Yang Yurong had finished speaking and refused to look at Liang Jiayi again.
She brushed her sleeve and walked towards the Rolls-Royce.
Liang Jiayi immediately cried out.
"I won't go back; I want to stay in Great Desert Ancient Town..."
Yang Yurong abruptly turned around.
She gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "That's not up to you."
Having said that, Yang Yurong waved to the two bodyguards behind Liang Jiayi.
"Take Miss away."
Two female bodyguards with earpieces stood behind Liang Jiayi.
Although their expressions seemed gentle, they were full of coercion.
"Miss, please come with us."
Liang Jiayi immediately started screaming.
"Yang Fei, they're taking me away; I won't go back."
Yang Fei lazily smoked, slowly lifting his head.
Meanwhile, the two bodyguards had already grabbed Liang Jiayi's arms and were forcefully dragging her towards the car.
Yang Yurong's face was covered in frost while contempt showed at the corner of her mouth.
Her daughter had regarded this worthless man as a great hero.
Yet at the crucial moment, this fellow had turned into a complete bear, letting his daughter see his true face, which was rather fitting.
A mocking smile hung on the corner of Liu Dongliang's mouth.
This kid had ultimately been intimidated by the might of the Liang family.
The dignity of such major families was not something ordinary people could comprehend.
Liu Dongliang actually hoped that Yang Fei would stand up so that the Liang family's bodyguards could give him a thrashing.
This way, he could also vent his frustrations.
Indeed, the twelve bodyguards had long since been on full alert.
They were divided into four groups, preparing for any sudden move from Yang Fei.
Yang Fei's poor-quality cigarette had burned to its end.
He lazily called out to Liang Jiayi loudly.
"Jiayi, are you sure you won't go back?"
Liang Jiayi was almost screaming.
"Yang Fei, you deadbeat, help me!"
Yang Fei looked at Yang Yurong with an ironic gleam in his eyes.
"Madam, Liang Jiayi is a free adult with her own personal rights; doing this to her isn't quite appropriate, is it?"
Yang Yurong kept a cold face and didn't even look at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei chuckled.
"If you're going to ignore me, then don't blame me for being offensive."
As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, sending the cigarette butt, alight with burning embers, shooting towards the bodyguard holding Liang Jiayi.
The small, flimsy cigarette butt emitted a sharp whistling sound in mid-air, like a bullet fired from a gun.
At this sound, all of the bodyguards were struck with fear.
A bodyguard mustered all his energy and grabbed for the cigarette butt.
Thud!
The small cigarette butt impacted the palm of the bodyguard.
Suddenly, a snapping sound was heard; the bodyguard's finger bones had been broken by the impact of the cigarette butt.
The cigarette butt, carrying unimaginable force, broke the bodyguard's fingers and then struck his left chest.
Bang!
The bodyguard's body flew out like a kite with a broken string.
In mid-air, blood gushed wildly from his wounds.
And that terrifying cigarette butt, like a sharp dart, penetrated his chest skin, causing blood to gush forth.
Yang Yurong watched dumbfounded as the bodyguard flew out and fell heavily to the ground, grievously wounded.
She felt a chill in her hands and feet.
The Liang family had raised many Martial Arts Masters, and this bodyguard was also an outstanding disciple of the Wudang Sect.
Yet, such a kung fu expert had been unable to withstand a mere cigarette butt from Yang Fei.
What terrifying power was this?
Yang Fei blew a loud whistle.
He pointed at another bodyguard and said indifferently, "You, let go of her."
The other bodyguard felt a cold chill in his heart.
He involuntarily released his grip on Liang Jiayi's hand.
Yang Yurong's face was an ashen blue, surveying the remaining bodyguards.
"Does the Liang Family feed you just to stand around and do nothing?" he snapped.
The remaining ten bodyguards, grouped into threes, blocked Yang Fei's path.
Yang Fei moved forward slowly; a group of three bodyguards blocked him.
The trio looked at Yang Fei with faces cold as iron.
Yang Fei's steps did not falter; he continued to advance toward the three.
In that moment, Yang Fei resembled a tiger patrolling its territory.
The murderous aura and dignity emanating from him made everyone fear him a little.
The trio of bodyguards surrounded Yang Fei, steadily retreating step by step, none daring to strike first.
Yang Yurong gritted his teeth: "What are you doing? Attack!"
As soon as Yang Yurong's voice fell, a bodyguard immediately launched a kick, aiming straight for Yang Fei's abdomen.
Another bodyguard threw a Crushing Fist, targeting Yang Fei's face.
The third bodyguard executed a Sweeping Hall Leg, aiming at Yang Fei's lower body.
These three bodyguards had all advanced beyond Dark Energy.
They were cream of the crop, one in a hundred.
Their movements were steady, accurate, and ruthless. Not only were they Martial Arts masters, but their experience in cooperative combat was also exceedingly rich.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yang Fei countered with lightning-fast punches, immediately sending the three bodyguards staggering, crying out as they retreated.
The leg-kicking man's thigh bone fractured.
The one who threw the Crushing Fist had his fingers and wrist bones broken by one of Yang Fei's punches.
The Sweeping Hall Leg performer's leg bones were shattered by Yang Fei's shock.
He was then punched in the nose by Yang Fei, sending blood streaming down instantly.
Within moments, three elite bodyguards were beaten back.
Meanwhile, Yang Fei continued to move forward, his steps firm and strong.
Yang Yurong's complexion turned even uglier.
Liang Jiayi's face showed joy, yet she dared not clap and cheer, nor did she dare look at her mother's face.
In all these years, her mother had never been defied or been made a spectacle of like this.
Watching Yang Fei nonchalantly defeat three bodyguards.
Liang Jiayi was terrified, yet there was also a thrilling sense of rebellious success.
The remaining seven or eight bodyguards were equally terrified.
Watching as Yang Fei pressed closer with each step.
The seven or eight men exchanged glances, then suddenly shouted and charged at Yang Fei together.
Yang Fei chuckled, assumed a stance, and launched a countercharge at the seven or eight bodyguards.
The battle was practically over in an instant.
The seven or eight bodyguards were like encountering an explosion.
In a moment, each was sent flying outwards.
Some rolled into the bushes, others flew high up and hung from tree branches.
Some lay flat on the ground, unable to get up, while others fell unconscious without a moan.
Yang Fei's Tortoise Mirror Heart Method gave him an absolute advantage in close combat like this.
No matter the person, the punch, or the technique.
Before his enemies could strike, everything was clearly displayed in Yang Fei's mind.
Yang Fei gained the upper hand, and his strength and speed far surpassed those of the Dark Energy Masters.
He struck fast, and produced such a sensational effect instantly.
Yang Yurong could never have dreamt of this.
The bodyguards kept by the Liang Family couldn't even withstand a single move from Yang Fei.
Her face turned deathly pale, staring in dumbfounded shock.
Yang Fei came up to her with an easy stride and bowed slightly.
"Madam has been very gracious. May I now take Jiayi away?"
Liang Jiayi dared not look at her mother's face and hid behind Yang Fei.
Yang Yurong only managed to snap out of her shock after a great effort.
She gritted her teeth: "Gong Zhenren!"
The Maybach door opened, and an old Taoist with a white beard slowly alighted.
As soon as the Old Taoist appeared, Yang Fei was on alert.
The aura around the Old Taoist, smooth as a wheel, well-rounded and amenable.
His entire being was filled with Essence Qi, like the underground magma rolling beneath, contained yet ready to erupt.
Against such a person, the combat power would be even more terrifying than last night's Sorcerer Demon King.
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