The Dragon Group immediately took action, with a large group heading towards Yanjiao Mountain.

Meanwhile, Ren Feng's face was extremely grim. Purple Thorn was indeed insidious—a mere bait intended solely to kill him.

If not for his years of crisis instincts, he might have perished here this time.

At that moment, his phone rang.

"My dear Feng, I didn't expect your skills to remain so agile," came Purple Thorn's mocking voice.

Ren Feng didn't reply. When he dashed out of the factory, he had already judged that the opponent was on the mountaintop!

"However, if you just died like this, the game wouldn't be fun anymore," Purple Thorn said coldly, with a bloodthirsty chill in his eyes. "Next, there are two more stages. Your power as the King of Mercenaries is strong, but let's see how fast you are."

As Purple Thorn's words fell, a warning sign appeared in Ren Feng's heart. Without any hesitation, his fast-moving figure abruptly halted and then veered sideways. Immediately, a loud boom echoed from where he had been!

Ren Feng looked up, his pupils involuntarily contracting. A giant crossbow!

And not just one giant crossbow—there were several set up there. The power and penetration of these crossbows are even more terrifying than machine guns!

Besides the crossbows, countless whooshing sounds rang out, with sharp, cold arrows breaking through the night sky, shooting directly at Ren Feng.

The arrows brushed past Ren Feng's clothes, striking the concrete road, sparking flames.

These arrows weren't the ancient type but modified with modern technology, their lethality not inferior to firearms. What's more, the arrowheads were coated with poison.

With arrows coming one after another, Ren Feng dashed into the nearby forest without hesitation, moving like the wind, the arrows all sweeping the ground behind him!

The firepower points also shifted their attack, and seeing Ren Feng enter the woods, a brawny man set up a burning glass bottle, pulled the trigger, and with a swoosh, the flaming bottle flew into the grove where Ren Feng had just entered.

"Boom!"

The glass bottle exploded, and the intense explosion resounded again, with the grove instantly bursting into flames, high temperatures, and crackling fire.

Ren Feng's face was icy, focusing on the dozen targets, his figure as stealthy as a night cat hidden in the forest.

Those experts had taken the high ground—a row of over a dozen people armed with various long-range crossbows, aiming below.

After Ren Feng disappeared into hiding, they couldn't find the target.

Lightly leaping and swiftly darting through the forest, Ren Feng watched the dozen black-clad men not far away through the trees, quickly calculating in his mind.

There was some distance from the forest to that stronghold, and they needed to be quickly dealt with, but how to approach them?

Listening to the reports from his subordinates, Purple Thorn continued to coldly sneer in his heart: Since you've entered the forest, you've fallen into my second trap.

Ren Feng took a breath. Along with a faint fragrance, this seemed to be from a unique plant in the forest, but he paid no attention to it.

He picked up a stone with his right hand and threw it fiercely into the distant forest. Enhanced with True Qi, the stone shot straight out at an extremely high speed, breaking countless tree branches with a series of snapping sounds.

The people at the stronghold instantly noticed this anomaly, aiming their weapons directly at that section of the forest, and sharply firing arrows!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Arrows flew furiously, homemade incendiary bottles continuously launched out, as crossbows took aim, and the dozen black-clad men coldly watched that part of the forest.

The lush trees suffered at this moment, but Ren Feng was on the other side. With True Qi surging, with a swoosh, he shot towards the firepower point like an arrow released from a bowstring!

Behind Ren Feng, countless afterimages were left in his wake, his speed reaching the extreme!

Almost instantly, Ren Feng appeared on the left side of the stronghold, his body like a roc in the sky pouncing at those subordinates!

One subordinate was shocked, trying to aim his bow and arrow at Ren Feng, but Ren Feng, still in mid-air, suddenly kicked out, sending the weapon flying away!

The other subordinates reacted quickly. Seeing Ren Feng rush in, someone immediately engaged, while several others attempted to aim their weapons at Ren Feng.

But their speed was too slow. Ren Feng's powerful kick directly struck the chest of the lead subordinate, sending him flying.

Landing in an instant and pushing off with a foot, Ren Feng continued to surge forward, his hands bursting with terrifying True Qi, sweeping out with a deadly strike!

In that moment, Ren Feng's power was astonishing—one subordinate in front couldn't withstand it, getting struck in the chest, his organs and bones crushed by the immense force, his internal body turned to pulp almost instantly.

With a glance, as those behind tried to grab their darts, Ren Feng's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, punching fiercely at the second subordinate's chest.

Boom!

Almost immediately, the subordinate was blasted away by the powerful force, flying back and crashing into someone behind him!

The force was immense, causing these men to fly back like a string of fish on the line—all squeezed together on the ground.

A nearby glass bottle was flicked up, slicing forward suddenly, and instantly flames engulfed the subordinates.

"Ah!"

Crackling sounds followed, with a roasting meat scent. The black-clad men screamed hideously, consumed by a simple gasoline-based incendiary bomb!

Crying out miserably, Ren Feng coldly watched them, immediately picking up a weapon nearby to finish them off.

All the black-clad men were dead. Tossing aside the weapon, Ren Feng looked ahead.

On this mountaintop, there was also an abandoned old building, a large structure built last century, now left as a tourist attraction.

Ren Feng's phone rang again.

"King of Mercenaries, your skills are still so strong. I can't help but applaud you," Purple Thorn's voice carried an eerie chill and killing intent.

"I've come up. You don't have to hide and seek anymore," Ren Feng said lightly. "Our enmity ends tonight."

"King of Mercenaries, why rush? This game isn't over yet," Purple Thorn smiled coldly. "I'm in the hall ahead of you."

Ren Feng walked forward.

But before reaching the building, from the doors surged countless strong hyenas, among them even Tibetan mastiffs!

"These dogs are the result of my careful selection and drug injection—just a warm-up for you," Purple Thorn sneered before hanging up the phone.

Ren Feng looked at the barking strong hyenas charging forward, his expression darkening.

For these hyenas were different—their eyes were blood-red!

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