Taran's words piqued Chu Feng's interest, causing him to raise an eyebrow.
"Oh?"
He took the document from Taran's hand, scanned it quickly, and was immediately taken aback.
George Mancini, now that's a somewhat familiar name...
Recalling that perilous experience, he felt a pang of nostalgia for a moment.
If it hadn't been for the System's help, he likely would have died in that underground parking lot.
But times had changed, and even that once-crippled Hell Evil Spirit now seemed, in retrospect, not so terrifying!
Shaking his head lightly, Chu Feng continued to read.
The contents of the commission and the commission amount were both satisfactory.
However, the situation description below made him frown slightly.
He remembered that the blond boy was named Ross Mancini, wasn't he?
Why was there no special mention of him here...
His thoughts raced, and he instantly grasped what New York's wealthiest man was thinking.
He closed the document and looked up at Taran, who stood before him with a calm expression.
"What happened?"
"This commission has been fulfilled, but our people discovered a breach of contract. And, that boy has been targeted by a Bizarre creature from Hell again!"
Taran continued, looking at Chu Feng whose expression remained unfazed.
"Normally, the office would initiate breach procedures, but the client seems to know you, so..."
"Don't worry. I don't have any special relationship with this client. There's no need to overthink it!" Chu Feng interrupted Taran before he could finish, gesturing dismissively with his hand.
He naturally understood what Taran meant. Taran was concerned about whether he had any special relationship with the client.
"All right, understood!"
Having received a clear message from Chu Feng, Taran lost his reservations and immediately went back to start his work.
To think it took so long for a problem to arise! It seems this wealthy man has indeed spent a lot of effort on his son.
Thinking back to the blond boy's special Physique, Chu Feng shook his head slightly.
That Physique attracted Bizarre beings far too much.
And that Bizarre creature from Hell...
He instantly thought of the Holy Advent Society's New York branch, that incomplete ritual, and the Evil Spirit from Hell.
That Evil Spirit... it seems it will come looking for trouble with me, right?
Realizing this, Chu Feng felt he understood the reason for his restlessness that day. That kind of spontaneous premonition was usually quite accurate.
He stood up and took out his shotgun, which he hadn't used in a long time.
Caressing the engravings on it, a smile gradually formed on his face.
I wonder if that Bizarre creature has missed the taste of this gun?
But I can't continue to stay here... Chu Feng looked around and shook his head. This is not a very good battlefield!
He first stopped the ever-active Concealment Decision within his body to prevent the "guest" from Hell from being unable to find him. Then, Chu Feng quickly left the office building.
「...」
Heh, that was quick!
Standing in the wilderness on the outskirts of New York, Chu Feng smelled the faint odor of rotten eggs in the air and wrinkled his nose slightly.
It has been a long time since I've smelled this scent, and I'm actually not quite used to it...
"Come out! Do you Hellish Evil Spirits still enjoy playing such games of hide-and-seek?"
No sooner had his words fallen than a short figure abruptly appeared in midair.
Looking at that familiar face, Chu Feng's heart was filled with a complex mix of emotions for a moment.
The child he had once saved ultimately couldn't escape the fate that belonged to him.
"Exorcist, we finally meet again. Are you happy?"
The Evil Spirit's voice, raspy with smugness, looked down on Chu Feng as though gazing upon an ant.
Remembering its previous pathetic state, it vowed to exact thorough revenge on this accursed human today!
"My gun is happier!"
With a flip of Chu Feng's hand, a weapon the Evil Spirit was all too familiar with instantly appeared in his palm.
"You damned human..." Recalling the experience of being shattered by this gun, the Evil Spirit's face suddenly darkened. With a sweep of its hand, the ground instantly surged.
In just a moment, the ground beneath Chu Feng had turned into a sea of magma.
Seeing the countless pitch-black arms reaching for him from the magma, Chu Feng fluttered the Spiritual Wings on his back and soared directly to a position level with the short figure in the sky.
"Come, I'll let you relive that past sensation!"
The dark muzzle of the gun, aimed at the Evil Spirit in midair, instantly brought back its humiliating memories.
"Bastard! Do you think I'm still as frail as I was back then?"
With a wave of the Evil Spirit's hand, a thick black mist rushed straight toward the shotgun in Chu Feng's hand, as if intent on destroying this detestable object.
BANG! The shotgun fired loudly.
Chu Feng casually scattered the black mist, and the shotgun failed to cause the Evil Spirit any harm.
But it was clear the sound of the shotgun had left a deep impression on this Evil Spirit.
After the gunshot, its head involuntarily tilted slightly.
The next second, its head stiffened as it turned back, as if in a fit of humiliated rage.
"You damn reptile... You've angered me! Go to Hell immediately!"
Bizarre energy bubbled up from the ground beneath Chu Feng, which had turned entirely to magma. The searing magma, together with the spreading black mist, suddenly shot up towards the heavens.
It was like a fiery tornado connecting earth and sky, seeking to engulf Chu Feng completely.
Seeing his enemy finally fly into a rage, Chu Feng also dispensed with the amusement in his eyes.
With another flip of his palm, he stowed the shotgun back into the Storage Space.
Casually slapping downward, his recently improved Rending Palm met the fiery tornado that had reached his feet.
BOOM! An intense explosion echoed. The fiery tornado, which should have soared upwards, seemed to hit an insurmountable wall and was smashed into countless scattered fireworks.
The Palm Imprint, expanding rapidly by hundreds of times, didn't slow its pace in the slightest. It smashed hard into the magma below, leaving a massive Palm Imprint on the ground.
Splattering magma flew high into the air, causing the smile on the departing Evil Spirit's lips to suddenly freeze.
Fuck, how is this possible?!
"Nothing is impossible!" The indifferent voice that suddenly sounded by its ear startled it. Just as it was about to react, a fist shimmering with golden light had already stamped into its chest.
BOOM! Accompanied by the clear sound of cracking bones, the Evil Spirit's small frame was sent flying backward.
"It's just that you've grown too slowly!" With a flash of movement, Chu Feng appeared above the Evil Spirit again. His raised right leg descended with a whooshing sound.
THUMP! Accompanied by a dull sound, the Evil Spirit, yet to recover, was bent at a ninety-degree angle in midair and shot straight into the magma on the ground.