#365 - Chapter 365: The House Was Stolen
The remaining two men in black had one's dominant hand quickly pierced, and the other's right leg suffered the same fate.
They fell to the ground in agony, their weapons slipping weakly from their grasp.
Cheng Feng flashed into action, quickly reaching their sides.
With practiced skill, he dislocated their jaws,
ensuring they could no longer bite open the poison sacs in their mouths.
The archer on the rooftop, witnessing this, was greatly alarmed, realizing that the enemy he faced was far more powerful than he had imagined.
He hastily adjusted his stance, attempting to fire an arrow to hinder Cheng Feng's pursuit while buying himself time to escape.
However, the moment his arrow left the string, Cheng Feng effortlessly dodged it with a flash of movement.
Immediately following, Cheng Feng erupted into action, charging towards the rooftop like a cheetah.
The Grandmaster-level Chaotic Void Steps were not practiced in vain.
Cheng Feng's speed was so great that the archer had no time to react.
Just as the archer turned to prepare to fire another arrow, Cheng Feng had already arrived behind him,
a master-level Water Arrow quietly forming, delivering a fatal blow to his back.
The archer only managed to let out a terrified scream before the Water Arrow's immense power pierced through his body.
He collapsed powerlessly to the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.
Cheng Feng stood beside him, coldly watching everything, as if observing an insignificant performance.
Seeing the archer dead, he didn't take any further action, storing the corpse in his spatial ring.
Only then did Cheng Feng take a deep breath, feeling the coolness of the night breeze.
This battle ended with astonishing speed.
It was also a test of Cheng Feng's full strength.
The result was not bad.
Moreover, the leader-like figure said that people like him were 'Variants'?
This novel term made Cheng Feng want to understand more.
His Water Manipulation was a mutated talent from the Black Flood Dragon.
If these black-clothed people called it a 'Variant,' did that mean there were others with such skill talents?
Cheng Feng didn't know, so he specifically left two people alive.
Since leaving Clear Stream County, Cheng Feng felt that this world was indeed too big,
and he was far from sufficient in all aspects!
He had Eight Hundred take the two men, with the robotic dog lurking ahead to clear the path in the dark.
Cheng Feng couldn't wait to return to the Cheng residence and interrogate them.
"Clang, clang, clang."
Cheng Feng stepped forward and knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.
The silent environment made Cheng Feng feel a sense of unease.
The moonlight was thin, shining weakly through the sparse clouds, barely illuminating the outline of the residence.
The night wind blew, carrying a hint of coldness, and also stirring up a few dry, fallen leaves on the ground,
making rustling sounds, adding to the sense of gloom.
Cheng Feng tightly gripped the weapon in his hand, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.
The Cheng residence was usually not lively, but it shouldn't be so deathly silent, as if even the air had solidified.
How could those servants arranged to take turns guarding the night not hear the knocking?
Furthermore, he smelled a faint scent of blood.
Although the smell was weak, it was enough to make him feel alert.
"Eight Hundred, robotic dog, you go in first and proceed with caution," Cheng Feng whispered.
Hearing this, Eight Hundred immediately stuck to the corner of the wall, silently moving forward.
Its steps were light, making almost no sound.
Jumping, stepping forward, flipping over the wall, all in one smooth motion.
The robotic dog turned into a streak of light and retreated a few meters,
using the momentum of a jog to leap up.
It instantly blended into the night, leaving only a faint metallic sheen.
Cheng Feng followed closely behind, but did not rush to follow.
He found a hidden corner, concealed himself, and began to observe the movements inside the Cheng residence.
In the darkness, the outline of the Cheng residence appeared even more blurred,
but with the help of the faint moonlight, Cheng Feng could still vaguely see a few closed doors and a few dimly lit lights.
He was extremely anxious, but did not dare to act rashly,
and could only wait patiently, hoping that Eight Hundred and the robotic dog could send news as soon as possible.
After all, facing enemies in the dark, rashly charging in without knowing the situation,
was a consequence that Cheng Feng could not bear.
Cheng Feng was also annoyed, how could he encounter so many troublesome things as soon as he arrived?
Was finding a Silver Body skill like stirring up a hornet's nest?
Just then, a loud shout broke the silence of the night. "Who's there? Who's there?"
A man in black flashed out from the shadows, his eyes sharp, his figure agile, clearly a master.
He heard the movement outside the window and immediately became alert,
and then struck out with a palm, the wind of the palm fierce, directly approaching the place where Eight Hundred was hiding outside the window.
Cheng Feng was shocked and immediately held his breath, his eyes fixed on the direction from which the sound came.
"Not good, that's where the inner courtyard family members are!"
Cheng Feng thought to himself, besides some maids, there was only the only woman in the Cheng residence, Su Qing.
The thought of the possible danger Su Qing might be facing made his heart ache as if it were pricked by needles.
"Damn it, if you dare to touch a hair on my woman, I'll never be done with you in this lifetime!"
Cheng Feng swore secretly in his heart, his eyes flashing with a ruthless light.
Just then, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the inner courtyard, obviously someone had been disturbed.
Cheng Feng's heart tightened, knowing that the time was ripe and he could no longer wait.
Taking a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a resolute light,
his figure flashed, taking advantage of the cover of the night,
like a black flash of lightning, he sped towards the inner courtyard.
Although Eight Hundred was hit by the black-clothed man who shot out from the shadows,
it was not made of flesh and blood, so there was no bloody scene of flying flesh.
Only a dent was made in its chest, showing the power of that blow.
The man in black watched Eight Hundred take his blow without a sound,
and sneered: "Good skill, no wonder you dare to ruin our big plan."
Then he attacked again.
Cheng Feng hurried along the way, his heart concerned about Su Qing's safety.
The night wind howled, Cheng Feng's figure quickly shuttled between the eaves and walls of the Cheng residence, silently approaching the inner courtyard.
Cheng Feng's heart was full of urgency and determination,
"Su Qing, you must not have anything happen to you!!"
The chauvinistic Cheng Feng could not accept the insult of his woman.
Along the way, Cheng Feng's heart was filled with anger as he saw the corpses in the courtyard of the Cheng residence.
As he gradually approached the inner courtyard, he suddenly heard fierce fighting sounds coming from ahead.
Cheng Feng was overjoyed, knowing that Eight Hundred had already engaged with those black-clothed people.
He immediately accelerated, and soon, Cheng Feng saw the battlefield ahead.
He saw Eight Hundred entangled with a black-clothed man, the other's figure agile, his movements swift, obviously a master.
Although Eight Hundred was brave, it seemed very difficult to resist the opponent's fierce offensive, and each attack could only be barely blocked.
And there were some black-clothed people surrounding Eight Hundred.
Cheng Feng flashed, instantly appearing behind a black-clothed man,
the weapon in his hand flashed like lightning, directly piercing the opponent's chest.
The black-clothed man's eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe everything in front of him, and then fell powerlessly to the ground.
This blow shocked and frightened the other black-clothed people, and then they felt shame and anger, and attacked Cheng Feng.
Cheng Feng was not afraid, his figure was flexible, dodging the opponent's attack, while counterattacking repeatedly.
Various Grandmaster-level skills and the two skills of Water Manipulation and Water Arrow cooperated, making it difficult for the black-clothed people to resist.
