Long Feixue stared at Wu Feng, "My four men died at their hands. This vengeance must be exacted."

Lin Chen glanced at the injured Wu Feng and said indifferently, "You can seek revenge if you want, but let me offer you a word of advice. Although Wu Feng has been seriously injured, if you push him into a corner and he fights for his life, the casualties will be even greater."

"Hmph, I don't care. He must die today." Saying that, Long Feixue's body shot out like lightning, pouncing towards Wu Feng.

Wu Feng, clutching his wound, suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha, you want to take revenge on me? Come on then, Old Boy's just looking for a few to take down with him."

Just as Long Feixue rushed towards Wu Feng, a hand suddenly shot out from the ground, grabbing Long Feixue's ankle.

As Long Feixue charged forward, his body came to a sudden halt, and his face changed abruptly.

Electric currents ran through his foot, and the hand that had reached out instantly disappeared.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Almost simultaneously, several figures appeared in front of Wu Feng.

At this moment, a figure emerged from the ground, it was A-Tu.

"You guys?" Wu Feng's face changed drastically as he saw the sudden appearance of several people.

"You lot, didn't I tell you to leave? Why have you come back?" Wu Feng roared furiously.

"Boss, how could we abandon you? If we are to die, we'll die together," A-Tu said with a determined look in his eyes.

"Exactly, what's dying? A few decades later and we'll be heroes again," the others echoed in agreement.

"You guys!" Wu Feng let out a wry smile.

By now, the elites of Evil Dragon had surrounded Wu Feng and his men inside the factory.

Seeing the situation, Lin Chen couldn't help but frown.

It was clear that the Evil Dragon gang was ready to play for keeps, and should conflict break out, even if they were to wipe out this gang, the losses for Evil Dragon would still be very heavy.

"Director Long, I think if negotiations are possible we should try to avoid using force. After all, these people are trouble if they decide to play for keeps," Lin Chen said to Long Feixue.

Long Feixue snorted coldly, "Negotiate? These scoundrels have nothing to negotiate about. Lin Chen, as a member of the Dragon Group, I order you to join me in eradicating this band of outlaws."

Hearing Long Feixue's words, Lin Chen frowned, "I've already said that in the Dragon Group I'm just a temp. I've said what I needed to say. Either way, I'm not going to let my brothers risk their lives against a bunch of desperados."

"Lin Chen, you bastard, you're being indiscipline and disorganized."

But Lin Chen simply ignored her and had no intention of letting the others take action.

As for Wu Feng, Lin Chen thought him a real man.

To send his brothers away and stay behind to face death alone takes a courage not everyone possesses.

Especially considering the guys from Evil Spirit Island who had left and then turned back, willing to live and die with him, showed the place Wu Feng held in their hearts.

Lin Chen led his men out of the battle circle, with a major conflict about to erupt behind them.

Even though the Evil Dragon had numerical superiority, Wu Feng and his men fought as if in desperate straits.

In just a few minutes, three members of the Evil Dragon had lost their lives, while several from Evil Spirit Island were severely wounded.

Lin Chen had anticipated such a scenario long ago, and he knew this was only the beginning of the bloodshed.

Just then, a red-dressed woman from the side of Evil Spirit Island was hit by Long Feixue's Golden Needle in the throat and fell to the ground.

"Xiaoyun!" Wu Feng's eyes were streaked with blood.

"Boss, let's use the Forbidden Formation and fight them to the end for Xiaoyun's sake. Even if we die, we must let them feel the might of Evil Spirit Island," A-Tu's pupils were blood-red as he spoke.

Clamping his teeth, Wu Feng's eyes showed a look of pain. These brothers had been with him through life and death over the years, but now, he had led them into a trap, and he felt guilty.

After killing a man, Long Feixue revealed a triumphant smile and led the Long Group to launch a second wave of attacks.

"Boss, don't hesitate any longer, let's start. It would be my honor to die in battle with you, A-Tu. In the next life, I will still be your little brother," said A-Tu, even though he was seriously injured, he didn't show a hint of fear.

Seeing the ferocious assault of the otherworldly dragon elites, a resolute look flashed in Wu Feng's eyes.

"A-Tu, it's great to have a brother like you," Wu Feng said with a wretched smile, and suddenly slapped A-Tu's neck.

The sudden turn of events caused the faces of several people to change drastically. With a cold look in his eyes, Wu Feng said, "If you still consider me your big brother, take A-Tu and leave. Otherwise, I'll die right in front of you."

Wu Feng then pressed his palm against his own fontanelle, as if he was about to commit suicide.

The others exchanged glances, tears in their eyes, "Spirit Master!"

As the words fell, they unanimously knelt on the ground.

At that moment, Wu Feng suddenly turned towards Long Feixue and said, "Long Feixue, let my brothers go, and I'll kill myself."

Long Feixue was in the heat of the battle, "Let you go? What a pipe dream."

Seeing this scene, Lin Chen frowned, "Director Long, I think Wu Feng's offer is worth considering."

Lin Chen had a feeling that since Wu Feng suddenly dared to negotiate with Long Feixue, he must have something to rely on. If things really came to a desperate fight to the death, forcing Wu Feng to use some extreme measures, the casualties of the otherworldly dragons would definitely be greater.

"Lin Chen, and here I thought you were a man. Turns out you're just another who fears death. Your fear of dying does not mean that our Long Group and the otherworldly dragons are afraid to die. Today, they must all die here," Long Feixue said coldly.

Lin Chen's expression darkened, "Director Long, I am not afraid to die. I just don't want unnecessary sacrifices. Since you insist, so be it!"

With that, Lin Chen stepped back, signaling he would no longer interfere in the matter.

"Hmph, I'll show you what it means to be the dragon shield of a nation!" Long Feixue said to Lin Chen arrogantly.

"Foolish woman!" Lin Chen snorted coldly. Although he didn't want to see these otherworldly dragon elites die in vain, they were after all under Long Feixue's command, and he had no way to stop it.

In Long Feixue's eyes, these people were already on their last breath, merely struggling in vain. One more charge and she could capture them all.

"Wu Feng, you've run out of chances. You've got no bargaining power. Surrender, and you might be shown leniency. Otherwise, I'll make sure you die without a whole corpse today," Long Feixue roared.

Wu Feng sneered, "Fine then, if you seek death, don't blame me." As he spoke, his body suddenly turned a fiery red.

The others, seeing Wu Feng like this, changed their expressions drastically. The boss was planning to use the Forbidden Technique, to turn himself into a Blood Spirit, to carve a bloody path for them.

"Go, before I lose my sanity!" Wu Feng yelled.

The group thudded their heads to the ground three times in front of Wu Feng, their eyes brimming with tears, as they carried A-Tu and rushed toward the outer perimeter.

"Think you can escape? Today, all of you will die here," Long Feixue snorted coldly, leading a dozen otherworldly dragon members to pounce toward the group.

Not far away, Lin Chen's expression changed drastically upon seeing the blood-red Wu Feng, "Damn it! The otherworldly dragons are going to suffer a heavy loss."

With a sardonic laugh and a ferocious expression, Wu Feng's entire body turned red as he howled and charged at the otherworldly dragon members.