Forsaken By Love

Wen Sihan and Mo Yunhuang both retreated slightly. Seeing this, Lu Nanfeng followed suit, and the strong men, who had been able to avoid the bullets, took over the battlefield. 

Corpses were littered all over the ground, but it did not diminish their domineering advance; in fact, it only added to their bloodthirsty and ruthless appearance.

With a sinister expression on their faces, the men walked over the corpses towards the empty place in the middle where they would be able to fight. 

Step by step, the hearts of everyone trembled as they felt the tension in the air. These men were real martial artists. While not being as impressive as the legends of the cultivators, they still had maxed out the potential of their physical bodies and could do things that ordinary citizens would never be able to think of.

The steps were first slow, but the closer they came to one another, the swifter the experts moved, and soon they collided with one another, their fists flying out with a powerful force that even the whistle of wind could be heard, the sound intimidating and powerful. 

But when Lu Nanfeng had expected that the fist would connect with an arm, and that the arm in question would undoubtedly break, another fist went up to block the arm, and a dull thud resounded in the air. 

Both men were thrown backward, but they only staggered a few meters before they found their balance again.

This sight was all over the battlefield, each side had around fifty experts, and they were all colliding with each other. Wen Sihan had a few more experts than Mo Yunhuang. He had managed to gather more of his men than Mo Yunhuang had, and thus he held the upper hand. 

However, while Wen Sihan had more people, the absolute strongest among them belonged to Mo Yunhuang. 

Wen Sihan frowned when he saw this man's prowess, his eyes were sharp, and he could not help but feel the urge to enter the battlefield burning in his body. 

He wanted to fight against this expert who was so strong, but he knew that he should not try to do so, as the final battle depended on him - the battle against Mo Yunhuang. 

There was no doubt that Mo Yunhuang was a genius amongst martial arts, and so was Wen Sihan. They could control so much of the abyss, simply because of their personal strength and their ability to cause men to follow them.

Mo Yunhuang slowly removed his gloves. He picked up a knife and began playing with it within his hands as he looked at Wen Sihan. His eyes were cold and callous. 

Wen Sihan copied his actions, removed his gloves, and began cracking his knuckles. 

They looked at one another. Their eyes were cold, and soon a full blown battle ensued as they both moved forward. 

Lu Nanfeng had been trained when he was younger, both in shooting and in martial arts, but he was just a chick who had just learned how to walk when comparing himself to these two experts. 

But that did not mean that he had planned on doing nothing. He was standing at the back, looking at the battle that was being fought in front of him. 

He was in deep thought as he held a gun in his hand and observed the fight. Suddenly he lifted the gun, took aim, and a shot tore through the air before it landed on Mo Yunhuang's leg. 

However, Mo Yunhuang had been so focused on Wen Sihan that he did not notice the gunshot, nor the bullet that was fired towards him. 

The shot landed on his leg and tore into the flesh, fresh blood flew out, and both Wen Sihan and Mo Yunhuang were shocked as they stopped in their tracks and looked at the direction from where the gunshot sounded.

Even the experts slowed down and looked towards Lu Nanfeng. The ones from the Organization had red eyes full of anger, but those who belonged to Wen Sihan grinned and continued to block the Organization's men, ensuring that they could not rush to Lu Nanfeng and tear him to shreds.

Lu Nanfeng was calm and collected as he walked towards Mo Yunhuang. He was not against killing people if the one he killed was named Mo Yunhuang. Although he would never become a mass murderer, he was simply angry with Mo Yunhuang and his actions. 

"You are shrewd," Mo Yunhuang said, as his eyes turned dark, and looked at Lu Nanfeng like a serpent waiting to poison a rabbit. 

"Not more than you," Lu Nanfeng replied, with a faint smile on his lips. He dared cause problems against him because he had Wen Sihan on his side. 

"Do you think that Lixue will ever forgive you if you actually kill me?" Mo Yunhuang sneered, but Lu Nanfeng, who was inwardly worried, smiled outwardly and shook his head. 

"You do not deserve Lixue," he said honestly. "You used her as a tool, you abused her as a worker, and when she finally had a chance to escape the darkness, you tried to drag her back into the abyss."

"She belongs in the abyss!" Mo Yunhuang was furious. "She is born to live in the darkness. She belongs to me, and will always be mine. Even if you kill me now, she will never become yours completely!"

What greeted them made them all stunned. From the darkness, a young woman appeared; she was wearing a beautiful wine-red dress, and her hair was hanging loosely down, swaying in the wind. 

She had a smile on her face, but the smile did not reach her eyes. However, while most did not know who she was, Mo Yunhuang, Lu Nanfeng, and Wen Sihan instantly recognized He Lixue.