The gate was opened.
A middle-aged man stepped out, his head bare, with a fierce tiger tattooed on his chest, his presence as solid as a boulder, exuding a sense of heaviness.
Moreover, he was accompanied by two gigantic cockroaches, each as tall as a person, as large as a millstone, with heads shaped like triangles that moved flexibly, eyes bright and large; antennae long and slender; especially the insect armor on their bodies, which shimmered with a strange light like black obsidian.
"Magic Light Cockroach?"
Chen Feng furrowed his brow, his eyes flashing coldly, and snorted.
Cockroaches, a highly inferior species, live humbly in this world, unnoticed, unwelcome. Yet, they possess a powerful life force, appearing in dark, damp basements, and high-rise buildings of thirty or forty storeys. In places where survival seems impossible, as long as there is a slight chance, they can quickly develop and grow their colony...
This is a bug with an extremely strong life force, more so than ordinary beetles or ants, and the evolved cockroaches have legendary traits, capable of surviving in a vacuum for about two hours.
Magic Light Cockroach.
This is a rare variant among cockroaches, not only possessing an extraordinary life force, but also immunity to elemental attacks with their insect armor. Regular electric shocks, fire, or ice have no effect on them; once shattered against the insect armor, they are immediately rebounded.
This kind of variant is extremely rare, with only a 1% chance of appearing among a hundred evolved cockroaches. Chen Feng did not expect there to be two here.
Under these circumstances, the mouths of the two Magic Light Cockroaches held two severed corpses, with blood dripping onto the ground, appearing extremely ferocious.
Chen Feng did not deliberately hide; earlier during the chaos in the factory, he ordered everyone to move forward, and now, both sides instantly focused on each other.
The middle-aged man looked at Chen Feng’s group, a hint of gloominess in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Where did these rats come from, daring to attack my camp? Are you tired of living?"
The opponent’s momentum was overwhelming, and his voice was crisp and clear.
Silver.
This man was Wang Yong, and he had entered the Silver Realm, with full muscles, eyes filled with ferocity, his gestures like a tiger or leopard, causing fear.
Before the apocalypse, Wang Yong was a mafia giant in J City, wealthy and powerful, capable of covering the sky with one hand; half a lifetime of war had long fostered an aura of a superior individual in him, especially with the apocalypse awakening, making him an Insect Control Master, further enhancing his deterrence to the peak.
Just now when the camp rioted, he immediately ordered the Magic Light Cockroaches to massacre, directly tearing apart two crying women, brutally suppressing the crowd. This method alone showed he was not an ordinary person.
Wang Yong stared ahead, scrutinizing these people; Wei Xun, being a professional, could still resist the opponent’s pressure, appearing ready to fight, whereas the surrounding ordinary people showed signs of panic, avoiding Wang Yong’s gaze.
Behind Wang Yong was a group of fierce-looking thugs, all of whom were Wang Yong’s former lackeys, engaging in illegal trades in peacetime, like loan sharking, demolition, or kidnapping for ransom. They all held cleavers in their hands, forming a stark contrast between the weak and strong on both sides.
Chen Feng stood in front of the crowd, clearly the spokesman for these people. Wang Yong furrowed his brow, pondering; under normal circumstances, people fearing his reprimand would have trembled, feeling uneasy, even among professionals. However, the young man before him, seemingly not very old, exhibited an air of calmness, unaffected at all.
Moreover, when he saw the Dark Elf next to Chen Feng, he stared straight ahead. As a mafia boss, what kind of woman hadn’t Wang Yong seen? Students, housewives, office workers; he had power and money, even having some second-rate stars lying in his bed; he could be said to have seen countless women.
But...
The Dark Elf before him caused his heart to tremble; he had never seen such a beautiful woman, her face, her figure, and that faint disdain and coldness filled his mind like a psychedelic drug; at this moment, he wished he could press her beneath him, forcing her to moan in pain.
However, the longbow in the Dark Elf’s hand halted the flames in Wang Yong’s heart; he squinted, like a crocodile lurking in the water for prey: "Did you kill my people?"
The Dark Elf remained silent, and though both were of the same rank, she showed no fear.
"Are you Wang Yong?"
Next to him, Chen Feng suddenly spoke, his tone relaxed, devoid of emotion.
"Yes, I am. It’s your underlings who killed my people! Do you know who I am? Coming here to act wild, do you know the consequences? Let me tell you, even if you are Celestial King..."
"Oh? You’re Wang Yong, then that makes things easy..." Chen Feng interrupted him, grinning, showing Wang Yong his cold white teeth.
"Hmm? Who exactly are you?" Wang Yong’s expression changed, his forehead covered in fine cold sweat; for some reason, after seeing the opponent’s smile, his heart suddenly felt a sense of unease.
Being a professional, he had experienced this feeling for a long time.
Chen Feng’s smile grew wider, turning into a grimace. He looked towards the factory and the group of people peering from the door: "Who I am is not important; what’s important is that I will take over here from now on, as for you, you can just die!"
"Act now!"
The Dark Elf’s eyes turned cold, and she drew three arrows into her hand, simultaneously pulling the bow into a full moon and shooting at Wang Yong.
"Boom!"
Shooting stars.
—"Multi-Arrow!"
On the other side, Wei Xun, the loyal dog, stepped forward, scale armor emerging on his body. Within seconds, he transformed into a gigantic lizard, his eyes flashing with beast-like ferocity, spitting its tongue, and charging forward.
Fierce beast!
Real fierce beast!
Kill without a word!
For Chen Feng, coming here this time, he had no intention of negotiating; Wang Yong had controlled here for long, marking his imprint on everyone’s mind. Instead of submitting and worrying about the loyalty of others, it was better to go for broke, kill Wang Yong, and enjoy the population resources.
Silver?
Is it rare?
He had three such existences in his hand!
Summon!
Summon!
Two loud noises, with the Mourner and Inferior Demon appearing simultaneously, a surge of brutality and madness immediately filled the surroundings, brimming with a destructive scent, pouring towards Wang Yong like lava!