Chapter 1776: It’s Time for Me to Play

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Devonshire Hook smiled mockingly. He had achieved his goal.

He first framed Wolfgang for sending thugs to bully Sophie, causing her to have a bad impression of Wolfgang.

Then, he provoked Wolfgang step by step with words and attracted the attention of the customers in the bar.

In the end, Wolfgang would definitely lose his cool and start a conflict with him.

The process was too simple. Everything was within Devonshire Hook’s control.

To be honest, Wolfgang had been so easily fooled that he felt bored.

Devonshire Hook was unflustered when he faced the oncoming rich second-generation heirs.

A rich second-generation heir rushed to Devonshire Hook.

He was relatively tall among Wolfgang’s group. In addition, he usually went to the gym to exercise, making him look burly and powerful.

Wolfgang often brought him along in fights, and his opponents all fell under his iron fist.

Devonshire Hook looked at the big guy in front of him and raised his head to aim at his eyes. To be precise, he aimed at his chin.

A clean and neat uppercut. The big guy’s jaw made a clear sound of teeth colliding. He stood straight on the spot as if he had been electrocuted.

After that, he lay on the ground like a pile of mud. His eyes were blank, and there was no clear will in his eyes.

Devonshire Hook turned his gaze to another rich second-generation heir.

He turned around at lightning speed and grabbed the fist that was coming at him. With a gentle twist, the other party’s arm bent in a strange posture.

“Ahhh!”

The rich second-generation heir let out a painful wail and fell to the ground, his entire body twitching.

“D*mn, you’re so ruthless!”

Wolfgang looked at his men’s miserable state, and his heart ached. The flames of anger burned fiercely in his heart.

Although these people were just Wolfgang’s friends to pass the time, Wolfgang couldn’t accept the sight of them lying on the ground.

He rushed forward and raised his left leg to kick Devonshire Hook.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, his knuckles turning white. He was full of strength.

However, Devonshire Hook was extremely vigorous.

He easily dodged Wolfgang’s leg attack.

As he dodged, he lifted his foot and kicked Wolfgang’s stomach.

Wolfgang suddenly felt a huge force hit his stomach.

He opened his mouth and curled up, his face white, his eyes fixed on Devonshire Hook.

His right hand, which had been clenched into a fist, had lost all its strength and dropped to the ground before he could even throw a punch.

“Damn you!”

Wolfgang cursed.

What greeted him was a fist the size of a sandbag that landed heavily on his handsome face.

Wolfgang staggered back a few steps and finally fell to the ground.

His face was red and swollen, and blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth. His mind was buzzing.

It was obvious that he had encountered a tough opponent today.

…

Young Master Wolfgang was beaten up.

The situation here instantly attracted the attention of more people in the bar.

The other rich second-generation heirs who had been watching Wolfgang and hoping that he would save the damsel in distress also stood up in shock.

“Something happened.”

“Young Master Wolfgang was beaten up.”

“Hurry up and go over.”

Seeing Young Master Wolfgang being beaten up, these rich second-generation heirs felt even angrier than if they were being beaten up.

They cursed a few times, then picked up their bottles or other weapons and rushed toward Wolfgang.

Ye Feng sat on the sofa, deep in thought.

“These rich second-generation heirs are quite loyal. It’s just that they won’t be of any help.”

Their opponent wasn’t an ordinary person like he looked on the surface. Hidden under that ordinary appearance was the young master of the top class in Fog City, Devonshire Hook.

Devonshire Hook was a martial arts genius. He was proficient in karate, taekwondo, judo, and various other fighting techniques. He had challenged countless fighting masters.

In the end, those masters were all defeated by Devonshire Hook.

In order to prevent outsiders from knowing about this, Devonshire Hook gave the masters a shocking amount of hush money.

As for the ordinary people who knew about it, Devonshire Hook sent people to clean them up without leaving any traces.

Ye Feng was not surprised by the outcome of these rich second-generation heirs.

They usually only knew how to eat, drink, and play. Their bodies had long been emptied by wine and sex. If they could take down Devonshire Hook, it would definitely be a miracle.

“It’s time for me to go on stage.”

Ye Feng put down his wine glass.

…

As expected, the other rich second-generation heirs who followed him were knocked out one after another.

Even though there were more than a dozen of them, Devonshire Hook still easily dodged their attacks of bottles and sticks, wandered around them, and mercilessly punched and kicked them.

Wolfgang sat on the ground, clutching his stomach, his expression extremely uncomfortable.

His face was red and swollen, and his original handsome appearance was gone. It was difficult for people to recognize this domineering young master of Fog City.

Seeing this, Ye Feng walked from the crowd to Wolfgang and squatted down.

“How is it? Are you alright?”

When someone patted his shoulder, Wolfgang grimaced in pain. He took in a few breaths of cold air, turned around and glared at Ye Feng.

“F*ck! Ye Feng! What are you doing!”

Seeing Wolfgang’s bruised face, how even making an expression made him grimace in pain, Ye Feng gloated.

“I’m afraid your parents won’t be able to recognize you like this.”

“F*ck, you’re still laughing at me!”

“Alright, alright.” Ye Feng consoled him, he stared at Wolfgang’s face and could not help but laugh in his heart. Someone finally taught this foul-mouthed guy a lesson. Ye Feng hoped that he would be more obedient in the future.

Ye Feng said seriously, “Do you want me to help you vent your anger?”

“You?”

Wolfgang looked at him with disdain as if he had seen a fool.

As far as he was concerned, Ye Feng’s physique was not as big as his, if he went up and fought like this, how could he deal with that guy who could beat up a dozen of them?

Wolfgang didn’t believe it.

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