earlier, wouldn't that have settled it...

The bodyguard leader immediately walked ahead to lead the way. Numerous security cameras were installed throughout the estate, and guards were stationed at various posts. The further they walked inward, the stronger Zhang Xiaofan could sense the guards' cultivation levels became.

Seven or eight minutes later, they reached a fence, and the bodyguard leader stopped. "Mr. Zhang, you can go inside on your own from here. I am not qualified to enter beyond this point."

At that very moment, a woman dressed in tight black clothing walked over, displaying an extraordinarily proud figure, her beautiful face exuding a cold and glamorous aura.

Zhang Xiaofan could tell at a glance that this woman was a martial cultivator. When this female martial cultivator spotted Zhang Xiaofan, a clear flash of surprise surfaced in her eyes.

"You are Zhang Xiaofan?" The cold beauty looked at Zhang Xiaofan and asked frostily.

"Accepting no substitutes. What, beauty, have you taken a fancy to me?" Zhang Xiaofan said with a smile.

"You killed the Soul-Devouring Flying Blade?" The cold beauty showed no reaction whatsoever to Zhang Xiaofan's unbridled gaze and continued to question him.

"The Soul-Devouring Flying Blade? I killed him, so what?" Zhang Xiaofan said indifferently.

"You truly possess that kind of strength?" The cold beauty clearly did not believe it.

"What, don't believe it? If you don't, then don't. Anyway, I don't need you to believe it, right?" Zhang Xiaofan said casually.

Just at that moment, the woman pushed off the ground with her body, leaving behind a blur of black as she lunged fiercely toward Zhang Xiaofan.

In her hand, a dagger had appeared from nowhere, flashing with a deep, dark luster as it thrust straight toward Zhang Xiaofan's heart.

Damn, vicious enough! Is this fucking venomous scorpion of a beauty?!

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless. Was this woman trying to take his life?

Yet a smile remained on his face, and right under the cold beauty's shocked gaze, he simply extended two fingers and clamped them shut, catching the dagger firmly between them.

No matter how hard the cold beauty tried to exert force, she could not retrieve the dagger.

She even lashed out with a kick, but Zhang Xiaofan caught her thigh with one hand.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled, channeled his spiritual energy through his two fingers, and snapped the dagger clean in half, causing the blade fragments to scatter across the ground.

Then, he reached out with one arm to pull the cold beauty close and chuckled, "If you weren't a woman, and a beauty at that, you'd already be dead. Oh well, I'll just kiss you to call it even..."