Chapter 179 Deep Cooperation (1/2)

”Mi Xiu!”

Ha Ming had regained his vision at this time. When he saw the Fifth Death's corpse, his eyes widened in anger. ”Yama, how dare you! You really deserve to be called yama!”

”Hehe!”

Liu Feng sneered and said, ”Yes, yama can decide the time for anyone's death. Although I accidentally killed Mi Miu, to tell you the truth, I really wanted to keep him here forever.”

Ha Ming struggled to stand up. His face was swollen and he looked grotesque. ”Good! From now on, the Death Arsenal and the Netherworld will...”

Bump!

Before Ha Ming could finish speaking, he was kicked in the face, by a big foot.

Then Liu Feng retracted his foot, and Ha Ming fell once more, to the ground.

”Don't talk nonsense. Since you dared to challenge me, we're already sworn enemies.” After that, Liu Feng turned and walked to the main door of the villa. On the way, he said as he waved his hands, ”Ghost King, Old Luo, you take care of the rest.”

”Yes.” Ghost King walked over to Ha Ming, carrying his machete.

Luo Tengfei waved and said, ”You guys, catch hold of these terrified security guards for me. In a moment, I'll connect them to Haiyer to brainwash them.”

”No, what do you want to do? Why are you catching us?”

”Why brainwash us? You're violating our human rights! How do you brainwash someone?”

”Don't touch me, or I'll not be responsible for my actions.”

Some of the security guards shouted and yelled, trying to resist. But when faced with the members of the noctivagant team, they really did not have the ability to resist at all. Several of the guys who were too aggressive, were knocked down directly.

Looking at what was happening, Yang Ding gave a deep sigh. He had clearly realized that Liu Feng had a super classified identity, and his people also had some secrets that could not be made known to others. He understood what Liu Feng had to do now.

In fact, Yang Ding did thank Liu Feng in his mind. If it were not for the timely appearance of Liu Feng's men today, and Liu Feng's return at the critical moment, he would already have died.

Yang Ding was touched when he saw Liu Feng heading directly to Uncle Bing, who had been shot at, while trying to defend him. He touched Uncle Bing's chest with one hand, and caught his right hand with the other.

Yang Ding asked in a trembling voice, ”Feng, will... will he survive?”

Liu Feng frowned and said, ”He won't die, but he can't be your bodyguard anymore, even if he survives.”

While they were talking, Liu Feng twiddled the fingers of his left hand, and three silver needles appeared in his hands.

While Liu Feng tended to Uncle Bing, the Ghost King on the other side, wielded his machete and slammed it down.

Crack ... puff!

Immediately, blood spurted out at a distance of seven to eight meters. After seeing this scene, some people with weak disposition, fainted instantly.

Ha Ming had been decapitated.

The Second Death, the second boss of the Death Arsenal, who was the superpower with transcendent status in the Western underground world, had been beheaded by the Ghost King, the soul-reaper messenger of the Netherworld, which was at the same level as the Death Arsenal.

If the news ever leaked out, the whole Western underground world, would be shocked.

In order to avoid further trouble and stop the two superpowers from attacking the Netherworld at the same time, Liu Feng had to get to the root of the matter.

Half an hour later, peace returned to the Yang Family.

Due to the highly-efficient actions of the noctivagant team, the whole villa area was back to normal, and the power and network were also restored.

Yang Ding had to deal with the security guards who were killed at the gate of the villa area, and all the dead security guards who worked for Yang Family.

At dusk, Liu Feng, Yang Ding, Yang Shiwen, Luo Tengfei and Ghost King, gathered at Yang Ding's office, on the second floor of the villa.

Yang Ding was chain smoking. After smoking three cigarettes, he said in a hoarse voice, ”Feng, you saved Bing. I'm very grateful to you. When I initially invited you here, I only wanted you to protect my daughter. I didn't expect that it would attract so many horrible forces.”

Liu Feng smiled and said, ”Old Yang, do you feel a little guilty now and feel that you should not have involved me in this matter?”

”Yes, but I'm glad, too. But for you, I'm afraid that I would have died today.” Yang Ding said this, with a bitter smile on his face.

And he lit up another cigarette, as he was talking.

But before he could smoke it, Liu Feng took away his cigarette and said, ”Smoke less. It's bad for your health.”

Although Liu Feng told Yang Ding that smoking was bad for his health, he still took the cigarette, and blew out clouds of smoke.

Looking at Liu Feng, Yang Ding forced a smile, and shook his head.

”Now, things are not as easy to fix as you thought.” Liu Feng smoked, and said with a smile on his face, ”Do you know why the Goddess Temple and the Death Arsenal are here? Do you know what these two organizations represent?”

Yang Ding shook his head and said, ”I don't know. But I can feel that I am far away from them.”

Liu Feng said, ”The person who really wants your land in Arabia, is Robinson, an American oil tycoon. But this oil tycoon, who ranks very highly in the world wealth list, is just a spokesperson for the Goddess Temple, on the surface.”

Hearing what Liu Feng said, Yang Ding's eyes widened in an instant.