Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 305: The Empty Gambling House

Without a moment's hesitation, Lin Feng accelerated, dashing forward like an arrow from a bow. His speed was so fast that he instantly surpassed Chen Yu, leaving him far behind at an astonishing speed. The wind whistled past his ears, and he had only one thought in his mind: to rush to the gambling house in the capital and find Chen Xiner.

Lin Feng used the same method to scale the city wall. His figure flashed across the night sky like a swift nighthawk. The height of the wall was no problem for him; he easily leaped over it and landed on the streets of the city.

The night in the capital was far from peaceful. Though the streets were sparsely populated, a few faint lights still flickered. Lin Feng didn't pause for a moment, sprinting across the city's rooftops. His steps were light and powerful, each leap encompassing a vast distance. The tiles on the rooftops made a gentle creak beneath his feet, as if audibly expressing his impatience and anger.

As they neared the gambling house, Lin Feng's eyes grew even more resolute. He leaped from the rooftop, and as he landed, there was a considerable noise. The bluestone floor cracked under his footsteps, making a dull thud. The air around him trembled slightly, as if shaken by his aura.

At this moment, Lin Feng looked at the closed gambling house, his anger growing even stronger. His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out, and his eyes were filled with coldness and determination. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and pointed his palm at the gambling house door.

A powerful surge of Qi surged through him, like a volcano about to erupt. With a sudden effort, he unleashed a powerful stream of Qi from his palm, creating a powerful shockwave. Like a surging ocean wave, it rushed directly towards the gambling house's door with unstoppable force.

The gambling house's door was instantly shattered by the powerful impact. Wood chips flew, and smoke and dust filled the air. Lin Feng lowered his right hand, his eyes devoid of any mercy. He lifted and lowered his foot, and directly entered the gambling house's first floor lobby.

There was nothing here except the gambling table and chairs, and it was pitch black. Lin Feng's expression darkened even further, his eyes scanning the darkness, as if trying to identify an enemy hidden there. He raised his hand and swung it vigorously, forming a tornado centered around him.

The tornado roared with immense force. It blew away all the gambling tables and chairs in the first-floor lobby, sending them crashing into walls and pillars before falling to the ground, completely damaged. The strong winds ripped open the windows, sending the paper flying everywhere. Even the doors and windows on the second floor creaked and creaked under the force of the wind.

Then, Lin Feng leaped to the second floor. The rooms on the second floor were all empty, not a soul in sight. A flicker of confusion and anger flashed across Lin Feng's eyes. He didn't know where the enemy had hidden Chen Xin'er. He carefully searched each room for clues, hoping to find some clues.

He walked into a room, went to the back, and smashed the window. As the window shattered, a courtyard and surrounding houses came into view. A glimmer of hope flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He jumped out of the window and slowly walked inside.

His steps were light, yet full of power. His eyes scanned the surroundings warily, ready to respond to any enemy that might appear. Then, he raised his hands to the sides, palms facing the door.

He unleashed another burst of Qi, blasting every door open with a resounding roar. However, no one was inside. Lin Feng's heart was filled with disappointment and anger; he had no idea what the enemy was up to.

He walked straight to the end of the yard. Facing the house in front of him, Lin Feng did not let it go. He released his true energy again and blasted the door open. The room was still empty, with only some shabby furniture and dust.

Lin Feng stood in the room, his eyes filled with confusion and anger. He didn't know where Chen Xin'er was, nor did he know how to continue searching. But he knew he couldn't give up. He had to find Chen Xin'er, no matter what the cost.

At this moment, Lin Feng's mind was filled with all kinds of speculation. He didn't know where they had hidden Chen Xiner. He could only continue to search for clues, hoping to find Chen Xiner's whereabouts.

Lin Feng moved slowly, each step feeling heavy, as if he were carrying a heavy burden. He reached a passage on the far right, which led to the gambling house's backyard. The backyard was relatively small, housing a kitchen, a woodshed, and other facilities. Normally, these areas were filled with the scent of daily life and the bustle of everyday life, but now, there was only a dead silence.

Lin Feng's footsteps echoed in the silence, each one a knock on his heart. He reached the first door, raised his right hand slightly, and a powerful surge of Qi instantly gushed out, sending the door crashing down under the impact. His eyes held no trace of emotion, as if this were merely a mechanical movement. He entered the room and quickly scanned the area, only to find it empty.

He didn't pause, continuing toward the next door. Same action, same result. He blasted open door after door, each time his hopes shattered in an instant, leaving only endless disappointment. Lin Feng's heart was filled with anger and despair. He had no idea where the enemy had hidden Chen Xin'er, nor did he know how to continue his search.

Finally, all the doors were opened, and all hope vanished. Lin Feng lowered his hands, bowed his head, and clenched his fists tightly. His body trembled slightly, a physical manifestation of the pain and anger within him. Chen Xiner's smile, her gentleness, and every moment they had shared kept resurfacing in his mind. And now, she had been kidnapped again, and he was powerless to stop her.

Lin Feng turned abruptly, his eyes filled with determination and anger. He looked up at the house before him, a building once teeming with life and bustle, now a mere ruin. He raised his right hand, gathering his Qi. A powerful force surged through his palm like a volcano about to erupt.

Tears glistened in Lin Feng's eyes. He hated his own incompetence, hated himself for not protecting Chen Xin'er. He had only one thought in mind: to vent, to vent the pain and anger within him. Without hesitation, he struck the ground with his right hand.

The moment his fist made contact with the ground, a powerful shockwave spread outward. The force was like a surging ocean wave, carrying an unstoppable momentum. Houses collapsed under the powerful impact, and the ground cracked forward, with several cracks spreading outward.