Shen Feng was ready to leave the abandoned outskirts.
However, about two minutes into his brisk walk, two figures appeared from his left, stumbling and running towards him.
Based on their movents as they ran, they seed to be severely injured.
Shen Feng was not one to ddle in others' affairs, but as the two figures approached, he frowned slightly, recognizing one of them.
The man and woman who were running towards him also saw Shen Feng. The middle-aged man among them looked surprised for a mont, then his face burst into extre joy. He ran up to Shen Feng and stopped, gasping for air, and then said respectfully, "Master Shen, it's really great to see you here."
This middle-aged man, dressed in tattered clothes and covered with wounds, was none other than Ding Tianhu, the instructor from the South Cloud Hell Training Camp.
Having witnessed Shen Feng's various abilities, he held nothing but the utmost respect for Shen Feng and regarded him as an Immortal.
Not long ago, Ding Tianhu led the mbers of the Hell Training Camp to Arica to carry out a mission. When they were preparing to return to Huaxia Country yesterday, they heard the conversation of the Living Dead rcenary Group in a prival forest not far from here.
Their presence was discovered by mbers of the Living Dead rcenary Group, and a fierce conflict ensued. Unfortunately, all mbers of the Living Dead rcenary Group were Ultra-capable.
Ding Tianhu and the mbers of the Hell Training Camp were no match for them. Only by taking advantage of the terrain of the prival forest and the Fireball Talisman they'd gotten from Shen Feng were they able to escape. However, the rest of the Hell Training Camp's mbers were probably already captured by the Living Dead rcenary Group.
Ding Tianhu escaped in order to report this incident to Huaxia as soon as possible. They had injured several mbers of the Living Dead rcenary Group with Shen Feng's Fireball Talisman.
Thus, the Living Dead rcenary Group's mbers were thoroughly enraged by them, and more were pursuing them from behind.
Ding Tianhu hadn't expected to encounter Shen Feng here, at this ti. Such a coincidence was even less likely than winning the lottery.
Shen Feng simply nodded at Ding Tianhu as a response. He didn't inquire about the entire incident because he simply wasn't interested.
The woman following Ding Tianhu seed to be around twenty-five years old, with a top-notch figure, especially her chest, which seed about to burst the seams of her combat suit. Her black hair was simply tied back in a ponytail, her facial features well-proportioned, and despite her pale skin being stained with so blood, it added a bit of valiance to her appearance.
The woman glanced at Shen Feng and heard Ding Tianhu repeatedly addressing him as Master. What was the ti for such pleasantries when they were in such a predicant? Even if one had a fortunate encounter with an acquaintance in such a situation, there was absolutely no ti for idle chat!
"Ding Tianhu, we need to find communication devices and contact ho imdiately. How long do you plan to dawdle here?" she scolded without hesitation.
She was much younger than Ding Tianhu, but she seed to be his superior.
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After saying this, the woman's eyes brightened, and she commanded Shen Feng, "Take out your phone and hand it over, quickly. Don't waste our ti."
Shen Feng didn't like being ordered around. If she had asked nicely, he might have lent his phone, seeing as he was acquainted with Ding Tianhu.
Upon seeing the woman yelling at Shen Feng, Ding Tianhu imdiately moved her several steps back and said, "Director Song, could you please wait to the side for a mont?"
After seeing Shen Feng, he was completely relieved. He knew that if Master Shen was willing, he could certainly rescue the mbers of the Hell Training Camp. Now he couldn't let this woman surnad Song spoil everything.
After approaching Shen Feng, Ding Tianhu quickly recounted the sequence of events and whispered an explanation of the woman's identity.
It turned out that this woman was a direct descendant of the Capital City's Song Family. She was the daughter of Song Tianhao's own uncle, nad Song Yuxuan—essentially Song Tianhao's cousin.
Shen Feng could naturally sense that Song Yuxuan's cultivation was at the third level of the Acquired State. However, because she had sustained serious injuries, she was completely unable to utilize any of her abilities and was no different from an ordinary person now.
In the Capital City, many descendants with cultivation from the various major families would often join so of the nation's secretive departnts.
This ti Ding Tianhu and his group had co to the United States for a mission, and Song Yuxuan, along with another person at the eighth level of the Acquired State, was supposed to prevent any unforeseen incidents from happening.
After all, the mission Ding Tianhu and his team were on was unrelated to the ultra-capable, so having Song Yuxuan and others join seed to be enough for the relevant departnts.
Unfortunately, they had overheard so secrets discussed by the Living Dead rcenary Group.
mbers of this rcenary group were discussing the Divine Secret Treasures, which they too intended to go after. The leader of the group had already pinned down the general vicinity of the treasure trove. Once they arrived at that area, they would patiently wait, confident that mbers of the Federation of the Ultra-capable would show up, revealing the exact location. They wanted to take advantage of the chaos to claim a share for themselves.
Again, the Divine Secret Treasures?
A slight intensity crystallized in Shen Feng's eyes. It seed that for the sake of the Divine Secret Treasures, a major battle among the overseas ultra-capable was imminent.
Song Yuxuan, who had been dragged away, kept looking in the direction where the mbers of the Living Dead rcenary Group were coming from, urging, "Ding Tianhu, why are you talking so much to him? Can't you see the situation properly? Do you want everyone here to die? Or do you think this kid is capable of dealing with the entire Living Dead rcenary Group? Get him to pull out his phone."
She couldn't feel any aura from Shen Feng, and given his youthful appearance, plus her ti spent abroad, she was unaware of the Huaxia Country dical selection competition.
Shen Feng casually took out his phone from his pocket, and seeing that Song Yuxuan wanted to take it, he put it back in his pocket, "I do have a phone, but why should I let you use it?"
Feeling like she had been toyed with, Song Yuxuan's face flushed slightly with anger. Even though she couldn't exert any strength right now, she should still be a bit stronger than an ordinary person, right?
She delivered a side kick directly, intending to intimidate Shen Feng with it, confident that she could control it before striking him.
However, as Shen Feng held out his palm to block, urgency filled Song Yuxuan's beautiful eyes. She had no ti to waste here, hence she changed her mind and did not plan to hold back the side kick anymore.
There was a "bang!"
But Shen Feng easily caught the right ankle Song Yuxuan had kicked at him.
Since her pants were badly torn earlier, she had converted her jacket into sothing resembling a skirt and simply wrapped it around her lower body.
But now that she had kicked out and Shen Feng had grabbed her ankle, what underwear she was wearing underneath was completely exposed.
Shen Feng was directly facing Song Yuxuan, making it hard for him not even to notice!
Upon seeing this, Song Yuxuan's face instantly flushed with an indelible red, she yelled, "You're shaless!"
"You vile and despicable wretch, let go of my foot!"
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