Chapter 182: Big Bro Zhan

Chapter 182: Big Bro Zhan

Translator:Exodus TalesEditor:Exodus Tales

The call, which had come late, struck everybody's soul in the funeral hall.

People practically stopped breathing in such an enormous funeral hall. There was only the sound of the flickering of candle flames.

Du Peng kneeled at the side of the crystal coffin. After he shouted, "Big Bro", he stopped moving whatsoever. His body silently lay over there, not moving an inch.

Du Chaoqun and Du Chaopeng quickly shared gazes. From within each other's eyes, they could see the crucial opportunity to kill. The two people's legs treaded a step on the ground, and they leaped toward the seriously injured and unconscious Du Peng.

Today Du Peng had displayed a strength that was far too astonishing. Du Chaoqun and Du Chaopeng were very worried. If Du Hen couldn't think of any other option and chose this bastard, they would not have any chances in the future.

These two brothers lacked the talent and diligence of Du Zhanpeng, yet they were also blood of the Du Family. The martial arts they learned weren't martial art that ordinary people could learn just by spending money. They utilize the Floating Snow Piercing Clouds Step at this moment.

The Floating Snow Piercing Clouds Step was famous for something when it was trained to the peak. During a snowstorm, it is said that a martial artist could step on snow that had yet to touch the ground and move like a hurricane.

Though the two brothers had not trained this technique to the peak, they, who were at the three-star peak, unleashed their strength, and their speeds were just as astonishing. Such speed would leave the majority of four-star martial artists in the dust.

Without Du Yu expressing his position, not one of the people participating in this funeral dared to stop the two brothers.

Qin Fen didn't move as well. The moment Du Chaoqun and Du Chaopeng made their moves, he could feel the surging fury inside a person's body, incapable of being unleashed. The person's calf muscle instantly exploded out with the force sufficient to break stone and cut metal.

Xing Wuyi's body moved around as if it were dancing and floating. The Casing Winds Afterimage of the Piercing Snow Floating Clouds, which was in no way inferior, was radiantly unleashed using four-star strength. He caught up to the two people with just a rising motion. The ten fingers of his two hands split apart and curved, as he stabbed, without a sound, at the two brothers' backs. He fiercely pressed down on the two people from the air, with force.

Bang!

The two people never expected that someone would make a move. They didn't expect even more that the person to make a move would actually be Du Zhanpeng's good bro, Xing Wuyi.

Du Chaoqun's ankle twisted, bringing his waist to suddenly sway with power. His shoulders slid with the flow, redirecting the force of Xing Wuyi's claw-like a loach.

However, Xing Wuyi gave a sneer from behind. His wrist shook over and over, utilizing the joints to draw out two circles. This took the loach-like energy and redirected it back to Du Chaoqun's body with not a bit of it changed. The clothes on his arms shook, as he pressed down with force once more.

Hand of the Weaving Crane Captures Dragons!

Du Chaopeng felt an enormous shock within his heart. Before he could respond at all, he felt the knees of his two legs suddenly go weak and numb. He was unable to control them at all as he knelt to the ground with a pop. His knees simply caused the stone slabs on the ground to split and fracture into pieces as he knelt.

Du Chaopeng's face was deathly ashen as he stared at the ground. He didn't even have the heart to resist.

When the Hand of the Weaving Crane Captures Dragons was trained to the peak, it was known to be capable of even capturing dragons of legend. There was nothing to say about capturing the enemy martial artist in this fight, where the user of the Hand of the Weaving Crane Captures Dragons wasan entire level above his opponents.

"Xing Wuyi, you know what you're doing?" Du Chaoqun's eyebrows shot up. He turned his head and viciously glared at Xing Wuyi. "You dare involve yourself in the matters of the Du Family? Are you tired of living?"

A tranquil and calm smile floated on the lips of Xing Wuyi. However, his forehead did not lose the arrogance that a child of an influential family possessed, down to his bones. When faced with the two members of the younger generation of the Du Family, his eyes seeped with a glow of disdain. "I only serve Du Zhanpeng of the Du Family. I will do whatever he wants me to do."

Having spoken to this point, Xing Wuyi's eyelids lifted to look at the unconscious Du Peng. Faint grief and loathing could be seen from his forehead. "Even if I hate the person, I will still fulfill the promise I made to Zhanpeng."

"You...."

Du Chaoqun was about to say more, but Xing Wuyi suddenly loosened the grip on his shoulder. He lifted a leg and stomped him in the face.

"You... you can talk to me when it comes to qualifications."

Xing Wuyi let go of Du Chaopeng as well. His two hands gently clasped together behind his back. His person was akin to a javelin as he stood perfectly straight in place. His lower jaw subtly perked up as he looked at the ceiling.

For a time, quite a few people felt something wrong with their eyes. Who stood there wasn't Xing Wuyi, but Du Zhanpeng.

Xing Wuyi didn't even spare Du Chaoqun, who was beneath his foot, a glance. He spoke very disdainfully. "Get lost."

At this moment, it was as if Xing Wuyi was possessed by Du Zhanpeng's spirit. Each and every one of his movements was brimming with Du Zhanpeng's aura.

This caused Du Chaopeng to see Du Zhanpeng's image on Xing Wuyi's body. The many years of accumulated fear caused him to instinctually retreat backward at great speeds.

Xing Wuyi walked with large strides until he arrived before the crystal coffin. He stared at Du Zhanpeng, who looked to be in deep sleep. He faintly said. "You can rest now. I will properly do the things you ought to do for you."

Gradually, he stooped down, lifting Du Peng into his arms. He turned around and gave Du Yu a bow. He quickly walked out of the funeral hall under everyone's gazes.

Qin Fen looked at Du Zhanpeng's coffin from a distance. He silently struck a standard military salute, and he spoke in a voice that only he could hear. "You are an outstanding soldier, and you are an even better older brother."

After he finished speaking, Qin Fen turned around and squeezed out from the crowd.

After the short disturbance, the funeral hall was restored to its original order once more.

It was just that the dense air of grief had been pushed to even higher levels with Du Peng's appearance.

Everyone who stopped before Du Zhanpeng's coffin would cast him a gaze of admiration. This was a true man who could support both heaven and earth.

Upon returning to the hospital, Du Peng turned into a bloody man once again.

Only now did the repercussions of taking on Du Yu's blow suddenly erupt forth.

The tyrannical destructive power caused even his pores to seep with fresh blood.

"Doctor, the patient's right hand is clenched too tightly. I am unable to pry open his hand. Order him to relax. Otherwise, I can't run the needle...."

There were already faint signs of sweat on the nurse's forehead.

Qin Fen took a step forward. He extended a finger to Du Peng's shoulder and tapped several times on his arm. He then leaned toward his ear and whispered. "This is Qin Fen. I will help you hold onto it for now. Relax. I won't let anyone take it away."

The tightly clenched fist slowly opened up, and the nurse was very curious about the metal box that was within the hand. What in the world was this object? To be able to make someone, who nearly lost all consciousness, to clenched it so deathly tight? Could it really be that important? More important than his life?

Qin Fen left the patient's room under Xing Wuyi's indication.

"Let's go see the other comrades?" Xing Wuyi slowly spoke. "There are orders from above. Since the casualties and injuries for this mission are far too great, and we have completed the mission outstandingly, we don't need to train for a time. From today on, we are on a temporary vacation. "

"Vacation?" Qin Fen walked shoulder to shoulder with Xing Wuyi out the door. A wrinkle of frustration appeared on his forehead.

"What is wrong? Is there a problem?" Xing Wuyi looked at the sky outside the door. "I am considered the local tyrant around these parts. You can talk to me if there's anything you need."

Qin Fen responded very straightforwardly. "Do you know what place is cheap to live around these parts? The cheapest! As long as it can stop the wind and rain, that's fine with me. I don't want to continue living at the Du Family's place."

Xing Wuyi silently nodded. The Du Family would not let Qin Fen live there for nothing.

"Why don't you stay at my place?"

Qin Fen shook his head at this invitation. "No, it's okay. I've thought about the way you've done things, and I think your family won't be pleased with you. I don't want to be a burden on you."

Xing Wuyi shrugged his shoulders very confidently and casually. "Why don't you stay at the military camp then? The Federation has stipulations. Active-duty members, when dispatched on a mission, can temporarily reside at the closest military camp. Though we are on vacation, we are still in accordance with this law."

"Living at the military camp?" Qin Fen's brow furrowed up as he quickly contemplated.

Shengjing was one of the few major cities in the Federation. The military here should be the finest first-class troops. Therefore, their training equipment should be much better than that of recruit camp. It was quite a decent option if Qin Fen could use every one of them free of charge.

"Can I use the training equipment of the military camp that I temporarily reside?"

"Of course you can." Xing Wuyi patted Qin Fen on the shoulders. "You have good taste. There are indeed a dozen or so military camps that can compare in training equipment with Shengjing's military camp. However, there probably aren't any military camps that have better training equipment than Shengjing's military camp.

"That's good, then I'll stay at the military camp." Qin Fen followed Xing Wuyi out of the hospital building. "Let's go see our comrades before going to the military camp."

Everything about the mission this time was paid by the military. The recruits were all like Du Peng, receiving high-level nursing treatment.

It was just that Du Peng was the most heavily injured, so naturally, their hospital treatments differed subtly from Du Peng's.

The recruits didn't have any complaints in regards to this. When compared to their brothers who had died in battle, they were enormously satisfied with being able to stay alive.

The person that Qin Fen felt the most unexpected about was Mute.

Back then, this soldier had staked his life, throwing a highly explosive combustion offensive grenade. However, he actually still survived. It was a miracle.

The tyrannical Dragon Skin bulletproof vest had saved his life. It made it so that he was the only person to have injuries more serious than Du Peng out of their forces. He still remained unconscious in the highest level of the intensive care treatment room. Twelve bullets actually didn't kill him. Even the old doctor, who practiced medicine for many years, had no choice but to sigh. The recruit's will to live was far too strong.

Perhaps it was better to describe it not as a strong will to live but a certain obsession. An obsession so great that it made the Grim Reaper feel so fatigued that he chose to give up on taking away the recruit's soul.

Everyone was quite delighted to see that Qin Fen was safe and sound.

It hasn't been long since everyone got to know each other, nor was the time to interact with each other great, but they experienced life and death together. The sentiments between everyone unconsciously became incomparably solid.

The warm atmosphere lasted all the way into the dead of the night. Xing Wuyi had his heavy heart diluted quite a bit by the dense atmosphere of warmth.

Du Zhanpeng's funeral hall was no longer as lively as it was in the morning. There were only a few soldiers here, taking part in guard duty. They waited for the second day so that they could bring the corpse to the crematorium for cremation.

It was a silent night, with a pitch-black sky.

Several figures appeared behind the guards, noiselessly and silently.

Knife hand chopped down in an even manner. They struck the back of the heads of the guards, simply sending these guards straight into unconsciousness. The guards never knew what hit them.

Having lost the guards, the funeral hall became even quieter. A few people, dressed in black clothes, walked into the funeral hall.

"Big Bro Zhan, I'm not sure why you're interested in stealing a corpse, but all you need to do is just tell me to do such a small thing. There's no need for you to come in person, right?"

Someone in black clothing had eyes set on the man who walked ahead. The man had a height of a hundred and eighty-five centimeters. His stature was as if cut from golden proportions. The question was asked gently.

The man who was called Big Bro Zhan stared at Du Zhanpeng, who lay in the crystal coffin. He spoke as if he was talking to himself. "There is a reason why I have come personally for him. If the Seven Stars of Immortal Thunder Holy Level Wheel is that mystical, then...."

Big Bro Zhan's palm gently caressed the crystal coffin. This crystal coffin, which could be considered a solid object, instantly turned to powder at this moment.

The few people wearing black clothing had glows of respect pulsate within their eyes.

Each and every one of these people could crush the coffin to fine powder, but to do so like Big Bro Zhan had done, vibrating the coffin into powder and ash, without making a single sound, was a totally different matter. It might not be possible for them to do this individually.

Big Bro Zhan gently stooped down with his body. He gently carried Du Zhanpeng out from within the fresh flowers. Then he turned around and walked out of the funeral hall.

The people wearing black clothes shook their heads over and over. They didn't know why this man, who ordinarily appeared indifferent, would insist on personally rushing to Shengjing from Jupiter to take away this corpse.

However, was his goal important? The people wearing black clothing all had smiles in their eyes. Who cares what he was up to! Following him around was good enough!

"Halt."

A deep and low voice rang out from the room next to the funeral hall.

Du Yu, wearing the uniform of a general, walked out from within.

His pace wasn't quick, and the floor didn't shatter from his steps like when Du Peng and the others fought.

He didn't even use any internal energy whatsoever, but his body of many years at a high position allowed him to cultivate a thick aura of might and pressure. It was just that he was often in the role of the son of Du Hen, being by Du Hen's side in normal times. During such times, he would deliberately retract his own aura.

Du Yu quietly looked at the people wearing black clothes whose facial features were indistinct. His calm tone permeated with a commanding air that people weren't able to refuse. "Can you put down my son?"

The eyes of the people wearing black clothing lit up at the exact same time. The lights of their eyes were in no way inferior to the lights of a searchlight in the darkness. The hairs on their bodies instantly stood on end completely. Their martial artists' intuition told them that the middle-aged man before their eyes, who was emitting no true energy whatsoever, was someone powerful! Very powerful! An extremely powerful powerhouse!

"Can you?" Du Yu didn't go looking at the other people wearing black. He stared at the man who the others called Big Bro Zhan.

This man, who likewise didn't use an iota of true energy whatsoever, possessed eyes that contained not a hint of shock. Perhaps it was better to say that there was no hint of emotion in those eyes, for this man was also someone powerful.

Du Yu could sense that the other people were powerful as well, but the most powerful person was certainly the man they called Big Bro Zhan.

Actually, Du Yu was quite shocked. He was unable to understand just how and where did so many powerful people spawn from. They suddenly appeared here, but only to take away Du Zhanpeng's corpse. Why was this?

Just what sort of power or force were these people?

Du Yu really wanted to have these people stay behind and ask clearly the things he wasn't able to understand.

However, he didn't truly place these thoughts into action. None of these people were weak, especially the man that was called Big Bro Zhan, who was a rare expert in his own right.

"No can do."

Big Bro Zhan gave a short shake of his head. His tone was very indifferent just as before, and this indifference made one feel as if Big Bro Zhan had zero interest toward anything.

"From my perspective, it's better if you stay a while."

Du Yu spoke as if he was speaking to an old friend, asking to stay for dinner. Before he could even finish speaking his words, he raised his right hand to go grab at Big Bro Zhan, who was over twenty meters away.