Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2112 - 441: The Warrior’s Panic 2

Previously on Urban Seduction: Housewives Club...
Wang Yue intensified his passionate encounter with Zhou Yifei, teasing and thrusting until she convulsed in multiple orgasms, her body yielding completely to the overwhelming pleasure. Exhausted but satisfied, he held her close as they drifted into sleep, mindful of conserving her strength amid their isolated circumstances in Tianhai. Meanwhile, Zhang Hunter, a lecherous scion of the Zhang family at the Tianyuan Realm, defied the clan's lockdown to stalk a young vendor woman, only to find the street eerily empty and confront the traitor Zhang Hong, who summoned a massive Diyue Realm assailant to ambush him with a brutal punch.

Zhang Hunter's strike was designed to compel the foe into a defensive posture. He figured the adversary would definitely switch up their moves to evade it.

Yet, the truth struck him like a brutal wake-up call—a literal smack to the cheek.

Rather than sidestepping, the foe barreled right into his kick. The instant the kick connected, the opponent slammed a fierce punch into his face.

Bang! Bang!

Two dull thuds echoed almost together, hurling both fighters backward through the air. The towering figure soared roughly ten meters at an angle, coughing up a gush of blood.

By contrast, Zhang Hunter took far lighter harm. For one, his cultivation surpassed the opponent's. For another, his kick landed first, softening the blow somewhat.

Thus, Zhang Hunter ended up with just a puffed-up face and no grave wounds.

Even so, the badly hurt giant had zero plans to quit. He hauled himself off the ground, popped a pill into his mouth, and charged ahead once more.

"Madman!" The timid dread the bold, the bold dread the reckless, and the reckless dread the suicidal.

Zhang Hunter wasn't exactly bold himself; now he confronted a total desperado. Despite his superior cultivation, fear gripped him. He swore under his breath and spun around to flee.

But Zhang Hong moved in and cut off his escape, declaring, "If you beat him in four minutes, I'll let you leave. If you attempt to run, I'll end you right here."

All in the Zhang family knew Zhang Hong's reputation. His promises held ironclad force. Faced with that, Zhang Hunter gritted his teeth and braced for the clash with the giant.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

The duo's fists and feet kept colliding relentlessly. Early on, the giant could only strike back after absorbing nine hits.

In a standard fight, Zhang Hunter would've claimed victory by then. Yet the foe refused to back down. He grew fiercer with each exchange, swallowing pills nonstop amid the brawl.

This giant turned out to be Li Gang.

While aboard the vessel, Zhang Hong hadn't lounged idly. He'd clashed directly and dropped Li Gang down to the Di Que realm. Without that, Li Gang's prior power would've let him overwhelm Zhang Hunter no matter the effort.

As the seconds ticked away, Li Gang's prowess surged. From retaliating only after nine strikes at the start, he soon managed it after eight, then seven...

Meanwhile, dread mounted in Zhang Hunter as the skirmish dragged on.

This giant seemed less than human. Though a full realm below Zhang Hunter, he'd endured countless brutal hits without crumbling. On the contrary, he powered up relentlessly, like some boundless reserve within him was ignited by Zhang Hunter's assaults.

Against this monster, Zhang Hunter would've bolted as far as he could if given the chance, vowing never to cross paths with him again.

But circumstances offered no such luxury. To avoid torment from this giant, he'd face instant death from Zhang Hong.

To stay alive, Zhang Hunter unleashed every trick he knew, pushing past his limits. What should've been full strength became an overclocked surge at 120%.

Still, it proved futile. His edge in cultivation and peak effort failed to topple the opponent.

After three minutes, from exhausting himself nonstop, Zhang Hunter's vital energy started to deplete.

At the same time, Li Gang kept escalating, slowly seizing control of the fight.

"The last minute!" Zhang Hong called out abruptly.

Li Gang let out a fierce bellow and ramped up his fury, aiming straight for Zhang Hunter's weak spots. He looked ready to keep going until the man was dead.

Deep down, Li Gang was straightforward and gentle, rarely resorting to violence against folks.

Zhang Hunter stood out as the exception, since Zhang Hong had filled him in on the guy's misdeeds.

With his own kin nearly victimized by this scum, Li Gang despised bullies who coerced women. In combat, he held nothing back.

Seeing no path to triumph and that persisting meant certain doom, Zhang Hunter lost all will to battle. He seized a gap to evade Li Gang's strike and bolted.

Pfft~

Zhang Hong flashed over in a blink. A single finger jab to Zhang Hunter's brow snuffed out his wicked existence.

"The timing is just right," Zhang Hong remarked. He lifted Zhang Hunter's corpse and inquired, "Did you gain anything?"

Li Gang paused briefly and replied, "It seems like I understood something, but I can’t really put my finger on it. I don’t know how to describe it."

Zhang Hong nodded, pleased. The vagueness in Li Gang's words only confirmed he'd truly grasped something.

Had it been mere pretense, he'd spout elaborate concepts. This vagueness signaled real insight.

As for their cultivation progress, neither brought it up. Li Gang craved hands-on battle wisdom.

If raw power boosts were the goal, no fight was needed. Zhang Hong could've swiftly demoted him to the Gui Zhen realm.

Li Gang's body was absurdly tough. Often, Zhang Hong found himself envious.

Zhang Hong strung up Zhang Hunter's remains in a visible spot at the street's edge. Their facial muscles shifted, altering their appearances instantly. Then they departed the scene without a fuss.

Meanwhile, the crew sealing off the corner scattered once word arrived.

They were mere hires taking pay for gigs. They never probed their boss's identity or grasped the street's events.

Once traffic resumed, Zhang Hunter's corpse quickly caught eyes. Relief washed over most, while a few eager to please the Zhangs hurried to notify them.

To their shock, upon hearing the news, the Zhangs didn't rush to claim the body from that alley. They opted to alert the authorities instead.

A while later, the Zhang clan's leaders assembled, eyeing the police-returned body of Zhang Hunter. Their faces were etched with severity.

"What are we supposed to do? Lock ourselves at home?" The leader of Zhang Hunter's group bellowed in rage. "Is the mighty Zhang family meant to cower like rats?"

"Zhang Hunter defied commands and ventured out alone, so he earned his fate," Zhang Jianyuan stated evenly. "But from the wounds, it looks like not just one assailant, but a whole group, set their sights on our clan."

"And this group boasts Transcendent Realm powerhouses, plus cutting-edge tech skills," another added, aligning with Zhang Jianyuan's view.

"They shut down surveillance across miles. The initial hit might've slipped through, but with city defenses now upgraded, they bypassed it anyway. Such tactics are unheard of."

The deeper their breakdown went, the more terrifying the picture. Even the youth's dumb purchase of the Wind God Leg from Lingyun Pavilion appeared as bait in a scheme.

"Ancestor, any ideas?" Zhang Jianyuan held sway, yet here he stood powerless, turning to the family elder for guidance.

The Zhang ancestor's sigh was soft. "No quick fixes come to mind. We'll observe for now."

Ultimately, they clung to the prior plan: banning all outings and needless risks. The household remained confined indoors.

This left the Zhang clan seething with irritation and confusion. If this sect-like power truly aimed to crush them, why the elaborate games?

They could've stormed in and wiped out the family outright.

The Warriors Alliance wouldn't bat an eye.

Truth was, had the Zhangs been gutsier and dispatched scouts to probe, they'd learn the foes weren't invincible and their ranks were thin.

But probing cost lives. A fresh clan might risk it.

The Zhangs, however, had grown soft from ease. Their spirit had faded from true warriors. Even facing doom, they clung to fleeting safety.

Post-meeting, Zhang Jianyuan led his son Zhang Lingtian to their quarters. He bolted the door and murmured, "Tian, I'm handing you family head powers. Over the coming days, snag those premium items from storage for yourself. Keep it quiet—no warnings."

Zhang Lingtian blinked in astonishment and queried, "Father, what do you plan to do?"

"These are dire times. The Zhangs may not endure," Zhang Jianyuan said with a heavy breath. "So father and son must prepare early."

"Has it gotten that bad already?" Zhang Lingtian started puzzled, then dawned hit him as he pressed, "Father, is there info you're holding back?"

"Yes, I've pieced together who's after us," Zhang Jianyuan affirmed with a nod. "Not sure the exact group, but their might rivals the capital's Kong family at least."

"What?!" Shock jolted Zhang Lingtian. The capital Kongs were elite, dwarfing the Tianhai Zhangs.

It was rumored they harbored Transcendent Realm elites, rivaling certain martial arts holy sites in prowess.

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