Similarly, in the stands of the entire football stadium, people were already riding the wave of victory, when Liu Feng scored the world-cla.s.s goal.

"The team from Donghai Technology University is awesome!"

"Who is that No. 10 player? He made a super long-range shot, and all his goals are world-cla.s.s shots. He must be a true world-cla.s.s, great, football star, to be able to play at the university sports meet, right?"

"Dam*, don't you know him? He is Liu Feng, and he gained his fame when he played in the group match."

After defeating the team from Nandu Normal University by a score of 18:0, Liu Feng's reputation had soared and attracted the attention of celebrities from the football circle. Even some big shots from world-cla.s.s football clubs, were now taking note of the football matches being played at all China universities' sports meets.

After the end of the game, many multimedia reporters swarmed after Liu Feng, to interview him.

However, Liu Feng did not pay any attention to these reporters and turned down all interview requests. In the end, the media could not find any way to get through to him, and focused their attention on Guo Wenyang, instead.

The next match for Technology University would be in four days' time, so Liu Feng had some spare time.

On the second day after the game, Yang s.h.i.+wen took him shopping, so that Brother Feng would have some leisure time, like any ordinary person, once again.

However, although Liu Feng was having a good time in Donghai City, it was not peaceful at the moment.

A serious-looking, middle-aged man, escorted by a well-trained bodyguard, appeared at the top of Moyun Mountain.

This middle-aged man looked at the scenery around him and with a glimmer of hatred in his eyes, asked "Have you found anything?"

"Report, Boss, we didn't find any clues about the young master, but through careful investigation, we found that there were traces of a fight that took place on the mountain and even firearms."

"Boss, there is some gra.s.s that had been flattened in the forest. It looked like someone had fallen there."

"Report, Boss, we found a small piece of jade with the..."

The bodyguards quickly reported the situation to the middle-aged man, one by one. When someone said that he had found a small piece of jade, the middle-aged man suddenly turned back.

"Bring it to me!"

The middle-aged man grabbed the piece of jade that was crystal clear.

This piece of jade was perfect, but there seemed to be a slight flaw, or it was not actually a flaw, but some engraving...

"This is my son, Tianbo's jade. After he successfully joined Poison Martial Group, my father gave this to him." The middle-aged man's face was extremely gloomy, and then he asked again, "Any clues about Liu Feng?"

"I found out that he is in Nanjing."

"There is another source that says Liu Feng is very close to the Yang Family, the wealthiest family in the East China Sea."

"There is some important news to take note of. Liu Feng took over the Sakura Club House in the East China Sea and changed its name to Fengyun Club House."

The middle-aged man pondered over the clues given by the bodyguards, and then muttered to himself, "The Fengyun Club House, very good. Now, let us head directly to the Fengyun Club House."

When the middle-aged man had just made the decision to go over to the Fengyun Club House, a bodyguard suddenly appeared from behind and shouted, "Boss, not good, I found Bluetooth monitors, everything we are doing here, seems to be under surveillance."

At the same time, Luo Tengfei, who was over at the Fengyun Club House, raised his hand and adjusted the big sungla.s.ses on the bridge of his nose. He shouted aloud, "The members of the noctivagant team have gathered together. Let's go and kill some b.a.s.t.a.r.ds."

As for what was going to happen in the East China Sea, Liu Feng certainly would not know.

At this moment, he was with Yang s.h.i.+wen and had finished a crazy shopping spree. The two of them sat in a cold drink shop and had ice cream.

When they were both eating happily, suddenly, a foreigner came over to their table.

"Sorry. I am old. I want to sit and take a break. I hope I am not bothering you." Although this foreigner was polite and looked quite exhausted, he had a smile on his face and had the manners of a gentleman.

Yang s.h.i.+wen said in a careless tone, "It doesn't matter. Please sit down, do you want me to buy an egg cone for you?"

"No, little sister, I will treat you ..." said the foreigner, who raised his right hand and gently stroked the table, "I will treat you to something good that you have not tried before"

Yang s.h.i.+wen saw that, with a mere light stroke, the elder had drawn a red line on the table.

Yang s.h.i.+wen didn't have a clue how the foreigner was able to draw this red line. What was even more fascinating was that after he moved his finger away, the red line continued to spread on the table, going directly toward Yang s.h.i.+wen.

"Danhong powder, only suitable for men to watch, but not suitable for women to eat, change this!"

At this moment, Liu Feng raised his hand, stroked the table, and a white line suddenly appeared on the table.

Like the red line drawn by the foreigner, the white line continued to spread forward after Liu Feng raised his hand, and intercepted the red line.

"Puff!"

After the red line and the white line met, there seemed to be a certain kind of chemical reaction, which resulted in a slight spark appearing and then disappearing at the same time.

Looking a little weary, the foreigner's eyes were fixed on Liu Feng.

Liu Feng looked at the foreigner and said with a smile, "Poison Scorpion. If you want to meet me, just show up. Why do you need to disguise yourself?"

The smile on the foreigner's face disappeared instantly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, that could not be concealed. But he hid it well and said, "Son, what do you mean by Poison Scorpion? I just showed you a little magic, I ..."

"In the Western underground world, you are ranked fifth on the killer list, Poison Scorpion, s.h.i.+ Zhengyang."

Liu Feng stared at the foreigner and said calmly, "Actually, I have been waiting for you to show up. I did not expect that you will appear at this time."

The foreigner' face fell in dismay, at this time, and he said, "So you can recognize me. Liu Feng, who are you?"

"You don't even know my ident.i.ty. Yet you dare show up in front of me, huh, huh!"

Liu Feng raised his hand and drew a combination of English and Chinese characters on the table - Fuen Liu.

"Fuen ... You are ... Impossible!" The foreigner suddenly shrank, and then his whole body was paralyzed, because Liu Feng's right hand was already on his shoulder.

At this moment, the foreigner could not get up, it was as if there was a mountain on his shoulder.

Liu Feng continued to speak, "s.h.i.+ Zhengyang, miscegenation of Italian and Chinese, you have a younger brother named s.h.i.+ Zheng'en. Are you here to avenge your brother? Or you came to die?"

The face of the foreigner changed indefinitely. After he pondered for a while, he said, "Lord Yama, I can give you some information in exchange for my life."

"Speak!" Liu Feng briefly spat out a single word.

Watching from the side, Yang s.h.i.+wen felt quite confused. She could not understand why this foreigner was addressing Liu Feng as "Lord Yama".

The foreigner said, "I am indeed s.h.i.+ Zhengyang, Poison Scorpion, the fifth on the killer list. But I have another ident.i.ty. I am one of the three poison kings of Poison Martial Group."

"Continue." Liu Feng said.

s.h.i.+ Zhengyang said, "We, Poison Martial Group have already decided to go all out to kill you and the beautiful Miss Yang, by your side. You have become a target for Poison Martial Group."

"Anything else?" Liu Feng asked.

"Yes."

s.h.i.+ Zhengyang said, "This time, I am not the only one who is here, but another poison king, Miao Xiong of Poison Martial Group, is also here. He is not only more skilful in the use poison than me, but the most vital fact is that his martial arts are also super powerful. If he goes into the west underground world, as long as he is willing to be a killer, it is very likely that the throne of the No.1 killer would be under threat."

"Threaten the No.1 killer?"

Liu Feng sneered and said, "You are exaggerating. No one can compare with that guy's ability to kill. Even for Miao Xiong, I don't think he can do that."

"Well, maybe I am lacking in knowledge and experience, I ..."

"Don't waste your time telling me bulls.h.i.+t, is there any other important information? If it's just that, it's not enough in exchange for your life."

"Yes, the most important information is ... Miao Xiong came with me, he is ..."

When the two men's conversation reached this point, s.h.i.+ Zhengyang, who had already revealed the despair on his face, suddenly showed a sinister sneer.

At the same time, Liu Feng's heart suddenly raced, as if there was an inexplicable sense of danger.