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Chapter 656: Chapter 661: Rescue Porridge Girl (3)

Facing their shocked stares, Hu Fei let out a smug chuckle, lifted his head proudly, and crooked his finger at several Dangyang Sect disciples, provocatively saying, "Come on, if you’ve got the guts, keep coming at me. Like I’m scared of you guys." noveldrama

Upon hearing this, the faces of those Dangyang Sect disciples immediately turned exceedingly grim, and they said in a deep voice: "Let’s all attack together; I refuse to believe this fat pig is that incredible."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone flicked their wrists, and their long swords thrust straight at Hu Fei’s vital points. The three long swords converged from above, below, and straight ahead, almost leaving Hu Fei no room to fight back. Plus, Hu Fei was just an ordinary person and didn’t know martial arts. Seeing the three long swords coming at him, he had no idea how to dodge and could only watch helplessly as the sword tips drew closer.

But at that moment, an eerie smile suddenly appeared on Hu Fei’s chubby face.

Seeing that smile, for some reason, the Dangyang Sect disciples suddenly felt an intense unease.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from Hu Fei’s body, like fireworks exploding, and thick smoke billowed from his arms, instantly shrouding his figure.

With the appearance of the smoke, the Dangyang Sect disciples immediately lost sight of Hu Fei in their vision.

Where is he?

Just as they were bewildered, a large net suddenly fell from above, trapping all of them inside it. Taken by surprise, the Dangyang Sect disciples immediately struggled. However, the more they thrashed, the tighter the net wound around them, making it impossible to escape.

"Hehe!" A smug laugh came, drawing the attention of the Dangyang Sect disciples straight to Hu Fei.

At this time, Hu Fei walked out from the other side, a wicked grin on his plump face, and said: "Little guys, you really thought you could bully me that easily?" With that, he pulled open his collar and revealed the exoskeleton armor he was wearing underneath, proudly laughing and boasting, "I knew it wasn’t safe, so I prepared a suit of exoskeleton armor for myself. Come on, let’s see how powerful this suit is."

After speaking, Hu Fei lifted his right arm towards the Dangyang Sect disciples caught in the net.

In an instant, several cold glints flew out, piercing through the bodies of those Dangyang Sect disciples.

Looking at the Dangyang Sect disciples who fell to the ground and couldn’t get up, Hu Fei snorted haughtily, raised his head proudly, and turned to walk towards the battle that was still unresolved.

More than ten minutes had passed, and the battle between the two sides had reached a fever pitch. Both sides suffered injuries, but Hu Fei’s side had gained a slight advantage. Although they didn’t kill many, they captured quite a few Dangyang Sect disciples.

Hu Fei surveyed the battlefield, his mouth brimming with a joyous smile. This exoskeleton armor, after his modifications, had several added features. One of them, the fishnet, was an unexpected piece of equipment. This fishnet was made from a special material that was both light and soft, yet extremely tough and hard to cut with ordinary swords.

Earlier, it was with this fishnet that they had captured quite a few Dangyang Sect disciples.

"Boss."

At this moment, a young man hurriedly jumped down from a box truck, saying anxiously, "Boss, something’s wrong."

Hu Fei turned his head to look at the young man, displeased, and said, "What are you making a fuss for?"

"Boss, there’s movement at the mansion."

"What?" Hu Fei’s expression changed, and he rushed into the box truck, staring at the surveillance footage on the computer screen.

At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz sedan drove out of the mansion and accelerated in the opposite direction.

"Damn it!" Hu Fei said solemnly, "They’re trying to escape. Quick, drive and catch up, tell the people near the mansion to block that car; don’t let them get away."

Having said that, Hu Fei quickly jumped into the vehicle, and yelled towards Ling Chen who was still in combat: "Ling Chen, Lin Jiawei is trying to escape."

Hearing Hu Fei’s shout, Ling Chen abruptly turned his head and looked towards the waving Hu Fei, his brow instantly furrowing.

Lin Jiawei is trying to escape!

His guess was right; Yi Shuiyan and the others’ appearance was merely to distract their target, and then to draw the tiger away from the mountain, allowing Lin Jiawei to escape from East Sea City with ease.

Thinking of this, Ling Chen glanced at Wei Bo and Gan Chutian who were closing in, lightly tapped his toes, and vaulted over their heads, stepping on the roof of a Cadillac and rushing towards Hu Fei’s position.

"Quick, drive."

At this moment, Hu Fei, sitting in the passenger seat, urged loudly.

The driver didn’t dare to delay, quickly turned the van around, stepped on the accelerator, and drove rapidly towards the direction of the manor.

At this time, Ling Chen had already pushed his speed to the limit, weaving through the crowd. Seeing the van gaining speed, Ling Chen gathered all his strength into his legs, and with a powerful push, his hands immediately latched onto the tailgate of the van.

"Don’t run!"

Yi Shuiyan and the other two, seeing Ling Chen speeding away, hurriedly quickened their steps to follow closely behind.

"Drive faster, even faster..."

Hu Fei, looking through the rear-view mirror at the pursuing Yi Shuiyan, Wei Bo, and Gan Chutian, kept urging.

As the van’s speed increased, the distance between it and Yi Shuiyan’s trio quickly widened.

Seeing this situation, Ling Chen, hanging off the van’s rear door, let out a sigh of relief, having finally shaken off those guys.

The three from Yi Shuiyan were indeed formidable, but although Ling Chen couldn’t handle them, they also couldn’t injure him.

Two minutes later, the van finally arrived outside the manor. However, the manor’s gates were wide open, already devoid of people.

"They’re up ahead."

The passenger, Hu Fei, pointed forward and shouted loudly.

Ling Chen looked up and only saw a Mercedes sedan parked in the middle of the road, blocked by two other vehicles. However, around the car lay seven or eight people, covered in blood, either lifeless or passed out.

At this moment, in the midst of those seven or eight people, a man with his hands behind his back, sporting a mocking smile, looked down at the people at his feet, then turned and walked towards the Mercedes.

Seeing the man’s face, Ling Chen’s eyebrows raised, and an inexplicable sense of crisis filled his heart.

He did not recognize the man, but just one glance was enough to send a shiver up from the soles of his feet.

This person... must be no ordinary individual!

As Ling Chen observed the man, the latter also noticed the approaching van.

Seeing the van nearly reaching him, Ling Chen patted the cargo hold, then ran over the top of the van, leapt to the ground, and looked at the strange man.

"Ling Chen?" The other party looked at Ling Chen, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Who are you?"

"Lin Tong."

"Lin Tong?" Hearing the other person’s self-introduction, Ling Chen frowned, filled with doubt.

Another Lin... How come the God Organization has so many people surnamed Lin.

By now, being closer, Ling Chen could roughly make out Lin Tong’s age—about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, still a young and handsome youth.