Bang!

The entire body of the red-haired man was flung away, smashing viciously against the wall like a ball before falling to the ground, not even uttering a humph before his eyes rolled back and he fainted from the pain.

Seeing the fresh blood continuously oozing from the red-haired man, the numerous members of the Green Gang were instantly enraged, and even Nangong Meili had not expected Ye Feng to dare to act like this.

"Are all of you from the Green Gang this arrogant?"

Ye Feng's gaze was ice-cold as he stared at these people, having originally had nothing to do with them, not the slightest connection.

But first, it was Nangong Meili trying to compare Fang Qingxue and demanding him to be her boyfriend, and now some Cold-faced Vajra was looking for trouble with him, even a gangster like Red-hair dared to insult him, which even provoked a hint of killing intent in his heart.

In the past, he would have killed his way to their doorstep, turning the entire Green Gang to dust!

The words he spoke incited even more indignant fury among the members of the Green Gang.

Fuck his mother! They injured one of our own, and now he has the nerve to call us arrogant, this guy is really seeking death!

"Miss, you see! It wasn't us looking for trouble with him, now it has become him looking for trouble with the Green Gang!" Fu Jie said to Nangong Meili with a cold voice.

And Nangong Meili's pretty face turned deathly pale with anger. In her eyes, Ye Feng was simply courting death:

"I'll leave him to you guys, but don't beat him to death. I still need him to deal with Fang Qingxue!"

Having said that, Nangong Meili turned around and walked away, no longer caring about whether Ye Feng lived or died.

Seeing this, Fu Jie and more than a dozen Green Gang members were overjoyed. Following Fu Jie's wave of the hand, one after another, the Green Gang members brandishing their machetes charged at Ye Feng with howls.

"Kill him! Let him know the might of the Green Gang!"

"This bastard is too arrogant, revenge for Red-hair!"

...

These Green Gang members had fierce and fierce expressions on their faces, instantly surging forward, each one swinging their machete towards Ye Feng's back and thighs, each blow was merciless and brutal.

But Ye Feng's expression grew colder and colder, and in a flash, he leaped forward. Before a machete could reach him, he grabbed the wrist of one opponent and violently twisted it, snatching away the machete, before he quickly rushed towards the crowd.

Clang clang clang...

Only the crisp, pleasant sounds of machete collisions could be heard, while Ye Feng's figure was as fast as lightning, darting back and forth among the dozen or so Green Gang members, and in just a moment, there were waves of heart-wrenching screams.

And when Nangong Meili looked again, she was shocked.

What she saw was the ground now littered with bodies, lying in disarray, the wrists or ankles of these people had all been severed, and blood was flowing everywhere.

In the midst of this blood stood one figure, which was Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was still the same as before, not even a single knife wound could be found on his body.

"How is this possible!!!!"

Nangong Meili could not believe it, each member of her Green Gang had undergone long-term training, even when facing the armed police of Jiangnan City they did not fall behind, let alone when a dozen men charged at once in such a confined space, even a special forces soldier would have suffered heavy injuries.

Not only her, but Fu Jie was also dumbfounded.

He had clearly witnessed the scene just now, each of Ye Feng's knife strikes was ruthless, precise, and quick! Each blow was merciless, with not a single hint of hesitation or delay.

Even more eerie was his dodging technique amidst the joint attack of more than a dozen men, he was like a slippery fish, each dodge not large, but none of his subordinates could land a single knife on him.

"Damn bastard!"

Although Fu Jie was shocked, he was even more furious. All of these dozen or so men were his confidants, and now they had all been crippled by Ye Feng, a pain that felt almost as if it were cutting into his own flesh, making him wish he could tear Ye Feng to pieces alive.

"Go to hell!"

With bloodshot eyes, Fu Jie swung the machete in his hand and lunged straight at Ye Feng.

Whoosh!

In Fu Jie's hands, the machete almost became an arc like a shooting star, swift as lightning, chopping down toward Ye Feng's chest from above.

This move was called Tornado Slash, the most commonly used technique among the Huannan Military Region's special forces. Fu Jie himself had been a special forces soldier in the Huannan Military Region before he was thrown out for making a mistake.

Tornado Slash emphasized power and speed above all. The downward slash was fierce and particularly suited Fu Jie's broad and forceful fighting style.

Yet, Ye Feng, seeing this move, let out a scornful smile, standing there without moving an inch.

Seeing Ye Feng as if he was frozen by an immobilization skill, waiting to be chopped, Fu Jie was overjoyed and slashed down even harder.

In the meantime, Nangong Meili's eyes showed a trace of cold disdain. She knew Fu Jie had already won; the Tornado Slash descended with such speed, in less than 0.1 second, leaving no possibility for evasion in such a short span of time.

"Idiot!"

Nangong Meili seemed to have already envisioned Ye Feng being gruesomely split open; the disdain at the corner of her mouth grew even more intense.

Whoosh!

Fu Jie's machete struck like lightning, about to hit Ye Feng's body in the blink of an eye.

But just at that moment, Ye Feng finally moved. He didn't dodge, but simply tilted the blade in his hand slightly, then thrust out fiercely.

Swipe!

The thrust was like a Poison Snake striking, or a cheetah that had been lying in wait for a long time, striking its prey with unbelievable speed.

At that moment, the contest between Ye Feng and Fu Jie was a matter of who was faster—whether Fu Jie would strike Ye Feng's body first or if Ye Feng could strike back and hit first.

The answer was revealed in an instant, and the next moment a scream sounded, followed by the clang of a machete hitting the ground.

"No... Impossible!"

This time, Nangong Meili saw everything clearly. She covered her small mouth in shock, her pretty face full of horror and disbelief.

"It's... Fu Jie who lost!"

In the hallway, before Fu Jie's machete could touch Ye Feng, one of his palms had already been pierced through in an instant. The blade of Ye Feng's machete, with its extremely sharp tip, nearly split Fu Jie's entire palm in two.

"This is the Military Body Stabbing from Yanjing Military Region! Who... who on earth are you!!!"

Fu Jie, enduring the intense pain, yanked his palm off the blade and hastily retreated, blood spurting out as he looked at Ye Feng with a face full of shock.

Military Body Stabbing was also a practical combat skill used by special forces, but what it emphasized was being still as a maiden but moving as fast as a startled rabbit—with a burst of speed capable of wounding someone severely!

Furthermore, Ye Feng's Military Body Stabbing had reached an unparalleled level; there were no indications before his thrust, and the moment he struck, it could be instantly fatal.

Fu Jie's forehead was covered with cold sweat that streamed down instantly. He was lucky that Ye Feng had only stabbed his palm. If the thrust had been aimed at his throat, he would undoubtedly have been killed without any chance of survival.

Ye Feng couldn't be bothered to say anything else, his eyes icy cold as they swept over Fu Jie and Nangong Meili:

"Don't come looking for trouble with me in the future, or else, I'll personally make a trip to your Green Gang!"

Ye Feng's words were indifferent, but upon hearing them, Fu Jie and Nangong Meili felt a chill through their entire bodies, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

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