"Shaofeng, you guys come back!" Ye Feng's brows furrowed when he saw these four people join the fray.

He could tell that these four were not like Li An's lackeys—these were truly ruthless characters whose hands had undoubtedly been stained with blood, and Ling Shaofeng and his two companions were certainly no match for them.

Ling Shaofeng and Xu Ping were in high spirits fighting, but when they saw the four people joining in, they charged without a second thought.

As soon as the fight began, Ling Shaofeng and his companion realized something was wrong—these men were very strong and their strikes were seasoned and lethal, aiming for vital points without any hesitation or delay.

"Damn! We've run into some tough bastards!"

A chill settled in Ling Shaofeng's heart when he saw a fist coming towards his head; he quickly dodged, only to be kicked in the chest by another person and sent flying.

Not just him—Xu Ping was also punched out of the fray on the other side.

"Are you alright?" Ye Feng quickly stepped forward to help them up.

"Boss, these guys are definitely figures from the underworld!"

Ling Shaofeng and Xu Ping's faces were extremely gloomy, with blood seeping from the corners of their mouths, showing that they had taken a significant beating.

"Leave it to me!" Ye Feng then called his glasses back, and he himself slowly stepped forward.

"Boss, be careful! These guys are tough!" Glasses couldn't help but remind him.

Ye Feng nodded, his gaze coldly fixed on the four young men.

"Yay! Finally willing to come out! I thought you were going to stay a hiding turtle forever!"

Li An and Lai Hongbin were full of mockery in their expressions—they knew how formidable A Bao's men were, true figures from the underworld, with each having blood on their hands, in no way comparable to the little hoodlums from the school.

Moreover, besides them, more than ten of their own followers still had the strength to fight. Ye Feng was sure to be doomed this time.

"Beat him up! Beat him hard! I want to smash his mouth to bits! Damn it, what a piece of trash, to actually play me for a fool!"

Li An's face was ruthless, clearly enraged to the extreme by Ye Feng's earlier mockery.

Upon hearing the young master's command, the four young men and the remaining dozen or so people all moved toward Ye Feng as one. They each wore an amused expression, as if Ye Feng were a lamb to the slaughter, to be kneaded however they wished.

"Ye Feng... can you handle it?" Zhang Yun looked at Ye Feng facing more than ten people alone, her face full of worry, especially considering she had just called him a coward, which brought a hint of embarrassment to her expression.

"Yeah! Ye Feng might really be in trouble this time!"

"What do we do? Should we call the police?"

The other two girls were at a loss. They didn't expect a simple meal to lead to so much trouble.

"Don't call the police yet, I believe in the boss!" Ling Shaofeng's eyes gleamed, they had seen Ye Feng's skills and were blindly admiring him in their hearts.

"Kid! You're no match for us, I suggest you just take a beating obediently. Once young master is appeased, you won't have any trouble!"

One of the young men looked at Ye Feng with a cold smirk, disdain filling his eyes.

Ye Feng's face remained calm. He simply pointed to that young man and another, asking, "Just now, did you throw a punch at Third Brother? Was it you who kicked Second Brother?"

"Huh?"

The brows of the two young men furrowed, then they seemed to understand Ye Feng's meaning:

"Yeah! It was us! What can you do about it?"

"Nothing much! Just that I want one of your hands and one of your legs!" Ye Feng's expression flashed with a hint of coldness, his words somewhat chilling.

Huh?

The two young men were first taken aback, then burst into laughter as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world:

"Good! Good! You've got spine! Since that's the case, we brothers will take a hand and a leg from you!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a cruel bloodthirst bloomed in the eyes of the two young men. Their bodies suddenly sprang forward, charging directly at Ye Feng.

The other dozen or so people reacted just as quickly, each wildly swinging their fists, surging towards Ye Feng en masse.

Ye Feng stood quietly in the front, his expression calm, but as the group was about to close in on him, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

His foot lifted, and a Whip Kick whistled out.

Whoosh!

The Whip Kick was so fast that it only let out a sharp blast of air before it ferociously struck the head of one of the charging youths.

Before the man could react, his world went dark as he was kicked into unconsciousness on the ground.

The speed of the Whip Kick did not abate, sweeping through four more youths who were charging side by side with the first. They all went down, fainting on the spot.

One Whip Kick, five people knocked out!

The scene in front of them stunned everyone in the room. Even the remaining ten or so youths abruptly stopped in their tracks, their eyes fixed on the incredible scene before them.

As they stood there dumbfounded, a shadow flashed before their eyes. Ye Feng's snapping kicks flew out, and before the remaining ten could react, all were swept to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the room's floor was covered with bodies, all of them unconscious without exception!

The rest felt their minds unable to process what just happened. More than a dozen men had surrounded and ferociously attacked one man, yet they were all knocked down with just three kicks from him!

This must be some kind of joke!!!

"How... How is this possible!!!"

Li An and his brother were even more stunned! They stood behind the crowd and hadn't even seen clearly how Ye Feng had struck, only to find their own people lying on the ground!

"Impossible! You... What did you do!" Lai Hongbin's face twisted viciously, unable to fathom how three kicks could knock out more than a dozen men!

Not just them, even Ling Shaofeng and the others thought they were seeing things. Were those people that easy to take down?

"A master!"

The middle-aged man behind Li An had a massive change of expression at this moment. He had clearly seen how Ye Feng delivered his kicks, but the speed was horrendously fast, like a bullet streaking past; ordinary people simply couldn't catch it with their eyes.

The middle-aged man's heart trembled, his body dripping with cold sweat. He knew the ability of his four subordinates; if they attacked together, even he would have to retreat.

Yet now, not only were his subordinates knocked out by the opponent, but so were a dozen more gang members. And most importantly, the adversary had only used three kicks!!!

"Who on earth is this man!" The middle-aged man looked terrified; he knew the big shots of Jiangnan City like the back of his hand, but he was certain that there was no one like Ye Feng.

Ye Feng quietly watched Li An, his gaze chilling:

"Do you have any more tricks? Bring them all out at once!"

Upon hearing this, Li An shuddered. Even a fool would understand that he had bitten off more than he could chew.

"Leopard... Brother Leopard!" Li An's eyes turned to the middle-aged man; only he might be able to withstand Ye Feng.

"I'm no match for him!" The middle-aged man naturally knew what Li An was implying, but he was powerless. If Ye Feng could easily deal with his subordinates, he could just as easily handle him, so of course, he wouldn't go asking for trouble:

"Young man, I am called Leopard, a subordinate of Red Rose. We have offended you greatly just now. Here, on behalf of my subordinates, I offer you my apologies!"

Of course, the middle-aged man didn't want to needlessly offend such a formidable person and immediately gave Ye Feng a slight bow, speaking respectfully.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression exceptionally cold: "Do you think an apology is enough?"

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