Chapter 73: Reaping Unexpected Gains

Within the dilapidated and desolate Wanka Dream City residential complex, a thunderous rumbling echoed.

Crack!

A snake tail as thick as a human waist lashed out like lightning towards the two Indians wielding massive curved blades. The two martial artists leapt up swiftly, soaring five or six meters into the air, grabbing onto the window railings of a nearby residential building. The snake’s tail slammed viciously into a nearby tree, snapping the trunk at a height of five or six meters with a loud crack, before the tree crashed down with a thunderous roar.

“Haha, you want to kill me?” Luo Feng shouted, dashing forward with a shield in one hand.

Both heads of the Two-Headed Black Line Snake furiously pursued Luo Feng!

Swoosh! Swoosh!

He flung two throwing knives with a flick of his wrist. Though it seemed as though Luo Feng physically threw the blades, in reality, the moment they left his hand, they were fully controlled by his mental energy, accelerating to an astonishing speed. To the naked eye, only blurred trails of cold light could be seen, enveloping the Two-Headed Black Line Snake in a deadly haze.

“Hiss~ Hiss~” The snake hissed and dodged frantically.

“Change course!” Luo Feng’s eyes narrowed coldly.

The two knives subtly altered their trajectory. Given that the knives moved faster than bullets from a sniper rifle, no one else could even perceive the change in direction.

“Thud!” “Hiss!”

One knife whizzed past the left snake head, while the other struck it directly. This was the sixth knife Luo Feng had thrown, all aimed at the left head. Now, the left head was already drenched in blood, grievously wounded and terrifying to behold.

“Hoo!” Luo Feng moved as lightly as a swallow, his running speed was frighteningly fast.

“Good!” shouted the Indian leader, who wielded an alloy staff, his voice brimming with excitement. Taking advantage of the snake’s pursuit of Luo Feng, he struck like a man attacking a drowning dog, delivering blow after blow with his staff against the right head of the Two-Headed Black Line Snake. The snake dared not allow its head to take the direct hit and could only desperately dodge.

Though the staff might seem less powerful compared to the sharp tip of a spear, each strike concentrated immense force onto the small surface area of the staff’s tip, creating a devastating blunt-force impact.

“Come on, Indians, push harder!” Gao Feng shouted.

The two other Indian warriors, each wielding a massive curved blade and a shield, joined Gao Feng in attacking the body of the Two-Headed Black Line Snake. Their goal was twofold: to prevent the snake from using its tail to attack Luo Feng and the Indian leader, and to strike at the snake’s most vulnerable spot—the area corresponding to the legendary “seven-inch” weakness.

Though the snake was confident in its defense, it dared not allow Gao Feng and the others to strike its vital areas. Thus, its tail lashed and coiled repeatedly, desperately trying to fend off the three attackers.

“Whoosh!”

Luo Feng’s shield on his left arm was propelled by his mental energy, and with a powerful push from his feet, he shot toward Gao Feng’s position. As he neared, he whispered urgently, “Captain, while you attack up close, use your hammer and throw it at the left head of this big snake!”

“Hehe, got it.” Gao Feng immediately understood Luo Feng’s plan.

Luo Feng moved unpredictably and stealthily across the battlefield, never engaging the snake directly, always circling around with his incredible speed.

“Yaa!” Suddenly, the Indian leader let out a low roar, his face turning red as his blood surged to its peak. In an instant, he looked like a legendary Buddhist warrior, his staff suddenly accelerating to an incredible speed. With a reckless charge, he rushed straight at the Two-Headed Black Line Snake, unleashing a flurry of staff strikes in a blink of an eye!

Bang! Bang!

Two of the dozens of staff strikes landed heavily on the right snake head. The massive head shook violently, seemingly dazed, and with a thunderous crash, it slammed down onto the ground below.

“Screee!” The left head of the Two-Headed Black Line Snake immediately let out a terrifying roar. Its massive, soft, and sinuous body suddenly launched upward, attempting to flee rapidly.

“Hurry!” The Indian leader, the bald muscular man, shouted urgently.

“Die!” Gao Feng, who had been close to the snake, roared furiously. With all his might, he swung his heavy hammer, which flew like a cannonball straight at the left head of the Two-Headed Black Line Snake. The snake’s left head immediately tried to dodge, but Luo Feng, nearby, focused his mental energy on the hammer, instantly boosting its speed!

Boom!

The snake dodged at the last moment. Though the hammer didn’t strike its head directly, it hit the neck instead.

With the combined force of Gao Feng’s maximum strength and Luo Feng’s mental energy boost, the impact was immense. The left head of the snake was dazed and fell to the ground. As it began to recover and lift its head again—

Luo Feng’s lips curled into a faint smile.

“Thud!” A black throwing knife suddenly burst from the ground, piercing directly into the left head through the wound on its face!

The left head never rose again.

“Spurt!” The bald, muscular Indian leader drove his alloy staff like lightning straight into the right head’s eye, piercing through the Two-Headed Black Line Snake’s skull! Though the snake was already dead, its massive body continued to convulse and twist unconsciously before finally lying still.

“Haha!” The Indian leader burst into laughter.

“Brilliant.” Gao Feng grinned as he picked up his hammer, while Luo Feng smiled and collected his throwing knives one by one.

From start to finish, the Indians likely never realized that Luo Feng had controlled the weapons with his mental energy!

Especially the final strike—only after the snake’s head had fallen to the ground did Luo Feng control the knife to burst from beneath the earth and pierce into the snake’s brain.

“Friend.” The bald muscular man grinned and greeted Luo Feng and Gao Feng, “Good!”

“You’re not bad either.” Luo Feng replied with a smile. He could tell the man had used a desperate technique at the end, and even now, his face was flushed and his veins bulged.

“You take half, we take half!” the bald man declared.

Luo Feng pointed at the left head and smiled slightly, “Snake scales are split too.”

Both sides recognized each other’s strength. Whether it was Luo Feng’s team or the Indian team, they likely had warriors armed with firearms hidden nearby, equipped with sniper rifles. With both sides being so powerful, the atmosphere remained cordial. Luo Feng and Gao Feng began dissecting the left head of the Two-Headed Black Line Snake.

Meanwhile, the Indians dissected the right head.

“Luo Feng, that strike was brutal.” Gao Feng murmured softly.

Luo Feng smiled, retrieving the black throwing knife from the now-opened snake head—the very strike that had finished off the left head.

Suddenly—

“Hmm?”

Luo Feng and Gao Feng quickly turned around, as did the three Indian warriors.

Approaching from a distance were nine human warriors, most of them Asians. Upon seeing the massive snake corpse on the ground, the newcomers instantly recognized its immense value—worth over a billion credits. The sight of such a fortune caused greed to flicker in many of their eyes.

“Please leave!” The Indian leader, the bald muscular man, spoke in awkward Mandarin.

“Didn’t expect to run into the Tiger Fang squad here. Persistent bastards.” Gao Feng’s eyes swept across the approaching group.

Luo Feng remained silent as he observed the newcomers. Among the nine, besides the six from Tiger Fang, there was an elderly man, a tall, muscular white man, and a mixed-race youth.

“Haha, Gao Feng, you’re actually working with Indians? Hmph… But I must admit, killing this Two-Headed Black Line Snake is quite an achievement.” The Tiger Fang leader sneered, “Be smart and get lost. Our Thunder squad might spare your lives. Otherwise… well, don’t blame us. Oh, this Elder Liu is our Thunder squad’s leader. And this Mr. Karong is our deputy captain.”

Elder Liu was the old man, and Karong was the tall white man.

Luo Feng’s eyes turned icy.

“This is my first time in City 003, and this prey is mine. You can leave now.” The mixed-race youth said with a smile.

The old man and the white man flanked the mixed-race youth, scanning the group before them.

“Who dares steal my prey… dies!” The bald Indian leader growled lowly. The two men beside him, wielding massive curved blades, also radiated killing intent. How hard had it been to kill a Two-Headed Black Line Snake? First, it was rare to even encounter such a valuable mutated beast. Second, the battle had been exhausting.

Gao Feng, gripping his hammer, also glared with murderous intent.

“Come and take it if you dare.” Luo Feng stood atop the snake’s head, smirking coldly at the newcomers. “We killed the Two-Headed Black Line Snake. You lot… Oh, by the way, my brother’s sniper is already aiming at you!”

“Our sniper is also aiming at you!” One of the Indian trio, holding a massive curved blade, coldly declared.

Luo Feng, Gao Feng, and the three Indians stood beside the snake corpse, silently facing the nine newcomers.

“Sniper rifles?”

Many among the nine couldn’t help but glance toward the nearby residential buildings, but the dilapidated structures revealed no signs of life. And precisely because they saw nothing, they felt even more fear. The Tiger Fang squad knew well that the Hammer squad had a sniper named Chen Gu. Could the Indian squad possibly lack ranged weapon experts?