Chapter 11: The Operation Begins! Six Consecutive Kills

As soon as he appeared in the secret room, Chen Feng immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Because the items in his room had been disturbed.

He kept a mental note of the exact position of every object in his room.

If anything had been moved, he could tell at a glance.

Chen Feng immediately took a pistol from his bag, then slowed his movements and began to walk slowly toward the entrance of the secret room.

The lock on the secret room door was broken; it was clear that someone had forced their way in.

Before he even stepped out of the secret room, Chen Feng heard faint voices coming from the entrance of the abandoned mine in the distance.

"Is a small sect like the Xingfeng Sect really worth all of us brothers being mobilized? I don't know what the Big Boss is thinking."

"Shh! Keep it down. If the Big Boss hears you, you're done for."

"I heard the Sect Master of this Xingfeng Sect is no simple character. The Second Boss died at his hands, which is why the Big Boss summoned all of us here. We still need to be careful."

"If he were really an Innate expert, would he need to come to our Black Wind Stronghold's territory to build a sect?"

"I think that Chen Feng isn't an Innate expert at all. He probably ran away long ago; how could he possibly come back?"

Hearing the conversation outside, Chen Feng’s expression darkened. He hadn't expected the Black Wind Stronghold to act so quickly.

His plan to stall for time hadn't bought him much time at all.

Moreover, judging by the current situation, the entire Xingfeng Sect had likely already been taken over by the Black Wind Stronghold.

He hadn't expected He Sandao to be so decisive; this alone was enough to show that the man was difficult to deal with.

Chen Feng began to put on his bulletproof vest in the room; he dared not be careless when facing an Innate expert.

On top of that, there were many bandits from the Black Wind Stronghold, and it would be dangerous if he were surrounded.

After putting on the vest, Chen Feng slung his sniper rifle over his back and slowly opened the stone door.

Through the gap in the stone door, he saw six Black Wind Stronghold bandits guarding the entrance of the abandoned mine in the distance.

He looked at the pistol in his hand. The Taran pistol had an extended magazine with a capacity of twenty-one rounds.

Chen Feng calculated the order of his shots in his mind.

Chen Feng’s marksmanship was decent; when he went to buy guns, he would occasionally practice at shooting ranges in the Eagle Country.

After mentally rehearsing the operation, Chen Feng pushed open the stone door and slowly crept toward the mine entrance.

The reason he didn't choose to shoot from a distance was for fear of being discovered.

If they were to call out loudly, it would be troublesome.

The secret room was less than a hundred meters from the mine entrance. Before long, Chen Feng had crept up to the exit.

The bandits never imagined there would be danger inside the mine; their attention was entirely focused on the outside.

Their Big Boss had already been inside this mine, so they subconsciously assumed there was no one in there.

Chen Feng crouched low, using the darkness within the mine to cover his approach, and quickly closed in on the bandits.

At this moment, he was only about five meters away from them.

This distance was already very close, so he didn't continue to move forward.

Although these martial artists were not of a high realm, they were sharp-eared and keen-eyed; if he got any closer, he would likely be discovered.

Chen Feng raised his pistol and pulled the trigger directly at the nearest bandit.

He used the burst mode; the rate of fire was extremely fast, and with the silencer, the gunshots were very muffled.

Chen Feng’s trigger speed was fast. In less than a few seconds, three bandits had already been shot and fallen to the ground.

The remaining three bandits didn't react until their companions fell.

However, they had already lost their chance.

Almost immediately after taking down the first three, Chen Feng shifted his aim and pulled the trigger on the others.

The gunshots rang out again. Two of them were hit in the chest by Chen Feng and died instantly.

The last one was hit in both legs and fell directly to his knees.

Chen Feng immediately stepped forward, pressed the gun against the forehead of the bandit with the wounded legs, and covered the man's mouth with his hand

"Don't speak, don't move!"

The person Chen Feng had left alive was the one with the weakest internal energy among them.

He estimated the man was only at the second stage of the Postnatal realm.

He left a survivor because he wanted to ask some questions.

With the gun pressed against his head, the bandit was terrified. Although he didn't know what the object against his head was, he didn't dare to make any moves.

Just a moment ago, he had been chatting with his companions, but in just over ten seconds, all of them had fallen into a pool of blood.

He hadn't even seen what method this person, who had suddenly appeared, used to kill them.

Thinking of the rumors that the Xingfeng Sect Master was an Innate expert, and the inexplicable deaths of his companions, he immediately associated the man with the Xingfeng Sect Master, Chen Feng.

He just couldn't figure out why Chen Feng would appear behind them.

After subduing the bandit, Chen Feng scanned his surroundings; there were no other bandits near the entrance of the abandoned mine.

But there was no guarantee that someone wouldn't come to check, so he had to hurry.

"I ask, you answer. If you dare to scream, I guarantee you won't live long enough to make a sound!"

Chen Feng’s eyes were cold. More than a year of experience in the painting world had imbued Chen Feng, who was not a martial artist, with a murderous aura.

The bandit nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Chen Feng let go and asked

"How many people did the Black Wind Stronghold bring, and what is the current situation at the Xingfeng Sect?"

The bandit gasped for air before hurriedly saying

"All the brothers in the stronghold are here. The Big Boss also called an Innate expert friend to help. They are currently at the Xingfeng Sect headquarters..."

The bandit confessed everything quickly.

For a small-time bandit like him, there was almost no loyalty to speak of.

Chen Feng frowned. He Sandao was already difficult enough to deal with, and now another Innate expert had appeared.

At this moment, Chen Feng considered giving up the Xingfeng Sect territory.

Self-preservation and caution had always been his habits.

But if he gave this place up, he would only be able to return in secret in the future.

Having arrived in this world through the painting, he would only ever appear in the secret room of the abandoned mine.

Plus, he had just started cooperating with the state; it wouldn't be easy to explain if he couldn't provide the ore.

After deep thought, Chen Feng decided to give it a try.

If he couldn't take down He Sandao and the other Innate expert, he would return to the modern world and think of another way.

The small-time bandit whispered a plea for mercy to Chen Feng

"Sect Master Chen, spare me! I was forced to join the Black Wind Stronghold. I have an eighty-year-old mother at home..."

Chen Feng didn't wait for him to finish; he pulled the trigger.

The small-time bandit went still instantly.

Chen Feng wouldn't believe a single word from a small-time bandit.

Those who could become bandits in the Black Wind Stronghold had countless lives on their hands; there wasn't a good one among them.

As for having an eighty-year-old mother at home, what did that have to do with him?

Chen Feng would not have any mercy for his enemies.

Reloading his pistol, Chen Feng left the mine.

At the entrance of the Xingfeng Sect headquarters.

Wang Hu was being held by several men, kneeling before He Sandao. He had been captured by the Black Wind Stronghold.

At the time, Wang Hu had been chopping wood for his mother when the Black Wind Stronghold bandits arrived.

To avoid implicating his mother, Wang Hu hadn't put up much of a fight.

At this moment, Wang Hu was looking at a Xingfeng Sect martial artist beside him with angry eyes.

It was this person who had led the Black Wind Stronghold men to his home.

Only a few people knew his home address, and they were mostly brothers who had been through life and death with him.

Now that he had been betrayed, one could imagine his fury.

Under Wang Hu’s angry gaze, the Xingfeng Sect martial artist lowered his head, not daring to speak.

He Sandao looked Wang Hu over and said with a smile

"You are Wang Hu? To reach the seventh stage of the Postnatal realm in your thirties, your talent is not bad."

Wang Hu said nothing. He knew why the Black Wind Stronghold was looking for him; the current state of the Xingfeng Sect said it all.