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Chapter 928 This time there won't be another chance!

With Scorpion's order, his men naturally did not hesitate.

Moreover, they had no reason to hesitate.

All the advantages are now concentrated on them.

If they don't seize this opportunity to suppress themselves, that would be their biggest failure.

Therefore, immediately after the Scorpion gave the order, their small warship launched two missiles forward with a whoosh.

Although both missiles are small and do not have great destructive power.

But even so.

The two missiles caused some speedboats to explode, and the sparks and debris from the explosions affected other people.

Even the young master was blown up and thrown into the sea when he wasn't paying attention.

"Help me! Help me!"

"The people behind me are catching up soon, I don't want to die, please save me."

The young master shouted desperately, calling out to his men, trying to get them to rescue him.

However, even with his desperate cries, his men failed to rescue him.

It's not that their subordinates didn't want to help, but rather that they lacked the resources to do so.

The surrounding waves were so large that they couldn't even get close.

Furthermore, with the warships behind them constantly interfering, even if they wanted to rescue the young master, it would be impossible at this point, unless they sacrificed a large number of lives.

These men under the young master had barely managed to escape, and although they would receive a large sum of money as a reward for rescuing the young master.

We need to go back to the beginning.

If they lose their lives here while rescuing the young master, wouldn't they also have money but no life to enjoy it?
So that's how things are.

It's not that complicated, nor is it that embarrassing.

That's precisely why it's so difficult to handle.

Seeing his men running away in a frenzy, the young master's bodyguard finally roared in fury.

"You scum."

"It's a shame that the young master has always treated you so well, yet you've abandoned him now. You deserve to die."

"Don't worry, even if you escape today, you won't have a good ending in the future. The young master's people will definitely find you and take revenge on you now. You will all die here."

As his men's speedboat sped further and further away, gradually becoming a tiny, luminous dot in the vast night, the bodyguard captain finally fell silent, a look of despair flashing across his face.

Because he knows.

We have no chance left.

The moment his subordinates started running away, his fate and that of the young master were sealed.

Although being captured by Luo Feng this time doesn't necessarily mean death, given Luo Feng's hatred and anger towards them, this matter is not as simple as they think.

But what can he do now?

We've come to the very end of this road...

……

When Luo Feng received the call, the young master had already been taken to the office by Poison Scorpion and his gang.

Luo Feng had originally gone to bed after taking a shower, but he immediately got out of bed because of the phone call from Poison Scorpion.

He instantly became much more excited.

People who didn't know better would think he had encountered something wonderful.

Looking at the young man kneeling on the ground, and his dusty appearance, Luo Feng smiled slightly.

"So? I guess I've got you now?"

"Of course, I know you're still not convinced."

"You think I only managed to catch you this time because of luck. If I hadn't been lucky, I definitely wouldn't have caught you."

"You're probably right, aren't you? That's what you think, isn't it?"

Looking at the young master in front of him, Luo Feng suddenly raised his voice a few degrees as he spoke.

Moreover, the way he spoke sounded like he was joking.

Little did he know that his words were like a knife, piercing the young master's heart, leaving him speechless after pursing his lips.

no way.

Who told him to be a newbie?
What about the losers?

You've already failed, what strength do you have left to challenge Luo Feng again?

Or rather, you've already become Luo Feng's prisoner, so what right do you have to pretend in front of him?

That's absolutely right.

As the saying goes, the winner is king, and the loser is a bandit.

If Luo Feng fails, how will he treat Luo Feng? Even a child could guess Luo Feng's fate.

"Since we've failed, let's just kill or let them die as we please."

"What's the point of saying all this nonsense? Besides, what you're saying is disrespectful to me."

Faced with Luo Feng's mockery, the young master raised his head, glanced at him, and then uttered these two classic sentences.

Little did he know that things might have been better if he hadn't said that last sentence.

It was that last sentence that made Luo Feng and the others laugh.

"You're quite an interesting guy."

“I captured you back then, treated you to good food and drink, and even assigned someone to protect your safety.”

You said you wouldn't betray me and were willing to be my friend. In the end, you wanted to learn how to do business. Since you seemed honest enough, I brought your family to Nanfen Island.

"They even used my connections to help you do business, allowing you to make connections with other business owners through me."

"Now it's turned out that I'm the one mocking you, the one who's sorry to you. Don't you think what you just said is ridiculous?"

"Or rather, when you said those words, did you even consider me a human being?"

Luo Feng's series of questions left the young master speechless.

Although Zhao Zhong wanted to defend himself and even confront Luo Feng, he couldn't come up with a good excuse after thinking for a long time.

At this moment, he was like a mute, only able to keep making muffled noises, but unable to utter any words.

This feeling is naturally very uncomfortable.

Seeing the young master's face flushed red, Luo Feng waved his hand. "Take him away, he's no longer of any use."

"Tomorrow, find a time to kill him, then dispose of his body properly, and finally, in my name, send an invitation to the Holy Sword Family to declare war."

After saying these words coldly, Luo Feng got up and went back to bed. He then pulled the blanket over himself and began his rest for the night.

The office was initially silent.

But the silence lasted only a few seconds before Scorpion waved to his underling.

The two henchmen who received the signal immediately took the young master away.

Meanwhile, the young master was frantically begging Luo Feng to give him another chance.

What I didn't expect was that even after the young master kept wailing, even to the point of being imprisoned in the dungeon, Luo Feng didn't make any response.

It was as if he had completely given up at that moment.

And that's exactly what happened.

The young master's repeated betrayals, even his personal betrayal, have made Luo Feng completely disappointed in him.

Some people who have just joined the group might find this a bit strange?
Luo Feng is usually quite amiable, so why has he suddenly become so violent today? Is the young master not even giving him a chance?
Only the scorpions knew the truth.

When the warship seized the young master at sea, his fate was sealed.

Let alone these people coming to beg for help, even if the Heavenly King himself came, it wouldn't make a difference.

In a nutshell, just one sentence.

The young master is doomed.

……

Early the next morning.

Poison Scorpion then personally delivered the young master's death photos to the Holy Sword family's group located on Nanfen Island.

The group's leader was initially skeptical, thinking that Poison Scorpion was just talking nonsense.

As he saw the photos with his own eyes, especially the scenes that couldn't be reproduced on a computer, and even the desperate expression on Shao Zhong's face before his death, he gradually came to believe that the photos were real.

That means their young master has been confirmed to have been killed by Luo Feng's men.

"you……"

"You have some nerve! Are you trying to completely sever ties with our Holy Sword family? Aren't you afraid of our retaliation?"

The group's head roared wildly, even slamming his fist on the table and shouting.

Looking at the group's head, Scorpion smiled slightly.

"Now that we've already killed your young master, doesn't that mean we've declared war on you?"

"Then what's the point of you saying all this now?"

"I'm genuinely a little curious, aren't I?"

Poison Scorpion's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over the head of the group's leader.

This not only made the group's head feel very comfortable, but it also changed his expression.

Of course.

The change in the group leader's expression didn't mean he wanted to start a fight on the spot; it was just that his anger gradually turned back into sobriety.

Yes.

Their young master has already been killed, so what right does he have to point fingers here?

Or what right does he have to be here?
"All right."

"I've already sent you the photos, so there's no need for me to say anything more."

"You all should take good care of yourselves and try to live a little longer, otherwise it would be too meaningless if we didn't have a target for revenge."

"So I'll go back and prepare first."

"I believe it won't be long before we can officially start the war. I also hope you can show us some real skills and let us see if you are really as powerful as the legends say."

After saying these words, Scorpion left with his men.

Although the enemies within the group had already blocked their path in layers, as Poison Scorpion walked, those surrounding enemies unconsciously made way for them.

They looked as if they were welcoming their king.

Even the group's leader, upon seeing the scorpion's extremely arrogant back, unusually refrained from ordering an immediate attack.

This doesn't mean he didn't want to avenge the young master, or that he didn't want to attack on the spot.

He was simply too terrified to speak.

His brain had been so terrified that it shut down, and all he could think about was the young master's affairs. How could he possibly order a counterattack against the Poison Evil?
……

"Good good."

"It's really great."

"It seems that Luo Feng really doesn't intend to let us go this time."

Inside the conference room of the Holy Sword Clan headquarters, the old patriarch received news of his son's death in battle. He didn't say a word, but simply sat quietly on the table, staring intently at the white walls.

There were no tears in his eyes, not even a glimmer of light, but those around him could sense his helplessness and his silence.

There was simply no other way.

"Elder Chief, please don't be angry. Let's think about what to do next."

"Now is not the time to think about things, young master. You need to come up with a plan quickly. That guy Luo Feng has already declared war on us. It won't be long before he launches a full-scale attack. What methods do we have to stop him? Or rather, eliminate him?"

The eldest elder, sitting to the left of the old patriarch, broke the silence and asked the old patriarch a question.

The old patriarch glanced at him, a barely perceptible glint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

He knew that the elder was mocking him.

Because the eldest elder's grandson had long wanted to take the position of clan leader, even if it was just as an intern clan leader.

However, given the old patriarch's connections and his son's strength, it was already clear that this matter would not be so easy.

Now that the old patriarch's son, the young master, has died at Luo Feng's hands, whether or not they seek revenge on Luo Feng, wouldn't the first in line to inherit be the eldest elder's son?
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